In just a few seconds, he was already right in front of Durnhardt. His hand had pierced through his opponent's chest, his fingers pressing against Durnhardt's heart with deadly precision. A look of shock crossed Durnhardt's face, but it was quickly replaced by laughter.
"Hahaha… This is the Magnus I know. Come on, show me how much you've improved!" Durnhardt said with a sly grin, revealing his sharp white teeth.
The spear in Durnhardt's right hand shot up high, then slashed down swiftly, aiming to sever Magnus' hand that had pierced his chest. However, Magnus vanished in an instant, reappearing somewhere else as if he had never been there.
Then, with a swift movement, Magnus pointed at Durnhardt. In an instant, Durnhardt's body began to change, slowly turning to stone, starting from his feet and creeping upward, encasing his entire form.
"No! Impossible!" Durnhardt roared, his voice filled with rage.
