Rumble!

There was no false head-on collision between the two sides.

In a moment, the roar of the centaur, the howl of the ice wolf, the clash of swords and scimitars, the collision of muscles, the shattering of bones, the screams of pain from being trampled to death...... All kinds of sounds are mixed together, like two torrents converging, there is no gap between each other, crazy fighting.

The stalemate on the line of charge lasted only a few seconds.

Because hundreds of people died under Wren's war hammer and lightning, there was a gap in the formation of the Ice Wolf Knights, facing more centaurs than their own, and after a face, they were suddenly at a disadvantage.

The centaurs followed one after the other, slamming into the ice breath of the Icewolf. They built up more power in the charge, and most of them outnumbered the Icewolf, wielding a giant scimitar and slashing at the Icewolf's head or neck.

Blood splattered out, mixed with wolf howls.

The swordsman on the back of the ice wolf was forced to land, and even if he blocked the scimitar swing of the centaur, he was trampled to death by countless horses' hooves in the next second.

Some of the Ice Wolf Swordsmen fought back frantically and also killed the centaurs.

But in the face of centaurs who were several times their size, this was just a little bit of a stretch, lacking the support of their companions behind them, and they were quickly drowned under the siege of centaurs and trampled into pulp.

Before dying, the Ice Wolf Swordsman's gaze penetrated the gaps between the horses' hooves, and when he looked back, he only saw clusters of lightning bursts.

Several tall figures in blood-colored cloaks wielded warhammers and slaughtered their brothers.

This was the last image they saw, and their minds were plunged into boundless darkness.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and gradually, the momentum of the centaur overwhelmed the Ice Wolf Knights, unstoppable like a torrent, the scimitar harvested the enemy's life, and the running speed slowly accelerated, breaking open a huge gap in the Ice Wolf Knights, and it was about to cut the enemy in half.

In front of the centaur, Wren and Mirror Kill Mass.

He charged in the back against the Ice Wolf Knights, and in the tooth-aching sound of bones shattering, he easily smashed a bloody path, leaving broken corpses all over the ground.

As he charged, the hammer smashed into the head of an ice wolf.

Bang!

The huge wolf head instantly exploded into flesh foam, and on its back was a tenth-level ice wolf swordsman, he shouted, white ice formed on the long sword, the sword wind was like frost, and a sword stabbed Wren in the chest.

With a clang, the frost sword was opened.

Wren was intact, not even his skin had been punctured.

The legendary Ice Wolf Swordsman had an expression of disbelief on his face, and Wren's hammer swept through, smashing his sword to pieces as thick lightning erupted at the same time.

Under the tenth-level power, the lightning power of the Thunder Heavy Strike is no less than the six-ring spell, even if Wren intends to expand the killing range and make the lightning power decrease, but few Ice Wolf Swordsmen can withstand it. Even if a few extremely resistant enemies are still alive, they are seriously injured and lose their combat effectiveness, and can only wait to be trampled to death by centaurs.

Boom, boom, boom......

After each thunderous blow, the enemy within a few tens of meters is swept away.

The power and damage of the mirror image are only half of the body, and the thunder heavy attack can only reach the four rings, and the killing range is only one-third of the body, but a single bombardment can also kill twenty or thirty ice wolf sword masters.

Wren and Mirror Charge three times in a row, forcing a fault in the formation of the Ice Wolf Knights.

When the centaurs reached this fault, they suddenly found that the enemy in front of them was gone, and when they looked up, they saw that there were at least seven or eight hundred ice wolves and their knights dead at the hands of Wren.

Six identical Wren stood among the corpses, covered in blood, and their cloaks soaked in blood.

The centaurs' eyes were filled with awe.

"Kill!"

The centaur chieftain Nahazi shouted, and rushed forward non-stop, and with a single blow, he could wipe out the humans riding the giant wolf.

They followed closely behind Wren, machetes in high aloft, and launched an even more ferocious charge through the corpses of their enemies.

The Ice Wolf Knights were hit so hard that they still didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

Wren also had to admire these ice wolf swordsmen who were not afraid of death, and the eye of the soul saw that everyone's fire of faith was burning fiercely, revealing the top of their heads, and gathering together to point to a great existence in the void, without thinking about it, it must be the "God of Winter and the North Wind" Yuriel.

At this moment, this god, known for his ruthlessness and ferocity, is most likely watching this battle.

Wren originally wanted to fish in mixed waters, and took the opportunity to secretly absorb a part of his soul into electricity, but when he saw this scene, he seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water on his head and extinguished his mind.

If the "God of the North Wind" senses the loss of the believer's soul, and he disregards the warnings of the goddess of magic, he descends the incarnation, or even ends up in person, then it will be a big problem.

