Chapter 467

Name:Warhammer Wizard Author:Emperor
In the howling wind, Ren was also panting heavily.

The fourth cycle of battle music consumes too much soul power. Unlike the undead disaster that invaded Wezeland, he can replenish his power by absorbing souls. This battle consumes all his soul power.

And at all times, he has to resist the cutting of countless wind blades, repair the small wounds on his body, and open hundreds of arbitrary doors, and the number of flashes and lightning flashes is even greater. The battery has dropped to less than 20%, and the soul pool has almost been emptied.

This is the most difficult battle he has experienced so far. Mark's strength is almost invincible under the Holy Soul, and the pressure he brings is unparalleled.

The hurricane gradually subsided.

Ren looked at the warhammer in his hand. It looked almost exactly the same as the counterfeit Thunder Hammer, but only he knew that it was the real thing.

The real hammer of Thor!

He didn't fully display the power of Thor's Hammer, and it comes with multiple lightning spells, including the "Thunderbolt" that can be triggered when hitting the target, as well as the ability to travel through the void, the flying hammer through the air, and the most powerful "Thor" Wrath" is not used, these may reveal its secrets.

Only relying on the terrifying weight of Thor's Hammer and the instantaneous weight change, Mark has already been defeated.

Each mirror image of the war hammer that hit Mark's body seemed ordinary, but in fact, the moment it hit, the weight of the war hammer increased dozens of times, reaching tens of thousands of pounds!

Ryan's own last hammer weighed more than 100,000 pounds!

After the instantaneous quintuple burst of "Destroy Critical Strike", the power is concentrated at one point, and no matter how strong Mark's defense is, he can't withstand such terrible damage.

Ren's mood was a little complicated.

Not only amazed at the unparalleled power of Thor's Hammer, but also deeply felt the absurdity that this duel seemed to have an established destiny.

The full name of Thor's Hammer is "Thor's Wrath, Cursed Hammer of the Skullcrusher".

Its owners in the past were either kings or emperors, and they were all famous, and more kings died under the hammer, including many dwarf supreme kings, human princes, kings, tribal chiefs, and rulers of alien races, the most famous of which was a A demigod-level Phoenix King of the elves.

Now, another king has been added to the list.

The first time Renn used Thor's hammer to kill an enemy, he killed a king and smashed the opponent's head, worthy of the name "Skull Crusher".

As for the curse on the warhammer, he didn't notice it, nor did he feel any discomfort.

As the hurricane dies, the blocked vision is restored.

The roar of the battle had stopped, and the dragonborn army and the guards on the city wall saw figures in the wind. Only one person was still standing, wearing a dazzling blood-colored cloak behind him.

"Ren won!"

"He really beat Mark to win!"

Emily and the others were ecstatic. The legends among the Dragonborn are unbelievable. Their eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people. They can barely see the battle in the wind, but they are not sure yet. Now that only Ren was left standing, it was clear that Ren had won the duel!

This also means that Mark must abdicate within ten days, and the dragonborn will become the king of Congatro again!

Emily heard her heart beating wildly, and she couldn't describe her mood at the moment. The faces of Luo Wagen, Astan, Ding Laji, and the Scale-Controlling Blood Guards all showed uncontrollable excitement. With excitement and excitement, years of planning and hard work have finally come true today.

In contrast to them are the guards on the city wall, all of them lost their souls, their eyes full of panic and astonishment.

"This is impossible……"

"How could His Majesty lose to him?"

The reaction of the enemy and our own is like a world of difference. One side is excited as if ascending to heaven, but the other side is shocked like falling into the abyss, even unwilling to believe what he sees.

But that's not the end of it.

When the last gust of wind dissipated completely, everyone saw the situation on the field clearly.

Ren stood with a warhammer in his hand. His armor was torn apart, revealing his scarred chest. Only his cloak and trousers remained, and his combat boots were trampled to pieces.

The tall Mark fell to the ground and turned into a headless corpse.

"Mark is dead!"

Even Emily, who has the most confidence in Rennes, did not expect this result. He thought that Rennes would win the duel, but he did not dare to imagine that Rennes could kill Mark.

