Duke of Grief

"Did Griffin fail to stop you?"

The Arcanist standing under the mage tower looked at the sprinting figure and shook his hair with a sigh: "You are smart, although hard power is not too strong, but you can get here... why you are not on our side People?"

He made no secret of the regret in his speech, even as an "enemy", he was full of respect for the rumored "Kurkut Empire Chief Court Master", even if he did not mention the previous things, he did now The thing is enough to make him feel admired.

"I don't want to be against you, you are also a caster, but unfortunately, we have a different position." The Arcanist sighed again, and the sight of mercy fell on Rurno, "If not , We should be able to be friends..."

"You're too impulsive." Between words, Rurno's face cracked and said flatly, "As a caster, you should not face me alone, nor should you leave the mage tower."

"The probability of you defeating me is less than two percent." The Arcanist shook his head. "And, I only stepped out of the central tower just to show my respect for you-I can give you a fair chance, Although I am not that stubborn and pedantic knight, but for you, I think I should pay you a lot of respect.

"Come on! Stop talking nonsense, after all, you don't have much time!"

After all, the Arcanist raised the staff in his hand, and after a moment of silence, Rurno also raised his hand.

"Forgive me for your kindness!"

Ruhrno's arm suddenly cracked, and a few cracks opened.

The Arcanist looked at his plain, yet eyes full of perseverance, and heard him say this: "I came this time to protect the empire I love and protect the people of the empire. If a fair duel, I I can’t defeat you, even if I defeat you, it doesn’t have much impact on the battle. So, my goal is the mage tower behind you, the floating city itself!”

"Is it..." The Arcanist frowned, closed his eyes slightly, and shook his head in pain. "It's a pity..."

With the staff in his hand, Huo Ran paused, and the Arcanist opened his eyes and glared at him, "Then we are'enemy'!"

The halo spreading under his feet suddenly spread across the square. The hair and the swing of the Arcanist danced in the wind. The power of anger came from the heart. A huge unreal clock condensed behind him, and the second hand jumped every second. Ruhrno's thinking was slowed down accordingly.

——[Legendary Gesture·Time Thief]!

The Arcanist strode forward, and in Ruhrno's sight, his figure was flashing and approaching quickly.

But Ruerno was unmoved. The cold that had escaped from the body spread on the ground, and the frost and cold penetrated through the cracks of the floor tiles, freezing the ground and the energy supply pipeline below.

But the Arcanist waved his staff, and suddenly the steam was steaming under the floor tiles, and the thin ice melted instantly.

The swirling cold wind wrapped Rurno, he waved his hand, and the biting cold wind blew past, all the steam condensed into ice in the air, and fell to the ground.

A miniature snow world is spreading around with Runo as the center, pulling the robe on his body, only the remaining magic ornaments collide together and jingle.

"Your soul is extremely fragile!" The Arcanist stopped and pointed to Rurno with a staff in his hand. The long-standing psionic energy turned into illusion, penetrated the raging snow, and hit Rurno's soul.

The two magical amulets exploded into a mass of silver powder again, but they could not prevent the spiritual sharp spikes from inserting into Rurno's soul.

Ruhrno groaned, and his body surface opened again, but his mouth raised. "My soul is falling apart. I have forgotten my childhood. My parents, who died unexpectedly and died early, the teacher who taught me knowledge and thoughts. , A classmate who once walked with me on the path of a mage-I forgot!"

Flames were burning in his eyes, and a virus called madness infected his soul and spread rapidly.

There is no cure for the disease, but Ruhrno does not matter. He does not need treatment because he has already embarked on the road of ‘death’.

As the body continued to rupture, the bone frost cold restrained in the body spilled out, the collapse of the soul accelerated again, and more soul fragments carrying memories floated out of his body and disappeared into nothingness.

The Arcanist's face sank, "The pace of death is constantly approaching you!"

Colorful light bloomed from Rurno, and the ripples of death passed through his body, ruthlessly destroying part of his soul.

