As soon as the lich moved, there was a strong vibration in the temple, and illusory spirits flew out of it, piercing through the walls, in the form of pale female souls, with endless resentment in their eyes, screaming in their mouths, and their hands like sharp claws, flying straight down from mid-air.

From the gates of the temple, seven or eight withered undead creatures poured out, judging by their tattered armor and weapons, they were all transcendents in their lifetimes, and their corpses were transformed into corpse golems by the lich.

In the midst of the fire, the three of them reacted differently.

Roger pinched the seal in his hand, and a faint aura appeared outside his body, easily blocking the flames, and the silver long sword trembled, and the sword turned into a phantom, splitting the flames and heading straight for the lich.

Zoltan was far away, and quickly took a few steps back, exiting the range of the sea of fire, raising his soul gun and shooting.

Bang bang bang!

The bullet hit the Lich accurately, but was blocked by the gray shield and did not deal immediate damage.

A layer of ice armor appeared outside of Wren's body.

This is the two-ring ice armor that comes with the warhammer, isolating the flames, he did not charge to attack the lich, but stood in place to activate his soul power, locking on Roger to bless the dragon power technique.

The Lich's Mirror Spell only has a confusing effect, and does not possess true spellcasting abilities.

Wren could see through at a glance that the one on the left was the lich's body.

He was about to remind Roger which was the main body, but saw Roger go straight to the left, apparently recognizing it.

Roger's speed was extremely fast, and the strength of the legendary powerhouse was fully exerted, faster than Wren's charge, and he was in front of the lich body in the blink of an eye.

The lich did not expect this to be the case, forcibly aborted the half-cast spell, and the figure disappeared from the spot in a flash.

Flash.

Roger's silver sword missed, and with a sweep of the situation, the two mirror images were shattered, and they became phantom shatters like bubbles.

He stopped, and when he looked back, the lich flashed onto the roof of a building outside the temple, and passed directly through the three of them, becoming closer to Zoltan.

"Legendary Witcher ......"

The lich let out a scream, as if frightened, and the flames in its eye sockets beat violently.

Zoltan heard the sound and turned to shoot wildly at it.

Bullets burst through the lich's shield, and although they failed to break the shield, they caused the lich to retreat again and again, unable to concentrate on casting spells.

Roger took a step and was about to chase after him, when he suddenly sensed something, and looked up to see an illusory giant dragon head head falling, a layer of colored dragon scales appeared on his skin, and the strength of his whole body skyrocketed, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

He glanced at Wren in surprise, nodded slightly, and ran towards the lich with his sword in hand.

At this time, five or six resentful spirits had already pounced in front of them, and one by one the translucent resentful spirit claws were almost about to fall on Wren's body.

Bang.

A wave of lilac energy erupted from Wren's belt, and the violent energy shock wave directly shattered the resentful spirits within the range, and the surrounding area was immediately emptied.

Wren swung his hammer and charged at the corpse golems at the temple gates.

The heavy hammer slammed into the air and slammed into the front golem. This corpse puppet was very tall, wearing most of the rotten armor, it should have been a mid-level iron guard when it was alive, but after being turned into a corpse puppet, its strength plummeted, and the war hammer smashed into its head, and it was torn apart in an instant.

Warhammer's chill erupted, freezing all the nearby corpse golems.

Wren's war hammer smashed and swept away, and in two or three strokes, all the corpse golems were smashed into pieces, cleaning out the undead who were in the way.

These wraiths and golems are weak compared to the lich itself.

Wren looked back and saw that the lich's position had changed again, flashing in front of the idol of Hamar, who did not dare to blaspheme the gods, but stood on the shoulder of the idol.

This action immediately angered Zoltan, who let out a roar of rage.

The lich looked down on Zoltan and cast an "evil gaze", and Zoltan was immediately paralyzed, as if he was frozen, and only his eyes could move.

Before Roger could reach him, the lich quickly flipped through the rune book in his hand, and uttered a short incantation in his mouth, and a rotten aura spread from beneath its feet, and the idol and the ground turned gray, enveloping a large area.

The Blighted Lands!

Zoltan was in the withered land, a wisp of gray crawled on his face, the whole person withered, and the life force passed quickly.

Unleashed two spells in a row, and Roger had already killed in front of him.

The witcher stepped on the idol, and the silver sword lit up, and the sword was close at hand.

