Seeing so many Death Knights, Abominations, and even Frost Dragons coming, the hundreds of elite professionals of the Alliance have given up hope of survival.
Just at this moment the most urgent retreat order came!
"Retreat? Immediately!?"
The leading professional wanted to persist, but heard Justin's roar: "Don't be stubborn! Commander Edmund is going to use a big move! If you don't want to be buried with the bones in vain, get back here! I will cover you with artillery fire."
Those who dare to kill in Naxxramas are all men of steel, many of whom are the backbone of the Silver Dawn. Perhaps they have imagined that if they fail, they may be killed, or even become the undead they hate, but as long as they are still alive, they will fight for their families, their kingdoms, and the world.
They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying meaninglessly.
If they retreat just for the sake of retreat, they will never want to do that. Speaking of Duke's ultimate move... that's really a joke!
Duke's ultimate move has been praised by countless people. The earliest one was the first battle of Dark Gate, which burned down Stormwind City and buried 100,000 orcs with it...
Every professional shuddered, and then retreated in a hurry.
At this moment, the most violent artillery fire was heard from the Breaking Sky.
"Fire all the ammunition! It doesn't matter even if the Cannons explode! If we can rescue the warriors of the Alliance, we will win!" Justin shouted.
The dwarf gunners below naturally fired with all their might.
Without caring about the hot shells ejected from the barrel, the dwarf gunner directly went to throw and load the shells like a god.
There's no need to aim, since the target won't go far at this close range anyway.
For a moment, the roar of artillery fire and the huge smoke almost enveloped the entire Skybreaker, and the ship could not be seen.
While the artillery fire was suppressing the undead army, the elite forces of the Alliance retreated at high speed along the chain bridge, barely retreating 90% of their force.
At this moment, a violent shaking sound came from the chain bridge on the Naxxramas side, as if it was hit by a violent earthquake wave, and suddenly the entire flying fortress shook.
the Alliance soldiers could see more clearly on the Skybreaker, which relied on propellers to stay afloat.
Outside the undead fortress Naxxramas, a huge skull that was both a decoration and perhaps some kind of magical creation began to slide down the slope of the fortress.
As the huge skull relief, which looked to be as large as two football fields, fell down, the entire area where the undead army that was about to besiege the elite of the Alliance was located fell off.
Just like broken building blocks, those trapezoidal areas filled with middle and high-level undead such as Death Knights and Abominations actually peeled off from the Naxxramas fortress along with the skeleton reliefs and fell down as a whole, and below was the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj!
"Ahhh——" This wasn't a scream! The undead had no feelings of fear. This was the Death Knights cursing.
The death knights are miserable, they are not frost dragon riders. The proud dragon race, even after death, no dragon is willing to let humans or other species ride. As a result, the death knights are also desperate, riding a bunch of undead war horses that can't fly.
It is now at least 500 meters above the ground.
With their shadow magic power, if they are skilled enough to activate Death Grip in time to grab something when they are about to fall to the ground, the Death Knights will most likely not break their legs or something.
The undead horses must have broken their legs.
As for hatred, you can only wish for good luck. If you fall from a height of 500 meters, even if you are not smashed into a pulp, it will be a horrible sight.
Without a warhorse, the Death Knight's combat power would drop by at least 30%. In this situation, it would be a pity to face the insect nest that was like a tsunami and never stopped.
"This is..." Almost every Alliance warrior had a look of confusion on their faces.
It seems that the love-hate relationship between the Scourge and the Zerg was not enough, so this time they didn't even give the Scourge a way to retreat, leaving it to die?
Justin seemed to have noticed something. He was vague but full of mystery: "It seems that the Skybreaker will have to come to Naxxramas more often in the future!"
In the main control room, curses were heard on almost every communication circuit, as well as accusations from the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
However, Farina ignored them all. In the name of the commander, she pulled all the remaining Scourge troops to the peripheral areas. Then she stripped the entire building area in the name of damage. Then the entire fortress was cleared.
Farina knelt down and prostrated herself on the ground with great obedience. She said in the most respectful tone, "Great Master Edmund, now except for the spider eggs that have not yet hatched in the spider zone and the few remnants who just refused to accept orders, the fortress is relatively clean."
Duke suddenly wanted to laugh.
Laugh if you want to laugh!
"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!" Duke's arrogant laughter echoed throughout the main control room.
Farina was trembling at his feet, and could only pretend to smile, because she really couldn't figure out what this new master, who seemed to have planned everything, was thinking.
This time, Duke really made a profit.
Originally, according to his idea, Kel'Thuzad would most likely hand over the command to the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
Unfortunately, there are not so many assumptions in the world.
If Kel'Thuzad had not regarded Farina as a backbone of the Church of the Damned and one of the few rational high-level leaders, the command of Naxxramas would not have fallen into her hands.
In terms of command ability alone, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are much stronger than her.
Why her? Because the Death Knight is destined to be Arthas's die-hard fan!
Kel'Thuzad is loyal to the Lich King, but he also has his own little calculations. It's just that now he has shot himself in the foot.
As expected, Kel'Thuzad's angry voice, along with his projection, suddenly appeared in the main control room.
That's right. Several building areas fell off the fortress. If Kel'Thuzad couldn't sense such a big thing, then he didn't deserve to be called the Lord of Naxxramas.
"Farina! You idiot! What on earth did you do!?"
