"You're much stronger than I expected. ”

Marc fell from the suspended state, stepped lightly on the ground, stared at Wren and exclaimed sincerely: "At your age, maybe a hundred of me combined are not your opponents." ”

Wren smiled and didn't respond.

He looked down at his chest, his own hammer had been bounced back in the first encounter, his armor shattered, half of his chest was dented, and the "Metal Undead" was rapidly recovering from his wounds, his muscles flowing like a liquid that would take a few seconds to complete.

Marc also saw the speed at which Renne's injury healed, and was surprised and a little puzzled, what kind of ability is this?

It seems to be more terrifying than "Endless Spring Breeze", and it is as intact as ever in a blink of an eye, comparable to the rumored immortal body of the legendary element!

Moreover, Wren's strength is only slightly worse than his own.

The defense is even more ridiculously strong.

Marc thinks that his defense is strong enough, with ten-level tenacity plus ten-level giant deer skin, and three layers of spell protection, but it is still much worse than Wren. If you eat your own hammer, the injury is definitely worse than Rennes, and you may be hammered to death on the spot.

However, Wren was only injured and recovered in a matter of seconds.

Marc completely put away his previous contempt, the translucent wound on his face was transformed into flesh and blood again, and he returned to his original state, and said seriously: "Blood and strength! This is the highest honor I have regarded in my life, and I will use my strongest strength to defeat you, this is a sign of respect for you." ”

As soon as the words fell, he raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Roar!"

This deafening roar seemed to come from the void, not from the mouth of a human being, and contained iron blood and fearless will, making people's blood boil.

Circles of dark red sound waves spread out from Mark's body, forming a sea of blood that looked like a substance, with Marker as the center covering a space within a radius of tens of meters, and the sea of blood churned violently, as if waiting for something to come.

Wren's gaze was solemn, sensing the fluctuations above the void.

Looking up, a blood-like majestic divine power descended from the sky and landed on top of Mark's head, merging into his body.

Marke's skin turned red as if it had been cooked, and his body swelled again.

The Soul Eye saw that his power element instantly increased by one level, from level eleven to level twelve! As expected, the power element reached level twelve, and it immediately advanced to the legendary element, and the power rune that was originally just a basic element not only became extremely complex, but the dark red rune also revealed a golden light, dazzling and vast.

Grosch's battle roar!

Mark's magic was only about to be completed in a breath, his power skyrocketed wildly, and the amplification effect of infinite rage was also rising, and the whole person was like a little giant.

In this state, the aura that Marc exudes alone has an effect similar to that of the Dread.

Ordinary people would faint in fright if they approached him.

Seeing that Marke's strength was still rising, Wren did not hesitate to charge, using the momentum of the charge to push up the power in an attempt to interrupt Marke's divine blessing.

The view of the scenery is lightning backwards.

In an instant, Wren rushed in front of Mark, and the hammer slammed into his head.

Bang!

The warhammer was blocked.

Marc raised the Rage Hammer with one hand, lifted the handle of the hammer horizontally and lifted it up, blocking Wren's war hammer, and the five-fold power of the Critical Strike of Destruction exploded instantly, only causing Mark's arm to sink a little, and his body shook a little, easily unloading the force.

A smile appeared in his blood-colored eyes, and he raised his hand to raise the hammer of rage.

A terrifying force came back.

Wren was suddenly thrown out with a hammer, and the huge force of the shock made him lose his balance in mid-air, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the "Spirit Wind Leap" element in Marke's soul light up, and quickly pointed at him, releasing a "space-time shock".

The space shook for a moment, but Marc was gone.

Marc has the super elemental affinity brought by the "Child of the Wind" element, which can instantaneously leap the spiritual wind, and the space-time shock is also instantaneous but cannot interrupt the other party.

A light breeze blew, but the speed was no less than a flash.

Then, the light wind turned into the fiercest storm in an instant, and the hammer of Mark's fury slammed into it with an endless storm.

The power of this storm is so strong that it even restricts space.

Wren flashed immediately after the space-time shock, and avoided the bombardment of the furious hammer at the last moment, but he was still hung to a point by the huge steel thorn on the hammer's head, and with a pop, the thorn electric armor collapsed like papier-mâché, and the dragon scales that emerged also shattered.

