Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys

Chapter 982: Chapter 346: Transformation (Double-Length Chapter)

Suddenly, his fist the size of a stew pot was firmly grasped by the claw of some huge creature.

Hmm?

An ugly monster covered with scales instantly came into his view.

Just when Erikson was wondering where this monster came from?

The monster suddenly spoke in human tongue:

"This is your transformation, indeed so weak!"

Erikson’s eyes widened immediately. At this moment, how could he not know that the nearly five-meter-tall monster before him was actually the handsome young man from just now.

The opponent could also transform?!

"Crack!"

In the moment of his daze, his fist the size of a stew pot was squeezed by the opponent with a crunching sound, each finger bone rapidly deforming...

"You... who the hell are you?"

Now, Erikson was completely shocked!

Damn it, with this kind of strength, there’s not much difference compared to the Dragon Knights of the Dragan Empire.

Looking throughout the Dragan Empire, the opponent must not be some unknown figure!

"Boom!"

What answered Erikson was Rein’s giant fist the size of a basin.

With one punch, Erikson’s entire head nearly twisted ninety degrees, and over a dozen white teeth sprayed out, his whole figure was slammed into the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

Massive fists, one punch after another!

Soon, Erikson’s body began to shrink, all his limbs started twitching uncontrollably, resembling someone having an epileptic seizure.

At this moment, Rein realized he’d already beaten Erikson’s head clean off.

The scattered mix of red and white shattered bones and flesh around proved the opponent’s skull once existed.

"Whoosh~~~"

Rein exhaled deeply, calming his mind, and his whole body began to shrink rapidly.

But after the entire battle, a sense of weakness surged up, and thinking about it, Rein added a bit on his spirit, allowing a surge of heat to flow through his body, instantly restoring his physical condition to peak state.

At this point, the dust surrounding him also began to disperse gradually.

Previously, due to the dust’s concealment, Rein’s dragon-man form from moments ago hadn’t been exposed to outsiders.

The crowd watching from afar was left staring dumbfounded at the scene ahead.

Funny how Rein’s physique, aside from a pleated undergarment, was fully exposed, and surrounding him was a giant crater-like depression with a four to five-meter diameter.

As for the black-robed person earlier, now had his head buried in the earth and his limbs seemed to no longer twitch much.

The outcome was obvious!

Yet just now it was clear the black-robed person had the upper hand, how in just a few seconds did he end up killed?

For a moment, the crowd felt a strange sense of being unable to accept how quickly things had changed.

....

"Ah! How come Lord Rein is wearing just a..." Merita exclaimed after being stunned for several seconds.

Actually, she added silently in her mind, ’Why would Lord Rein wear pleated underwear? How strange! Does he like pleated skirts?’

Anna too watched as her face flushed.

But she immediately rushed to the Blood Feathered Horned Eagle Beast, seeming to want to fetch another wizard robe for Rein.

After all, Rein being seen by others made Anna feel like she suffered a big loss herself.

Just as Rein was about to leave, suddenly, he turned back and began to search the black-robed person, quickly pulling out a heavy waist bag from the opponent.

At this time, the bearded Great Knight cautiously approached Rein from afar, looking at him, saying:

"This... this wizard sir, at the Beverly Pass, the Empire strictly prohibits fighting."

He said this, swallowing nervously, clearly tense.

He seemed worried Rein might kill him out of anger as well.

But with such a big incident happening, if he said nothing, he would likely face imperial repercussions tomorrow. After hesitating several times, the bearded Great Knight decided to leave at least one sentence before departing.

This way, he could say he’d fulfilled his duty.

As for whether the opponent would listen, it seemed not to matter anymore.

"Sorry, my apologies." Rein smiled slightly, nodding towards the bearded Great Knight.

As if thinking of something, Rein pulled out a transparent medal from his embrace, tossed it to the bearded Great Knight, and handed over the official letter signed by Admiral Edward, saying:

"I belong to the Imperial Swordsmen, the opponent is a cultist of the Black Flame Cult, duty-bound, sorry about it."

"You... you are a Diamond Star Swordsman, then there’s no problem."

The opponent seemed familiar with the Sword Bearing system, recognizing Rein’s insignia immediately, his face showed relief, smiling.

The bearded Great Knight glanced carefully at the text behind Rein’s insignia and sighed: "Your Sword Bearers Branch in Mingster Province is indeed strong."

"I originally thought, with your abilities, you must be a top expert at the Imperial Swordsmen Headquarters."

"Uh..." Rein was stunned upon hearing this, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At this moment, a sharp whistling sound echoed!

"Not good! Lord Rein, the commotion from your battle earlier was too big; Wind Rocs have been drawn here!" The bearded Great Knight’s expression changed drastically, anxiously looking up to the sky, said.

"Hmm?" Rein looked up, seeing in the sky to the left dozens of yellow dots suddenly appearing, rapidly approaching from the horizon, and their shapes becoming clearer.

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