Chapter 124

Name:Warhammer Wizard Author:Emperor
After the strength was advanced to the transcendent element, it rose a little with difficulty.

Ryan carefully compared and found that the progress bar would only advance by one bar at least six to seven bars of battery. With such a huge consumption, no matter how much soul power Halken has in his avatar, it is still not enough to continue strengthening.

At the same time, the rate of increase in power has also slowed down and is coming to an end.

So Ren put the remaining power into the charging element, enhanced it to level five, and slightly extended the charging distance by a few meters.

Finally, the battery stopped rising and my mind calmed down.

Ren secretly exhaled. This time the absorption of the soul made him terrified. The main reason is that his professional level is too low, but the third-level wizard dares to absorb the legendary soul. If it is not possible to strengthen the elements, a tragedy may really happen.

He looked at several element icons on the phone interface and was very excited.

Man of Steel Level 3, Strength Level 7, Charge Level 5;

The second ring of dragon force technique, the second ring of rainbow light ray;

Metal Touch and Will to Truth cannot be strengthened.

Except for charging, the rest of the elements have basically reached the upper limit of the current wizard level. If you don't perform soul transformation to advance to the middle level, absorbing more souls is useless.

Ren turned off the phone interface, at this time Zoltan had already packed the metal box and carried it back again.

Before leaving, he hurriedly prayed a few words to Moradin's idol.

When the three walked out of the temple, Roger suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

He took out a bottle of potion from his waist pocket and sprinkled it on himself and his two companions, "This is a deodorant, which can eliminate the smell on the body. Some shadow fighters and tricksters have olfactory and sensory elements, and they can rely on Smell tracking, we need to be more cautious."

Ren nodded.

Roger himself has a very strong sense of smell and possesses the "elephant trunk technique", so he can be called an expert in smell. He knows how to use smell to track and how to defend against it.

After spraying the potion, Roger sniffed his nose, nodded and said, "Okay."

The three identified their direction and left quickly.

The Throne Hall Catacomb is the core area of ​​the fourth floor, and even the most important place in the entire Ironbeard Fortress, extending in all directions with more than a dozen exits.

Roger deliberately chose the opposite path from the previous one.

However, the three of them had just reached the edge of the crypt, and before they had time to enter the passage, Ren heard the sound coming from the distance of the crypt.

He turned his head and listened for a few seconds, then reminded softly, "Harken is here."

"So fast!"

Zoltan was surprised and a little nervous.

Roger still had a cold expression on his face, "He shouldn't be far away just now, that's why he arrived so soon." He glanced around, thought for a while, and said, "It's a little late to leave now, there is too much movement , let's find a place to hide first."

On the rock wall not far from the passage, there is a stone house dug out.

Half of the stone house collapsed, leaving only half of the room intact, and it was high enough from the ground to observe the situation of the entire crypt from a commanding height.

The three quickly hid in, held their breath, and peeped out through the small window on the wall.

Several figures appeared on the other side of the crypt, as if they knew the location a long time ago, they went straight to the place where Harken's clone was killed.

In order to avoid reactions caused by looking directly, Ren used his peripheral vision to observe these people.

There are four of them, and each one is dressed differently.

One is a tall man, wearing heavy and fine armor, carrying a two-handed sword on his back, and walking steadily, he is obviously a powerful melee transcendent.

Judging from the elements in his soul, this is a great swordsman!

The Great Swordsman, like the Steel Knight, is an advanced profession of Iron Guards. However, the Great Swordsman is good at attacking, while the Steel Knight is good at defense. Both are mainly close combat.

The remaining three people, one is a female elemental shooter holding an enchanted longbow; the other is a wizard wearing a black robe, who is actually a very rare dark magician, that is, a shadow wizard; the last one is a middle-aged man dressed as a shadow warrior, He has an ordinary appearance and cold eyes, just like Halken himself.

Ren could tell at a glance that he was Harken's real body, a legendary mid-level trickster.

The three people traveling together are actually Harken's ghostly avatars, but they have been simulated in different forms, and each avatar has the strength of the legendary elementary level.

It's like a well-equipped adventure team.

The great swordsman rushes to the front and is responsible for close combat against the enemy; the dark magician is for spell output; the elemental shooter attacks from a distance;

Moreover, they are actually the same person in essence, with a tacit cooperation and a clear division of labor.

Ren deeply felt the power and fear of the legendary trickster.

He couldn't help turning his head to look at Roger next to him.

"A trickster is equivalent to a whole team. Several legendary avatars teamed up to besiege, and Master Roger was able to escape calmly. It's amazing!"

On the other side of the burrow, Harken and the clone quickly found the place where they fought before.

The three clones spread out in all directions. His body picked up the odd-shaped dagger that had been cut in two from the ground, and observed it carefully for a long time without saying a word.

Putting away the damaged dagger, Harken followed the footprints on the ground and looked towards Moradin's temple.

A moment later, four legendary transcendents arrived at the temple and entered it.

After Harken went in with his clone, he didn't come out for a long time, and there was silence in the crypt.

