The city wall stood majestically in front of the three of them, like a sleeping dragon hovering there, silently, but with a kind of earth-shaking majesty.

Looking left and right, although I could see the end of the city wall, it was too far away, and the wall in front of me was too long and too long.

This wall divides the floating city into two districts, the inner and the outer, which are not insignificant to the rulers of the floating city, but are also something that can be decisively abandoned.

Standing on the roof, if they listened closely, they could hear four breaths coming from the house beneath their feet.

And in front of them, there is an army of transcendentals, all of them are transcendentals, scattered on the streets and rooftops, but as far as the eye can see, there are at least two hundred or more, and it is unknown whether there are 'legends' among them.

Inside and outside the walls are two completely different worlds, this is a battlefield where they can wreak havoc, but behind the walls, it is not!

Therefore, the ruler of the Floating City demanded that his army intercept them here and not enter the inner city.

"It's quite big. Charlemagne clasped his hands and said with a smile, "If the Principality of Sorrowful Wind didn't have that black dragon, this floating city would be comparable to the comprehensive strength of that kind of military power!"

Although his tone was relaxed, he did not mean to despise the legion in front of him in the slightest.

Two hundred transcendents could pose no threat to the three of them, but if it was an army of two hundred transcendentals, then the threat to them would be great.

The militarized training allowed these transcendents to work together quite tacitly, even though the number of spellcasters among these people was not large, however, in Charlemagne's perception, they all possessed 'psychic powers'.

That's a lot of trouble......

He had every reason to believe that the Arcanists had trained these transcendents in 'psychic links', which meant that the three of them needed to deal with not two hundred individual transcendents, but an entire legion of consciousness that could be connected into a network.

And as long as the 'Forbidden Ground' is activated, many of the transcendents present can directly pose a threat to them.

Just as Charlemagne and Elba were thinking about countermeasures, Ruerno took a light breath and said softly, "Charlemagne, I don't have much time...... Help me break through them, and then you can go back......"

He touched his bare head, and a smile barely squeezed out of the corners of his mouth, until now, his facial muscles were still not fully recovered, and his heart was clear, and nothing could affect his mood.

"I'm glad to meet you. ”

Leaving these words behind, Ruerno rushed forward first, and Charlemagne and Elba followed without hesitation.

The three mages rushed directly into the enemy formation without any preparation, and this kind of thing might be laughed out of people's big teeth, but the more than 200 transcendent beings on the opposite side were like great enemies - because they were now dealing with three 'Legends'!

The Forbidden Ground was activated as soon as possible, and the Arcanists kept an eye on the situation, and the Locks had already been activated as soon as they launched a 'reckless' charge in Urnor.

However, even after most of their supernatural abilities were 'banned', the speed of the three of them still did not slow down!

Under the robe shrouded in a sturdy body, the wind brought by the running wind made the robe hunting, the three legendary mages twisted the staff at the same time, only to see two blades suddenly pop out on both sides of the staff's head, and engage at the top of the staff, and the staff suddenly turned into a 'spear'.

Ruerno rushed in front of a transcendent, and just as he could react, he stabbed sideways with the spear in his hand, and the sword in the warrior's hand was swung away with a "ding".

Then he pressed down the tip of his spear with lightning speed, stabbed the warrior in the neck, and threw the seriously wounded warrior out with a sharp flick of the barrel.

From the very beginning of the confrontation, the three legendary mages overwhelmed their enemies with their surprising melee abilities, and the sudden death stunned everyone present, and even the arcanists who were observing the area fell into self-doubt.

"Blasphemy! This is a blasphemy against the identity of the caster!" an arcane master burst into a rage when he saw three spellcasters kill two and seriously injure one of the transcendents in a split second of a confrontation with his unbelievable melee abilities.

But no matter how loud the inner city was, and the insults against them continued, they couldn't hear it, and even if they did, they wouldn't have any reaction.

A strong body is more capable of carrying superior wisdom, and if the caster is weak, it is easy to be targeted by the enemy, so why can't they exercise their body to reduce their weakness?

But as soon as they picked out a few enemies with their weapons, they were a little overwhelmed.

After all, they are still mages at heart, and they try to break through the obstacles of these transcendents as quickly as possible to send Ruerno into the inner city, so they speed up after knocking down their enemies.

However, the enemies they are meeting now have been transformed by the Arcane Empire!

- These transcendents are a bunch of monsters in human skin!

Charlemagne and Elba looked at each other, then stopped, stood there with their eyes closed, and took a deep breath.

Ruerno didn't look back, because unlike them, his goal was ahead, and Charlemagne and Elba's terminal was here.

Most of the material in his body was replaced in an instant, and the inhuman aura poured into his limbs, Charlemagne slowly opened his eyes, even the 'Forbidden Ground' could not prevent the spiritual energy from escaping from his body outward.

At this moment, he felt the hostile gaze of everyone from all directions, who did not hide their killing intent and exposed their hearts.

The [Mind Sage] raised his arm and chuckled, "If you guys are like this, it's too easy to deal with. ”

The flying arrows passed through his body, which was constantly transforming between the void and the real, and the slashing sword slashed into the steel ground, Charlemagne took in the stunned and frightened of the transcendents around him, and with a flick of his fingers, all the hostile gaze missed the three of them and fell on the others.

The 'Forbidden Ground' was a failure, and although they could be forbidden to use spells, this army of transcendents could not use the telepathic link, and all the transcendent elements fell into a state of silence.

However, this kind of thing always has a 'threshold', just like the forbidden magic field cannot limit the 'divine power', and naturally it cannot limit the 'legend'.

"Damn!" was a roar of anger and anger, and with it, the 'Forbidden Ground' suddenly disappeared.

And at this time, Charlemagne also had to lament the stupidity of the commander.

Dense runes spread throughout Elba's entire body, and all exposed skin was engraved with various runes.

The runes penetrated every inch of his muscles, every bone, even every vessel, every nerve!

The power of these runes allows him to bring the magic and elemental, aether, and even the power of the Light around him with his every move—as long as these things are around him!

From the moment the 'spellcaster' appeared in this world, runes have evolved along with magic, and even the most primitive shamans will use runes to manipulate otherworldly elements to achieve the effects of spells.

And Elba, who won the crown of the rune literature of the world of Assatom, is the person who has studied runes most thoroughly in this world!

- [Legendary Posture: Rune Master]!

With a wave of his hand, the silent legendary mage suddenly rose into a violent wind, and two pillars of wind sprang out from behind him to open the way for Ruerno to move forward, and then, as soon as he pointed to the ground, the runes condensed out of thin air not far in front of Rurno, forming a ladder after step.

"Goodbye, Rurno!" Elba said his last goodbye to his friend, looking serious.

Ruerno bowed slightly, stepped onto the rune staircase without looking back, and rushed towards the inner city.