Almost the moment the Great Lich's projection appeared, Farina was like a frightened rabbit, and she hid behind Duke with great agility. She didn't have the courage to lie on Duke's back or hold Duke's cloak, but just kneeled behind Duke, trying to make her presence as insignificant as possible, hoping that Kel'Thuzad would ignore her.
What a pity, how could Kel'thuzad not see her?
The red light in her eyes suddenly shone brightly: "Duke!? Farina, you traitor—"
Kel'thuzad's sharp scream made Farina's body tremble like a pendulum. She looked up at Duke, her voice full of pleading: "Master..."
She was not disappointed this time.
Duke swung his newly acquired Glorious Cloak, and the cloak with a purple background and yellow edges covered Farina's shoulders.
There was still contempt in Duke's eyes when he glanced over, but the meaning was very clear - although you are despicable and shameless, and I look down on you, but since you work for me, I will still protect you.
For some reason, Farina suddenly felt relieved. At least this new master did not destroy the bridge after crossing the river, forcing her to betray her old boss, the Scourge, and then ruthlessly abandon her.
"Farina, you bitch! I knew you were unreliable! I should have killed you long ago, destroyed your beauty, and made you give up serving the Scourge!" Kel'Thuzad's words were full of malice and cruelty, and the black witch's heart trembled! However, he changed the subject: "Edmund Duke, you are indeed a woman killer! I didn't expect..."
Duke was so embarrassed: "Wait! You said I cheated you, I admit it. But don't make me so desperate."
Kel'Thuzad: Uh
Farina: "…"
At this moment, Farina just wanted to find a piece of hard black bread to beat herself to death. She was self-proclaimed beautiful and had been among the nobles of Lordaeron. This was the first time she was belittled. But she couldn't refute it. First, Duke was her absolute master, and second, it was generally recognized that Duke had good taste.
Alas! Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry!
She was so miserable that she couldn't even vent her anger. She had to hold it in even if it caused internal injuries.
Because she still needs Duke's protection!
Duke certainly didn't care about the black witch's feelings. With a look of sarcasm on his face, he said, "Kel'Thuzad, put away your boring threats. You just stay on the upper level. Once I've dealt with your minions, it will be your turn."
After saying that, Duke waved his hand, and Kel'Thuzad's shadow suddenly disappeared.
After waiting for a second, Duke turned to Farina and said, "Okay, Kel'Thuzad has already reported your betrayal back to Icecrown Citadel. When Arthas wakes up, he will be the first to receive this 'good news'."
The so-called way of controlling subordinates and the mentality of an emperor are nothing more than this.
Knowing that Farina was not a good person, he still accepted her. Of course, he could not have left any tricks. What Duke did now was the same as when he accepted the administrator Executus in Molten Core. It didn't matter whether he was sincere or not. As long as he cut off his escape Road and left a super enemy who could kill him at any time, he would have to remain loyal to Duke as long as his enemy was not turned into ashes.
Faced with Duke's coercion, how could Farina refuse to obey?
Not only did he kowtow loudly, he also kissed Duke's boots enthusiastically. Well, this action is only done by the lowest lords who have committed crimes, or serfs, when they are saluting their lords. In the past five years, after Terenas died, this thing has basically not been popular in the Alliance.
Duke did not refuse Farina's greeting. He should not take such a black widow lightly. It is not impossible to give a sweet date after a slap, but not too quickly.
Duke grabbed her long pink hair and said, "Well, you have nothing to do here. Go back to Karazhan and listen to Khadgar. I'll call you if I need anything later."
Duke directly opened a portal and threw Farina in, then gave Khadgar a few instructions and turned his attention back to the main control room.
Duke typed a series of commands into the console: "Up, down, left, right, left, right, BABA."
Oh, this series of commands made Duke sigh! Generally speaking, before he crossed over, those who knew this series of commands without using Baidu were probably uncles in their thirties.
Of course, despite the emotion, this string of commands still faithfully fulfilled its purpose.
Suddenly, the entire control room was flashing with light, and all the language of the dead was erased, replaced by a line of more ancient and sacred text on the rising screen.
This is not an exaggeration. Indeed, every special text symbol reveals the power of holy light. After all, this floating fortress is also a Titan creation left by the Pantheon!
If anyone else had read this line of text, they would probably be at a loss. However, Duke, who had been to the War of the Ancients and had secretly seen a lot of extremely valuable first-hand information from the Burning Legion, was able to easily translate it using the system.
"Please enter the verification code for the ultimate permission rewrite."
If it were someone else, they would be at a loss, but Duke knew what it was.
A permission can only be overwritten by a higher permission.
This is why Sargeras' betrayal of the Pantheon caused such huge casualties to the Titans. As a member of the Titans, and his main task was to fight, Sargeras had very high authority. While he was annihilating his compatriots, he was also plundering the authority of other Titans. Therefore, a large part of the Pantheon's valuable heritage fell into his hands.
Now, the Lich King, Ner'zhul, is actually just a small traitor who has no authority over the Titans. He certainly does not have the authority to create anything of the Titans.
On the contrary, Duke has it!
Because no matter how it has been transformed, his spiral sword Duke's Morality is essentially a derivative of Quel'Zalamu made by the Titan himself!
When Duke took out the spiral sword and inserted it into the hole of an operating table rising from the ground, the text on the fortress system screen immediately noticed a change.
"Traces of forging by the forger Khaz'goroth detected!"
"Detected the enchanted mark of Dreamweaver Norgannon!"
"The highest authority has been confirmed!"
"After testing, it was found that the holder of the highest authority is not a Titan. Please state your identity, the holder of the highest authority."