Not only will you be targeted by the gods, but even the goddess of magic will be suspicious.

Plundering souls, this is something that only the Abyss Evil God would do!

"What a pity!"

Wren said secretly, since entering Congatro, after many battles, at least tens of thousands of people who died around can absorb and recharge, including many legends, if they are all devoured, they can even fill a thousand soul power pools, but he has never dared to act rashly.

This Dragonborn Restoration War is deeply concerned by the Seven Gods of Congatro, and the actions of mortals are under the eyelids of the gods, and the goddess of magic may also be secretly peeping.

For the sake of your own life, it's better to be cautious.

Wren thought about it, the movements in his hands unconsciously slowed down by half a beat, and dozens of ice wolves rushed in front of him again, they opened their bloody mouths, sprayed cold ice and breathed wildly, and the swordsmen on their backs swung their swords and slashed out ice blades, slashing their heads and faces.

Shout!

With a whistling sound, Wren raised his hand, and his fingertips condensed a ball of colored light, from which burst out a ray as thick as an arm.

The rainbow rays of the five rings extend to forty meters in length!

Wren swept in front of him with a wave of his hand, as if wielding a forty-meter-long colored broadsword, the straight ray was like the sharpest sword blade in the world, sweeping it away, instantly cutting the bodies of the ice wolf and the swordsman in two, the cut was flat and smooth, and fell to the ground in pieces.

Anyone who is killed by the rainbow rays or a wolf has various negative effects on the corpse, petrified, burned, frozen, poisoned...... The deaths vary.

The rainbow rays lasted for four or five seconds, and not a single wolf or human could still stand in front of Wren.

Mirrors also release rays that clear the surrounding enemies.

There are also mirror casters who throw electric explosion orbs, which fall into the Ice Wolf Knights behind and explode, or flash directly into the crowd, and the war hammer smashes the ground, bursting out with large bursts of lightning.

A legendary transcendent who was almost invincible under the Holy Soul was almost a catastrophe for an ice wolf swordsman who only had a beginner or intermediate rank, and they didn't even have a chance to escape. There are also legendary leaders in the Ice Wolf Knights, but they are only at the beginning of the Legends, and it is not much more difficult for Wren to kill them than it is to kill other Ice Wolf Swordsmen.

The disparity in power is so great that the number of people loses its meaning.

The pressure of the centaurs became extremely light, and the enemies they killed together were not as great as those killed by Wren alone.

Wren continued to charge forward, suddenly sensing a hint of danger.

He turned his head to look at the corpse of an ice wolf not far from his feet, and with a bang, the wolf corpse exploded into a cloud of broken ice, each piece of broken ice condensed into ice spikes with blood in the middle of a small arm, shooting overwhelmingly, leaving no dead ends.

Even with Wren's reaction speed, there was no time to dodge.

The blood-colored ice thorns hit his body, instantly shattering into powder, leaving white marks one after another.

Wren flew back quickly, catching a figure in the ice spikes in the sky, a middle-aged man with a grim face, wearing leather armor, long hair tied back his head, without a trace of emotional fluctuations in his eyes, and holding a two-handed giant sword in his hand that seemed to be made of solid ice.

This transparent giant sword was not ordinary at first glance, and the blade flowed with a cold light like a moving substance, which was obviously extremely sharp.

It held it in the opponent's hand and swung out a cold sword aura!

The invisible cold light sword qi was mixed with countless ice spikes, and even the figure of the sword master was also gone, the effect was comparable to stealth technique, if Wren did not have the soul eye and the will of truth, it would be difficult to detect the existence of the other party.

He recognized the identity of the enemy at a glance.

"Duke Brandon!"

This is Malke's staunchest ally, Bolo Brandon, the leader of the Ice Wolf Knights, known as the most talented swordsman in the Principality of Brandon for hundreds of years, not only superb swordsmanship, but also nearly invincible in Congatro, and his professional level has also reached level nineteen, he is a legendary high-level ice wolf swordsman!

The giant sword in Duke Brandon's hand also has a great origin, it is an epic weapon inherited by the Brandon family, called the "Ice Greatsword", which is extremely sharp and comes with seven ice spells, which is no less powerful than some slightly weaker legendary weapons.

The cold light sword qi flashed, tearing the air silently.

Wren didn't have to think about it, and with a flash, he flashed to a mirror image on the side.

The transparent sword qi slashed into the air, and the corpses on the ground were neatly broken, and a sword mark more than ten meters long appeared, which seemed to be subtle but bottomless, and instantly formed a thick layer of frost, freezing the corpses that were split by the sword marks into powder.

Wren's heart jumped, this sword was not only sharp but also terrifyingly cold.

