"No ......"

  Rokanan let out a wail, his eyes glaring as if they were about to crack.

  The other wizards had been killed before, but none of them were as angry as Phyllis's death, and there was still some panic on his face for some unknown reason.

  Wren slashed off Phyllis's head with an axe and stomped on her corpse, and with a bang, the headless corpse seemed to have been smashed into the ground and fell to the ground, and he rebounded and jumped back onto the airship.

  The airship has completely lost power and buoyancy and is falling at a rapid pace.

  Rokannan flew in the distance, his face gloomy.

  He had never suffered such a humiliating defeat in his life, and the enemy had killed everyone but himself, and even the airship representing the floating city of Pallas had to be destroyed. There is also a huge amount of tax money on the airship, which must not be able to be brought back.

  Wren stood on the falling airship, armed with a giant axe, and looked defiantly at the last enemy.

  "Where the hell did you come from?"

  Rokanan asked in a deep voice.

  After all, he was a legendary psyker and a master of the mind, and he quickly regained his composure.

  The scroll that Phyllis used before she died was obviously from the teacher's hand, and the soul splitting technique of the seven rings, even if she blessed the "mind protection" of the five rings, she couldn't bear it, and this spell could even pose a great threat to the Holy Soul Wizard.

  However, Soul Splitting had no effect on the orc.

  Looks like I'm immune.

  Even epic-level psychic protective equipment could not have such an amazing effect, and orcs did not wear similar equipment.

  Then it is the orcs who rely on their own strong will to resist.

  Orcs can't fuse demon souls, but they can master the elements through exercise, and there are not many elements that have a psychic protective effect, the most well-known is the ability element of the "will" series.

  From the rare level of "Indomitable Will", to the advanced to the super level of "Iron Will", and the "will of truth" that all psionics dream of.

  "Will to Truth!"

  Rokanan's eyes widened suddenly, and in shock and then suddenly realized, he exclaimed, "You actually have the will to truth?"

  Wren snorted and didn't respond.

  Seeing him like this, Rokanan was even more confirmed.

  No wonder his mind spells have no effect on orcs, no wonder the other party also has a similar telepathic ability, taking the lead in battle, no wonder the soul splitting scroll can't hurt his soul, it turns out that this orc has the legendary element of the will of truth!

  Rokanan's mood was extremely complicated, surprised, jealous, shocked, and so on.

  This is the will of truth!

  There are so many psionics in Pallas Floating City, who doesn't want to fuse the will of truth? Every psionic is willing to pay any price, as long as they can get this legendary element.

  But for so many years, there has been no second person other than the teacher, and I have never even heard of this element appearing anywhere.

  And now it's finally here.

  Unfortunately, the Will of Truth actually appeared in the body of an orc warrior, and even more unfortunately, this orc was still his own enemy.

  The one who has the will to truth is the absolute nemesis of all psionics.

  Rokanan couldn't understand why an orc who didn't even have the ability to cast spells could have the will to truth, it just didn't make sense.

  "Who the hell are you?" he asked, in a dry voice.

  Naturally, Wren could not answer.

  When Rokanan was questioning, he blessed himself with the true knowledge of the five rings.

  This is the best spell a caster can use to detect their targets, more powerful than Detection and Insight, able to see through disguises, illusions, and invisibility shapes, and get true information, alongside the arcane arcane eye and second only to the will of truth.

  But the true stellar still saw an orc.

  Rokanan didn't doubt the identity of the orc too much, and the dragon roar just now confirmed that the orc in front of him was from the Dragonthroat Clan.

  This is an innate ability that comes with the bloodline of the Dragonthroat Clan, which is sparked through tattoos on the skin.

  But it made him even more confused.

  The corners of Wren's mouth moved slightly, his transformation was the combined effect of the body of steel and the activated metal, it was not a spell, but a change in his appearance and body shape on a substantial level, of course, the true knowledge technique could not see through it.

  Rokanan couldn't figure out the details of the enemy, and his heart became even more jealous.

  He originally used stealth techniques to attack the other party from the shadows or evacuate, but when he thought of the will of truth, he didn't waste his soul power to cast spells.

  The airship is getting closer and closer to the ground.

  Wren quickly picked up a few of the Red Flame Guard's swords on the deck, grabbed them in his hands, and looked up at the sky, the Wind Rider swooped down quickly, passing not far from the airship, he jumped out of the deck, and landed right on the Wind Rider's back.

  A few seconds later.

  Bang!

  With an earth-shattering bang, the airship finally fell to the ground, but fortunately, the magic furnace had long been destroyed and did not explode. Even so, the airship fell from a height of several hundred meters and fell apart, the entire structure almost collapsed, and the pilots of several unconscious airships were not spared.