A few minutes before the sword was inserted, Duke was still a shadow, a black man who couldn't be any darker. Now, Duke's whole body was bathed in golden light.
At first glance, he is the most holy of saints!
Duke began his performance with an extremely mysterious voice, speaking the Titan language analyzed by the system.
"That's right, I'm not a Titan! But I am the successor of the Titan's will. By chance, I got the great Quel'Zaram, which is a derivative of Aeskanis Punisher. From this moment on, I understood my destiny. I am willing to inherit the will of the great Pantheon and protect the planet Azeroth for the Pantheon. And I solemnly promise that as long as any Titan in the Pantheon comes, except the traitor Sargeras, I will unconditionally hand over the supreme control of this fortress."
Duke's words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and he sounded selfless!
Anyone who doesn't know the truth will be moved to tears and snot in no time. Not only does he openly admit his humble status, but he also promises to give up the ownership once the real owner comes. He is a living example of an honest and reliable young man in the new era!
Actually...all the touching moments mentioned above are bullshit!
Because only those who have traveled through time know that all the Titans in the Pantheon were killed by Lord Sargeras!
They are all dead!
However, as god-like beings, the Titans are also very powerful. They died, but their deaths were not clean, and various divine wills remain in the world.
You know, all high-level Titan systems have their own intelligence. There is absolutely no good outcome if you rob them. Or you will end up like Kel'Thuzad, who can use them but cannot obtain full authority. Once you encounter a being with higher authority, you will be finished.
So what if he died an unclean death? Didn't you hear that Duke deliberately left a language trap - emphasizing that he would only give up the authority if the real person came?
Duke's system elves have estimated that the Naxxramas control center has the wisdom of a ten-year-old human child. It is not very smart, but it absolutely abides by the rules left by the Titans of creation. It will automatically make choices that are in favor of the Titans' will.
Therefore, Duke's following words became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"The glory of the Pantheon is being tarnished by evil. Scan the interior of Naxxramas. Filthy undead creatures and savage spider creatures are occupying this place. The glory left by the Titans has been destroyed. If the Titans saw this, they would be very sad. I don't ask for permanent power, but I hope that before the great Titans come, my family Edmund Duke can become the temporary guardian of Naxxramas, and protect the planet Azeroth for the Pantheon with blood and life."
The fortress system was silent for a full ten seconds before it responded: "Okay! Please put your palm on the console and I will record your physiological information."
"Hey!" Duke put his left hand on it and immediately found a small hole in his middle finger made by something like a needle.
Is this recording my DNA data?
The stuff of Genesis Titan is really high-tech!
The voice of the fortress system sounded again: "Data recording is complete. The physiological genetic data and soul core data of Edmund Duke, the temporary highest authority owner, have been entered. From now on, I will complete all your orders that are not directed at the Pantheon! Welcome, Commander Edmund, please give orders."
"Huh!" At this moment, Duke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
nailed it!
There are many good things in Naxxramas, but the best thing is not the equipment obtained by killing Kel'Thuzad, or even most of the fragments of the artifact Legendary Guardian Staff of Atiesh, but Naxxramas itself!
If you have never been to the Twisting Nether, you will never truly feel the horror of the Burning Legion's void fleet attacking.
If it were the current version of the Skybreaker and other airships, they would probably be moving targets. Only Dalaran can be considered a true air defense stronghold. Now, Duke has added a heavy bargaining chip to the Alliance - the floating fortress Naxxramas!
In the future, if the planetary protection array with the guardian dragon as the core collapses, then Naxxramas can serve as the second barrier of Azeroth together with Dalaran. At worst, it can also become the barrier of Stormwind City.
After obtaining the authority over the fortress, Duke naturally took drastic measures to carry out purification.
At this moment, the two teams of alliance powerhouses, who were a little overwhelmed and advancing cautiously, suddenly saw Duke's projection.
Duke raised his right hand and made a casual greeting gesture: "Hey! I'm your Duke. Now I have controlled the Naxxramas Fortress. I'm going to play purification and get rid of all those damn eight-legged eggs. You stay in your original place and don't move. If you are afraid, just wear the mask I prepared for you."
After that, Duke disappeared.
"Uh, how long have we been here? It's done already, could that guy be a fake boss?" Gavinrad teased as usual.
Alleria rolled her eyes at Gavinrad and said, "I would rather believe that you are fake than think that the Duke just now was fake."
Vereesa said, "That's right! Kel'Thuzad had a dead face when he was alive. He doesn't have such a sense of humor."
Gavinrad was speechless.
In the other team.
Sylvanas was unwilling to give in: "Damn it, Duke is using us as a cover again, and then he goes to do 'bad things' in secret?"
Tyrande, the high priest in white robes, shrugged. "When has he not been doing things secretly with evil intentions in mind, and then maximizing his benefits? But, I never thought that he would actually set his eyes on someone else's fortress."
Jaina looked around Naxxramas. The fortress that she had never liked before suddenly became adorable. "Only after commanding a floating castle will you realize how weak your own capital is! I really want to pull Naxxramas above Kul Tiras."
Calia put her hands on her hips and said, "Come on. In my opinion, Duke should either put this thing in the Cursed Lands to guard the Dark Portal, or in Stormwind City. We shouldn't fight over it."
Calia's words made so much sense that the girls were speechless.
As the Alliance warriors chatted in peace, huge protective walls were falling down in the halls of various areas. Amid the rumbling sound, the entire Naxxramas was cut into countless independent spaces.
