Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Moshe's plan seemed simple, but it was somewhat complicated to implement.

Once Zandra's magic power is fully replenished, it will really follow its physiological instincts and eat the entire sea island.

By then, even if Artborg McIntosh was able to fight, he would have no time to care about others.

The wreckage and dust, the wailing and the blood and flesh, it is another picture of hell.

Haizhou, the land in the middle, will disappear from the world, and a powerful sea tribe will also fall and become a historical relic.

To control Zandra, you need to give it "food" that satisfies it and is enough to restore its strength.

Obviously, magic is excluded.

Fortunately, Moshe is a wizard and possesses a precious power that no living thing can refuse, namely, nutrients that are indispensable for growth and survival.

Zandra will be satisfied, he thought, leaving another magic circle on the ground.

The penultimate step is crucial to completing this plan.

It is not enough to just transmit the magic power in a gentle way. Just like an egg, if it falls from the third floor, it may cause flesh injuries; if it falls from the eighth floor, it can break a human skull.

What about throwing it from the 25th floor?

So he needed to burst out with powerful force in an instant to have an impact on Zandra.

Now he is at the level of a great wizard, his spiritual fetus has not yet fully developed, but he still has enough strength to deal with three ice dragons at the same time.

However, how can a small ice dragon compare with the deep-sea giant Zandra?

Mo Xie's calm gaze swept across the figures of his friends and relatives and stopped.

That's the only way...

The originally noisy and chaotic Haizhou suddenly became quieter.

"Mo Xie?!" Yuli and Bishop widened their eyes in disbelief.

Martyr frowned, and after his eyes quickly swept across Moshe's defensive bracelet, he stared at the broken body and shouted, "Healing magician, what are you still standing there for!"

Archibald and Colin put away their weapons without hesitation and ran towards Moshe.

There seemed to be a crack in Artborg's usually cold expression.

Barritt's face was solemn, and the other members of the expeditionary corps also looked shocked.

With so many people on Haizhou, why was Moshe Mackintosh chosen?

That kind of injury, I'm afraid...

Arthurs' eyeballs trembled violently, and his vision became blurred. The slightly upturned corners of the lips that were constantly bleeding were deeply engraved in his eyes, like a sickle, cutting off a piece of flesh from his heart.

"Why? Why?" His mind became a mess, and he didn't know whether he was asking Mo Xie or himself.

Mo Xie looked at the blond, blue-eyed boy approaching him, and a fishy-sweet taste welled up in his throat again, and he couldn't help but spit it out, "Arthurs, cough cough..."

Ah, it's been a long time since I last saw this. Unexpectedly, Zandra's tentacles were still attached with magic power, which temporarily offset the magic power and made him feel a piercing pain.

Feeling the warmth on the back of his hand, Arthurs trembled all over and raised his hand to cover the front end of the thick black tentacle that pierced Moshe's body.

The uneasiness and pain on his face disappeared instantly. His pair of blue eyes were covered with golden light. Triple golden wheels appeared behind him. Then, extremely pure red magic power and golden light intertwined together. The power was so great that it was comparable to a fire tornado.

It was this magical power that slowed down its speed when it touched the black tentacles, as if it was afraid that the person would suffer secondary damage.

The black tentacles were melted by the golden-red beams and evaporated into the air. The thick middle and rear sections were quickly pulled back, and the cross-section was shrouded in black mist, which prevented the burning effect from spreading further.

Arthurs's breathing stagnated, and he returned to his normal state. He reached out to catch the man who was about to fall, letting him lean on him, "Don't worry!"

Also gathering around were Moshe's friends Archibald and Colin, as well as the magician in the legion who was responsible for performing healing magic.

"Ugh——!"

In the sea, Zandra made a long sound, as if he had only suffered insignificant flesh wounds.

It stretched the melted tentacles to the mouthparts, folds spread open, and took it completely in.

In the center of the island, next to the most eye-catching red blood pool.

Colin frowned, his golden eyes fully opened. He said nothing, but squatted quietly beside Moshe, touching the blood-stained and gradually cold hand.

"Please do your best to save him!" Archibald said anxiously, his eyes slightly red.

"I will." After saying this, the magician injected magic power into the casting medium, preparing to cast the most advanced healing magic.

Suddenly, Arthurs grabbed the magician's wrist and said firmly: "No!"

"Young Master Arthurs?" Archibald was puzzled. Looking at Moshe's pale face and listening to his weak breathing, his tone immediately rose by one degree. "If this continues, Moshe will die from excessive blood loss!"

Colin and the magician also cast doubtful glances, and the atmosphere became tense.

Arthurs pursed his lips tightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Mo Xieta... seems to have a constitution that is intolerant to magic."

Up ahead, on the front line against Zandra, three commanders and an interpreter were observing Zandra with worry.

"Commander-in-chief, Zandra looks a little strange." Barritt asked puzzledly.

"Its tail was burned off, but it didn't go crazy and attack?" Karankala fell into deep thought. "And according to the time, it should have sent the next wave of magic power. Why didn't it react?"

"What? Those tentacles are Zandra's tail? No, that's not important." After a brief moment of surprise, Barrit turned to Artbolg, "Commander-in-chief, should we launch another attack?"

Artbolg stared at the behemoth and slowly raised his hand.

"Yes." Barrett obeyed his superior's orders unconditionally and remained on guard in silence.

At the back, no one dared to approach the growing red pool of blood, for fear of disturbing the beast, which, although young, exuded a powerful aura.

"How could this happen..." Archibald murmured.

If Mo Xie really has a physique that is intolerant to magic, then this penetrating wound is enough to be fatal, and there is no possibility of survival!

"Arthurs... is right." Mo Xie spoke slowly, his voice weak, like a cloud that could dissipate at any time.

"This..." The magician was helpless. Mo Xie's intolerant physique meant that he could not accept any treatment related to magic, and the healing potion in his backpack was useless.

"But, Mo Xie." Colin's eyes fell on Mo Xie's abdomen. He stared at the hideous hole-like wound without changing his expression. He suddenly spoke in a deep tone, "His body was severely injured and he didn't receive any treatment. As an ordinary person, how could he still have normal vital signs, let alone stay conscious and communicate with others?"

After the words were spoken, the tense atmosphere seemed to ease.

That's right! Arthurs suddenly realized that something was wrong. Wasn't Moshe an ordinary person without the magic spring? He had a big hole in his stomach and blood all over the floor, but he could still talk to them.

How on earth did he do it? !

Or...is there something else I don't know?

Moshe raised his head slightly, and his light brown eyes could only see the soft jawline of the blond boy.

He chuckled, "Arthurs, I have something to tell you."

You're in this state! You still have the energy to laugh?! Arthurs glared at him fiercely, then said to the three people: "Can you please step aside for a moment?"

"...Okay." Archibald was like a red-haired puppy with its ears and tail drooping. He looked back every step and returned to his team at an extremely slow pace.

"Moshe, don't let us worry." This was the first time Colin called Moshe's name.

After making sure that the three people were far away, Moshe supported himself on the ground with one hand and moved down a little, making it seem like he was lying on Arthurs' legs.

"Arthurs, open the barrier."

Arthurs did as he was told and opened a barrier to block out sound and power.

"I am a wizard." Mo Xie spoke briefly and to the point, and his words were like thunder out of the blue.

"what are you saying?"

"I need to establish a spiritual connection with you temporarily to replenish my spiritual power." Bellion, who has a master-servant relationship with him, cannot appear here.

"Spiritual connection?"

"Then reawaken the spirit fetus to generate magic power and repair the wounds on the body."

"what?"