  Countless pieces of airships were scattered on the ground within a radius of 100 meters, and it was a mess.

  Rokanan hovered in mid-air, watching coldly.

  Wren has at least three ways to attack Rokanan at a distance, but each of them has the potential to reveal his identity beyond the capabilities of a legendary orc warrior.

  "Go!"

  He slapped the Wind Rider hard and flapped his wings and rushed over.

  The Wind Rider's flight speed is already very fast, and it also has the "Breath of the Wind" element, which when activated, the wide wings surge with a pale blue airflow, and the speed increases again.

  In just a few breaths, the Wind Rider approached Rokanan, within a hundred meters.

  Rokanan swung his staff, ready to throw a psychic blast.

  Orcs have the will of truth and are not afraid of psychic spells, but they will never have a problem when used against Wyverns.

  Halfway through the spell, a sign of danger arose.

  Wren, who was riding on the back of the Wind Rider, threw a long sword, a long sword weighing more than twenty pounds, like the most terrible arrow in his hand, even the air was shot, and it shot in front of him in the blink of an eye.

  Rokanan's heart was awe-struck, and he had to give up casting the spell and flash to avoid it.

  He was highly skilled at flashing, able to leap great distances, and by surprise, flashed behind the Wind Rider, out of the orc's field of vision.

  The surrounding scene changed, and the flash was completed.

  Rokanan found that the omen of danger had not gone away, and the telepathy was still alerting him, but before he could react, he saw another long sword shoot in front of him.

  In desperation, he had to force himself to flash again, dodging the sword by a fraction of a second.

  This time he flashed above the Wind Rider's head.

  Danger looms.

  When he looked down, he saw a third sword shooting from under his feet.

  "How is this possible?"

  Rokanan couldn't believe that the orcs would react so quickly. Even if this legendary orc had the will of truth and telepathy, it would not be possible to capture the landing point of the flash so accurately, and every time he could predict it in advance and project the long sword over.

  It's amazing!

  If someone is watching the battle, they will see a magical scene, Wren throws his sword in succession, in different directions.

  When each long sword seemed to be about to fail, a wizard flashed into the trajectory of the long sword, as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times, and automatically became a target, exhausted, and was forced to not release a single spell.

  It's all thanks to the key to the door.

  Any space-time spell could not be hidden in front of Wren's eyes, and the landing point that flashed was as conspicuous as the center of the ripples on the surface of the lake, and it could be found at a glance.

  Between the lightning and the fire, Rokanan could only flash for the third time, but he was still half a step slower.

  At the moment when his figure was about to disappear, the longsword struck the shield, and the blade shattered into metal fragments, but the shield almost collapsed, and it was only nearly pierced.

  The violent fluctuation of the shield caused the soul power to vibrate, causing Rokanan's flash to deviate, only jumping half the distance, and the direction was completely reversed, and it actually appeared in front of the Wind Rider, less than twenty steps away from Wren, but it was under his nose.

  The last longsword has been thrown in advance.

  Bang!

  Rokanan's shield completely collapsed, and the enchanted robe on his body was passively triggered, and a wave of cold energy surged out, instantly condensing into a huge block of ice, protecting him in it.

  Six-ring spell ice barrier.

  The sword slammed into the hard ice, turning into a cloud of shards, leaving only a trail.

  The ice fell with Rokanan, and with a thud, it smashed a large crater into the ground, and Rokanan, who was frozen inside, was unharmed.

  Wren jumped down and landed next to the ice barrier, not wasting his strength to chop the ice, but grinning at Rokan in the ice, his two fangs making his expression indescribably hideous.

  "Hey......

  As long as the ice shield ends, it will be Rokanan's death.

  Rokanan couldn't move, his eyes full of despair.

  Ice Shield is an excellent life-saving spell that can save one's life at a critical moment, or fend off a blow, but most of the time, it only delays the danger for a few minutes.

  If no one comes to the rescue, it will still be impossible to escape.

  Minutes and seconds passed.

  In the blink of an eye, three minutes had arrived, the longest the ice barrier could last, and the incomparably hard ice had melted in an instant, exposing Rokanan inside.

  He immediately launched a flash.

  But Wren was prepared, and when he opened his mouth in advance, it was a dragon's roar.

  The roar of the dragon at such close range was deafening, and even though Rokanan had stabilized his mind protection, he still felt a tingling in his eardrums, and a terrifying threat went straight into his brain, causing his soul to stiffen for a moment.

  A brief moment can make the difference between life and death.

  Wren's great axe fell, and the terrifying power instantly slashed Rokanan into meat sauce.

