Marc's "furious warhammer", Wren has long heard of it.

This is one of the most famous weapons of the Congatro, and one of the most powerful, probably not. It is a treasure given to the family by Grosch, the god of power, and has been passed through the hands of generations of Duke Lauberdier, and has a history of more than 2,000 years, and is the most standard legendary weapon.

Ehrenus's hammer weapons fall into three broad categories.

One is a one-handed hammer, the lightest weight, the overall length is not more than half a meter, most transcendents can use it with one hand, commonly found in priests and berserkers; the second is the war hammer, which originated from the clan and gradually spread to the human realm, with a hammer handle of about one meter, which can be held both alone and with both hands, and is also the most widely used hammer; the third is a two-handed heavy hammer, which is the least common and generally the largest.

The Wrath Warhammer is a two-handed hammer.

Its handle is two meters long, and with the hammer head, it stands taller than Marc himself, and is said to weigh four thousand pounds. With such a heavy weapon, not to mention the average transcendent, the vast majority of power-type legendary transcendents can only be lifted up, and cannot be used in battle.

The Raging Warhammer is pitch black, and I don't know what metal it is made of.

The handle of the hammer is as thick as an adult's arm, and the half of the front end connected to the hammer head is getting thicker and thicker, and it is inlaid with sharp steel spikes, and there is also a row of huge steel thorns on the top of the irregular hammer head, one as large as a millstone, and the other as small as a pointed beak, which at first glance looks like the head of a wild boar, which has no beauty and is not worthy of the reputation of a legendary weapon.

However, Wren did not dare to underestimate it at all.

The two-handed hammer is a typical orc style, created by Grosh, and its unsightly appearance does not detract from its terrifying power.

The Enchanted Warhammer has only one enchantment effect, "Infinite Fury", which is where it comes from.

Infinite rage, which is also a legendary element!

The "Berserk" element is advanced to the transcendent element "Bloody Fury", and the second advanced is "Infinite Fury", the ultimate state of the berserk state.

The initial effect of Infinite Rage is the same as that of Level 5 Blood Rage?Strength increases by five times?As the battle continues, the power increase increases?Six, sevenfold...... Even ten times over!As long as the fight doesn't stop?The berserk state will not end, it will just consume more stamina.

The higher the increase, the more stamina exponentially will be exponentially exponentially exponential.

Theoretically, if you have enough stamina, there's no upper limit to the power increase of infinite rage, but after seven times, there is hardly any legend that can sustain it!

What's even more terrifying is that after the end of the infinite rage, there is no state of weakness, and you can immediately go berserk again.

Wren was very cautious in his heart.

Infinite Rage and Grossh's Battle Cry, two legendary elements that can make Mark's power easily break through level 11, and maybe even reach level 12!

According to his speculation, the twelveth level strength may be advanced to the legendary element, but he is not sure.

In this way, Mark's strength is far superior to his own, and Marc has no other weaknesses, and it becomes extremely difficult to defeat him head-on.

"No wonder he's so confident. ”

Wren observes Mark's posture? He is different from the average giant deer warrior, he does not have a round and fat body, he is about two meters tall without the slightest clumsiness, although the muscle lines are not obvious, he is extremely strong but well-proportioned, maintaining a delicate balance between strength and speed.

He carried the ram of rage weighing more than 4,000 pounds on his shoulders, with no effort at all.

The tall figure is as steady as a mountain, with the strength and beauty of a berserker, and at the same time there is a lightness and vigor that can only be seen in a shadow warrior or a wind warlock.

Wren is well aware that this is the ultimate state of a melee professional.

Because so is he himself.

Marc took a few steps forward on the snow, hooked his finger towards Wren on the dragon's back, looked up, with a faint coldness on his face, and said, "Come on, let me see the strength of the heroes of the empire, who can survive a few hammers under my hands." ”

"I'm about to be taught. ”

Borch bowed down the dragon's head, let Wren step on the dragon scales step by step, and with a low roar, a holy light fell from the top of Wren's head, blessing him with the "Light of Power", and then took off and retreated hundreds of meters, but did not return to the dragonborn army. TV Premiere @@@

Marc raised an eyebrow, not objecting to Borch's blessing of the Light.

