Wizard starting from shoeing donkeys Chapter 1592 - 550: An Unstoppable Blow!

With Metheus accelerating through the skies, the landscape rushing past below transformed at a blistering pace.

Starting from the expansive golden wheat fields beyond the Imperial City of Tamriel, the view shifted to undulating hills covered in dense woods, followed by a vast stretch of verdant woodlands...

Rein observed the intense air pressure squeezing against Metheus’s wings, creating distinct white trails in the wind.

"This pace nears the sound barrier," Rein remarked while gazing at the spectacle, a grin spreading across his face.

"It outstrips the old high-speed airship by at least triple the velocity."

Truth be told, Metheus hadn’t yet reached his maximum velocity here.

A brief surge could propel him to twice this swiftness, shattering the sound barrier entirely.

However, such an effort would drain his stamina considerably.

In most cases, this velocity represented his standard flight pace.

Similar to a fighter jet maintaining its cruise velocity alongside a peak burst.

...

More than an hour passed.

At the Shirendil Plateau, inside the Isodre School outpost.

"My lords, a massive black dragon approaches from the far horizon—please come see for yourselves." A youthful wizard dashed up, breathless as he spoke.

"Hmm? You’re certain it’s a black dragon?"

"Uh... it’s completely dark, no doubt about it being a black dragon." The young wizard bobbed his head vigorously in affirmation.

"Black dragon? Not many Imperial Dragon Knights mount black dragons. Is it Crown Hector arriving? Yet he typically remains in the Empire’s Sava Province—whatever brings him to the Shirendil Plateau?"

As the Sect Leader of the Bixiu Mechanization School, Moria possessed deep knowledge of the Imperial Guardians, yet even after pondering, several possible dragon knights surfaced in his thoughts, leaving him to shake his head faintly in bewilderment.

"Everyone, let’s head out to welcome them as a group."

After a moment’s reflection, Moria addressed the High Rank Wizard from the Isodre School standing nearby.

...

"Hiss~ That black dragon is enormous!"

"Yeah, way too massive!"

By the time Moria and his companions reached the freshly upgraded square of the Isodre School, numerous wizards had gathered, gesturing toward the colossal black dragon soaring in from the distant skyline.

"Hmm? An aged dragon? Wait, no—it’s a supremely ancient one!" Moria burst out.

Being a High Rank Wizard on the verge of ascending to the Dawn Wizard realm, he instantly perceived the immense scale of the incoming black dragon.

This went beyond a typical dragon; it was a behemoth black dragon at the supremely ancient level!

"A black dragon reaching the supremely ancient level?"

"Does the Empire even boast a dragon knight for such a beast?" The pair of senior wizards from the Isodre School traded looks, mirroring the bewilderment in one another’s gazes.

"Trouble! It could be a freshly roused ancient dragon—everyone, gear up for combat!" Realization struck Moria like a thunderbolt, prompting his urgent cry.

Long ago, millennia before the Dragan Empire’s founding, countless dragons harbored deep enmity toward humanity.

"Move! Power up the Destroyer and ready for fight."

Moria’s command sent the assembled wizards into chaotic motion.

"It’s me!"

Right then, a voice well-known to Moria echoed from the black dragon drawing ever nearer in the heavens.

Even though it remained at a considerable distance, the youthful male tone cut through sharply, resounding clearly for all wizards there.

Suddenly, the fleeing wizards halted in their tracks one by one.

They might not recognize the voice personally, yet everyone discerned the speaker’s apparent lack of malice.

"Rein! That’s Rein!"

A spark ignited in Mentor Mogaro’s thoughts like lightning, drawing his startled shout.

Sure enough, once the enormous black dragon touched down, a figure well-known to the Bixiu Mechanization School wizards leaped from its grand, gleaming ebony spine.

"Lord Rein!"

"It’s Lord Rein!"

"So this mount belongs to Lord Rein!"

Those wizards acquainted with Rein sighed in relief at once, voicing their astonishment.

Meanwhile, wizards from the other schools, catching sight of the Empire’s famed prodigy and its most youthful Imperial Guardian ever, displayed proper deference and offered salutations.

From afar, various onlookers murmured softly or questioned the nearby Bixiu Mechanization School wizards:

"Is that Lord Rein? Remarkably youthful, just as rumored."

"Hey, did you spot it? Lord Rein’s black dragon looks exceptionally huge! I’ve witnessed other Imperial Dragon Knights before, and their mounts appeared merely half as grand as Lord Rein’s black dragon."

"The Bixiu Mechanization School truly struck gold nurturing a talent like Lord Rein; how I wish he’d hailed from our own ranks."

A Liquidized Wizard hailing from the mid-tier wizard school ’Rocky Mechanized Workshop’ let out a wistful breath.

"Sect Leader, Mentor."

"Huh? How come there are double the wizards here now?" Rein scanned the area briefly, noting almost twice the number of wizards compared to his departure.

Keep in mind, individuals gifted with wizard potential are scarce, and among them stood several clutching components of mechanical gadgets—puppet-crafting wizards, who prove even rarer finds.

Clearly, such talents hadn’t been gathered from the Shirendil Plateau itself.

"Haha, Rein, have you overlooked the establishment of the Mechanical Association?"

"Those unfamiliar faces include fresh wizards and apprentices, plus observers dispatched from various schools. Numerous wizard schools specializing in demon statue creation show keen enthusiasm for our Mechanical Association."