  A soul flew out and was absorbed, and the power continued to rise.

  After killing several wizards and a team of Red Flame Sword Guards before, Wren learned the lesson of the last Black Emperor and did not dare to devour their souls at will, only absorbed the two enemies of Phyllis and Milton, and the converted electricity was invested in the "Destruction Crit" element, which was upgraded from Level 2 to Level 3.

  Rokanan was an eleventh-level legendary wizard, and his soul power was several times greater than that of those two combined.

  Wren threw all of them into the Critical Strike of Destruction.

  In less than half a minute, the Destruction Critical Strike reached level four, which is still a rare element, and the progress bar below progressed steadily, and Wren stopped in time, only one square away from being able to rise to level five.

  He expected that the fifth-level Destruction Critical Strike would advance to a transcendent element, which might trigger his soul transformation.

  But now is not the time to promote to Legend, and the Legendary Demon Soul has not found a suitable one.

  There was still some of the transformed soul power left, and Wren threw in the "power", and the progress bar went up a bar or two with difficulty.

  Wren pulled out a silver bracelet from Rokanan's broken corpse.

  This is a piece of dimensional space equipment.

  The space inside the bracelet is large, no less than its own gemstone brooch, which is full, and most of it is occupied by a dozen iron boxes.

  Wren didn't rush to check the contents of the iron box, jumped on the Wind Rider and found Phyllis's body miles away.

  An enchanted ring was also found on her corpse.

  This ring, Wren saw at Viola's trade fair the year before last, and Phyllis showed it off at that time, but he didn't expect it to end up in his hands.

  Phyllis has a luxurious equipment, but in the face of the absolute strength gap, it does not play a big role, and the enchanted robe she wears on her body was also kicked into tatters by Wren, but the other enchanted necklaces, another magic ring, and the staff are all intact.

  The corpse of that high-level psyker also had several pieces of enchanted equipment on it, but there was no dimensional space ring.

  After Wren found everything, he returned to the drop point of the airship.

  He used his great axe to split through the wreckage of the airship, breaking through two planks and walking into the already shattered cargo hold.

  In the cargo hold, hundreds of iron boxes are piled up.

  Because the airship crashed, many iron boxes were shattered, and the contents flew out and everywhere. The largest number of monsters are the furs and materials of the monsters, as well as various precious minerals and gems, and boxes of magic metals, herbs, alchemy materials, and demon souls are almost crammed into the entire cargo hold.

  Rao is Rennes is worth a lot of money, and when he sees so many valuable goods, he still can't help but gasp.

  These goods alone are roughly estimated to be worth at least 500,000 gold dong!

  He took out a dozen iron boxes from Rokanan's bracelet.

  Split the lock and lift the lid.

  Suddenly, a dazzling burst of golden light shot out of it, and the box was full of yellow and clear gold coins!

  These gold coins are not all imperial gold shields, there are golden dragons from Congatro, wolf head coins from the orc tribe, gold rub from the Salev Empire, etc., various gold coin systems, and even a few elf and dwarf gold coins, but the most are imperial gold shields, and the light of gold makes people can't take their eyes off it.

  Bang bang bang a few axes down, and Wren hit seven or eight iron boxes in a row.

  All fully loaded with gold!

  "Rich, hahahaha......"

  Wren let out a cry of surprise in orc language, as if he had finally seen the treasure after a long-planned robbery, and couldn't help laughing.

  This is all the tax collected by the floating city of Pallas, the real people's fat and people's anointing.

  The airship passed through many tribes along the way, and the taxes were doubled along the way, some of them were handed over more, some were handed over less, or they were offset with goods of equal value, adding up to more than one million gold guilders!

  Now it's all cheaper on its own.

  Wren thought to himself, "Killing people and setting fire to the gold belt, it makes so much sense!"

  This time, he attacked the airship, revenge is the primary purpose, and the robbery is only incidental, but in order to cover up his identity, he must make it completely for the purpose of robbing money, misleading the investigation of Pasla Floating City, especially the light and shadow of Duke Redstone.

  Wren quickly put a dozen boxes of gold coins back into the silver bracelet.

  He couldn't take all the remaining large quantities of goods with him, so he could only choose the most valuable batch of demon souls, gems, magic metals, and rare materials, and stuff them into Phyllis's dimensional space ring until it couldn't fit at all.

  "It's a shame......"

  Wren shook his head regretfully, the remaining things in the cargo hold were worth about 300,000 gold guilders, so he threw them away in vain.

  Before leaving, he set a fire.

  When the raging fire engulfed the wreckage of the airship and the corpses of all the people, Wren did not stay long, jumped on the Wind Rider and flew north, leaving as fast as he could.

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