Accelerated by gravity, Wren's speed is getting faster and faster.

He streaked a diagonal trajectory in the air, the wind howling in his ears, and the friction between his armor and the air began to heat up because of the speed.

The airship is getting closer and closer in view.

Wren took out a bottle of "Fury Beast Blood Elixir" and drank it, his eyes were bloodshot, and he entered a state of rage, and his already very strong and tall body swelled again, reaching more than two meters and three, like a little giant, and the heavy giant axe also became lighter, and he wielded it more easily.

Other than that, he didn't bless himself with any more spells, like a true orc warrior.

The airship was still flying, and when Wren fell within a kilometer, it was finally discovered.

With such a huge threat, it is impossible to hide the sense of a legendary psyker.

A figure flashed onto the deck, and when he looked up, he saw the orcs rapidly approaching in the sky, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and he raised his hand to sound an alarm, waking everyone on the airship.

Wren was also watching each other.

He looked young, less than forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, dressed in a luxurious enchanted robe, and his eyes were calm, even if he sensed the attack of the enemy, he did not panic. The Soul Eye shows that he is a level 11 legendary wizard, a full-time psionics, and a spell outside of the psychic system.

"Rokanan the Legendary Psyker, one of Duke Redstone's youngest students. Wren matched the information he knew.

The people on the airship reacted quickly, and a group of Red Flame Sword Guards rushed out.

There are five other wizards.

Wren saw Phyllis at a glance, she hadn't seen her for almost two years, she hadn't changed much, her pretty face and good posture, and her red curly hair made her stand out in the crowd.

Her strength has also increased from an eighth-level wizard to a ninth-level.

Milton, a former teammate of the Demon Slayer team, followed Phyllis closely, and the relationship between the two was obviously not ordinary.

This convinced Wren that when he was in Longshande the year before last, he reported the evil god believers in vain, and it was because of Milton, an inner ghost. The wizard of Pallas Floating City is really involved with the evil god "Fraudster" Loshi, and is secretly manipulating the conspiracy against the Duke of Silverstar.

Although it is not clear whether it succeeded or not, and what their ultimate goal was, many things are explained.

Wren's brain center was racing.

A legendary psyker, two high-level wizards and three mid-level wizards, and a team of ten Red Flame Sword Guards, all the enemies on the airship.

Today, no one makes it back to Pallas alive.

His fall was getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it was less than five hundred meters, and the wizards on the deck stretched out their shields one after another, waiting for him.

Rokanan suddenly swung his staff, and an invisible force field spread.

This force field obscured the entire airship, and when the light was distorted, the airship disappeared from the sky.

"Advanced invisibility. ”

At the same time, the pilot of the airship was instructed by Rokanan to control the airship to change the direction of flight. This is the best way to deal with it, to avoid the orcs from boarding the airship and causing damage, if the orcs do not have a way to cushion the fall damage, they may just fall to the ground and die.

However, this did not have the slightest effect on Wren.

Under the will of truth, he could still clearly see the position of the airship, adjusted his attitude in mid-air, and slightly changed the direction of the fall.

Rokanan's vision was blocked by the airbag and he couldn't respond in time.

A few seconds later.

The airship's airbag rapidly enlarged in front of Wren's eyes, and he slashed with his head and feet, his hands clenching the giant axe.

Bang!

With a bang, the protective spell of the airbag was instantly slashed by the giant axe, and Wren's body penetrated directly into it, pierced out from under the airbag, and smashed heavily on the top layer of the airship.

The huge falling momentum and the heavy body caused Wren to smash into the belly of the airship from the top level, leaving a large hole several meters in diameter, and the whole airship trembled and slowed down. The airbag was also leaking frantically, and the airship was uncontrollably descending to the ground.

"You go fix the airbags. Rokanan gave orders to the two high-ranking wizards.

Then, he opened an arbitrary door and walked in.

Wren stood up from a pile of airship fragments, shook his head to shake off the impact of the fall, and saw that more than ten meters away in front of him was the airship's magic energy furnace, barely running, a large amount of steam and energy leaking out of the broken pipes, and everywhere was hazy.

This was the power room of the airship, which was originally watched by two mechanics, one of whom was killed on the spot, and the other was knocked unconscious by the shockwave.

He was about to give the Magic Forge an axe and destroy it completely, when out of the corner of his eye, he sensed in advance that any door was about to open.

So he did not hesitate to charge.

Bang bang bang...... Wren's every step made a crack in the wooden floor, and the thousand-pound axe whistled with a terrible howl, and even the air was split in half.

The axe blade flashed and hit the wizard who had just come out of any door.

But the touch from the axe was light, the wizard's figure dissipated like foam, and Wren slashed only an illusion.

"What a high level of alertness!"

He couldn't help but sigh secretly, the biggest advantage of psionics in battle is telepathy, they can always detect danger half a step ahead and make correct judgments.