Then, either raging flames or freezing air close to absolute zero began to be injected into these spaces from pipes in various corners.
Previously, Farina could train spiders, but she couldn't give them orders because their master was Maxner, who was killed by Duke.
The focus of cleaning now is naturally the spider area.
"Whoosh—" In the Spider Zone, it was as if an active volcano was erupting, and flames were everywhere. The strong fire tornado swirled in the huge space, reaching the sky and the earth, leaving no corner untouched.
The spider eggs were in bad luck. Without the mother's care, they would have had a high chance of not hatching. Now they were directly sucked into the fire and turned into charcoal. Even the spider eggs buried deep in the thick gelatinous soil were dug out by the strong fire tornado and thrown around.
Most spiders weighing less than 100 kilograms were directly rolled up and slammed hard against the hard stone wall, first turning into a large meat patty and then being roasted into charcoal.
As for the heavier spiders, they are often hit by all kinds of flying objects. For example, a large wolf spider had half of its head cut off by a tile, and it became a corpse before the fire tornado hit.
The remaining four groups of bosses in the fortress were locked inside by a huge isolation wall and couldn't get out!
"What's going on!?" Looking at the suddenly lowered shield door, Braummiux, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, asked in a deep voice.
"I have a bad feeling about this," said Ser Zeliek.
"Ever since Farina ordered all the troops to be mobilized to deal with the Skybreaker, I've felt something was strange." The Dwarf Death Knight Lord Kurtaz spoke in a muffled voice.
"Although I don't want to doubt my colleagues with the worst mentality, I am sure that the bitch Farina betrayed the Scourge! Otherwise, it can't explain why we are trapped and don't get any response." said the more veteran Death Knight Baron Rivendare.
Unable to bring down Mograine the Ashbringer, Kel'Thuzad had no choice but to bring over Rivendare as the leader of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
As the leader of the Four Horsemen, Rivendare's words are the final conclusion.
The other three Death Knights looked at each other, and Kurtaz took action.
"Meteor!" The huge skull scepter was raised, and a large meteor fireball the size of a carriage suddenly appeared from the void and hit the huge isolation gate with terrifying momentum.
"Bang...Zizi..." The so-called loud thunder but little rain describes the current situation.
Kurtaz showed a bitter expression: "No, the isolation door is too thick, and it is covered with royal city-level magic protection spells. I can't break through it by force."
Not only the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, but other bosses encountered the same trouble.
The boss of the final stage of the Structure Zone, Thaddeus, who looked like a Frankenstein monster and was completely giant, used up all his lightning energy but was unable to shake the gate at all.
In the frost dragon's lair, the ice dragon Sapphiron stood with Kel'Thuzad, watching Kel'Thuzad cast one spell after another in vain.
"Damn it! How hateful! Why would this happen?!" Kel'Thuzad was going crazy.
The lair of the frost dragon should be the core area of the entire fortress. In order to prevent possible enemies from sneaking in, the frost dragon area was specially sealed with a large three-dimensional magic circle, turning it into a special space that is almost completely independent of the fortress.
The result is now that the teleportation array that was originally unobstructed has been directly sealed.
Even though there were two powerful fighters, Kel'Thuzad and Sapphiron, they could only stare and could do nothing.
That kind of resentment was so intense that even though Kel'Thuzad was an undead, he felt as if his soul was about to explode.
It looks like the remnants of the Scourge in the fortress will be defeated one by one.
Since this would become a reality, Kel'Thuzad knew that he had to do something, otherwise he would soon follow in the footsteps of those miserable subordinates and be killed by Duke.
Kel'Thuzad pulled out a ball of scarlet flame from his chest, which was left with only bones. His eyes glowed red. "It seems that we have no choice. Sapphiron, follow me. In the name of the great Lich King Arthas, I command you -"
Realizing what Kel'Thuzad was going to do, Sapphiron's remaining dragon nature instinctively rejected Kel'Thuzad. Unfortunately, before it was a dragon, it was already an undead.
A great lich and a giant frost dragon with only bones left, they confronted each other for five minutes. In the end, the lich who borrowed the name of the Lich King won.
Reluctantly, Sapphiron finally lowered his noble head...
In the fortress, after nearly an hour's march, the two alliance teams finally met, and Duke appeared when the two teams met.
"By the Light, how did you do it?" Tirion Fordring asked Duke.
Duke was not vague and directly explained the general process, which made the Alliance's strong players exclaim in amazement.
"What? This fortress is actually a creation left behind by the Titans, and you used another Titan creation to control it?" Jaina widened her eyes.
Not to mention her, even the most imaginative people would not have thought that it was possible to deal with the enemy's fortress in this way.
Although a fortress is most easily breached from the inside, this is too easy.
Duke smiled. "In fact, as early as when I moved Naxxramas to the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj and let the bones and insects fight each other, you should have known that I had a considerable control over this fortress."
"Why doesn't Kel'Thuzad give up yet?" Calia acted like a curious baby at the right time.
"Because I knew from the beginning that he was a gambler. As long as he could still gamble, he would never admit defeat." Duke's evaluation of Kel'Thuzad was indeed correct.
In this world, there are always some people who claim to be extremely smart, insist on their own opinions and ideas, refuse any persuasion, and are determined to go all the way to the end.
Many years ago, when Antonidas discovered that Kel'Thuzad, who was still a human, was conducting various forbidden undead experiments, Antonidas banned his research with thundering means.
