The Duke of Byron shouted angrily:

"Renault, you are so bold that you dare to be disrespectful to Mussolini!"

"Mussolini" in the duke's mouth is exactly the name under the crown of this Frostwing.

A trace of sorrow passed across Mussolini's face, and he clenched his fist tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze the unrelenting transcendent in front of him into a ball of mud.

Along with this movement, the web of mental power shrank sharply and quickly wrapped around Renault's body.

Mussolini intends to concentrate his mental energy, forcibly invade the other's source of elements, detonate the mana in this guy, and let Renault enjoy the ultimate "pleasure" of the mana runaway.

The so-called "magic energy runaway" means that after one's own magic energy loses the restraint of mental power, it begins to eat itself back. At this time, every part of the body, skin, muscles, bones, etc., will be attacked by magic energy.

At this time, the backlashed person seems to be in hell, and will experience the feeling that life is not as good as death. This terrible torture will not end until the mana is exhausted.

However, this trick requires ridiculously high spiritual power, and this can only be done at the level of Profound Meaning and above, and the distance between the two parties must be extremely close.

However, Mussolini was surprised to find that no matter how the mental power was stimulated, Renault stood there like a okay person, his mental power seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier, and he could never break through the distance of 1 meter in front of the opponent.

How could this be?

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he felt bad in his heart, so he sprinted back without hesitation, and at the same time mobilized mana to try to change the attack method.

However, it was too late.

At this moment, the distance between the two sides is only 3 meters. For the Uranus, fighting within such a short distance is no different from close-to-hand combat. Any skill will be interfered by each other's mental power.

The only thing both sides can do is a contest of mental strength.

It's just like the internal force competition between the martial arts plane and the arena knights.

In this respect, Renault is invincible in the world.

Because of his spiritual power, it is as deep as the sea of ​​abyss.

Reynolds grinned, and while using [Nan Momentum] to fly forward, following each other like a shadow, while wantonly radiating all the spiritual power in his soul space.

He slaughtered countless black orcs, dozens of extraordinary beings, hundreds of powerful monsters, a dozen extraordinary monsters, two monsters, and two profoundly righteous people. After he has accumulated spiritual power, he is the opposite of the righteous one. More than twice as much.

When this force burst out with all its strength, the pressure it brought was very, very scary.

At this moment, Mussolini suddenly discovered that the transcendent on the opposite side seemed to have become a terrifying prehistoric beast.

At the same time, he also felt that a vast spiritual power radiated from the opponent's body, smashing his own network of spiritual power like a ruin.

Mussolini exclaimed in shock:

"You are profound..."

Renault grinned, and the bloodthirsty cold came to his face.

Congratulations, you are right, but unfortunately there is no reward...

Only... punishment!

He stretched out his right hand, and his mental power shook rapidly, and there were waves visible to the naked eye in the air. This is exactly the scene created when the mental power fluctuates to the extreme and directly interferes with the real space.

This scene stunned Mussolini.

He lived more than 160 years old, and it was the first time he saw such a spectacle.

Who is the other party?

Even the Upright Ones, I am afraid they can't do this...

Is he... the legendary master?

At this point, Mussolini shouted in horror:

"Under Renault, this is a misunderstanding..."

Renault whispered "misunderstanding you are paralyzed", and the ripples in the sky became denser, his spiritual power turned into a match, tore the void and entangled Mussolini's body.

Mussolini only felt that his body was bound by an invisible iron chain, his legs couldn't move a step, and his arms were tightly bound. The fluctuations of the magical energy in his body instantly subsided, like flowing water frozen by the extreme cold.

Only then did he know firsthand how powerful the other party's mental power was.

What was even more frightening was that he also saw the substantive killing intent in Renault's eyes.

This made Mussolini's heart broken with fear, and he pleaded loudly without even thinking about it:

"Xiamen, please forgive my offense, I am willing to pay..."

Before he could finish his words, he slapped a palm on his forehead and made a soft "bang".

In the next moment, Mussolini's face turned pale, his throat creaked, his eyes turned up, his eyes turned into pale fisheyes, his facial muscles twitched, his mouth was wide open, and his saliva and nose were all running. come out.

His crotch was soaked in an instant, the light yellow liquid dripped on the carpet, and a strong stench came out, causing Renault to frown.

At this moment, this prestigious upright person looks no different from a child with mental disabilities.

The reason why Mussolini became such a stupid look was of course not because of Renault's "one shot", but because of his mental power attack.

When Renault's palm touched the opponent's forehead, the highly condensed mental power became an indestructible "spirit needle".

Under the guidance of the "Book of Thermodynamics", this needle pierced the barrier of space instantly, passed through the subspaces of layers, and finally entered a subsidiary subspace of the ice element space, stabbing a ball Strange energy that keeps beating.

This is Mussolini's upright heart.

The Needle of Spiritual Power detonated the Heart of Upanishad and directly triggered a magical riot, turning Mussolini into this ghost.

Renault clearly felt that powerful mana fluctuations continued to emerge from the opponent's body. This fluctuation was different from the normal state. It appeared chaotic and not as orderly as usual when using skills.

On the other side, the Duke of Byron was completely silly.

He woke up when the stench came.

He never expected that under the crown of the Frost Wings of the Megatron Kingdom, he would behave so unbearably that he was beaten by the opponent without the strength to fight back. Just being slapped lightly, he was incontinent.

When he thought of the Haikou that Mussolini had boasted under his crown when they first met, he felt an indescribable irony.

What's so...who is the Profound One?

The Duke secretly glanced at Renault's back and couldn't help swallowing.

God, this sir, no, under the crown, how powerful is his power? Actually beat an upright person like a dog.

When will such a terrible upright person emerge in the human world?

If he had known that Renault Odin was an upright person, he would not agree to the Prince's proposal if he said anything.

The Duke took a deep breath, barely suppressed the thoughts in his heart that were like a stormy sea, and quietly moved back.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice that was as cold as a blade:

"Duke Byron, if I were you, I would stand here honestly and not go anywhere..."