He flashed not far away, and immediately a sharp pain came into his brain.

A deep wound with visible bones was torn from the shoulder to the lower abdomen, and the wound was densely cut by the wind blade on both sides, and if it flashed and slowed down half a step, the entire arm would be smashed.

"Hiss......"

Wren took a light breath and suppressed the pain, inspiring the "metal immortal" to repair the injury.

The twelfth-level power is really terrifying, from quantitative change to qualitative change, Marke's current strength is several times greater than just now, and he can break his defense with a single blow!

He looked back and saw that Marc was running at high speed.

In the soul, the flickering light of the Spiritual Wind Leaping Element has not been completely extinguished, and it is in the interval between spell casting, that is, it is cooling, but Mark's speed is not slow at all. The seventh-level swiftness blessed the six-ring acceleration technique, and it chased half the distance in a few steps, and then launched a charge, almost instantaneously.

Marke was still dozens of meters away, but the storm was already blowing on his face.

Wren's mind was in a hurry, and he didn't immediately cast a flash of lightning to dodge, he had two displacement spells that could be used alternately, which was one of the advantages and had to be saved until the most dangerous time.

He vibrated the wings of wind and thunder and retreated, deciding to avoid it for the time being.

At the same time, he raised his hand to lock on to Mark, condensing a ball of electric explosions, wanting to use spells to test the opponent's resistance.

The high-speed retreat slowed down the time for Markle to rush in front of him.

This allows Wren to cast spells calmly, the skull-sized electric explosion magic ball is formed in his hand, the lightning fire emits a sharp whistling, and after the addition of the "lightning shape" element, and the "lightning runestone" hanging on his waist, the power of this five-ring electric explosion magic ball is comparable to the ordinary seven-ring spell.

Call!

Marc had charged ten paces away, and Wren was about to throw a blinding ball of lightning with a flick of his hand.

Suddenly, Mark's left hand released the handle of the hammer and swung it at Wren, and an invisible blade appeared out of thin air, falling like a large pair of scissors.

Wren's Soul Ken sensed Mark's spell in advance, and wanted to remove the spell but it was too late.

Wind Scissors!

This is also a spell that interrupts casting, which is very rare. Wren suddenly lost contact with the electric explosion orb, and exploded directly in his hand, and at the same time was counterattacked, and the soul power in his brain was shocked.

Will of Truth is immune to the negative effects of Spell Backlash.

However, the explosion of the electric explosion orb filled Rayne's vision with electric light, and he couldn't see the enemy clearly, his movements were inevitably deformed, and the soul power concussion also made him temporarily lose his ability to cast spells.

A pig-headed hammer pierced through the electric light in the sky and went straight to Wren's chest,

He only had time to push his hammer forward.

Rumble!

Wren flew upside down like a cannonball, his hands cracked, the handle of the hammer bent and then smashed into his chest, nearly cutting himself in two, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He frantically urged the activated metal to repair the wound, still in mid-air, the sound of all things heard a breeze approaching, and with a sweep of the corner of his eye, he found Marke's hidden figure in the wind, which was in the midst of the spiritual wind leap, chasing only a few meters away.

Fortunately, the soul power shock has calmed down and is able to cast spells.

Wren forced the blood from his throat, and with a thunderclap, he turned into lightning and fled.

Almost at the same time as he flew away, Malke's furious hammer smashed into that space, and with a terrifying loud bang, I saw that the air was hammered to form a white shock wave, and the hurricane spread outward, sucking in all the snow within a radius of hundreds of meters, turning into a tornado.

Mark's power has risen again.

The increase of infinite rage is getting stronger and stronger, and at this time, the lethality of his casual blow has exceeded that of the Seven Rings single spell, and there is almost no one under the Holy Soul to stop.

Golden lightning fell a hundred meters away, revealing Wren's figure.

He gasped heavily, the serious wound in his chest was healing rapidly, and he immediately blessed himself with the thorn electric armor, which could improve his defense a little. Activated Metal also restores the Lightning Hammer's handle to a straight point, so that the hammer's center of gravity is not unbalanced and affects its power.