Duke Brandon's slender figure and speed were extremely dexterous, and with a sword splitting through the air, his figure rushed forward, as if he was fused with the ice giant sword, and his figure disappeared again.

"Awesome!"

Wren secretly praised, but his face did not rise or fall in the slightest.

This trick may be very useful for others, but when he ran into himself, he could not hide in the eyes of the will of truth and the soul, and his eyes locked on the trail of Duke Brandon, and the speed of the other party was comparable to a flash, and he killed his side in an instant.

The silent sword qi killed people invisibly, and it didn't even cause a ripple.

"Roar!"

Wren suddenly turned his head and let out a dragon roar at the stealthy Duke Brandon.

The sound that was visible to the naked eye carried the dragon power, and the head and face impacted Duke Brandon's mind, and suddenly, the sword qi was stagnant, and the body shape was also exposed.

At the same time, the mirror image next to him raised his foot and stomped on it, and the shockwave stomped the ground down a few inches.

Not far away, another mirror image threw a thunderclap!

Bang!

Duke Brandon was forced to land, and the shockwave hit him without causing any damage, but the ground subsidence caused him to stagger under his feet, and before he could stand firmly, a thunderbolt exploded above his head.

With three different impacts in a row, Duke Bran was caught off guard, and his sword qi was completely broken.

Wren took a big step forward, ignoring the remaining sword qi, picked up the war hammer and smashed it at Duke Brandon's head, this hammer was so powerful that the air on the hammer head was crushed, and Duke Brandon's face was deformed, but there was no trace of panic in his eyes, as calm as ice.

When!

The warhammer was blocked by the Ice Greatsword, and it burst out with a loud bang.

Duke Bran's hands shook violently, and the greatsword almost came out of his hand, which was the result of him unloading most of his strength. Wren's warhammer continued to fall, and the corner of the attack was deflected off by the greatsword, and the blade smashed into Duke Brandon's chest.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Duke Brandon was smashed and flew out.

A thick layer of ice armor appeared on his body, which was the Ice Giant Sword's attached five-ring ice armor technique, and its defense was extremely strong, but it was shattered by the war hammer, and the force penetrated through and smashed his chest into a bloody blur.

Duke Brandon, who was in mid-air, swung his ice greatsword, and the figure disappeared.

In the next second, he landed a hundred meters away, looked down at the injury in his chest, and the intense pain finally made his face ripple, and it was hard to imagine what would happen to him if this hammer was hit solidly.

Duke Brandon raised his hand to wipe the wound, and the frost froze and bleed.

Before he could catch his breath, Wren disappeared from his eyes.

The three mirror images of Wren nearby were also surrounded, either they launched a flash, or they were casting spells, Duke Brandon had a loud alarm in his heart, and the reverse ice giant sword was inserted into the ground, and in a blink of an eye, a cold white mist appeared in the space within a radius of a hundred meters to block the field of vision, the wind howled, the ground was frozen, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Six Rings Spell Ice Wind Cold Wave!

At this time, dozens of centaurs rushed into the cold mist, and were instantly frozen into ice sculptures, and a gust of wind blew and turned into powder and sprinkled down.

The spells cast by the two mirror images fell into it and were blown away by the ice wind.

In the cold wave, Duke Brandon's figure wandered rapidly in the white mist, constantly activating the spells of the Ice Greatsword, and countless ice spears, ice spikes, and ice blades raged the area, as if endless.

Finally, a ring of frost spread out and hit a figure.

None other than Wren.

The Ice Ring froze Wren's feet to the ground, but it was ineffective, and he shattered the ice as soon as he lifted his foot, instantly finding out where Duke Brandon was, and throwing the hammer with all his might.

The heavy hammer burst through the air and struck Duke Brandon in the chest, shattering the armor of the bodyguard.

There was a bang.

Duke Brandon's body burst and fell into a piece of broken ice without shedding a drop of blood. Wren's face was stunned for a moment, and an invisible sword aura emerged from the ice mist behind him, and the extremely sharp blade cut him off, but it also did not bleed and disappeared into nothing.

"It's a mirror image!"

Duke Brandon was in a bad mood, and he wanted to be invisible again but it was too late.

A huge lightning claw flew from outside the ice mist, grabbing Duke Brandon's back with precision, the electricity on the giant claw paralyzed his whole body, and despite the resistance of the ice armor, his body involuntarily sluggish, and his motor reaction slowed down by half a beat.

He watched as he was dragged out of the ice mist, and saw the electric claw spell coming out of Wren's hand, and there were two Wren nearby, but he didn't know which was the main body and which was the mirror image.

The three Wren flashed closer, wielding their hammers.