Mytiel fell into the fog, and before he could hit the ground, he was already silent.

A soul flew out of the corpse, and Wren watched as it was absorbed by himself, and the next second, the power began to skyrocket.

Ten days ago, killing that level 9 gunner had increased the power to over 70%.

Just now, the machine gun slaughtered more than a hundred transcendentals, and because the distance was too far, most of the souls were not absorbed, and they were wasted, only a dozen bars of power were provided.

Maitiel is a legendary wizard, the soul of a legendary transcendent, and there is more than one transcendent worthy of hundreds of beginners.

Between two or three breaths, the charge is fully charged.

Wren skillfully opened the interface of the mobile phone, and put all the absorbed soul power into the elements, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at which elements they were, as long as they could be upgraded, the progress bar was pushing.

The absorption and consumption of soul power immediately reached a balance.

The battery started to drop and then fluctuated around 90% without causing waste.

"Hoo ......"

Wren exhaled lightly, his heart filled with joy.

Since the last time I was in the Ironbeard Underground Fortress, I absorbed the soul power of the legendary middle-level trickster Harken, and finally experienced the feeling of a crazy increase in soul power.

However, Mytir is only level ten, and the soul power he provides is a fraction less than that of Halken's clone.

Wren took a closer look at the element icons.

It was found that the progress bar of the third-level "Iron Body" and the seventh-level "Strength" of these two elements did not move, and it seemed that they had reached a bottleneck, and they could not be strengthened by soul power for the time being.

He adjusted the distribution of soul power, giving priority to increasing the number of rings of the two "Dragon Power Technique" and "Thorn Electric Armor", which are both second rings, and investing all the remaining soul power into "swiftness" that can improve his speed and dexterity.

Since being promoted to a fourth-level wizard, the demand for soul power has also skyrocketed.

Even the soul of a legendary wizard, the soul power transformed will not allow him to get that kind of leap and forth enhancement like when he was at the beginning level.

Wren shook his head slightly, now was not the time to study soul power carefully.

As soon as Mytir died, his spell became ineffective, and the surrounding wall of wind and mist quickly dispersed, revealing Wren's figure.

He stood in the middle of the hillside, surrounded by corpses, a layer of blood red beneath the grass.

Among these corpses, there was a special piercing eye, which was none other than Maitiel.

The legendary wizard was no different from others after his death, his chest was pierced by bullets, his body was covered in blood, and his face still had despair and pain, and he was motionless.

Outside the castle, the Secret Fire Guards and the Silver Knights still couldn't believe what they saw.

"He's dead?"

"Lord Earl has killed a legendary wizard!"

"The Goddess is ......"

Pansil felt as if he had been immobilized, his whole body stiffened, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

As a high-level wizard, she is very aware of the strength of legendary wizards, and has never supported Wren's attack on the Blue Water High Castle, if it weren't for the fact that Osilia is secretly protecting, she will never take a team to follow Wren on an adventure.

She thought about several results, either Wren retreated in embarrassment, and Osilia helped her save her life, or she died here on the spot, in short, it didn't end well.

But she never thought that Wren had killed Mytir directly!

Kill Legendary Wizards by Mid-Level Wizards!

This completely upends Pansier's perception of supernatural powers.

Not only her, but every member of the Secret Fire Guard, as well as the Silver Knights, as well as many people watching secretly on the Blue Water Street, were shocked by this result.

No one in the castle dared to come out again.

For a moment, there was silence.

Wren pretended to inadvertently sweep over Osiria, she was floating in the air incognito, and her expression was also a little complicated.

In this battle, the two cooperated very tacitly.

If it weren't for her stealth move, Wren knew he wouldn't have a chance to kill Mytil.

As he transformed and absorbed his soul power, he walked over to Mytil's corpse and picked up several loot, including the staff and two enchanted rings.

These things are obviously worth a lot, especially one of the rings, which seems to be space equipment.

But now was not the time for identification, Wren put the ring in his pocket, and handed the staff to Pansil, who flew up, and said, "Leave two men to guard the gate, and the others will go up with me and surround the castle." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. ”

Pansil responded, but his eyes fell on Wren's machine gun, a little curious in his eyes, more in awe.

The gate at the foot of the mountain was opened, and the silver-clad knights drove the silver-scaled horses up the barrage.

Wren walked at the front with a gun and reached the main entrance of the castle.

In the voice of all things, I heard that there were nearly two hundred people in the castle, but most of them were ordinary people, and there were few transcendents left, and there should be no masters among them.

Before he could break through the door, several guard-looking transcendents came out with their hands raised.

The first one turned out to be an elf.

This elf is a male, handsome, with long and pointed ears, no specific age, wearing a luxurious robe, carrying a long sword around his waist, and the end of his long black hair with a hint of dark blue.

