From the promotion of the Swiftness Element to the seventh level, to Wren's sudden acceleration and almost killing the Marquis of Giliu with a single blow, it all happened so fast that it was only a few seconds in total.

The Storm Priest sensed the danger of the Marquis of Giliu, but was too late to help.

As Wren rushed towards her, he saw her stun Estan with a thunderbolt, and then unleashed a whirlwind that sent Estan into the air.

At his current speed, starting the "Dash Run" is almost as fast as a charge.

In an instant, Wren closed the distance.

However, when he came within ten steps, lightning suddenly burst from the ground and wrapped around his feet, as if he was stuck in some kind of quagmire, and his body became extremely heavy, causing his speed to plummet.

"Electrostatic field!"

Wren glanced at the orb beside the Storm Priest and immediately saw the source of this spell.

It was only now that the Storm Priest reacted.

A little surprise flashed in her eyes, and she raised her hand to instantly send out a "lightning arc", and the lightning with the thickness of her arm hit Wren's body, but it was blocked by the thorn electric armor and dragon scale skin.

Wren resisted the current, approaching step by step.

Seeing that the Warhammer would be able to obtain the Storm Priestess, she did not dare to stay any longer, and with a snap, her figure turned into a golden lightning bolt and disappeared.

The static power then disappeared, and Wren was relieved.

He turned his head to see that the Storm Priest had appeared on a staircase more than thirty meters away, and as soon as she stood still, a huge fireball flew down from the roof!

It's Emily's spell.

She doesn't know how to fly, but the dragon's roar can make the enemy dare not fly in front of her, so she adopts the strategy of occupying the high ground, standing on the top of the building, both to prevent the Storm Priest from flying into the sky, and to bombard it with spells from a high place.

At this time, Emilys's body was already half-dragonized.

A layer of real dragon scales grew from the skin below her neck, her pupils turned golden, a pair of small red dragon horns on her forehead, her fingernails were like sharp claws, and her whole body exuded the breath of a dragon, with a terrifying power.

A gorgeous scepter in the shape of a dragon's claw was held in her hand, and the dragon's claw was clasped with a reddish spar, and a large amount of fire elements were attached to the surface of the spar, as if forming a flame, which was extremely dazzling.

Every time Emilys swung her scepter, a fireball was formed, and the spell was cast quickly and steadily, almost instantaneously, and the power of the fireball was also amazing.

Rumble!

This time, the Storm Priest didn't have time to escape, and was solidly hit by the fireball.

A layer of rippling water shrouded the Storm Priest, and most of the power generated by the explosion of the fireball was resisted by the water shield.

A second fireball followed, blasting her into a roadside building.

Astan broke free from the whirlwind and fell from the sky, sword in hand, about to rush in and attack the Storm Priest in close quarters.

"Don't go. ”

Wren quickly reminded.

Astan's swordsmanship is undeniably superb, but when it comes to spellcasters, his swordsmanship is not so useful.

This is a shortcoming of all melee classes.

Ehrenus is a real world, not a game world, there is no such thing as class balance at all, there are high and low classes in the transcendent class, the caster always has the initiative, and the strength is higher than the melee class.

The higher the level, the harder it is to fight.

The caster's methods are endless, and a single flying spell can make most melee classes helpless.

Even if you get close to the caster, how to break the shield is a big problem.

Not to mention all kinds of control spells, the caster has a hundred ways to torture and kill the melee combatant.

The most tragic thing is the Iron Guard and the Berserker, their professional experience is simply a miserable and sad history of blood and tears, what "Heaven to the left, warriors to the right", in fact, there is no way out, shouting out to comfort themselves.

After shouting, he died on the way to the charge.

This storm priest is not only a spellcaster, but also a priest, a transcendent profession created by the gods that is far more powerful than the usual transcendents.

A pure swordsman like Astan, for him to face the Storm Priest alone, is almost to death.

As soon as Wren finished speaking, hundreds of transparent wind blades erupted from inside the building.

Each wind blade is half a meter long and translucent, forming a web of blades with no dead ends, and everything that stands in its way is cut into pieces.

This is the four-ring spell "Wind of the Blade".

A cold sweat broke out behind Astan's back, if it wasn't for Wren screaming, he would definitely not be able to dodge when he rushed in, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Wren was not afraid of this.

As soon as the wind of the blade passed, he immediately rushed in with his war hammer, only to be met with a thunderbolt that blasted him back.

Because of the protection of the will of truth, Wren was not dizzy and conscious, but his ears were shocked to the point of blood.

"it!"

He felt helpless, this is the normal situation of the average melee fighter facing the caster.

