Wren took a few steps and stopped suddenly.

Zoltan came out of the temple, he had already copied the runes, and when he saw Roger's appearance, he exclaimed: "Roger, how is the situation, are you seriously injured?"

Roger clutched his waist, blood pouring from between his fingers.

He shook his head and replied in a low voice, "It's okay, I can't die." ”

Zoltan breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to support his old friend, and Wren was also full of worry and hurried over to help.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, startling Zoltan.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that it was Wren who fired the shot, and at some point he pulled out his shotgun and aimed it at Roger's head.

This shot was completely unexpected, the distance was close, only seven or eight steps away, Roger didn't have time to dodge at all, dozens of small steel balls hit his head, punching bloody holes, and most of his face became bloody and blurred.

"Wren, what are you doing!"

Zoltan exclaimed in confusion.

Wren didn't respond, just kept shooting. Bang bang

At this time, Roger had already reacted and stretched out Quinn's shield.

It seems that because of the injury and the lack of soul power, Roger's shield is far less strong than usual, and it is about to collapse when it is hit by bullets that fluctuate violently.

"Wren, stop!"

Zoltan shouted angrily, and also pulled out his soul gun and aimed at Wren.

Wren knows Zoltan's soul gun very well, it is extremely powerful, far more terrifying than ordinary gunners, even if it is a second-level steel body, he does not dare to hard-connect. And the two of them were only three paces away, almost standing side by side, and at such a close distance, he was not sure to dodge the bullet.

In desperation, Wren could only stop.

Roger, who had been shot a few times, did not fight back, just stood there, looking miserable, looking at Wren with a look full of incomprehension and a little resentment.

"He's not Master Roger. Wren stared at Roger vigilantly and immediately explained.

Zoltan was stunned for a moment, his face suspicious.

He looked back at Roger carefully, whether it was his appearance, the armor he was wearing, the steel sword in his hand, or even the tone of his voice, there was nothing unusual.

Roger's face was innocent, and he spread his hands and said, "Wren, what are you talking about? I'm not Roger, who else can I be?"

"Hmph......" Wren sneered, this guy reacted quickly, and when he heard Zoltan call his name, he immediately took advantage of it, if it was someone else, it was really possible to be deceived.

"Since you're Roger, what's his name?" Wren gestured to the dwarf next to him.

"Roger" looked at Zoltan, opened his mouth, and his face froze.

Bang!

The gun rang out again, this time it was Zoltan who shot him, he didn't hesitate, the runes on the soul gun lit up, and one after another powerful phlogiston bullets shot at this fake Roger.

The golden shield is reactivated, blocking bullets.

But this time, "Roger" didn't stand there anymore and let the attack go.

His expression became weird, although he still faced Roger's face, but it gave people a completely different feeling, his eyes were gloomy, his temperament was evil, and he was simply another person.

However, this unknown enemy has the same abilities as Roger.

His speed was extremely fast, and he no longer pretended to be injured, he was hard at the bullet, and the long sword in his hand with the same shape as the wolf's fang, the blade of the sword was red, and he swung a dazzling sword light, and went straight to Zoltan.

There was a thumping of gunshots, and Wren quickly pulled the trigger, running out of bullets, but to no avail. For transcendents above the legend, the power of the shotgun is still too small.

He simply threw the gun away and pulled the Ice Crusher's Warhammer from the dragon's leather harness.

At the same time, he blessed himself with dragon power techniques.

In just a second or two, "Roger" had already rushed in front of him, made a seal with his left hand, and waved his hand forward.

This is Roger's most commonly used spell, "Ice Roar".

Bang.

The invisible power of ice erupted like a high wall, and Zoltan was instantly knocked down and lost his balance. Wren took half a step forward and activated the steel body with all his might, like a statue, standing still, his body hit with a layer of frost by this "ice roar".

"Roger" stepped forward, and the red blade slashed at Zoltan's neck.

A giant dragon head skull phantom descended, and Wren's strength increased greatly, breaking free from the frost freeze, and immediately launched a charge and crashed into "Roger", and the warhammer also smashed forward.

The heavy hammer smashed into the air with a strong cracking sound.

Roger's face changed slightly, and he had to let go of the dwarf to change his sword momentum.

He turned sideways to meet Wren, his sword arcing, not clash with the hammer, but at a very delicate angle, the tip of the sword diagonally upward, trying to cut Wren's neck while avoiding the charge.

This swordsmanship is so superb that even among legends, it is enough to be proud.

However, Wren is not a man who plays cards with common sense at all.