Duke Fisher, Prince Morse and others were also in an uproar. They stood up and stared at Mark's body, their eyes almost popping out. They have all fought against Mark, and they know how terrifying Mark's strength is, but they didn't expect to die under Ren's hands after only half a day.

"How did he do it?" murmured Dylan Lauberdeer.

"No!"

A desperate cry rang out. Duke Brandon, who had been silent since being captured, could not accept the result. He was seriously injured and struggled desperately. Due to the injury, he immediately coughed up blood, his face distorted, and he almost lost his mind.

Another prisoner, Coster Dans not far away, remained silent, but his hands were trembling slightly.

There was a violent mutiny on the walls of Kingsland.

Ren had already quietly switched back to the Thunder Hammer. Looking at Mark's body, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately became vigilant. The eyes of the soul saw that Mark's soul was still in the body and did not come out immediately.

He has seen this phenomenon a lot, and Mark is not completely dead!

The wounds on the headless corpse have not been repaired, and they are dilapidated. There is only a little flesh on the left shoulder, the right leg is broken, and there is a large hole in the chest that a fist can pass through, and it is located in the heart. It is impossible for Mark to be resurrected.

The reason why he didn't die immediately was that Mark's vitality was extremely tenacious. After all, he was a transcendent close to the holy rank, and it was just a reflection of the light.

A gust of wind emerged from Mark's neck, forming his head with difficulty.

But his head has been completely blown off, there is no entity, "Endless Spring Breeze" cannot be created out of nothing, the breeze surrounds the soul, at most it can only condense an empty head, the soul is also in an extremely weak state, and there is no threat .

Ren raised his warhammer and was about to strike, sending Mark on his way.

"etc."

Mark's voice sounded, hoarse and low, as if it came from a distant wind, and it might be extinguished like a candle in the wind at any time.

The eye of the soul saw no hostility in Mark's soul, so Ren stopped the hammer.

Mark's corpse stood up unsteadily.

His head grew out again, and the wounds on his body were also translucent with the breeze flowing. The expressions on his face were vivid, and he looked no different from a living person at first glance.

The dragonborn army in the distance and the guards on the city wall fell silent.

Everyone's eyes widened, thinking that Mark was resurrected from the dead, but he just lost the duel, and did not die because of it. The guards cheered, but Emily looked anxious. She didn't understand why Ren was merciful and didn't directly kill the biggest enemy.

She was about to go up and do it herself, but was persuaded by Duke Fisher, Valogen and others.

"Your Majesty, please don't be impulsive."

"If you intervene in the duel, according to the rules, your Excellency the Speaker will lose."

Ren's voice of all things heard their conversation and ignored it. The eyes of the soul saw clearly that Mark's "deceived corpse" was at the cost of his own soul being severely injured. shoot.

The current Mark is just an empty shell, and any extraordinary person can kill him.

"Thank you." Mark's chest kept rising and falling, and he seemed to be struggling, but his face looked relaxed, as if he was relieved.

Ren nodded, but did not understand the other party's intention.

Mark is Grosh's God's Chosen One, and there is a great possibility that Grosh is watching here, and he can welcome Mark into his kingdom at any time. The longer his soul is delayed in the mortal world, the more serious the damage will be. Grosh needs to spend more divine power to reshape his body, which will affect his status in the kingdom of God.

"What do you have to say?" Ren asked.

Mark didn't answer, and his eyes fell on Ren's war hammer, with infinite surprise and yearning in his eyes. His expression made Ren's heart tighten. Obviously, the other party had guessed it.

"Did you use Thor's Hammer just now?" Mark's voice was inaudible.

Ren pursed his lips as a default.

"Hey..." Mark smiled self-deprecatingly, "It is indeed the strongest legendary weapon in the world. It is stronger than my hammer of fury. After all, I still lost. I can die under Thor's hammer and become a 'shattered weapon. It's an honor to be a member of the Skulls."

"You were the first one to be killed by me." Ren said lightly.

"Definitely not the last one." Mark shrugged.

boom……

At this time, there was a loud noise in Kingsland City. Ren looked from a distance, it was the explosion of spell confrontation, located near the Red Dragon Fort in the center of the city. The two Wezelan Speakers sneaked into the city to destroy the red dragon formation, did something happen?