The Thunder Spell is cast quickly and widely, the huge sound wave makes people deaf and dizzy, and it also comes with a powerful shock wave that can knock people down and fly, which is really unguardable.

It was simply the best control spell he had ever seen.

If it weren't for the will to truth, this thundering technique alone might not be able to withstand it, and other melee classes would have to wait for death.

Fortunately, the effective distance of the Thunder Technique is relatively close.

Otherwise, you don't have to fight.

Wren landed and stepped back, deciding not to play melee with the Storm Priest, and even if he rushed over, the Storm Priest had static power around him, and he couldn't get close to a single kill, so she pulled away with a flash of lightning.

Glancing up at Emilys, she immediately understood, and a flame rose under her feet to envelop her body, triggering the "Flame Flashing Technique", like a flame flashing to the ground in an instant.

"Force her out. ”

Wren said, putting the hammer into the dimensional ring, and then took out Rambo's spear.

With the gun in your hand and the ammunition box on your back, it takes a little time.

Emilys wielded the Dragonclaw Scepter, and one fireball after another flew in, only to be blocked by a violent wall of wind, which exploded on the wall but failed to destroy it immediately.

Behind the wind wall, the Storm Priest took out a shell-like object and chanted a spell to activate it.

A tall otherworldly gate was opened, and sea water poured out of the door as if it had burst an embankment, and a dozen strange creatures swam out of the water.

The creature had a humanoid head, a head like a hideous fish's head, a mouth with sharp teeth, a stout human on the upper body, and a snake's tail on the lower body, covered with smooth scales and colorful colors, with a row of fins on its back, strong arms holding a long iron halberd, and yellow eyes full of tyranny.

They swim fast in the water, and as soon as they land, they are immediately supported by their tails like cobras, and they are more than two meters tall.

Wren had seen this creature in a book, called a Naga.

They are the most well-known sea tribe, belonging to the intelligent race, they can be found in all seas of the world, live underwater all year round, and rarely communicate with foreign races.

Naga are devotees of the god of the sea, and they will follow the orders of the storm priests.

At this time, the wall of wind was finally blown open by the fireball, and the sea water surged out, and the group of Naga rushed out with halberds and rushed straight to the three of Rennes.

Emilys was about to throw a fireball when she heard a dense burst of gunfire.

Dada......

Countless invisible bullets were fired at the Nagas, their bodies bursting with blood, their bodies pierced, their limbs broken, their mouths screaming in pain, and then they fell like they had been harvested, blood staining large swaths of the sea on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Emilys and Stan's were stunned.

They had all heard that Wren had a legendary soul spear, and they also knew that he relied on this weapon to kill more than a hundred transcendents in a very short period of time, including even a legendary wizard, and capture the Blue Water High Castle.

However, when they actually saw it with their own eyes, they were still blown away.

"Don't let her run!"

Wren reminded Emilys as he strafed.

After the storm priest summoned these nagas, she could have blocked them for a while, at least to form a disturbance, but she didn't expect to be killed in a blink of an eye, and the terrifying body of the spear came into her ears, knocking on her heart again and again, and she suddenly had the intention of retreating.

With a snap, she turned into lightning bolts and flashed out of the building.

This time the lightning flashed, and the Storm Priest deliberately chose to stay in the air, as far away from Emilys as possible, and as soon as he appeared, he immediately blessed himself with flying skills and flew into the sky.

"Hello!"

Emilys let out a dragon roar at her, but it was half a beat slower, and the roar missed the target.

The Storm Priestess's body shook for a moment, but she didn't fall, and she breathed a sigh of relief, creating a whirlwind behind her to speed up her flight.

Wren immediately turned the muzzle of the gun upwards.

Metal bullets poured out and struck the surface of the Storm Priest's water shield, causing violent ripples.

Each bullet is as powerful as an Arcane Missile, and perhaps for a legendary, a single Arcane Missile can be ignored, but when the frequency of attacks reaches four or five times per second, and the attacks are always at the same point, creating a resonance effect, it is terrifying.

The storm priestess's water shield fluctuated more and more, and the shield was connected to her spirit, and her soul power fell rapidly as if a valve had been opened.

The fierce vibration of her soul power made it difficult for her to even cast spells.

The Storm Priest's face turned pale, desperately changing his flight path in the sky, dodging left and right, trying to avoid some bullets.

But no matter how she flies, Wren's muzzle is always firmly locked onto the target, and his hands are as steady as a mountain.

The guns roared incessantly, and the bullets followed like shadows, frantically hitting the same point of the water shield, and in just a few seconds, the shield became thinner and thinner, and it seemed that it was about to be broken.