Ignoring the sword, he changed direction slightly in the charge, as if he had rehearsed it countless times beforehand, first with a warhammer, smashing through the golden shield, and then hitting "Roger" impartially.

With a muffled thud, "Roger" was knocked out.

The huge force made him fly more than ten meters, as if he had been hit by a fierce beast, and he was in mid-air, feeling pain everywhere in his body. Before he was hit, he saw his blade slice into Wren's neck, only to spill a spark.

Wren's charge was also halted.

His mind is extremely calm, although this Roger is a fake, but like the real Roger, he also has legendary strength.

I was able to hit the other party by surprise, and this collision was not fatal to the legendary powerhouse, and even the injury was not serious.

If you don't seize the opportunity, I'm afraid that both myself and Zoltan will die today.

On the other side of the legend, Wren did not dare to be careless.

He took a sharp breath, and at the expense of his physical strength, he charged again.

The fourth-level charge can be nearly thirty meters away recently, and the speed is much higher than that of the first-level charge, but as soon as Wren rushed halfway, "Roger" had already turned over, his eyes were cold, and he met him without fear.

Roger doesn't charge, but it's not slow at all.

He swayed from side to side at high movement speed, his figure erratic, trying to make Wren unable to lock, but the magic was that no matter how he changed direction, Wren could change synchronously, and the route of the charge turned into a strange wavy line.

In less than two seconds, the two sides changed direction three times, but they always collided like two magnets.

Bang!

The ice roared at Wren, only slightly blocking half a step.

The hammer is raised high, and it smashes in a rage.

"Roger" dodged and with more nimble footwork, the hammer narrowly missed his side. Taking advantage of this gap, "Roger's" long sword wound up like a poisonous snake, slashing several times at Wren's body.

Wren's clothes were burned to ashes by lightning when he tried to lift Thor's hammer, and he remained naked all the time.

Dangdang, like the sound of metal colliding.

The sword slashed into Wren's body, sending sparks flying everywhere, causing only a few faint white marks on his skin.

"Roger" was surprised in his eyes, and before he could attack again, the belt around Wren's waist suddenly lit up, and a wave of lilac energy erupted.

Arcane Explosion!

A violent explosion echoed through the cave, and "Roger" was caught off guard and blown out.

He landed a little embarrassed, forced to take three or four steps back by the aftermath of the explosion before he steadied, and he glanced at his long sword and found that there were multiple gaps in the blade.

"Roger" looked at Wren with a very strange gaze, and couldn't help but say out loud: "With a body of steel, you can also cast spells, blasphemous, what kind of profession are you?"

Bang!

He was answered by a gunshot.

Zoltan finally got up from the ground, quickly replaced it with new bullets, and with a single shot, it instantly broke through Roger's Quinn shield, and the bullet penetrated into it, making a hole in his shoulder.

"Bastard, try my armor-piercing bullets!"

Zoltan shouted angrily and aimed at "Roger" and kept firing, this armor-piercing bullet was specially developed for various shields, with a fast rate of fire and extremely high penetrating power.

"Roger" shifted his footsteps, dodged a few bullets and was shot again, causing blood to explode on his body.

His figure vanished suddenly, and faded into the shadows.

The gunfire stopped, and Zoltan lost his aim, his eyes scanning everywhere, trying to find the enemy in the stealth.

Wren stepped back step by step, moving closer to Zoltan, his eyes searching around, as if he didn't know where the enemy was. In fact, he can see the position of "Roger" clearly, and under the will of truth, there is nothing to hide.

"Roger" takes advantage of the darkness in the cave to make a big detour.

He sneaked to the left rear of the two of them, and quietly approached, his eyes falling on Zoltan, obviously wanting to kill this dwarf with a lot of soul spear first.

Wren turned his back to "Roger", and his soul power activated the element, and a cloud of colored light appeared on his chest.

After fusing the Will of Truth, his casting speed was greatly accelerated, even if the rainbow ray was raised to the second ring, the casting time was still less than a second, and he could activate spells from anywhere outside his body without the need for gesture guidance.

After a breath, just as the spell was about to be cast, Wren suddenly turned around and faced "Roger".

A rainbow of straight rays burst out.

The rainbow ray of the second ring, the attack distance reaches eight meters, the ray has become thicker, and there is one more negative effect that can be triggered.

In an instant, the ray hits "Roger" in stealth.

Because there was no shield in the stealth, the ray hit him directly in the chest, but not a drop of blood flowed out, his whole body became stiff, his skin was dyed a layer of gray white, and his body was as heavy as a stone, unable to move, like a stone sculpture.

This triggers the petrification effect.

