Volume 1 Chapter 68 Battle of the Eighth Level 1
The invisible and traceless mental impact and the gray air mass contained in power almost hit Durand one after another. As soon as he touched his body, he seemed to throw away all the firecrackers from the oil pan and exploded in succession.
The chaotic mental fluctuations and grey airflow immediately submerged Durand in it.
Seeing this, Kent immediately showed joy on his face. In the eyes of the old lich, although Durand showed all kinds of abilities, this could not change the fact that he was still a level seven pro. Kent is now a level eight lich, and even if the series of attacks that were all-out before were not enough to defeat Durand, he would at least hurt him.
"This kid is so weird. I have to get rid of him no matter what!" The old lich made up his mind silently. Durand's series of attacks just now really scared him, and even made him determined to kill him. Anyway, he had offended him, and it was too late to regret it now. If he didn't get rid of it, it would be a big disaster!
However, the next moment, Kent's face froze.
After being hit by the mental shock and gray air masses, Durand actually grinned at Kent, and then thumped, turned into a hazy smoke and disappeared from the spot.
"Oh no!" Kent quickly used his eyes and tried to capture Durand's figure again. Then he saw a faint shadow flashing several times in a row, and each flashing would sweep several meters. So in a blink of an eye, Durand had rushed to Fix and Renault who were about to escape.
The two knew that the strength of them and Durand were too different, and they couldn't help staying here. So after hearing Kent's call, they carried the unconscious scorpion without saying a word and prepared to leave here. Unexpectedly, Durand didn't plan to let them go at all, and a few of them were blocked in front of them. This extremely hidden and extremely fast footwork was actually the ability of the Night Elf Warrior.
Kent no longer cared about thinking about why Durand had so many professions. Although he regained the body of the Lich, his speed was still not as fast as Durand. Slow speed is one of the characteristics of the Lich, and there is no way to catch up.
So he could only watch Durand easily get rid of himself and then kill Fix and Renault.
"Fix, take the Scorpion with you first!" Renault shouted, threw the Scorpion to Fix, and then strode towards Durand.
A sound of waves slamming came from his body, and he was preparing to detonate all his magic power and was about to die with Durand! Unfortunately, his ruthlessness was enough, but his strength was still too far behind. Durand smiled contemptuously, reached out to grab it in front of him, and immediately condensed a scimitar made of ice and fire power in his palm.
The scimitar's body is as thin as a cicada's wing. Although it is condensed by energy, it seems to be true. Durand's wrist swayed slightly, and the scimitar immediately turned into a dim sword shadow, instantly passing through the distance between Durand and Renault, and then took Renault's body with a light knife.
This sword also has the characteristics of the Night Elf Warrior's sword technique.
The sword shadow flew silently and then silently, just like an inconspicuous shadow in the night.
Renault suddenly stood still, and his left foot was raised, and he could no longer step out. After a moment, a large stream of blood suddenly burst out from his body, and the magic robe was dyed red in an instant. His eyes were full of unwillingness, and then he fell to the ground, and a large pool of blood quickly spread under him. Durand swept across Renault without any fireworks and rushed towards Fix. After only three seconds, Fix fell to the ground slowly, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and life and death were unknown.
With their ordinary seven-star hunters, Durand can fight against three before he has broken through to the demigod realm, and win with one move. Now Durand is fighting as a demigod. Although he has not used the demigod's strength, it is completely the demigod's realm and ability. The trio is easily knocked down without any resistance. Kent has just chased to the place where Renault fell to the ground.
After dealing with Renault and Fix, Durand turned around slowly and smiled slightly in front of Kent: "Okay, all the fish are clean, now it's your turn."
"You...you..." Kent's wrinkled old face twitched one after another, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at Durand, opening his mouth but couldn't speak.
What else can I say? What else can I say now? If there is a medicine for regret in this world, Kent would not have made a decision to break the contract. His original reliance was that Durand was injured, but now look at it, how could he look like he should be injured?!
However, through the battle just now, Kent also saw some clues: Although Durand seems to be able to display various profession abilities, he always feels a bit plausible and not completely pure, and he uses all his own ice and fire power. In terms of absolute power, Durand is still at the peak of level seven, and there is still a small but insurmountable distance from level eight. The difference is that the means are more changed.
Thinking of this, I came to my mind and my eyes became steady and firm again.
Durand saw Kent's change in his eyes. His eyes flashed slightly and he laughed: "Old guy, let me guess what you are thinking. Do you think I have a level gap with you, so you think you still have a chance of winning?"
"Not bad!" Kent nodded for granted, with a stern expression: "The gap in level is insurmountable! And don't forget that my lich body is much stronger than an ordinary eight-level profession, and my soul is even more a necromancer in the realm of the holy realm! With my current strength, I'm afraid even the seven cars in the city may not be my opponent. Even if you are a seven-level profession, what can you do to me if you have some strange abilities?"
"Hmph, I'm so mean and weak."
Durand curled his lips and gave an evaluation: "So I said you are too impatient. Your body is indeed strong and your soul is even more powerful. But can you fully grasp it? An old guy who has just broken through to level 8 for less than a day is really brave enough to say it!"
Kent sneered: "Then you can try it!"
Durand was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "Okay, let me see what I have now..." After the words came, his face suddenly became solemn, and then he took a deep breath with all his strength. This breath seemed to suck the air of the entire ghost street into his lungs, and Durand's body actually swelled violently!
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Chapter completed!