Later, Duke intervened and severely deceived Kel'thuzad, severely damaging his soul.
But nothing can compare to Kel'thuzad's obsession.
His stubbornness was so terrible that he even devoured other souls in order to reshape a theoretically complete lich soul.
He was killed once by Arthas as a lich, and was resurrected again in the Sunwell.
As long as he doesn't achieve his goal, he will try again and again and try to commit suicide.
So Duke was very sure that Kel'Thuzad was absolutely unwilling to give up Naxxramas, even at this moment, when Duke had successfully controlled the system of Naxxramas!
Duke curled his lips. "Although I don't hate guys who have principles and are willing to stick to their principles, as an enemy, he is too annoying. Well, everyone, it's time to get to work. Let's clean up the remaining two districts first, and then deal with this despicable person who helped to corrupt Arthas."
Duke's words made the eyes of several powerful people from Lordaeron light up.
Everyone started to move forward.
At this time, Sylvanas came up and asked: "You subdued the enemy commander, the black witch named Farina?"
Duke blinked. "How did you know that?"
"Come on, every death knight that fought against us was cursing her. I'm not deaf. I heard that this woman used to have a bad reputation in Lordaeron."
Calia nodded along, "Yeah, even I heard about it."
Duke sighed and answered truthfully, "Well, it is true. But I shadowed her body and soul. Now she is my elemental user."
"Elemental Messenger?" Jaina was curious.
"I discovered that the path to becoming a demigod that I will take is different from that of many former demigods. It seems that I need to combine the divinities of the five elements: fire, frost, arcane, sacred, and shadow. In order to reduce the burden on my body and soul, I plan to establish five elemental messengers whose souls will be attached to me."
Duke's bizarre ideas and actions scared his girlfriends.
Five elemental messengers?
In other words, Duke is preparing to embark on the path of God with five powers at the same time?
Speaking of which, is it really that easy?
Every woman was stunned by Duke's bold and arrogant remarks.
In fact, Duke also had a natural divinity from the Wind Prince, but he was a little unsure about it. In Duke's imagination, if he really couldn't handle it, he could strategically give up this divinity, so Duke didn't say anything.
After all, in Duke's impression, those who are good at playing the nature system are either druids or shamans, which is a bit inconsistent with his own luck.
"Is this possible?" Jaina asked in a voice that sounded as if she were sleepwalking.
"It's actually possible. What I'm doing now is somewhat similar to that of a warlock. It's just that a warlock gains more powerful power and shares his burden through summoning and contracts. As long as the warlock's soul is strong enough, in theory he can summon several powerful creatures at the same time."
"But you are not a warlock, and the mechanism is different," Jaina asked.
"It is indeed different." Duke nodded. "But, ever since I accepted Executus in Molten Core and gave him a portion of divine power, binding his soul and life with my soul and divinity, I found that this is a path that suits me very well."
At this time, Tyrande spoke: "Duke, your choice is likely to be correct. Even the goddess Elune cannot easily release her power across time and space. Even gods need spokespersons, such as me as the high priest. I can borrow the power of the goddess Elune, and I am also one of the cornerstones of the goddess' power."
When it comes to deification, Tyrande's opinion is far more convincing than anyone else's.
For a moment, no one knew what to say.
"Duke, can you handle it?" Alleria asked worriedly.
"I'm best at multitasking." As the words came, dozens of wizard hands flew around Duke, and each wizard hand made a different gesture.
The girls looked at each other and saw each other's eyes. Finally, Alleria spoke: "Okay, Duke, you convinced us."
Jaina: "Do you have any goals for the elementalists in your mind?"
"Basically, we have it. The fire type is Executus, and the shadow type is Farina. Please allow me to keep the rest secret for now."
Alleria gently pulled Laduk's hand and said, "Just be aware of this. Remember, don't force it. We all know that you seek a power that can protect Azeroth. But for some things, it's better to let nature take its course. Even if you don't consider yourself, you should consider us."
At this point, Alleria's voice also became softer: "Especially... you don't even have an heir..."
No matter how heroic and resolute the queens were in front of the people, they suddenly became timid and blushed.
Ah! Are there a lot of ants on the ground?
Ah! The pattern on the ceiling is so beautiful——
Not to mention Alleria and Vereesa, who followed Duke the earliest. The four queens had long been whispering together, discussing how to do something without telling the people below if Duke could not give them a status.
Now even Tyrande seemed to be talking to herself: "I wonder if the goddess Elune will allow the high priest..."
This is Duke!
"Well, my soul is a little special. It seems that only a demigod can bestow a soul on his offspring..."
"Okay! You'd better become a demigod as soon as possible!" The seven voices were so unanimous and the fourteen gazes were so blazing that Duke was almost scared.
"When the world is at peace, maybe we can use Naxxramas as a palace for traveling around the world." Calia, who has the most girlish fantasies, said this in her sweet voice.
Duke was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses.
yes!
Since traveling through time, my nerves have been on edge, and my eyes have been focused on the present, or on the future where the crisis of world destruction is becoming more and more imminent, but not on the longer-term future.
What will happen after we get rid of the Burning Legion?
Perhaps, it would be a good choice to treat Naxxramas as a cool palace and travel wherever you go.
Under Duke's mental command, Naxxramas opened some of the dome windows on the ceiling.
It seemed that because of the sunlight that penetrated, all the aura of death in the fortress was driven away.
