But in the next second, Merita was shocked to find that Lord Rein before her suddenly stood up.
Then, several hundred meters up in the air, he suddenly leaped, diving toward Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius.
"Ah!"
This elicited a sharp scream from her.
"Oh my! Miss Anna, Lord Rein has gone down!"
"This... this... is Lord Rein going to fight the Ancestor Dragon?" Merita asked, her face pale with fear.
"Yes, because the other party injured someone very important to Rein," Anna replied, much calmer, although she had hidden worries but seemed to possess a mysterious faith in Rein.
....
In the swift descent, Rein activated the core skill âWeakness Controlâ of his epic-level profession âKing of Thousand Bladesâ for the second time.
Instantly, a three-dimensional pattern of Kolaxiusâ enormous form unfolded in Reinâs vision, marked with blue, yellow, and red dots to indicate varying defensive strengths.
About four-fifths of the opponentâs area glowed blue, signifying a strong defense.
The remaining areas mostly gleamed with yellow, indicating intermediate defense.
Only the tips of the fleshy wings, the inner thighs, and some side scales on the abdomen had faint red dots.
Of course, these points werenât constant; as Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius shifted body positions during the battle, these weak points (red dots) would transform into yellow dots.
Evidently, the Ancestor Dragonâs body is exceptionally tough, precisely matching the intel provided by Olena; its melee abilities are extremely powerful, with almost no physical defense weaknesses.
"However... my strength happens to be close combat too!" Rein narrowed his eyes, making a swift decision.
Upon sensing the sudden approach of this little dot in mid-air, Kolaxius naturally noticed it but didnât care.
The scales on its back were particularly thick, one of its strongest defensive areas.
If any enemy intended to launch a threatening attack from its back, it would definitely scoff at the notion.
Simply laughable!
At this moment, it was annoyed by those barbarian warriors in front, these thick-headed fools still attacking fearlessly.
Just like a person being stung by dozens of bees; while bees may inflict a single sting just before death, itâs painful nonetheless.
Thus, Kolaxius focused its attention primarily on these âbeesâ.
...
Meanwhile, Rein in the air canceled the Floating Technique, his entire body accelerating downward due to gravity.
A gust of fierce wind ripped through his white Wizard Robe, revealing the glimmering silver Secret Silver Engraved Plate Armor underneath, while his Hardened Essence Gold instantly morphed into a long Riding Spear.
This rendered his descent toward the battlefield like a plunging silver meteor, with a target set straight for the back of Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius.
...
"Look, what is that!"
Everyone, allies and foes alike, noticed the silver meteor.
It was far too conspicuous.
Being directly overhead of Ancestor Dragon Kolaxius, impossible to ignore.
"It looks like itâs going to attack that monster!"
"But isnât that where the Ancestor Dragonâs defense is strongest, much too reckless..."
The elite barbarian warriors surrounding Kolaxius exclaimed in amazement.
A few hours ago, the Wizard from Winterfort Academy had provided them with some combat notes regarding Kolaxius.
Like how Kolaxiusâs physical defense was incredibly strong, especially its back and limbs, boasting absolutely epic-level defense strength, so Winterfort Academy highly advised against close combat with Kolaxius.
But for the barbarians, it seemed they had no other choice.
They could only focus on attacking Kolaxiusâs eyes, fleshy wings, and other relatively weak spots.
Just like Clan Leader Dalius did earlier, choosing to hack at Kolaxiusâs fleshy wings rather than its mighty limbs or thick-scaled back.
And lying on the ground, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, Lagaray also noticed the straight downward silver meteor nearby.
From this distance, she could naturally discern its form and general appearance.
Hmm?
This familiar figure and face?!
Lagarayâs beautiful eyes widened, mouth slightly gaped, bearing an incredulous expression as she watched Rein descending from the sky!
"Oh my god! Rein?!"
"How could it be him?"
"How could he be here in Frostwind Prairie?"
"And, at this precise moment???"
For a fleeting moment, Lagarayâs feelings were tangled, hoping it was Rein while wishing it wasnât!
Like a princess about to be taken by a villainous dragon, encountering the very hero she yearned for to rescue her.
Yet she wished her hero wouldnât come.
Because the dragon was too powerful....
"No! The back is where the Ancestor Dragonâs strongest defense lies, you fool, donât attack there!"
Just as Lagaray turned red with urgency, wanting to shout to warn Rein, a mouthful of blood surged forth.
"Cough cough cough!"
"Itâs over!"
Having just broken out from the blue ice, severely wounded Norton Clan Leader Dalius saw Rein actually opting to attack the Ancestor Dragonâs back, and couldnât help but shake his head sadly.
He could tell Reinâs strike was powerful, had he chosen to attack the fleshy wings of the Ancestor Dragon, it would likely yield some result.