The moment the gunshots rang out, the sound of everything had already locked the position of the gun.

The other party was more than three hundred meters away, on the fifth floor of a seven-story building, hidden behind a window.

The building is located at the intersection of two streets, and if you don't want to make a detour, you will definitely pass by the airship landing field in the west of the city.

Wren jumped out of the car, rushed into the shop on the side of the street, immediately got out of the side door of the store, went around the corner, and ran at high speed beyond the gunman's field of vision.

With a fourth-level swiftness and a third-level galloping speed, his speed was not much worse than that of a high-level shadow warrior.

Pedestrians on the street felt a gust of wind blowing by, and when they looked back, they saw only a tall back quickly moving away.

Wren ran wildly as he listened to the gunman's movements.

After the high-ranking gunman fired two shots in a row, the gunfire stopped, and he seemed to be looking for his figure, and did not leave immediately because of the miss.

Apparently, he did not expect at all that the target was already approaching.

Ten seconds later, Wren had already run to the bottom of the building, accelerated around the side of the building, and jumped to his feet.

His legs erupted with terrifying force, tearing the ground apart.

Wren jumped high, and when he jumped to the highest point, he activated the spell on the rune book, and his figure flashed, across the air, and landed lightly on the balcony on the fourth floor, without making a sound.

Diagonally up from the balcony is the window where the gunman hides.

In the sound of everything, the gunman was still in place, unaware of his arrival.

Wren quickly flipped through the rune book, chose the fireball technique, and the flames in his hand converged, and it only took another second or two to throw the fireball into the window and blow the gunner out directly.

The gunslinger is a transcendent profession that has emerged in recent years, and the system is not perfect, and there are many shortcomings.

They are strong in attack and weak in defense, not good at close combat, and their defense is also very bad, even high-level gunners can't withstand the explosion of a three-ring fireball technique.

Halfway through the spell, Wren suddenly sensed a magic fluctuation.

Four-Ring Spell - Any Door!

There was one more person in the room where the gunman was, and then there was a burst of gunfire, and the banging of gunfire was incessant, mixed with the light of the spell, colorful, and reflected from the window.

Wren stopped casting, and less than ten seconds later, the battle came to an abrupt halt.

A figure slammed through the window and jumped down the street.

Wren recognized at a glance that this person was the high-level gunner who assassinated him, his face was covered with a black cloth, only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed, and there was a nine-layer structure in his soul, and it turned out to be a ninth-level gunner!

However, at this moment, this ninth-level gunner was a little embarrassed, with multiple injuries all over his body, and he was bleeding nonstop.

"If you can escape from the legendary mage, your strength is not bad. ”

Before Wren's thoughts fell, the figure of the ninth-level gunman in mid-air suddenly disappeared, like a shadow warrior, and escaped into the shadows.

Shadow Escape may be useful to others, but for him, it is simply redundant.

Rainbow rays burst out from your fingers.

Shout!

Pedestrians under the building looked up and saw a rainbow-like straight ray across the air, which originally seemed to hit the air, but a figure fell down.

"Ah......h

The gunslinger let out a cry of pain, mortally wounded in order to escape from the terrible caster, and his defenses were at a low point, unable to resist the spell any longer.

In order to shorten the cast time, Wren did not use the Song of the Blue Sky to ascend the ring, so the rainbow ray is still three rings.

Even so, the ray pierced the gunman's body, swept through his waist, and nearly cut him in two.

This time the ray triggers the petrification effect.

The gunman's whole body stiffened, and he fell to the ground with a muffled sound like a stone falling to the ground, and cracks appeared on the surface of his body, and he suddenly lost his breath.

"This is dead?"

Wren removed the flames from his hand, he had originally wanted to use the fireball technique to make the first sword.

He jumped off the balcony and landed next to the gunman's corpse, and a soul flew out of it, absorbing it into electricity.

There was a soul gun next to the corpse, which was the opponent's weapon before his death.

The size of this gun is much larger than that of ordinary soul guns, more than half a meter long, the caliber of the barrel is also twice magnified, and the shape is very peculiar, covered with runes and energy lines, and it is still shining with a faint red light of energy.

Wren picked up the soul spear and held it heavily in his hand, weighing nearly twenty pounds.

The metallic touch immediately came into play, and it was identified that this soul gun was of excellent quality, close to the best equipment, and was worth a lot of money.

Obviously, it was tailor-made for this high-ranking gunner.

The gunner had two chains of bullets tied around his waist, filled with a variety of bullets with different functions, each enchanted.

Wren had learned the creation of soul guns from Zoltan, and now he also had a lot of rune knowledge, and at a glance, he recognized the effects of five or six bullets, armor-piercing bullets, burst bullets, tracking bullets, frost bullets, and so on.

Thinking back to the shot just now, it should have been an armor-piercing bullet.

The gunner is promoted to a high level, and the core element is called "soul power", the soul power is combined with the soul gun, attached to the bullet, and a charged blow is fired, which multiplies the power of the bullet and greatly extends the range.

Soul Shots consume a large amount of soul power, and charge up for a few seconds before firing.

This attack may not be particularly useful in frontal combat, but it is perfect as a means of long-range assassination.

Wren touched the shallow wound on his forehead, and was afraid for a while.