However, this time, instead of using the flash to escape, the lich let out a shrill laugh: "Let's die first!"

With a frantic cry, Roger's silver sword sliced through the lich's shield like a hot knife cutting through cheese, slicing into the lich's body.

The lich turned a blind eye to this, and fired a gray ray from the tip of its staff, aiming at the immobile Zoltan.

As soon as the spell ended, the Lich's figure vanished again before being cut off by the Silver Sword.

It appeared in the distance, staggering, and before it bothered to re-shield itself, it smug itself back, wanting to see the Death Ray kill the dwarf.

To its surprise, the ray did not hit the dwarf.

A tall figure rushed past the dwarf at great speed, taking the dwarf out of the range of the withered lands, and the ray hit the ground by a fraction of a second.

"Ah......h

The lich's eyes lit with flames and a cry of rage.

It desperately wanted to kill an enemy, harvest its soul, sacrifice it to its own life guard, and maintain its existence, but it was destroyed.

"I'm going to kill this lich with my own hands, smash its life guard, and scatter its ashes!"

Zoltan freed himself from the evil gaze, lifted the paralyzing effect, and yelled.

He was afraid for a while that if Wren hadn't arrived in time, he would have died.

"Its flash has almost no gap between casts, and it's not easy to kill it. In Wren's soul eyes, he could clearly see the elements of the lich, especially the flash, this three-ring spell was used extremely skillfully, and he even suspected that this lich had spent all his time practicing flashes in the fortress for hundreds of years.

Without a counter-flash, it is difficult to attack the Lich.

"Hmph, leave it to me. ”

Roger jumped off the idol with his sword in hand, and his figure flashed, diving into the darkness and disappearing from view.

It's Shadow Escape!

Wren finally understood why he hadn't noticed Roger when he had killed Esperger outside of Lonzed that night.

It turned out that Roger had mastered the elements of shadow escape.

A stealthy witcher may sound incredible, but it's not impossible.

Shadow escape is not an exclusive element of the shadow warrior, as long as you are confident that you can fuse and are not afraid of element conflicts, any transcendent person can choose the main soul of other professions as their secondary soul in addition to the main soul.

In this way, you can have the abilities of different classes at the same time, but it is extremely difficult.

However, for the current Wren, the shadow escape has no effect at all, and with the blessing of the will of truth, he can see through Roger's shadow escape at a glance, and is quietly approaching the lich from the other direction.

He pretended not to know, and performed the Dragon Power Technique twice in a row, blessing himself and Zoltan respectively.

The two teamed up with Roger and launched an attack on the lich.

Wren ran wildly through the wide streets, the ground trembling like a heavy rhino charging.

On the other side, the lich notices Roger's disappearance and immediately flips the rune book to cast a spell.

Two breaths later, a dark green aura appeared from beneath its feet.

Wren, who was running wildly, recognized this spell, the "Ring of Weak Energy" of the Four Rings, and any target touched by the aura will be corroded by the energy of death, weakening the power and corroding the mind at the same time.

The Ring of Weakness rapidly expands, and the air twists to protect the Lich from within.

Roger stopped outside the halo, waiting for his moment.

Wren rushed past him and charged as he was about to enter the Ring of Weakness.

A swipe.

Wren's figure disappeared first, and then appeared in the range of the aura, and the death energy entwined, causing his speed to decrease somewhat, and a stream of evil aura penetrated into his skin, which was blocked by the dragon scale skin, slightly weakening his physical strength, but still resolutely rushed towards the lich.

The flames in the lich's eyes pulsed, unleashing an evil stare at Wren.

This is the most common way for spellcasters to fight, first controlling the enemy, and then calmly casting a spell to kill.

The Evil Gaze is a rare-grade three-ring spell that only spellcasters who believe in the Lord of the Necromancy, including Dark Wizards and Necromancers, have a chance to master.

The Lich has been studying this spell for decades, and it has long since reached the point of instantaneousness, and with just a glance, it can freeze most enemies, and never misses.

This time, however, the evil gaze was ineffective.

The spell obviously locked on this young human, and the soul power was also consumed, but it was as if it had not been cast, and the other party was still charging!

Moreover, the Corrosive Mind of the Ring of Weak Energy doesn't seem to be working, just slowing it down slightly.

