Chapter 646 - 344: Master of the Dark Furnace Reduced to a Sparring Partner _3

Chapter 646: Chapter 344: Master of the Dark Furnace Reduced to a Sparring Partner _3

"Are you an Arcane Knight?"

"No wonder!"

However, Lokar didn’t wait for Raine’s answer. Instead, a Warhammer as swift as lightning greeted him.

"Clang clang!"

Lokar and Raine resumed their fierce duel.

This time, with High Priest Du Gahar’s Divine Art augmentation, the Master of the Dark Furnace Lokar’s strength, speed, and other physical qualities improved further. Even against Raine, the battle was evenly matched.

The two blurry figures engaged in an intense battle on the spacious ground of the Lava Cave at almost lightning speeds.

Besides the clanging sounds of metal collisions, Lokar’s voice could also be heard in the cave.

"I admit your power is strong, stronger than I expected."

"But you’re still too young."

Not intending to persuade Raine, Lokar, who is extremely experienced in combat, knows well the importance of psychological warfare.

At this moment, he was fighting with all his might, with the blessing of his old friend Du Gahar, yet still unable to suppress this young human before him.

Therefore, as the battle went on, he became more alarmed and tried to find flaws in his opponent from a psychological angle.

As for Raine.

Clearly, he hadn’t unleashed his full potential, and had barely used any Magic.

On one hand, considering Lokar had High Priest Du Gahar behind him, ordinary Fifth Level and Sixth Level Spells would likely have little effect on the Master of the Dark Furnace Lokar. On the other hand, Raine simply didn’t want to defeat Lokar in a short time.

Because after the clash, he found that the once formidable Master of the Dark Furnace Lokar brought him little pressure, even accounting for potential ambushes from nearby High Priest Du Gahar, not enough to pose too great a threat.

This prompted Raine to swiftly change tactics.

He decided to use Lokar’s hand to sharpen the newly acquired Extraordinary Class Skill ’Thunderous Stampede’.

"Clang clang!!"

"Thunderous Stampede!"

The Warhammer continued its relentless strikes, interspersed at intervals by five dazzling arcs slicing down from nowhere.

Though Lokar had the continuous Divine Art protection and healing from High Priest Du Gahar, he couldn’t completely avoid the tingling sensation all over his body, which made him increasingly anxious.

"You think I’m threatening you?"

"Young man, look behind you!"

Lokar said, slightly hurriedly.

"Clang!!"

Raine pushed Lokar back and glanced at the cave entrance out of the corner of his eye, seeing hundreds of well-trained Gray Dwarves marching neatly and blocking the entrance.

"No matter how strong your skills are, your stamina is ultimately limited. Young man, what do you think will happen if I let my subordinates continuously besiege you?"

"What a shame." Raine looked at the Gray Dwarf Royal Guard battle array behind him, then glanced at Lokar, shaking his head in lament.

"What a shame?" Lokar asked, puzzled.

He had just perceived again, finding no reinforcements from the opponent around.

Suddenly.

A spatial fluctuation came from near the cave entrance, followed by the dense sound of blunt instruments striking and sharp weapons piercing flesh, and finally, the Gray Dwarf battle array quickly panicked in unrest.

Before Lokar could say anything, several Dwarves, similar in stature and appearance to him but with completely different skin tones, appeared in front of him!

"Surface Dwarves!" Lokar’s face immediately turned extremely ugly.

"Oh! Mr. Rein, is this what you call Dark Furnace scum?" Elder Grenum hoisted a heavy Two-Handed Warhammer and sneered disdainfully at the Master of the Dark Furnace Lokar, snorting coldly.

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