If you were another wizard, you might be hacked to death as soon as you stepped out of any door.

Wren also has telepathy, which is an ability attached to the will of truth, so he can always be invincible in battle, this is the first time he has met an opponent who also has telepathy, and he has been slightly used without noticing.

He didn't rush through any door to chase and kill. Number Five

Passing through any of the enemy's doors is the most dangerous thing to do, and must not be done until absolutely necessary.

He turned around and went straight to the magic energy furnace of the airship, the giant axe slashed on the top of the tall furnace, and when there was a loud bang, a large spark was splashed, and the furnace was suddenly cut out of a huge crack, the runes on it were extinguished, the energy stopped flowing, and the airship lost power.

Wren jumped on his legs, jumped out of the hole above his head, and landed on the top deck of the airship.

As soon as he landed steadily, several Red Flame Sword Guards had already surrounded him.

These transcendents in enchanted armor and wielding swords, they were instructed by Rokanan to attack without fear of death.

Rokanan himself had been blessed with flying skills, floating in mid-air outside the airship.

"Locktower!"

Wren roared excitedly.

He ignored the flaming sword that fell on him, and the giant axe swept away, terror and power like a hot knife cutting through cream, easily cutting off the two Red Flame Sword Guards in front of him.

During the battle, a familiar light fell overhead.

Banishment!

Wren didn't manage to dodge in time, and the banishment spell created a translucent cage that trapped him in it and prevented him from continuing his attack. Because he didn't wear a blood-colored cloak, and he didn't use the True Dragon Body to increase his spell resistance with all his might, he couldn't resist the banishment spell, and he could only end the level banishment.

Despite this, the banishment spell with only four rings would last less than a second at best.

More Red Flame Sword Guards took the opportunity to surround them.

Rokanan was also preparing his next spell, and Wren took a closer look at the legendary psyker.

This is a typical Nether wizard, with many spells, nearly forty arcane elements, different effects, the number of rings is not very high, and only a few spells have been raised to the upper limit of his wizard rank, that is, the six rings.

Duke Redstone is close to Master Ogulvi, known as the strongest wizard, and his wizards, including himself, have strengthened themselves according to the Nether's philosophy of spellcasting.

The Netherite wizards have many and varied spells, and they advocate outwitting to win.

A second flies by in a flash.

Rokanan was extremely precise in timing his spells, and his spells arrived almost at the same moment as the banishment ended.

Soul blast!

This is the psyker's fame spell, and each psyker must increase the number of rings as their own killing move.

Rokanan's psychic explosion reached the five rings, and the spell casting could be completed in one second, which shows that his talent is so high, I don't know how many enemies have been directly blown off their heads by this spell.

Through the Eye of the Soul, Wren already knew the spell that the other party was going to cast.

He didn't dodge, and let the psychic explosion hit him.

The spell with terrifying power went straight to his head, but it was a mud cow into the sea, and it did not produce any effect, and even his movements did not pause in the slightest.

It's like the spell fails.

Rokanan, who had always remained calm, couldn't help but be stunned, even if this orc had psychic protection and was hit by his own five-ring soul explosion, it would not be like this.

This unexpected mistake had disastrous consequences for the Red Flame Sword Guard.

Wren held the great axe in both hands and roared with a big loop.

The blade of the axe glowed with a cold light.

Destruction Crit!

In an instant, the giant axe slashed out a whirlwind-like light, sweeping over the surrounding Red Flame Sword Guards, whether it was cut at the part protected by enchanted armor or not, it could not stop a single bit, and the giant axe ruthlessly cut off everything in front of it.

The skull flies, the armor shatters, and the stump falls to the ground.

Several Red Flame Sword Guards around him were killed within a breath, and the scene was terrible.

Their dying attacks only left a few white marks on Wren's body.

Warm blood splashed on Wren's hideous face, and he stuck out his tongue and licked it, his eyes full of violent and bloodthirsty desire, as if he was stimulated by the blood even more furious. With a roar, Wren jumped off the top of the airship and headed straight for the few wizards on the lower deck and the remaining Red Flame Sword Guards.

The biggest threat was Rokanan, who flew in mid-air, and as an orc warrior who lacked the means to attack from a distance, Wren ignored it for the time being.

Rokanan was still in disbelief that his Psychic Blasts would fail.

Boom.

Wren's feet had stepped through the cobweb-like cracks in the deck, and as soon as he landed, a few wizards' spells arrived.

Ring of Frost;

arachnology;

greasy surgery;

Arrows of Fire;

Milton was among them, a panocis of all souls, who summoned two giant wolves and a pack of about a dozen ice demon bats to spit out ice arrows at Wren with piercing sound waves.

This sound wave can stun the target, and they can only resist it by will.

Like a true legendary warrior, Wren let the spell fall on him, raised his great axe and charged, shouting, "Lokta!