With his left hand elbows disconnected, the broken arm turned into ice in the air, falling off the ground and bursting apart, turning into powder and melting into the wind and snow. For a while, the storm storm snow suddenly hit, even the Arcane The teachers were shrouded in this snowstorm.

Upon hearing this, Ruhrno laughed loudly: "The messenger of death has already knocked on the door of my house, but I think I still want to stay in the world for a while, and death did not immediately take me away.

"Dear enemy, I have long been fearless!"

His will was so strong that even the Arcanist couldn't help but feel a headache, even though his soul was already covered with cracks, but his strong will clung together.

If not, he should have died long ago!

As Rurno's body continued to crack, the world of snow and snow that had been blocked in his body also came into this world, from illusion to reality, this is the power of'Legend'!

The flurry of violent wind is like a blade, and a layer of flesh and blood is to be scraped from the human body, and the flying snow is cold and bone-bearing. Standing in this wind and snow, it is like dealing with a knife from all directions.

The Arcanist stretched out a shield upside down on the ground, but even so, the guy's power continued to penetrate into his body.

This cold can't be offset by [Anti-Cold]. This is the frost from the soul, which can affect the body and hurt the soul.

Rurno is about to die, so he no longer needs to contain his powers, and he can freely release to the outside world.

The Arcanist frowned, and now there is no other way to solve the situation except killing the guy immediately.

But even he, how can he easily fight a legend that can fully exert all his power?

"Call Arcane Strike!" the Arcanist gritted his teeth ugly, "Target, Rurno Luces!"

"It's useless..." Rurno's voice echoed faintly in the snow, and at this time, several cracks opened on his face again. "Facing a legend that completely liberated all power, before I died on my own, You can’t kill me..."

The thunder came suddenly, the dome gleamed with light, and the arc kept bombarding Rurno, but it was resisted by successive ice crystals.

The Arcanist took a deep breath and raised his left hand, holding it in vain, as if he had grasped something, and that thing was pulsating in his palm.

Ruhrno just smiled, a hole in his chest burst, and the ice crystals drifted with the wind, "My heart is already broken."

He forgot his students, and the knowledge he had taught them...

The shadow under his feet suddenly popped up and pierced his body, but he didn't care.

Elba Kandel's existence disappeared from his memory, and with it came the people he had contacted...

With three element furnaces as support, the falling Thunder finally broke through the defense of the ice crystals. Even Rulnuo in the state of'disintegration' is difficult to match. The body and robe instantly become black, and the cracks on the body become more and more profound.

Charlemagne Gleason was forgotten by him, and with it came the knowledge in his mind...

The wind and snow swept the inner city center, the roaring wind moved the atmosphere, and even more terrifying natural disasters were slowly taking shape.

The ice covered the earth, and the terrible low temperature enveloped the area. Even the Arcanist was covered with ice on his face.

"Quick! Kill him!!!" At this time, after careful thinking, the great arcanist suddenly realized what'Rurno Luches' was doing, and a fear suddenly rose in his heart. He screamed out in spite of his image.

Ruhrno smiled, "Late!"

The next moment~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His head exploded, and his soul dissipated, and the spirit fragments were drawn into the void and returned to the sea of ​​chaos.

But the fire of strong will was left in place, and the radiance of the low temperature suddenly rose into the sky, penetrated the dome of the floating city, the barrier covering the city shattered, and the debris had just fallen. Has self-decomposed into magic power and returned to the world.

The sky above the floating city, the gate of the kingdom of God suddenly opened, connecting the main material plane with the **** kingdom of the elven **** system, the horn of war between the arcane empire and the elven clan was blown again!

Even if he is dead, Rurno Luches's will is still guarding the empire he loves, and everything before is just that he is making a fuss and delaying time.

In this war, the gods are the real main force!

In Norman City, Charlemagne smiled helplessly when he saw the door to the Kingdom of God opened, silently lit a cigarette and closed his eyes.

"Rurno, goodbye..."

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