The sunlight shines on the whitewashed ancient walls, the corridors stretch deep and long, the stairs are connected, the statues with strange expressions, the wide and magnificent glass windows, the floating afterimages, and the clanking sound of the armor of Gavinrad and others in front of you. Finally, there is the high dome that always looks down at you and the history of reincarnation. All of this is interpreting scenes of ancient and modern legends...
I didn't realize it before, but the architectural style of Naxxramas is actually quite artistic.
This idea sounds interesting!
Duke's mouth showed a charming smile. Seeing Duke smile, Calia and the other girls also smiled.
Duke raised his right index finger and shook it.
Don't think I will make a promise easily. Countless movies and animations have proven that anyone who says "I will go back home and get married after this battle" will definitely die!
Well, even if I die, I will be resurrected...
Therefore, Duke put on an unfathomable smile and let the girls think to themselves, "You know what I mean." That's all.
The team continued to move forward, and since all the monsters had been dealt with by Duke, this march was more like an armed parade.
Soon, everyone arrived at the hall of Thadius, the final boss of the structure area.
"Do you remember the key points I said? You must remember them. Otherwise, if people with different polarities stand together, we will all die together. Although I don't want to put pressure on everyone, you only have one chance to deal with this guy." Duke emphasized repeatedly.
This is not a joke.
Thaddeus, who looks like Frankenstein, is a test subject of the lich. This giant, which is made of the remains of various giants, has the power to control lightning.
The most special and disgusting thing about him is that he will charge the enemies besieging him from time to time, either positively or negatively.
When charges of the same polarity are superimposed on each other, the attack power of all surrounding companions will be enhanced.
If charges of opposite polarity are within eight yards, then it's a disaster. Five seconds after the charges are added, if charges of opposite polarity are still together, a chain explosion will occur.
The power of the explosion depends on the number of people with electric charge around. If there are only two idiots standing together, at most two of them will die. If there are a group of people, they will be wiped out in an instant.
Seeing that the atmosphere around him was a bit tense, Gavinrad came to smooth things over: "Hey, Boss, you make it sound like we have a way out when dealing with enemy leaders. Those who don't have any courage would not dare to come. After all, we have killed a few demigods."
OK! You are awesome!
Gavinrad mixed in for a while, and the atmosphere in the team immediately became much better.
After clearing out the small bosses on the two platforms near Thadius, everyone used their own methods to jump from the platforms to the platform where Thadius was.
Of course, a certain dwarf king in the form of a winter melon had short legs and needed Duke to lift him up with the magician's hand. He was still screaming and dancing in the air: "Help - don't abandon me! I have made contributions to the Alliance and shed blood. You can't just throw me into the pool below! It's dirty and smelly... The burial place of the great Magni Bronzebeard should not be here!"
Duke: "…"
Everyone: "…"
It has to be said that the Bronzebeard dwarves, who always say that "rock and iron will not betray", will become nervous once their feet leave the ground.
"Alas, you should learn to ride a griffin from your Wildhammer cousin." Duke complained.
"Bullshit! Why don't you ask Kurdran to learn Gods Descending to Earth from me?" Magni cursed.
Duke couldn't bear to listen any more, and seeing that the team was almost there, he threw Magni over directly.
A dwarf as small as a tin can suddenly hit the Frankenstein Thaddeus like a Cannonball.
The giant, who was silent a moment ago, had its hard outer skin cracking and falling off like cracked plasterboard. Having just woken up from a deep sleep, Thaddeus' voice made it seem like the giant was still in chaos.
The next moment, the two huge spiral electric towers on the platform were activated, and huge amounts of electric energy were instantly injected into the body of the stitched giant. Even the naked eye could clearly see the dazzling electric arcs completely penetrated into the giant's body.
"Please!"
"Stop! Stop this thing!"
"Help me, save me..."
"No! Don't!"
Thadius' cry for help made several powerful members of the Alliance hesitate.
Obviously, Thaddeus is a tragedy.
Everyone couldn't help but recall the "Scourge Experiment Diary" that Duke had pulled out from the fortress system to show them before the war.
It was a nightmare record:
After suffering a disastrous defeat at Mount Hyjal, the Scourge reviewed the footage of the battle.
Seeing that the giant bear transformed by the Claw Druid was on the verge of death, but under the spell of the Primitive Druid, it roared and beat down the broken Stitched Monster. Arthas, who was still a Death Knight at the time, said coldly: "Without the support of magic, my Stitched Monster Legion will never be able to unify the world!"
Today, these words were engraved forever by Kel'Thuzad using magic on the door of the laboratory in Naxxramas.
Countless Scourge scientists work hard for their master's wild plan of world conquest.
No matter how you strengthen a stitched monster made of corpses, you can only work on its strength and durability. If you want it to have magical abilities, you can't use corpses that no longer have any magic power.
"Since corpses can't retain magic power, then we can just use living people for experiments! The master's will cannot be violated! We must speed up the process. The master is about to come to this world, and we must give the master a brand new stitched monster as a gift!"
Kel'Thuzad instructed the minions of the Scourge to go out and search for suitable experimental subjects: ogre mages, orc warlocks, human paladins, tauren shamans, etc.
However, the experiment has not been successful. Arcane magic, shadow curse and divine power disappeared without a trace once they came into contact with the plague, but the power of the elements was well integrated into the plague virus. However, the experimental subjects did not mutate. They only had magical abilities but no strong bodies.
