My queen is rebelling!

Seizing the opportunity, Cohen brandished his twin swords, creating whistling sounds with each swing. The trajectory was smooth and graceful, yet carried an aura of ruthless slaughter!

Swish!

The twin swords left a faint white mark on Boggs' right shoulder!

Two seconds passed in the blink of an eye!

Boggs had already recovered from the Daze spell.

Looking at his right shoulder, which, apart from being slightly scorched, didn't even have a scratch, he grinned hideously:

"You know nothing about the Silver Body!

No matter how exquisite your combat skills are, with your Bronze Tier 1 strength, you can't break the defense of the Silver Body!"

Boggs roared and continued to swing his battle axe.

Cohen, failing to land a hit, showed no frustration on his face. He quickly retreated, riding the Ghost Crab.

Boggs' figure swept over like a violent whirlwind, his suddenly erupted speed quickly closing in on Cohen.

Berserker class skill, War Charge!

The huge battle axe in Boggs' hand was already raised high, the blade gleaming with a cold light, and swung down heavily!

A burst of exclamations came from the arena.

Soon, Boggs felt a burning sensation on his right arm again. Cohen suddenly appeared behind him, stabbing his right shoulder twice!

Like an eagle fighting a tiger, the two of them were locked in a stalemate, seemingly competing to see who would collapse first due to magic power or willpower.

Apart from Boggs feeling the increasing heat on his right shoulder, neither of them was injured. It was as if they were competing to see who would collapse first due to magic or willpower.

Everyone watched the Shadow Master, who was fighting Boggs on equal footing.

They all fell into speechless silence.

Was this his true strength?

Was this the terror of an ancient secret class?

A Tier 1 was actually able to fight a Silver Tier for so long!

Although Cohen couldn't break Boggs' Silver Body, he wasn't defeated by Boggs either.

The battle that was happening before their eyes was truly subverting their conventional understanding.

If fighting across tiers or even grades was so easy, then what was the point of the existence of the Transcendent Sequence levels?

In a first-floor box, Modo said thoughtfully:

"Is his Shadowmeld skill a talent skill? It's a pity we know too little about the [Dragon Mark Weapon Master]."

Isabella, completely immersed in the match, heard Modo's voice and said:

"It shouldn't be. I guess it's a skill he cultivated himself."

Modo continued:

"He can't win fighting like this. Does he want to compete with a Silver Tier in magic power reserves and willpower?"

Huh?

Mr. Modo's eyes showed surprise. He looked at Boggs' right shoulder and slowly said:

"Strange, the place where he stabbed Boggs' right shoulder seems to have a strange energy, and this energy is getting higher and higher!"

It wasn't just Modo who noticed this.

Many high-level transcendents with keen senses also clearly noticed this.

On the arena, Cohen's twin swords kept stabbing Boggs' right shoulder. Boggs only felt his right shoulder getting hotter and hotter, as if an energy was about to burst out of his body.

A strange fear arose in his heart.

Finally, with the swing of the last sword, as if reaching a critical point, this energy was finally completely released!

Everyone felt a sudden burst of orange light in their vision:

Boggs' right shoulder suddenly burst into orange flames, and a scorching energy like a raging fire roasted his right arm.

A shrill scream came, and his originally somewhat handsome face instantly twisted hideously.

The enormous pain devoured Boggs' will.

He directly discarded the battle axe in his hand, his body curled up into a ball, his cheeks sunken, as if all his vitality and vitality had been drained by the pain!

Cohen's twin swords disappeared, his eyes condensed with ice, and he muttered softly:

Golden Rune: Add Fuel to the Fire, attacks inflict an infinitely stackable burning effect, causing continuous damage!

The superposition of countless stabs, the attached burning effect, finally accumulated to a terrifying value.

In an instant, a high amount of energy began to erupt from the inside out.

In the blink of an eye, Boggs' right arm had been devoured by the scorching flames, and his shrill screams echoed throughout the Transcendent Arena.

Theodore in the second-floor box showed shock and anger. Even Boggs, a Tier 4, had failed to win. What kind of monster was this!

Looking at his nephew's miserable appearance, he wanted to go up and rescue him, but the pressure from the two Legendary Tiers made him dare not act rashly.

The heir of the DuPont family, a dignified Silver Tier, was defeated by a Tier 1. In less than an hour, this news would sweep through the entire Aifien like a hurricane.

The DuPont family's face would be completely crushed.

On the arena, Boggs finally exchanged his life for the price of one right arm:

He endured the severe pain, picked up the battle axe, and chopped heavily at his right arm.

After cutting off his right arm, the deadly burning sensation disappeared. A sense of humiliation and pain filled his heart. The complex gazes from all around finally shattered his psychological defenses, coupled with the pain brought about by the broken arm, and he fainted directly.

Experience: 300/300.

Cohen heard a voice in his ear:

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"Detected that the experience value has reached the level of advancement, do you want to advance?"

Advance!

A surging and turbulent force, like a violent torrent, raged and collided within his body. Golden dragon power enveloped his entire body, once again baptizing Cohen's Bronze Body.

Every inch of muscle and every bone was placed under the bath of dragon blood, and the golden light on his skin was like the rising morning sun.

This was the dragon blood that had not been completely absorbed during the previous advancement to the Transcendent, and was completely stimulated from the body when advancing to Tier 2.

At the same time, a giant dragon phantom soared behind him, flying around him up and down.

Various weapons and equipment were constantly flashing above his head—bows, long swords, scimitars, hand cannons, giant axes…

Seeing the magnificent scene before them, everyone had no doubts about Cohen's job, it was the ancient secret job that only existed in theory—[Dragon Mark Weapon Master].

Modo's face showed surprise:

"The first time we met, he hadn't even entered the Transcendent level. It's only been a few days, and he's already Tier 2?"

Isabella's face was calm:

"I really want those annoying flies to come and see what a real genius is!

A group of wastrels lying on the merits of their ancestors really think that the world will stop turning without them!"

Besides Isabella, Prince Haugh and Earl Middleton also knew that Cohen had not entered the Transcendent level a few days ago.

However, they had already been numbed by Cohen's endless stream of terrifying talents.

Everything gradually subsided, and Cohen felt an unprecedented lightness and transparency. Unlike the cold data in the game in his previous life, this was a comprehensive improvement in his physical attributes.

Every step up the Transcendent Sequence was a leap in the level of life.

A series of prompts sounded in his ears:

Shadowmeld, Empty-Handed Blade Seizure, Transformation into Myriad Weapons, and Counterattack Storm have been upgraded.

"Shadowmeld: Level 2, consumes 5% of magic power per minute."

"Empty-Handed Blade Seizure: Level 2, launches a Willpower check against five enemies simultaneously. If successful, seizes the opponent's weapon."

"Transformation into Myriad Weapons: Level 2, provides a magic weapon to five friendly units (including the host). The weapon level is determined by the host's class level."

"Counterattack Storm: Level 2, wields the weapon to enter an absolute defense stance that lasts for five seconds. Activate this skill at any time to stun enemy units for three seconds. (Absolute Defense: Immune to attacks of the same tier and below, reduces 60% of higher-tier attacks)"