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A group of powerful wizards appeared, and the terrifying aura they exuded alone caused several peasants who were a little closer to Qiqi to bleed to death.

The others threw away their farming tools and fled in disarray.

Outside the castle, these wizards are also bordering on madness.

Dragon, that's a creature that can make an ordinary person ascend to the sky in one step!

The power of the bloodline possessed by a complete dragon corpse can allow an eighth-order blood crystal wizard to be promoted to the ninth order, and there is a high probability that he will gain the dragon's abilities.

At the thought of this, the eyes of the wizards were bleeding.

The necromancer Besta didn't care, partly because of his confidence in his own strength and the Temple of the Dead, but also because he didn't have a head-on confrontation with these guys.

Dragonbones don't have a special role for Blood Crystal Wizards, or regular Blood Crystal Wizards can't develop the power in Dragon Bones, which necromancers are best at.

Besta is even already dreaming that when he obtains the complete dragon skeleton, he will be able to make a bone dragon that can evolve, and when the time comes, he will be valued by the temple, and even have the opportunity to get the resources of the temple and transform into an immortal lich!

The wizards pressed forward and surrounded Wren in the center.

Their indifferent attitude made the desire to kill grow in Wren's consciousness.

The curse mark on his arm suddenly moved.

"He's an enemy of our Dark Wizards Guild, do you want to rob me of it?" a cold drink suddenly came out.

Immediately, everyone saw three black-robed wizards wearing golden masks appear outside the crowd.

The three black-robed wizards all had dark six-pointed star marks on their clothes, and the momentum exuded from their bodies was even more chilling.

Eighth-Order Blood Crystal Wizard!

Besta shrank his gaze and said, "I only need the dragon skeleton on his body." ”

"That's ours too!" said a wizard from the Dark Wizards' Guild coldly.

"He has a dark energy curse on him. Another wizard added, "So...... He's the prey of our Dark Wizards Society!"

A cold glint grew in Besta's eyes.

On the Dragon En Continent, the most powerful are naturally the four empires. Then there are the hidden forces such as the Dark Wizards Association and the Temple of the Dead.

Others may be afraid of the Dark Wizards Guild, but Besta is not afraid.

It's just that the other party is outnumbered after all......

"Ladies and gentlemen, perhaps we can join forces to take out these three Dark Wizard Guild fools. Besta suddenly said, "When the time comes, the dragon skeleton will belong to me, and the other dragon blood dragon scales and other things will belong to you!"

The eyes of those wizards who were already unwilling suddenly lit up, looked at each other, and nodded slowly.

They were afraid of the Dark Wizards Guild, but the temptation was too great, and greed eventually overpowered fear.

The three wizards of the Dark Wizards Association suddenly felt that the wizards who were still cowering looked at them coldly like roosters who had been aroused.

"The first strike is the strongest!" the three looked at each other, and Huo Ran made a move.

The flames churned, and in an instant, a seventh-order wizard was burned into ashes.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

Wren waved behind his back.

Desperate to rush out, Olitana and Irma suddenly found that a layer of silver light was shrouded in the castle, which actually blocked their steps.

Bednu looked scared and clutched at her hair in pain.

Cana's eyes widened suddenly, with a worried look!

The necromancer Besta did not jump in easily after successfully igniting the flames of war between the two sides.

His body turned into a wisp of black smoke, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Wren.

"Hand it over!" he held out his hand toward Wren.

His outstretched hand suddenly turned into a white bone, and in an instant it grew larger, grabbing Wren beyond him.

Besta's idea was simple, which was to subdue Wren as quickly as possible, so that he could get what he wanted and get out of the way.

But things didn't seem to be what he expected.

Far from being afraid, the guy who had always been ignored by the wizards had a blood-red look in his eyes that frightened Besta.

Just when Besta's heart was pounding and she felt underestimating her opponent, she suddenly saw Wren open his mouth.

Rumble!

A furious flame erupted from Wren's mouth.

Dragon Flame!

The scorching heat instantly made the scene quiet.

Besta didn't expect this in the slightest.

By the time he reacted and wanted to escape, it was too late.

The most terrifying thing about Dragon Flame is not only its high temperature, but also the mysterious power that escapes and can lock the space.

Besta's mind went blank, and a burst of high-pitched cries burst into his ears, but the ghosts he had worked so hard to refine were dying.

At the last moment of his death, he had only one thought in his mind: how could he ignore this guy, how could he be an ordinary person if he could get the corpse of a giant dragon!

Wren was able to kill Besta partly due to luck.

In any case, after the killing was completed, the redness in his eyes spread irrepressibly, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

Seeing this, the other wizards put aside their quarrels, and the dense witchcraft rained down on Wren.

Bang!

The desire to kill in Wren's brain exploded, and his whole person once again turned into a god of death dominated by killing.

In this case, his fighting instincts were strengthened like never before.

Because of Giruram's teachings, Wren's ability is already better than that of most wizards of the same level.

In addition, he has absorbed the power of the dragon, and he is even more invincible in the same level.

But he has a lot of opponents after all.

Seeing that Wren was exhausted, he suddenly roared in the sky, and the fine red scale armor emerged from his body, and a pair of fleshy wings were broken on his back, turning into a half-human, half-dragon monster.

An eighth-order wizard stared blankly at Wren's changes, and before he could react, he saw that Wren had already arrived in front of him.

Oh!

Wren opened his mouth and bit off a large piece of flesh from the wizard's neck, blood gushing out, making it look like a demon.

Several people in the castle were stunned.

Even so, after more than ten minutes, Wren gradually showed his decline.

Led by the three wizards of the Dark Wizards Association, the other surviving wizards gathered together and took turns to fight, relying on sorcery to make Wren bruised.

The scale armor on Wren's body gradually disappeared, and he had turned into an ordinary person.

There were two wizards killed by him, and there were seven eighth-order wizards alone!

Such a record is brilliant, but manpower is limited.

Seeing that Wren was showing his decline, the wizards who had originally cooperated with each other thought carefully.

"Oops, what are you doing!"

A wizard had been fighting with Wren for two rounds, and was about to back away and be replaced by the next wizard as before, only to find that the wizard had not only replaced him, but also pushed himself towards Wren, and he couldn't help but be horrified.

Wren's eyes were red, his right hand stretched out, and a cold ice blade flew out, killing the wizard in an instant!

As he killed the wizard, Wren suddenly felt a shackle in his body suddenly break. (To be continued.) )