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Volume 1 Chapter 69 Battle of the Eighth Level II

At this moment, Durand was like a balloon. All the air that was sucked into his lungs seemed to turn into muscles. His body swelled inch by inch, his arms, legs, body, shoulders, neck... every muscle was bulging in violent bounces, and every inch of muscles and bones stretched in the crackling and crisp sound. He was more than one size bigger, and his height was raised by a whole head.

In a blink of an eye, Durand, who was originally only 1.85 meters tall, had become a strong man over two meters!

Kent was completely stunned. The big hammer that was originally held tightly in his hand almost fell to the ground.

What's going on?

It would be fine to play with skills from other professions, but I could barely accept it, but I even had a transformation?! What is the situation?!

Half of the old face shivered violently, the old lich looked at Durand with a big change in image in a daze, and asked blankly: "You... are you a barbarian? Or a titan? Or a balloon?"

Durand grinned: "I'm a Thunder Titan now!"

As he finished speaking, a small red and blue arc suddenly popped up around him, followed by the second, third, and fourth... In an instant, countless two-color arcs ejected from his body, and were densely wrapped around Durand.

If Kent was still suspicious just now, he really had to believe it now, because Durand's image, coupled with the lightning covered with his body, is clearly the basic ability of the Thunder Titans: Thunder Garnish.

The rules of this plane have developed quite complete in terms of thunder, so the thunder Titans born are also particularly powerful. This race not only has physical strength that is almost no less than the thunder Titan, but also can drive the thunder power to release the thunder power, and then spread the body surface. This is the basic ability of the Titan clan - Thunder Gaoyi. Almost every adult thunder Titan can be used.

Because the number of Thunder Titans is relatively rare, Durand has not had many opportunities to study, and his stronger racial abilities cannot be used, but even so, his current aura is quite terrifying.

The demigod fire in the body constantly emitted the unique aura of power of Thunder Titan. After this aura and ice and fire power were combined, it brought the attribute of thunder, causing Durand's power form to turn from ice and fire to tiny arc shapes.

To be fair, although Durand's momentum is terrifying at this moment, in terms of real strength, he is probably not as good as his ability to fight the enemy with the ability of a combat mage, such as the weird combat physical skills and gorgeous spells.

The reason why he deliberately turned into the Thunder Titan was that on the one hand he wanted to experience it, and on the other hand, the Thunder Titan's head-on ability is extremely powerful.

In terms of combat physical skills, Durand took a vicious and changeable path, not very good at frontal attacks and killing. The last time he fought with the old lich, he also won by close combat. The combat mage's advantage on physical body was not obvious, so Durand used the power of the Thunder Titan to prepare to fight the opponent head-on! At this moment, his whole body was full of explosive power, and he could hardly control himself and squirted out.

"Haha! Come on!" Durand laughed wildly and rushed towards Kent, who was still in a daze.

Although Kent was extremely shocked, he knew that he must not panic at this time, otherwise he would only lose his foot. He calmed himself down, stared at Durand who was coming towards him, shouted deeply, and went up. He stepped on the ground step by step, and the force emerged from the soles of his feet, which was as fast as an electric current. After the waist strength was strengthened, he finally poured into his arms and swung the hammer in his hand. At this moment, the originally heavy hammer seemed to have lost its weight, and he pulled it up from bottom to sob with a low whimpering roar. The hammer head rushed straight towards Durand's chin.

"Good come!" Durand shouted, pinched his fists, sank his shoulders and dropped his elbows, and two fists that were bigger than a sandbag hit the hammer head hard.

The two fists and the hammer collided fiercely, and then a dull sound sounded like a war drum pounding in the ghost street!

The hammer hit the ground faster than when he was lifted up. The huge force drove Kent's body to shake, and the hammer hit the ground. Durand was not feeling well, and was hit by the hammer's power and leaned back. The battle mage version of the Thunder Garnish on his body fluctuated a few times, becoming a little disordered, but he forced himself to withstand a huge impulse and did not retreat.

Kent tried hard to pull out the big hammer from the ground, and looked at Durand's eyes and became a little surprised: "You... Durand, you... How could the punch just now be at level eight?!"

Yes, in the old lich's feelings, the opponent's power is completely at level eight.

Judging from the collision just now, Kent felt that Durand was not inferior to him in absolute power. This... this is not something that a level seven professional can do, and it is impossible no matter how ignorant it is!

You should know that Kent's body is a lich body. The body of the lich is known for its strong physical strength and almost invincible defense. Unless Durand is also a level eight profession, it is impossible to take the hammer just now.

But the fact is that Durand not only took over, but was also unscathed, and both sides were completely evenly matched.

"Are you a level 8 strong man?" Kent shouted: "It makes no sense! Apart from me, there should be only those cars in the City of Pastors. Although I have never had much contact with the seven cars of Pastors, I have heard of them... You can't be one of them!"

When the old lich thought that he had no advantage in level, he could not help but take a step back.

"Durand! Answer me! Are you a level 8 professional?" Kent almost burst out from his teeth.

"What do you think?" Durand hit his chest twice, making a dull collision sound, and pressed him forward again with a grim smile.

He had indeed used the eighth level power just now, and accordingly, the plane power was also generated, and he was pressing heavily on Durand. If he had not been distracted from resisting plane suppression, the attack just now should have caused Kent to suffer a little injury, rather than a situation where both sides were evenly matched.

Durand knew very well that he could not fight a protracted battle under the pressure of the plane power, and the old lich was not an opponent who could be knocked down in a short period of time. If he forced the opponent to stimulate the hidden saint-level soul power at any cost, it would be difficult to say. Therefore, when he forced him up again, Durand quietly untied a layer of self-seal, allowing his own power to cross level 8 and jump to level 9!

So in Kent's eyes, the aura emitted from Durand suddenly surged a lot, and vaguely, he felt an indescribable force that seemed to arise and pressed on Durand.

The old lich didn't even think about it, and quickly thrust his chest and made a defensive posture. However, Durand swung his left fist and the big hammer was smashed out of his hand and flew out from afar.

Then Durand stuck out his right hand, opened his five fingers and let out a puff, deeply inserted into the old lich's heart and mouth!

"Uh———!" Kent's body stiffened instantly.
Chapter completed!
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