Wren is a dragon knight, so it makes sense to involve his dragon companions in duels, and he also shares several elements from the Psikad Stag.

Borch's strength is obviously higher than that of the Spirit Wind Stag, and if they don't make a move, it must be Wren who suffers.

Wren didn't bother with that, though.

He took out the hammer of thunder and lightning, and the hammer of war was in his hand, and the blood-colored cloak behind his back was blown by the cold wind, and he confronted Mark from a hundred paces.

Marker looked at Wren's warhammer, his eyes showed some interest, and suddenly said, "Your warhammer is a replica of the rumored Thor's hammer, right?"

"Yes. Wren nodded.

Anyone who wields a hammer weapon is not interested in Mjolnir? Even if Marc is in Congartro, it's normal to have heard of the legend of Mjolnir.

"It's a pity it's just a copy. Mark, rather regretful, raised his furious hammer, "If it's a real Mjolnir, we can compete with each other." ”

The corners of Wren's mouth moved, and his face was a little strange.

"You have half a minute to prepare. Mark's expression straightened, and he threw a rune stone to the ground between the two of them, and a straight pillar of red light shot out from the runestone, which could be seen clearly from miles away, flickering frequently once a second.

This is the timer used in the congatro duel, and it can be used when the light pillar is extinguished.

Wren raised his hand to bless himself with spells.

A thunderclap flashed, and the wings of lightning stretched out behind him, greatly increasing his speed, and the dragon head phantom of the dragon force technique fell, increasing in strength, and at the same time, with a low roar, the bloody rage began, and the body expanded twice to a height of two meters, entering a state of rage.

Finally, a burst of high-spirited music came out and surrounded the surroundings.

Wren rarely turns on battle music.

It consumes too much soul power, and it is usually only used for a few seconds at critical times, but in the face of this terrible opponent, he does not dare to take it lightly.

He anticipated that it would be a bitter battle that would not end anytime soon, and that Battle Music would have a chance to enter the second round, or even the third, to reach a higher limit for his power boost.

At the same time, Marc is blessing himself.

Wren's soul eye has been locking on the other party, and he saw that one element after another in Malke's soul lit up, the six-ring acceleration technique, the deflection aura, and the wind armor technique, all three of which were wind-based spells. A dull yellow glow lit up on Marke's neck and quickly melted into the skin, gaining extreme resistance.

Then, Marker activated the enchantment of the armor on his body.

It turned out to be a five-ring giant power technique.

Mark's strength rose again, and that's not all, he inspired a bloody rage again. Marke's bloody rage reached level five, which could increase his strength by five times, making his strength factor close to level eleven, and he was only a little short of breaking through.

In the end, Mark's furious hammer directly pushed the bloody rage to the level of infinite rage.

A blood-red energy passed from the handle of the hammer into his body, staining his eyes red, his eyes were filled with endless anger and bloodlust, as if he had infinite power, and his already extremely tall body swelled up like a blow under the double fury state, more than two meters five, which was already taller than the extreme extreme warrior.

The Soul Eye saw that Marke's power element at the moment easily broke through the eleventh level!

Wren's eyelids jumped wildly at the sight.

"......"

He couldn't help but curse a national curse in his heart, it had been a long time since anyone had been able to surprise himself so much. This is still the state that Marker has not cast a divine skill, once he blesses the divine technique, his strength is increased by one level, and it is estimated that he can easily crush himself.

In the sound of high-spirited music, the time passed by second by second.

Tens of thousands of dragonborn armies and guards on the city walls, all eyes were focused on the red pillar of light, watching it flicker again and again.

Thirty seconds, twenty seconds, ten seconds......

The red pillar of light became brighter and brighter, and at the last second, the dazzling pillar of light tens of meters high exploded like fireworks, and the duel began.

Wren and Marc disappeared at the same time.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Two loud bangs rang out almost simultaneously, and the spectators noticed that the two had switched places in an instant, but they were empty at the same time. A cloud of hundreds of lightning explosions swept around Wren, where he was standing just now, Mark's hammer smashed to the ground, and the air within a radius of ten meters was exploded, forming a visible wind blade and shock wave.

The ground caved down, and I don't know how many wind blades cut wildly, like a hurricane swept away.