Mark turned his head and glanced casually, and found that Ren's face was a bit wrong, and suddenly said, "You don't have to go in."

Ren stared at him, not understanding what he meant.

"I never thought of burning Kingsland." Mark's face showed a little smug, "That was just a lie to you and the dragonborn. You will find out later by sending people to the city to investigate. No one knows this plan because it doesn't exist."

The eyes of the soul revealed that he was not lying.

It was only then that Ren realized that he, Emilys and the others had been tricked, and the sound of explosions in the city should be the two speaker and the two unknown legendary wizards fighting.

It has to be said that Mark's letter was very confusing, and he only gave one hour to accept the duel challenge, and it was too late to verify whether the letter was true or not.

He was betting that Emily and himself would not dare to risk the lives of a million people.

And he could only be forced to agree to a duel.

If Mark won the victory and killed himself, he would have a chance to turn the tables. With his strength, he was very sure, but he didn't expect that he would capsize in the gutter.

"such a pity……"

Mark shook his head regretfully, "My plan was very good, and I executed it perfectly. The only thing I missed was your strength. In fact, I will abdicate regardless of whether I win or lose the duel. I just want you to return the Duke of Brandon. He Is my best friend."

"Even if I lose, there is a ten-day buffer to give those who followed me time to retreat, and I will leave Congatro and never come back."

"But I didn't expect to die in your hands..."

Mark's voice sank, his body became weaker and weaker, the breeze in the wound slowed down, and his head became transparent, as if he would disappear with the wind at any time.

"Are you willing to give up the throne?" Ren was very surprised and couldn't help asking.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mark coughed a few times, his expression fluctuating, as if he couldn't hold on anymore. He could only sit down, with flashes of past memories in his eyes, and sighed: "I never thought of becoming a king. My biggest dream when I was young was to be a handsome mercenary, get a few more women, and talk to people of different races." bed with a woman, but the responsibility of the family falls on my shoulders, pushing me forward."

"If it wasn't for that lunatic Sheria, who burned too many of my clan friends to death, I wouldn't have rebelled. He took it on himself."

"Do you think I don't know about all the shady things Walter Dance and his daughter have been up to all these years?"

Mark snorted contemptuously, "I just don't care."

"The purpose of raising troops against the Danse family is just to teach them a lesson, don't go too far, and by the way, swindle a sum of money from them to replenish the treasury."

"I want to give up the throne more than once, take my spiritual wind stag and hammer, take a boat to the New World to be a wandering mercenary, fight and adventure all day, hunt demons, and sleep in a tavern with a woman in my arms at night, that is I don't know how beautiful the life I want!"

"If I win this duel, save Boluo. After you withdraw, I will immediately dismiss the noble lords under my command and let them flee for their lives."

"And I went to the New World by myself to realize my dream back then and look for opportunities to advance to the holy rank."

"Unfortunately, there is no chance..."

Mark's face was full of regret and regret, looking at Longya Bay in the east, which was the direction to go to the New World by boat.

Ren was a little surprised that Mark was such a person.

After his soul enters the Kingdom of God, he will become a servant of God under Grosh. He has very little chance to leave the Kingdom of God. His freedom is restricted, and he will never be able to walk around like a mortal. For a person who has been a king for decades and is used to being superior, it may take a long time to adapt to life in the Kingdom of God.

But all this has nothing to do with myself.

Ren looked at Mark, whose body was becoming more and more transparent. The other party did not hesitate to injure his soul and cheat his body, not just for the sake of talking nonsense.

"What do you want?"

"I want to make a deal with you." Mark's eyes flashed with kindness. "I have many illegitimate children. Most of them have grown up and don't know my identity. It may be safer for them. But there is one , I am worried, and hope to entrust it to you."

"Why do you think I will agree?" Ren almost thought he heard it wrong, and the other party actually wanted to entrust the illegitimate child to the murderer who killed him.

"Because you're from Wedzeland."

Mark smiled confidently, "Don't you want to know the origins of those two legendary wizards? This is my bargaining chip."

Ren was silent for a few seconds, "Okay."

Mark seemed to have known that Ren would agree, whispered a few words, and finally took a longing look at the world, and let out a long sigh.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Mark's body also turned into a breeze and disappeared.