The lich had no idea of this, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Before he could figure out what was going on, Wren had already rushed closer, and after only two or three meters, the warhammer was about to smash down.

"Flash mob. ”

The Lich had to abandon the Ring of Weakness and take the risk to face the legendary Witcher hiding in the shadows.

However, before the thought could fall, a rainbow-like ray suddenly burst out and hit its shield, the light of the ray blinded its vision, and the two flames in its eyes were nearly extinguished.

"This guy turned out to be a wizard......"

In a panic, the lich flashed.

Invisible to the eye, it flashed into a random corner without being chosen.

An extremely fast silver sword light flew over, instantly breaking through the lich's shield.

Sensing the danger, the lich panicked, and the soul power caused by too many spells flashed again.

This time, the distance of the flash is short.

As soon as the lich stood still, just as the blinding effect ended, the flames in its eye sockets returned, and when it saw clearly, a blue-white warhammer rapidly enlarged in its field of vision.

Syllable!

There was a crisp thud, and the lich's head was shattered.

There was no brain, no blood, just a skinny, headless corpse slowly falling.

Wren was afraid of an accident, this was an undead creature after all, and raised his war hammer and quickly slammed it twice, smashing the lich's corpse into a pile of pieces.

Luo Ming was next to him, in fact, he was only half a step slower than Wren.

Even without Wren, the Lich would not have escaped his next sword slash.

Roger was a little surprised how Wren did it, and actually relied on the charge, half a step faster than himself to detect the lich's flashing point, and the timing was just right.

At this time, Zoltan also rushed over, his speed was the slowest, so he didn't make much effort.

"Phew!"

The dwarf spat at the lich's corpse and asked, "Is this thing dead?"

"I'm afraid not yet. Roger shook his head slowly, looked at the temple, and said, "Killing the lich's body is only the first step, its life guard must be found, otherwise it will be resurrected in a few days." ”

Wren is also sure of this.

Because he did not absorb the soul of this lich, after its death, the soul disappeared directly.

"If it dares to desecrate the temple and the idol of Hamar, I must find its life guard and kill it completely. Zoltan scolded hatefully, he was a believer in Hamar, and all dwarves could not tolerate such blasphemers.

It's just that it's very difficult to find the life guard.

This lich is trapped in an underground fortress, and its lifeguard is definitely inside the fortress as well, from the third to the fifth, everywhere possible. These three floors are the size of half a city, and the lifeguard is generally only as small as a palm, which is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zoltan asked, "How long will it take for the lich to come back to life?"

"Three to seven days. Wren replied that he had read the Lich in books.

"Let's go and find the life guard. Burning his eyebrows at this, Zoltan turned around and rushed into the temple of Hamar, searching for the place where the lich had been hiding.

Roger was also patrolling around.

Wren was unhurried, picking up the lich's staff and runes.

These two are good enchantment equipment, especially rune books, which are the best equipment, and there are five spells recorded on the surface, although a few are undead, but you can ask the enchantment master to replace them with other spells, at least one or two thousand gold shields can be sold.

The lich's robes are also enchanted equipment, but they are dirty and smelly, and they are almost broken by the beating just now, and Wren can't see it.

After collecting the loot, Wren also began to search for the life guard.

He didn't look blindly, the eye of the soul was opened with all his might, and the eye of truth attached to the will of truth, cooperated with each other, and immediately found the clue.

An extremely faint soul power floated out of the lich's corpse and headed in one direction.

Wren traced along this thread-like thread of soul energy.

Moments later, he arrived at his destination.

Surprisingly, the lich didn't put his armor crate far away, but in this cavern, hidden under a very remote stone building, covered with stone slabs, and piled up with a large amount of rubble, which looked like ruins.

Wren removed the rubble and smashed the slab with a hammer, revealing the steps leading to the floor.

Scanning carefully to make sure there were no magic traps, he entered the basement and saw an altar of bones made of bones.

The altar has a palm-sized black box, like a jewelry box, engraved with runes and magic marks on the outside, exuding the aura of the power of death.

At this point, the lifeguard is active.

A large amount of flickering dust emerged from the lifeguard, condensed and combined with the power of death, slowly forming a thin humanoid silhouette.

"Found it!"

Wren chuckled, staring at the life guard and licking his lips.

In his eyes, this is not a lich's lifeguard, but an oversized mobile power bank!