"Can't the new plague cause the Tauren race to mutate? Then let's use humans, this perfect structure, and find a way to extract the power of the elements and fuse it with arcane magic." Under Kel'Thuzad's guidance, the experiment made new progress. A human test subject named Thaddeus gained the ability to attack with elemental lightning under the effects of the plague and arcane, but after just one magic release, this stitched monster stopped moving.
"Is this the limit of our technology?" Although he was disappointed, Kel'Thuzad had no choice but to accept the reality.
"Then build him a room of his own and let him serve as the guard of my fortress to defend the dignity of the Lich King!" The former paladin Thaddeus is now imprisoned in the dirty and dark Naxxramas, enduring both psychological and physical pain.
The painful sound echoed in Naxxramas for a long time.
"Help me! Save me!" When the words in the video that lingered in the hearts of the strong people once again echoed in her ears, Calia finally couldn't help it.
"Duke..."
Duke knew what the kind-hearted Calia wanted to say, but he still shook his head: "Not every soul that has been tortured by the Scourge can be redeemed."
Sylvanas shouted: "You are not planning to turn Kel'Thuzad into your elemental master?"
"Of course not!"
"That's good."
How could Duke risk public outrage by doing something like this?
At this time, the cracking of Thaddeus's skin had been completed, and what appeared before everyone was a true construct giant.
The rumbling sound in the background echoed with red eyes. Thaddeus said in his guilt-filled voice: "You are too late. I... can only obey!"
Duke's eyes passed through Thaddeus's heavy body and saw the incomplete and filthy soul. He finally sighed and said, "Do it!"
The flame of the artifact, the Hammer of the Fire Demon, lit up first, and when the hammer hit, Thadius's leg was charred and deeply dented.
If it were a living creature, even a dragon man, it would probably be unable to stand up after receiving such damage. Unfortunately, Thadius was a stitched creature. His body skeleton was made of the remains of a giant dragon, and his muscles were made from the fresh flesh and blood of multiple giants.
Magni's attack only damaged the first layer of flesh and blood. The problem is that there is a second layer, a third layer... I don't know how many layers there are.
"Tsk!" Magni spat harshly.
Gavinrad's wind sword also slashed up, but this time the wind sword was not very effective because Thadius also used thunder power. Gavinrad instinctively felt that his wind sword was simply charging the thing, so he could only put away the wind sword immediately and replace it with an epic hammer that was more effective against constructs.
Alas! Anyone who has played with magnets knows that like charges repel each other and opposite charges attract each other.
It would be so much easier if we could do the same here in Thadius.
The problem is that it doesn't work!
When Duke was leading a team in the game, he could scold the idiot who ran to the positive group with negative charge.
Anyway, it's absolutely common to wipe out a group when you're pioneering a new area. We've gotten used to it after so many wipeouts.
Plus, wiping out a team is a bit like the accumulated pleasure in sword practice. After many wiping outs, after spending time, hard work, wisdom, and sweat, once you successfully defeat the boss, that kind of accumulated pleasure bursts out all at once, almost burning your brain. It's really hard to describe in words.
Cough cough!
However, striving to succeed in one go like I am doing now also brings another kind of pleasure of walking on a tightrope.
Duke didn't feel anything at first, but he got his first shock - all of a sudden, all the warriors felt the change in the air. Some felt creepy, some even had their hair standing on end. Well, Tirion suddenly had an afro.
Duke immediately realized what was going on.
Obviously, the charge has been applied. But this is the real world of Azeroth, not a game. So even if the strong can sense the charge, regardless of whether their knowledge of physics is equal to zero, people cannot judge positive and negative charges with the naked eye.
Duke was suddenly startled, and immediately thought of something and asked the system AI to work.
"Immediately analyze the positive and negative charges, and mark phantom symbols on everyone's heads. The positive pole is marked with a red plus sign, and the negative pole is marked with a blue minus sign." Duke's order immediately gave clear guidance to the powerful men.
Even though the situation was in chaos, the guy with the negative symbol on his head still ran around Thaddeus who was attacking Magni and ran towards the area designated by Duke.
Various situations occurred: Benedictus seemed a little confused, and even though he was the positive pole, he ran out. Sylvanas was quick to grab him.
Then, Calia at the negative pole actually stepped on her own wizard robe in panic and fell down, less than five yards away from the positive pole group.
Time seemed to freeze, and even Calia's beautiful face was frozen with fear.
At the critical moment, Duke made a move. He launched a mutated Great Diamond Palm, and Calia felt herself flying lightly.
It felt like she was flying in the clouds, and then, in less than a second, she had gently landed among the crowd at the negative pole.
"Huh!" More than one person breathed a sigh of relief.
Well, this is also a reality.
In the game, there is no wizard who can use arcane magic to save his teammates like this.
No matter how much, if you do something stupid, the whole group will be buried with you!
Five seconds may seem like a long time, but in reality it was just the blink of an eye. At least all fifteen people were in place.
Everyone was surprised to find that under the amplification effect of charges of the same polarity, their attack power and healing ability increased exponentially.
"Hey! This is cool!" Magni swung his hammer and smashed it down, and was surprised to find that Thadius's stick-like fingers were knocked off by him. As a warrior, he always plays the most miserable task of carrying the boss. When can he be invincible and abuse the boss like now?
Magni is so happy!
"Come on! Take your short grandpa's hammer and continue to hurt each other!" The clouds of fire brought up by the Flame Demon's hammer and the strong visual impact of light and shadow made people almost forget that this guy is actually a defensive warrior who carries a boss.