Zoltan seized the opportunity and shot wildly.

An entire magazine of armor-piercing bullets was poured on Roger's body, punching holes one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the humanoid stone sculpture became full of holes.

Wren charged, slamming down with a hammer.

The stone sculpture fell to the ground in a pile of rubble, and Zoltan asked in a loud voice as he changed the magazine, "Is he dead?"

Wren looked at the gravel and shook his head hesitantly.

A legendary transcendent person can't be killed so easily, and petrification won't have such a powerful effect, can turn a legend like this, even after death, it remains petrified, without a drop of blood.

Most crucially, he didn't see the soul fly out of the corpse.

Among the rubble, there is a strange short sword.

This short sword was exactly the same as Roger's steel sword wolf fangs before, but now it revealed its true form.

The short sword, less than half a meter long, has a twisted shape, which at first glance looks like a living thing, and a translucent worm is wrapped around the hilt, which is very weird.

In the vision of the Soul Eye, this worm is a carrier of the soul.

Before Wren could start destroying the dagger, it suddenly flickered and disappeared in front of him.

Along with the dagger, there was also a cloud of rubble all over the ground, and the stone, which had originally looked very hard, turned into a phantom like a bubble being punctured.

Wren immediately became vigilant and turned back sharply, looking for traces of the enemy.

With the eye of the soul and the will of truth, within hundreds of meters around, all movements were reflected in the subtle reflection of his mind, and Wren immediately found an anomaly.

The short sword shuttled through the void, as if it flashed, and appeared more than two hundred meters in front of it.

It floated in the darkness as if someone was holding it, and a hand appeared from the hilt of the sword, first the hand, then the arms, shoulders, torso, head, and feet, and in a matter of seconds, a full-fledged figure appeared out of thin air.

This person is no longer Roger's appearance, but a strange middle-aged man.

The appearance of the middle-aged man is very ordinary, his facial features are not the slightest outstanding, his eyes are black and his hair is black, and the clothes on his body have also become close-fitting leather armor, and he is dressed like a shadow warrior.

The other party's eyes were cold, revealing an evil aura.

This is enough for Wren to confirm that he is the previous "Roger", which should be his true appearance.

Wren felt strange that this person was obviously a legend, but he could look directly with the eyes of the soul, and would not be attacked because of the large gap in strength as before.

In retrospect, he hadn't observed the Legendary Soul since that peek at Roger.

"Could it be that my strength has improved, and now I am not afraid of backlash?"

Wren had a guess, but he didn't have time to think too much at this time, focusing on the enemy's body, and saw more than twenty elements at a glance!

Shadow, Balance, Cat Lightness, Sprinting, Tearing, Slicing, Blade Flurry, Precision Throwing, Illusion, Transfiguration, Vision, Hypnosis, Invisible Hand, Camouflage, Smoke, Fire Jump, Endurance, Intermediate Self-Healing, Mind Control, Shapeshifting, Mimicry, Phantom Clone......

There are so many elements that make Wren gasp.

He finally knew how terrible it was to appreciate the legendary transcendental, and he recognized the man's transcendent profession.

There is no doubt that this is a trickster!

As expected, this person should be the second leader of the Shadow Blade that Marish confessed, a legendary mid-level magician named Halken.

Thinking of this, Wren's heart couldn't help but sink.

If Halken appears outside the temple, then Master Roger's situation may not be good.

But he was still a little puzzled.

Halken is a legendary mid-level trickster, but after the fight just now, the opponent's strength is obviously far inferior to the legendary mid-level, and even much weaker than the original Roger of the legendary beginner.

Wren's mind turned anxious, and when he noticed the element of "phantom clone", he immediately understood.

It's just a doppelganger of Halken!

Wren was about to remind Zoltan that this was Halken's doppelganger, when suddenly, in the dark, Halken threw a strange short sword.

The short sword turned into light, and in an instant, it flew more than two hundred meters to a short distance in front of the two of them.

An illusory figure followed, crossing the distance, reaching out and grasping the short sword as if it flashed, it was Halken's doppelganger.

Transposition!

Wren's pupils constricted, and he raised his hammer to meet the enemy.

But what shocked him even more was that after Halken's doppelganger appeared, his body grew rapidly taller, his muscles swelled, and his facial features became handsome, and finally became a very familiar face.

Seeing an enemy who looked exactly like him, Wren was shocked.

Zoltan was also dumbfounded.

The strangest thing was Halken himself, who, after becoming Wren, seemed to sense something magical about his body, and actually stopped in place, his face was in disbelief, and he fell into extreme shock.