"Has it been successful?" Durand gasped gently, looking at the man in black robe who was falling on his giant claws.

However, after just a moment, the man in black robe actually shaking up again. His movements were very slow, but very smooth, and there was no sign of injury.

His lower body was in the giant claws, and only above his waist was above the back of the claws.

Cramp... Cramp... The man in black robe twisted strangely by 180 degrees, turned around and faced Durand again and said, "Oh, I hit it...but it's useless!"

Durand: “…………”

He recalled the scene when he fought with the man in black robes in Wudalian Fort.

At that time, Durand cut the man in black with a knife, but it did not work. He had the illusion that he had not hit anything. The man in black continued to carry the seriously injured Paladin as if he was fine.

After that war, Durand carefully analyzed that the black-robed man had a very strange form of existence, which was a form between the soul and the body. Durand had never seen or understood this form before.

Durand's methods are mainly physical killing, so the damage to the man in black robe is not significant.

Therefore, in order to deal with the man in the black robe, Durand just deliberately attached various soul attacks he learned with the "power of copying" to the double swords. Although each one was not strong alone, when they were added together, the power was still quite considerable. With the power of the double swords themselves, if the two swords just now had both soul and physical attacks, the man in the black robe should have been severely damaged.

But he didn't!

He couldn't even see the sign of injury, which made Durand a little difficult to understand.

"You are different from Kent."

Durand frowned and looked at the man in black and said, "Kent is a very pure body of a lich. As for you, although I saw the shadow of the necromancer in you and the shadow of the lich, I know that you are somewhat different from Kent."

After a pause, Durand did not care about the reaction of the man in black robe and continued: "I thought you were an existence between the soul and the body. So he instinctively believed that an attack with both soul and physical damage would definitely hurt you, but unexpectedly, he miscalculated it."

"The young man has a good vision, but he is actually not far from the truth." The man in black robe applauded softly. He admired Durand's speculation and asked again, "What do you think I am now?"

Durand took a deep breath, stared at the other party and said seriously: "If I guess correctly, you are both a physical body and a soul. You are neither a physical body nor a soul. You... can switch freely between a physical body and a soul. Am I right?"

The gray airflow lingering around the man in the black robe shook significantly a few times.

Durand sighed and said, "So that's it. It seems that I guessed it right. I have to say, you are really a genius."

As a proud battle mage, Durand rarely praises others, but the man in black robe is indeed amazing. I don’t know what method he used. He can freely switch between soul form and physical form. In this way, unless Durand’s soul attack is as strong as his physical attack, it would be difficult to kill the man in black robe.

Especially since this guy is now integrated with the gray giant claws, who knows how powerful the claw is? Durand doesn't have to think about it and knows that once the man in the black robe drives the giant claws, his combat power will be absolutely extraordinary.

Only now did Durand really feel the situation was difficult.

At this time, the man in black robe spoke. He changed his crazy tone and said solemnly: "Durand. Since you have seen through my secrets, I really can't tolerate you anymore. Alas, what a pity, I originally planned to capture you alive as my next research material. There are so many secrets in you that are amazing. Alas, it's a pity."

As he said, he slowly sank into the giant claws and disappeared.

"I'm going to start."

The voice of the man in the black robe sounded in Durand's mind, and the gray giant claws shook violently and then raised them up!

Swish—!

Durand felt a gray shadow flashing in front of him, his vision flashed. When his vision became clear again, the giant claw had already arrived in front of him, covering the sky and the earth, and suffocating with one claw!

"What a fast speed!" Durand's heart was so angry.

This claw has no technical content at all. It is irritable and just wins with speed. Considering that the claws are too large, Durand's possibility of avoiding the attack becomes very low, and there is only one way to deal with it, that is, to take this attack face to face!

"Amber Blade, time ceases!"

Durand waved the amber blade in his right hand and drew dozens of circles in the air in succession. The blue ripples spread out layer by layer, covering the entire giant claw.

Within the blue light range, the giant claws that were originally as fast as gray electricity suddenly became slow, but the effect of the Amber Blade only lasted for a moment, and the blue light burst out layer by layer, as if it was violently pierced blue bubbles.

Only then did Durand realize that the power attached to the giant claws was terrifying!

That level of power has vaguely exceeded the limit that the Amber Blade can affect. In other words, this move "time condensation" is not resolved, but is torn apart by violence!

The gray giant claws are not only extremely fast, but also have such great power. Seeing that they cannot dodge, Durand could only cross his swords in front of him, bend his knees, and lower his center of gravity, preparing to resist this attack.

--boom!!

A earth-shaking sound! The giant claw slapped Durand directly and flew out from the ground into the air, and finally hit the Pure White Holy Tower hard.

It was like a human-shaped shell that smashed a large piece of white boulder used to build the Santa Tower, and the broken stones fell down one after another. Most of Durand's body was trapped in the tower, and he couldn't extricate himself for a while.

"Hahaha, what's wrong? Are you very strong in combat? Why are you so weak!" The man in black robe laughed wildly, not giving Durand any time to adjust. He bent his claws and clenched them into a fist, then punched Durand fiercely, shaking the holy tower that was ten thousand meters high for a few times, showing the terrifying power of this punch.

The fist was crushed for a few times before it was taken back. Broken stones of all sizes fell down one after another, and Durand's body began to fall to the ground.

His body was twisting abnormally. Ordinary people had already died after such injuries. The man in black probably thought so, and his smile became more and more crazy and happy.

The laughter gradually became sharper, and it pierced Durand's mind like a steel needle.

But the man in black suddenly stopped laughing, and saw that Durand's distorted body began to squirm on his own as he fell "powerlessly" and his body became squirming. The bones everywhere were resetting themselves. Under the action of high-speed regeneration, the broken muscles were also rapidly reorganizing.

"This - what is this ability?" the man in black exclaimed.

Although Durand has demonstrated the ability of "high-speed regeneration" more than once in the siege, the man in the black robe has been buried in the final stage of completing the plan for this period, so this is the first time he has seen Durand's bloodline ability and high-speed regeneration.

"Hey." Durand wiped blood from the corners of his lips.

The punch just now was really painful. Durand's dark eyes were burning with excitement and fury aroused by the pain in his body. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the edge of a brick and stone on the surface of the Holy Tower, stopping the fall, and his slightly narrowed eyes quickly locked in the gray giant claws.

It was not until this time that the man in black robe discovered that the two swords in Durand's hand had disappeared at some point, not in his hand, nor in his scabbard.

"Two sword clones, go."

Durand grinned and saw two figures of red and blue quietly appear next to the gray giant claws. It was the red-robed Durand and the blue-robed Durand. I don’t know when Durand manipulated them from the shape of a knife to return to human form.
Chapter completed!