Wren was slightly surprised, recognizing that it was a wind elf.

Although the wind elves are not a type of high elves, they are still ordinary elves, but they are also relatively rare, and compared to the largest number of wood elves, their population is not large.

Wren observed with the eye of the soul, this wind elf has a good strength, obviously an elf ranger, born with an affinity for the wind element, through the acquired training, he has mastered a number of wind element-related abilities, not spells, but combat skills combined with swordsmanship.

If you compare it with a human transcendent, it is equivalent to a level five to six Wind Demon swordsman.

However, the wind elf's next move was a big surprise.

He led a few guards, followed by dozens of ordinary people dressed in the clothes of territorial officials, knelt down on one knee in the open space in the middle of the castle, faced Wren, and shouted:

"Gracious Earl, we are willing to pledge our allegiance to you!"

The Wind Elf's voice was nice and somewhat magnetic, and he spoke Orion in a very elegant tone, and his face was earnest, and he saluted Wren.

Wren didn't immediately agree, there were more than just these people in the castle.

He glanced at the Wind Elf a few times to make sure that it was not the Governor of the County of Glamorgan, and asked, "Who are you?"

The wind elf hurriedly replied: "Your Excellency, my name is Fabian, and I am employed by the former governor and am the tax adjutant of the territory. ”

Tax Adjutant?

Wren raised an eyebrow, which was somewhat unexpected.

A wind elf actually ran into the territory of the empire and became an official, and he was only a tax adjutant, not a regular job.

However, the soul color shows that Fabian is not lying.

The other party's surrender is also true, and the mood is very eager, mixed with a lot of expectations.

Wren probably understood that this was an elf who knew the times, and obviously wanted to take this opportunity to hug his thigh.

It's kind of interesting...... He thought of the allusion of buying horse bones for a thousand dollars.

As the financial officer of the territory, Fabian must have some understanding of the situation in the territory, and if he can really surrender, it will be of great help.

Wren's gaze swept over the kneeling group of people, and found that they were not all sincere, most of them just wanted to live.

He thought for a moment and said, "Fabian, I accept your allegiance. ”

"Everyone threw down their weapons, took off their armor, and sat down in the corner over there, waiting for the verdict. ”

Fabian's face was happy, and without hesitation, he threw away the long sword at his waist, and took the others to sit honestly under the corner of the castle.

Wren asked two wizards of the Secret Fire Guard to guard the captives and asked, "Fabian, what about the rest of the castle, why don't you come out and surrender?"

"The manager is still in there......"

Fabian betrayed his boss without hesitation, "Your Excellency, I know where they are hiding, please come with me." ”

"Good. Wren liked the consciousness of this wind elf very much, although he could find the enemy himself without the other party leading the way, and nodded: "Bring your sword." ”

Fabian had a grateful expression on his face, "Your Excellency is the most handsome and merciful lord I have ever met!"

It turns out that he is still a sycophant!

Wren was guilty, but it sounded pretty cool.

Fabian picked up his sword, took the lead, and rushed into the halls of the castle with Wren.

Bishui High Fort has been built for nearly 2,000 years, extremely ancient, the architectural style can be described in one word, that is, "tall", covering a large area, the main building is high, all built with stones, the hall, the corridor, the stable, the martial arts training ground, all are more spacious and tall than the general castle, showing grandeur everywhere.

Such a large castle can hide thousands of people.

However, with Fabian, the leading party, and the voice of all things from Wren, it only took half an hour to sweep the castle and find the enemies hiding in every corner.

Most of the people saw Wren and the Silver Knight appear, and immediately raised their hands in surrender.

Occasionally, there were a few stubborn ones, and without Wren's hands, Fabian showed the strength of the elven ranger, his body was like a phantom, his speed was like the wind, and his long sword mercilessly slashed those enemies who did not surrender immediately.

Finally, in one of the castle's martial arts training grounds, the chief steward was found.

"Your Excellency, they are all in there. Fabian pointed to the closed door of the martial arts training ground, eager to try.

Wren nodded.

He clearly heard the movement inside, there were five people in total, all of them were transcendental, one of them was seriously injured, his heartbeat was very weak, he should be the chief who had been blown up by himself with the fireball technique before, and was in a coma.

"I'll do it. ”

Wren didn't plan to negotiate with the other party, a manager of average strength, even if he was captured alive, it would be useless.

He opened the talisman book, and one after another fireballs gathered, and they fired a series of cannons, directly throwing all the remaining eight fireball techniques into the martial arts training ground.

Thundered......

With a violent explosion, five souls flew out of it and were absorbed by Wren.

At this time, he completely transformed Mytiel's soul, and the elemental enhancement was completed, and these souls were charged to full power!

"Soul Ascension, find a demon soul to fuse and be a fifth-level wizard. ”