"This guy really has two hits, it's too strong!"

Wren felt pressure like never before.

Marc has almost no weaknesses, the strongest strength, extremely fast, and his defense may be slightly weaker, but with the "Endless Spring Breeze" and the tenth-level "Self-Healing" to make up for it, it is almost impossible to kill him unless he is killed with one hit. And it can't be delayed, the longer the battle, the stronger the Mark, the more unfavorable it will be for himself.

The only way Wren can think of to defeat Marker now is to take out Thor's hammer!

However, Thor's hammer is very important, it is a symbol of the imperial power of the empire, once it appears, it will definitely cause huge waves throughout the empire, and invite countless disasters.

Even with the protection of his teacher, he did not dare to guarantee that he would be able to survive safely.

Moreover, the teacher is a member of the High Council, which does not want to see anyone threaten their rule, and Wren is not sure of the teacher's inclinations, nor does he know if he is willing to protect himself.

As a last resort, Wren didn't want to use Thor's hammer.

Even if you want to use it, you can't let outsiders see the clues.

Tens of thousands of Dragonborn armies and thousands of guards on the walls of Kingsland, including dozens of legends, as well as two speakers of Wezeland, it was difficult not to be noticed in front of everyone.

What made him hesitate the most was that this duel must have attracted the gods of Congatro.

Using Thor's hammer under the noses of the gods is too risky!

"Continue to fight for a while, see if there is another chance, but if you can't do it, you will consider using Thor's hammer again. Wren made a calm decision, he is not Malke's opponent now, but as long as he doesn't fight Malk head-on, it's still okay to save his life.

Marc had just used the Wind Spirit Leap, and he couldn't move instantly, so he could only chase after him with a furious hammer.

Running at high speed;

acceleration;

Level 7 Swift;

Marker's heavy body ran wildly at an exaggerated speed, not much worse than the spell displacement, and he rushed in front of him with a single breath.

Wren's injuries had not fully recovered, and he didn't want to fight him, the soul eye saw that Malke's "Wind Shear Technique" was still cooling, and calmly opened an arbitrary door and stepped in, appearing hundreds of meters away in an instant, keeping a safe enough distance from Marke.

Marc stopped in front of any door, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

This is where wizards are powerful and where they are the most scoundrel. If the wizard wants to avoid the war, it will be difficult for other transcendent professions to catch up, and they may not even be able to touch a corner of their clothes.

He immediately found the other end of any door, but he didn't dare to enter the door to chase and kill.

Marc could only turn his head and pursue.

rushed through 300 meters in a few seconds, and it seemed that he could hit Wren with a charge, but he watched Wren open any door and enter. Marc turned around suddenly, as if he had predicted the landing point of any of Wren's doors in advance, and shouted loudly, casting a spell on Wren in the air.

The Soul Eye senses Mark's spell.

Eight-Ring Hurricane!

This spell has a huge range, covering an area of nearly a mile, creating countless sharp wind blades to shred through the target, and has a blocking and slowing effect.

The Hurricane is the highest ring spell that Marc has mastered, and it is also the only eight-ring spell, although he has the "Child of the Wind" affinity to accelerate the spell, but after all, he is not a specialized spellcaster, and his magic knowledge is insufficient, and the years of practice have only shortened the casting time of the hurricane spell to about six seconds.

That was enough for Wren to get close and interrupt the spell cast.

But he didn't.

The first is that the eight-ring spell will consume a huge amount of soul power, which is a weakening of Malke, and the second is that after the hurricane spell is released, it will roll up the wind and slush in the sky, which can just block the sight of the spectators.

As for the damage and slowdown of the hurricane, Wren thinks it can be withstanding.

He watched Malk cast a spell with cold eyes, the afternoon sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and in a few seconds it was evening, and the wind howled, each wind was like a real sharp blade, cutting everything wildly. The wind blade sliced through Wren's body, splashing sparks in patches.

At the same time, the wind wrapped around Wren's body, squeezing and squeezing, as if falling into the deep sea, and his movement speed plummeted.

At every moment, Wren was cut by the wind blade, leaving white marks on his skin, but he recovered in the blink of an eye.