A high-level gunner is equivalent to a sniper, no matter what extraordinary profession, it is difficult to guard against a black gun hundreds of meters away, and he will be shot in the head if he is not careful.

"Good thing I have the body of steel......"

He didn't know how many times he had been lucky.

At this moment, a figure invisible to ordinary people flew out of the broken window and suspended in the air above his head, it was Osiria.

Wren pretended not to see her, and there was not the slightest surprise in his heart.

Osiria is much stronger than she imagined, and she has a good sense of battle, figuring out the location of the gunner in a matter of seconds, and then directly opening any door, teleporting to the enemy's side, and entering the battle.

A level 9 gunslinger was almost solved in less than ten seconds.

Wren believed that even if he did not intervene in the end, the gunman would surely die.

"The legendary mage is really strong enough!"

"No, the average legendary mage or wizard is definitely inferior to her, this is a rainbow dragon ......"

In the midst of his thoughts, the Silver Knight and the Secret Fire Guard rushed over. The knights protected Wren and the wizards in the middle, forming a defensive formation.

The people on the street were frightened and retreated, but they couldn't stop their curiosity and stood at a distance to watch.

In less than half a minute, the streets were blocked.

Pansil glanced at the gunman on the ground, and couldn't help but be surprised in his eyes, the other wizards were originally a little unconvinced by Wren, and they couldn't say anything at this time.

In this attack, they barely did their part, which is considered a dereliction of duty.

Pansil used his staff to pick the black cloth off the gunman's face, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance and a pale white scar on the left cheek.

"Who is this person?" asked the wizard with the Secret Fire Guard.

"We should find out soon," Wren said. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a violent sound of flapping wings in the sky, and people looked up to see several huge griffons descending from the sky.

The griffons got lower and lower, and the air on the ground was surging and dusty.

The crowd of onlookers was forced to step back, and someone whispered, "Viscount Stottour's griffon knights, they're coming so fast." ”

Wren and Pansil looked at each other, thinking the same thing.

The Viscount of Stoynde in everyone's mouth is none other than the Logos family, one of the nobles of Mordu, the ruler of the Stoinde Domain.

Among the seven existing families of Mordu under the Son of Stoynd, the area is the smallest, but it has the best location, and the entire viscount is the original old town of Mordu, even if the city has expanded several times now, it is still the most prosperous center, sitting on most of the city.

The Logos family is extremely wealthy and has cultivated a group of griffon knights, far from reaching the size of the legion, and the number exceeds two hundred!

The security of the central city of Modu is the responsibility of the griffin knights.

But from the beginning of the battle to the result, in just a few minutes, the griffin knights arrived, and even if the griffons could fly, it was far beyond their reaction time.

It's not good!

Wren narrowed his eyes as he watched several griffons land in front of him.

The griffin at the head is nearly five meters long, it is larger than the large griffin he has seen at the Lonshande Security Bureau, it may weigh three or four thousand pounds, it should be an advanced variant of the griffon, the royal great griffin.

On the back of this great royal griffin sat a knight in full armor.

He was not wearing a helmet, revealing short brilliant blond hair, no specific age, with good facial features, a majestic face, and a heavy two-handed sword on his back.

Wren quietly checked it with his soul eye, and his eyelids jumped.

This person turned out to be a twelfth-level legendary great sword master!

The strength of the other griffin knights was not weak, all of them were mid-rank iron guards, between the fourth and sixth ranks, wearing uniform and delicate armor, and carrying two-handed swords.

The legendary great swordsman did not get off the back of the griffin, and looked condescendingly, looking at the silver-clad knights in formation, the corners of his mouth hooked into a contemptuous smile.

His gaze fell on Wren in the middle, and said, "Count Glamorgan, you are not welcome in Stoynde, please leave immediately." ”

This sounded very polite, and an eviction order was issued.

Wren was surprised in his heart, the other party did not track down the cause of this assassination, and it seemed that he had a bad attitude, but from the eye of the soul, he saw that this person's hostility was not strong.

This hostility is far from reaching the level of the enemy, and is more like not wanting to cause trouble.

Moreover, he directly called himself the Earl of Glamorgan, which was equivalent to recognizing his status as an earl and being the lord of Glamorgan.

Wren was a little confused, could it be that Viscount Stott's position had changed?

His mind raced and he asked, "May I ask your Excellency?"

"Rosa Logos. The Great Swordsman reported his identity, looked impatient, and said in a deep voice again: "Please leave the Stoynder Territory, I will give you a minute to decide, otherwise you are welcome." ”

Wren raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, he was from the Logos family.

From the very beginning of the empire, the family has been adept at cultivating iron guards and knights, and in each generation there are legendary great swordsmen who become the mainstay of the family.

The current Viscount Stonde is the top powerhouse of the Seven Great Families, a legendary high-ranking sword master named Willion Loggers, who has been famous for more than a hundred years.

Faced with the threat of a legendary great swordsman, Wren was not timid.

However, he thought about it for a moment and decided not to clash head-on with the other party for the time being, and the Stonde family's position was a bit strange. At least, this Rosa Logos is not acting in line with what he thinks in his heart, and is more like he is acting for someone.

"Let's go, let's go to the airship landing field of the Glamorgan Territory. Wren didn't bother and immediately led people away.