The three of Renn looked at each other. They didn't know what was going on. They didn't leave any clues in the temple except rune knowledge.

Zoltan was very anxious, staring at the door of the temple.

This is one of the few remaining temples after Moradin's fall, and he didn't want to be desecrated by the followers of the evil god.

Just when the dwarf was about to lose his temper, Harken and the clone finally came out.

They left the temple, and suddenly turned their heads in the square outside.

Ren had a premonition that something was wrong, and before he could think about it, there was a huge explosion in the crypt.

bang...

Amid the sound of the explosion, the majestic Moradin Temple collapsed. Rubble was scattered and dust was flying. The shock wave formed by the violent magic fluctuations swept across a small half of the crypt, and the temple became a large ruin in a blink of an eye.

Zoltan watched this scene with dull eyes, and then he was about to shout and kill.

Roger's eyes were quick and his hands cut the back of the dwarf's neck, knocking him out.

Ren also reached out to support Zoltan's body, so as not to make a sound when he fell, and Harken would notice.

After destroying the temple of Moradin, Harken didn't stay any longer. The Dark Mage avatar opened a magic scroll, and a portal appeared on the square.

Harken walked into the portal one by one with his avatars and disappeared.

The portal is also closed.

But Ren and Roger didn't speak, and they didn't go out rashly. They stared in the direction of the ruins of the temple in a very tacit understanding.

A quarter of an hour later, in the darkness not far from the ruins, there was a faint light.

It was a strange-shaped short sword, as if held by an invisible person, it was suspended from the ground for a few seconds, and then it was thrown out forcefully.

The dagger turned into a stream of dim light, and flew two to three hundred meters in a blink of an eye.

When it was about to land, a figure emerged from the hilt and caught the short sword. This person was in the state of penumbral escape, held the hilt of the sword and threw it again, and then disappeared himself.

After several consecutive relays, the dagger flew out of the burrow.

Ren and Roger looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

As a legendary mid-level trickster, Halken can be called a treacherous cunning, unless he has other ghost clones, he must have left.

At least, Ren's will to truth did not find the hidden target again.

Obviously, Harken gave up his plan to search for the enemy. The space of Ironbeard Fortress is comparable to a city. Without clues, trying to find a few people in it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if he had ten times more avatars, looking for them for a few months would not yield results.

Therefore, Harken chose to destroy the Temple of Moradin.

Without the energy provided by the rune circle in the temple, people outside would not be able to enter the fortress through the teleportation circle, and people inside would not be able to get out as long as they guarded the passage on the first floor.

At this time Zoltan woke up, he got up as soon as he opened his eyes, and saw the ruins of the temple, tears could not stop flowing from under the mechanical glasses, and wet his beard.

Ren didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only pat the dwarf on the shoulder.

After a long time, Zoltan wiped away his tears, took out a simple book from the box, wrote it with a brush, and said in a deep voice: "In the name of Hamar! I will never forget this hatred, My clan will never forget, and neither will my descendants, unless my bloodline is severed, I will take revenge on Harken and Shadowblade forever!"

Ren sighed, this is the dwarf's "Book of Hatred".

Every dwarf, every family, and every clan has a book of hatred, which records his enemies, or events that have formed a hatred, and vows to revenge.

If he fails to complete revenge, then the book of hatred will continue in future generations.

Zoltan recorded this matter in the book of hatred. After returning, if it is recognized by the clan, it will be included in the book of hatred of the entire clan, and it may even enter the "big book of hatred" of the dwarven race. All dwarves are obliged to take revenge.

Until the dwarf deems the enemy has paid enough, it will not be deleted from the tome of hatred.

After finishing writing, Zoltan put away the book of hatred and regained his composure.

Ren looked at Roger and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation on the first floor, is there a chance to sneak out?"

"Very difficult."

Roger shook his head and replied: "Shadow Blade and Dark Sun cooperated, and a few dark wizards set up a large number of magic traps outside the passage, guarded by legends at all times, and there is no other way unless it is forced to break in."

Ren felt helpless.

Just a Halken is scary enough, and there is also the legendary high-ranking dark wizard Tinos, and a large group of Roxi's followers, all of whom are extraordinary.

Even with Roger's strength, he didn't dare to force his way in, and going by himself would be even more courting death.

Roger was silent for a moment, and said: "Harken didn't find us. If he doesn't want to be surprised, he may launch the plan in advance. We must hurry up."

Ren nodded, this is almost certain.

Without further hesitation, he took out the sound transmission meter and looked at it. It was evening, and the sky outside should not have completely darkened yet.

Ren pressed the button and uttered a sentence: "Captain, where are you now?"

In less than half a minute, the sound transmission meter vibrated slightly, and Pollock's voice sounded: "I'm resting at home, and I'm about to have dinner. What's the matter, Ryan?"

Ren thought for a while, and replied: "I have a very important thing to do, it is very urgent, but I am not in Longshande, please go to the captain for me, and immediately go to Vigo Manor to find Ms. Viola, let She talks to me."

"Good." Pollock replied immediately.