The Dragonborn army watching the battle from afar, as well as the guards standing on the city walls, felt the ground tremble, as if an earthquake had occurred. Most of the transcendents were only at the beginning level, and when they saw such a terrifying attack with their own eyes, they all trembled and were dumbfounded.

I can't imagine what it would be like to face such an enemy myself.

Before they could react, they saw the figures of the two in the duel flash and disappear from view again. Marc melted directly into the wind and launched the "Spirit Wind Leap", while Wren turned into lightning and streaked a zigzag trajectory in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

The next second, one saw a golden lightning bolt striking an invisible breeze.

Smack!

Two figures, one red and one black, emerged, it was Wren and Marke, the two of them were close at hand, wielding the hammer of thunder and lightning and the hammer of rage, colliding together without any falsehood.

The dazzling light exploded, causing the people watching the battle to close their eyes involuntarily, and some of the weaker ones couldn't bear it and even shed tears.

When he opened his eyes again, a terrifying cloud of energy spread outward in mid-air.

Lightning on one side, storm on the other.

It wasn't until two seconds later that the explosion from the fight between the two reached the ear, stinging the eardrum. A figure in a blood-red cloak flew upside down in the explosion, as if it had been violently knocked away, and smashed straight into the snow a hundred meters away, plowing a ravine dozens of meters long.

"That's Wren!"

Anyone with sharp eyes recognized it, and Wren was very recognizable in his blood-colored cloak. It was clear that Rennes were on the back foot in this encounter, and were nowhere near as strong as his opponent.

In the two-meter-deep pit, Wren didn't have time to get up when a breeze blew.

Mark's figure appeared in the wind, his hands held high above the top of the furious war hammer, from top to bottom, the muscles of his arms protruded one by one, and the power visible to the naked eye spread to the hammer, and the hammer fell with a hammer.

Rumble!

Tremors were felt within a radius of miles, and the wind blades formed by the storm's blow lifted up the earth in the sky, obscuring people's vision.

All the people watching the battle were shocked, and there was only one thought left in their hearts, could Wren resist it?

In the Dragonborn army, Emilys unconsciously clenched her hands.

Before her worries were settled, she saw Wren appear not far behind Mark, with a terrible wound on his chest, left by the first fight, which was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Mark's reaction was faster, and he didn't even look back, pointing his backhand in Wren's direction.

Airblast!

The air near Wren contracted violently, then exploded violently.

Although he retreated as fast as he could, he was inevitably swept away by the shock wave of the air blast technique, and his figure staggered, slowing down by half a beat.

Marc chased him to his side like a ghost, and the swing of the hammer was a sweep.

Roar!

Wren opened his mouth and let out a dragon roar, all of which were gathered in one direction. Even though Marc was in a state of infinite rage, making him fearless and fearless, and his mind was not deterred by the dragon's might, the dragon's roar did not stop at the dragon's might, but also the actual sonic impact.

These powerful impacts all hit Mark's face, and some of them were offset by the deflection aura, but they still interfered.

At the same time as Wren released the dragon's roar, he immediately unleashed a lightburst spell, and the spell range completely overlapped the dragon's roar, and without warning.

Marc barely withstood the dragon's roar, but was still blinded by the lightblast.

His movements inevitably stalled for a moment.

Bang!

The hammer of thunder and lightning smashed firmly on Malke's head, and the fifth-level "Critical Strike of Destruction" was triggered, there was no lightning, and the power was concentrated in a single explosion.

The deflection aura was blown up, and then the Wind Armor Technique was also smashed.

A layer of dull yellow light emerged, condensing into a substantial amber crystal, resisting the warhammer, but still smashed through. The hammer struck Marc in the cheek, and the terrible destructive force caused the entire face to dent, but no blood flowed.

Mark's body was knocked into the air, and before he could hit the ground, it turned into a breeze and disappeared.

This made Wren's pursuit unable to continue, and the Soul Eye locked on Malke, only to flash and appear a hundred meters away at a speed comparable to that of a flash, his feet dangling in the air.

The hollows in Marke's face were filled with a gentle breeze, and he quickly healed as if he had never been injured.

"The spring breeze is endless!"

Wren smacked his lips, this super element is really powerful, but it is also Malke's own defense that is strong enough, and he didn't get a headshot with all his strength, otherwise "Endless Spring Breeze" would not be able to repair the exploding head.