"Ahh

The Storm Priest screamed, only to send a flash of lightning, descending, and hiding in a room.

Wren let go of the trigger, and the gunfire finally stopped.

By this time, Emilys had already chased after her, and after a flash of fire, she fell to the roof of the building and once again occupied the high ground. The dragon claw scepter in her hand flowed red and began to cast the spell.

A flame burst took shape a few seconds later and was thrown into the room.

As soon as the Storm Priest could catch his breath in the explosion, he was blown up, and the lightning shone and fell to the ground, trying to use some of the obstacles on the ground as cover to avoid Wren's shots.

However, Wren had already guessed what she was thinking.

With both feet slamming on the ground, the whole person jumped up in the air, flashed, and landed lightly on the bell tower not far away.

This is the highest point in the harbor, and it is commanding with an unobstructed view of the entire harbor.

Rambo's spear spewed out a ferocious flame, and the bullets shot at the storm priest on the ground at a speed that was unattainable to the naked eye.

Dada......

The sound of gunfire spread throughout the port, and at this moment, countless guests, mercenaries, transcendents, dock workers, and merchants hiding in various harbor buildings and surface ships saw the image of Wren standing on the top of the clock tower, shooting a legendary transcendent from a distance.

It's a scene that people will never forget.

Most of the harbor is an open road, and there is not much to hide.

The Storm Priestess flew close to the ground, and before she could go far, she was hit by a steady stream of bullets, and her shield began to vibrate again, severely affecting her spell casting.

She barely used another flash of lightning and fled forward for dozens of meters.

But the effective range of Rambo's gun reached 800 meters, and this flash distance was useless, and the bullet was still like an appendage, frantically hitting the shield, and it couldn't be shaken off.

At this point, Emilys completed a spell cast.

With no one interfering, she calculated the amount of advance, and a burst of flame exploded like a meteor beside the Storm Priest.

Flames erupted, and the ground shook.

Under the double bombardment, the Storm Priest's water shield finally shattered like a bubble, and the bullets that followed her, knocking her to the ground, but not penetrating her body.

A faint layer of armor emerges from the Storm Priest's skin.

Wind Armor!

This is the last line of protection, armor spells are mainly used to improve resistance, physical defense is not as good as shields, just a second or two, the armor is defeated.

The Storm Priest was immediately shot with a bloody hole.

Wren fine-tuned the muzzle of his gun and was about to shoot a bullet at her head when a pillar of lilac light fell from the sky and covered the Storm Priest, but the bullet hit the pillar of light and disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

Emilys' fireballs had no effect either.

"Fixed-point teleportation, someone is saving her!"

Wren's heart tightened.

Seeing that the Storm Priest was about to be teleported away, and the bullets could no longer hurt her, Wren gritted his teeth, not forgetting the demon spirit he still wanted.

The Storm Priestess fell into a coma, and her three orbs landed not far away, and the pillar of light expanded outward, as if to take the orb in and take it with her.

With a few clicks, the bullet made a crater in the ground, and the dirt knocked one of the orbs out of the way.

Wren controlled it just right, and with a few shots in a row, the orb was getting farther and farther away from the Storm Priest.

After a few seconds, the beam of light converges.

The figure of the Storm Priest vanished, and the orb landed on the ground not far away, not taken away.

Wren stopped firing and looked back at the ground, where another pillar of light appeared out of thin air, enveloping the ice barrier of Marquis Giliu. The timing of the fixed-point teleportation technique was extremely skillful, and exactly three minutes later, the ice barrier disappeared, taking the seriously injured Marquis Jiliu with him.

"Haha......"

Wren suddenly laughed, and the two enemies were rescued, but he was not discouraged in the slightest.

Such a clever fixed-point teleportation technique, at least above the seventh ring, is by no means something that ordinary legendary wizards can master, and the Modu nobles made such a big formation, set up a situation to kill themselves, and finally showed their feet.

This bait of oneself attracts big fish to take the bait!

Wren looked up at the floating city in the sky, then his gaze fell, and finally landed on a ship on the water outside the harbor.

If nothing else, the big fish is on this boat.

None of this had anything to do with him, though, and Wren jumped off the clock tower and ran to the place where the Storm Priest had been teleported away, picking up the orb.

When the light blue orb was reached, there was an immediate sense of coolness.

Inside the orb, a yellow demon soul appears and disappears, and seven element runes are hidden inside, each of which is related to the thunder and lightning element.

Wren saw the form of the orb clearly, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What a good thing!"