It seems that if he was as wild as he was, he originally had a Gavinrad, but unfortunately the Wind Sword was silenced, so he couldn't be wild as well.
Of course, many more heroes fight in silence and in their own way.
Originally, the ranger's attack power against abominations or constructs was often greatly reduced because these large undead creatures had no so-called dead spots or weaknesses. The power of arrows could never compare to melee weapons of the same level.
However, the Windrunner sisters used their unparalleled archery skills to create a 'dismantling flow' tactic.
Since even the eyes and throat of the hatred are just decorations, they simply ignore everything and concentrate on shooting off the stitches of the hatred.
In the midst of Thadius's fierce attack and dazzling lightning, to shoot through a small suture, not only did he need the ability to shoot from a hundred steps away, but he also needed amazing accuracy to succeed in one shot. Otherwise, the arrow shot off target might turn out to be Thadius's protection.
The Windrunner sisters did it. They dismantled Thaddeus's entire body like a butcher cutting up an ox.
While the close combatants were still busy knocking off the countless layers of flesh on the legs of this stitched Frankenstein, they were shocked to find that the flesh on Thaddeus's upper body was falling off. When they looked up, they could see that he had lost three times the weight.
Is this okay?
Even though the three sisters didn't even have a magic weapon, their damage output was the highest in the team. Just three people reduced this big guy to a tumbler!
They bend their bows, put arrows on them, and take small steps with their elegant and slender white legs. Even if they need to change polarity, they still maintain their attack in a very rhythmic manner while other heroes are busy running.
The three sisters interpreted the art and aesthetics of fighting with the most elegant fighting posture.
The beauty is like a painting, and the arrow is like a rainbow!
Even the most discerning hero couldn't help but reveal admiration in his eyes.
It is an honor for a man to have one of these heroic female heroes, not to mention that Duke has all three sisters.
Gavinrad was excited: "Boss, I heard that Lirath from the Windrunner family is still single?"
As soon as the words fell, the three sisters turned their eyes at the same time and glanced at him with murderous eyes, which clearly said - you, Gavinrad, are not qualified!
Duke, as the boss, is also helpless!
The palm of the hand is flesh, and the back of the hand is also flesh.
If he has a harem, he can't not have one for his younger brother, right? Besides, Gavinrad is targeting Lirath, who was a cute but tragic boy in history...
It just so happens that you can't even get past your sister-in-law, who can you blame?
Since he had no hope, Duke had no choice but to give him a ride.
The polarity reversal happened. Gavinrad, a positive person, stood out among a group of negative people.
The guy was about to run away, but Duke kicked him with an arcane kick without saying a word.
Gavinrad, who had made no mistakes in his previous moves, was caught off guard and kicked flat on his face, sending him flying into the positive crowd.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
Duke hesitated and answered slowly: "I suddenly realized that your IQ is low, and I'm afraid you might have a brain twitch and can't run, so I'll give you a ride first."
At this moment, Gavinrad completely gave up."kill!"
"I will crush your bones!"
"Break you!"
"Let's taste the pain together."
Thaddeus' roar continued throughout the entire battle. If one only listened to the sound and did not look at the situation, outsiders might think that Thaddeus had the upper hand.
Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know that this Frankenstein, who was once extremely burly and had a strong muscular appearance like a giant, is now almost a skeleton king.
The strong stitches of hatred, made of the strongest and toughest shadow power threads, are difficult to cut with ordinary swords, but in front of the sharp arrows of the three Windrunner sisters, all the stitches broke.
Without the sutures to hold it together, Thaddeus's huge body, over ten meters tall, was falling apart piece by piece.
Tirion's Ashbringer was not very effective when it hit Thaddeus directly, but when it chopped on the fallen flesh, the golden light of Ashebringer easily destroyed the flesh in large pieces and turned it into ashes.
It was precisely because of this situation that everyone felt a sense of confusion and sadness when they heard Thaddeus's confused and insane roar.
Having lost his muscles, Thaddeus also lost his strong power. If at first he could flatten a steam tank with a slap, now it could only make a dent at most.
Its power storage capacity dropped sharply, and the Lightning Chain it blasted out could only cause a slight pain due to the high magic resistance of the powerful people, and there was no question of causing any damage.
Benedictus and Calia can be healed by casting Recovery.
Tirion kept his hands busy, and suddenly said: "Taddius, I remember it was the second batch of paladins."
Gavinrad put away his cynicism and said, "Well, Uther brought him here himself."
Tirion sighed, "I feel uncomfortable when I think about how powerful Paladins become when they become Death Knights."
"At least the captain has not fallen." The captain that Gavinrad was referring to was naturally Uther, the former captain of the Silver Hand.
The fall of every paladin is a loss to the teachings of Holy Light.
Why is it that the more devout the clergy are, the more terrible they become after they fall? This is a sorrow that no one in the Holy Light Church can explain.
They believed in light, but eventually embraced darkness and became the more terrifying opposite. From Arthas, to the other three of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, to Thaddeus.
An ominous cloud hangs over the Paladins.
No one understands why this happens, but if the world is to continue to reproduce life, these priests are destined to move forward with doubts.
Duke next to him also sighed: "Let's end it!"
Yes! It's time to end it.
Suddenly, while Gavinrad's Sanction hit Thaddeus' forehead and knocked Thaddeus unconscious, Tirion Fording performed a "dragonfly three times in the water" scene. He ignored the heavy armor weighing more than 100 kilograms on his body, and used the pelvis that Thaddeus had cut off and spat out as leverage. He stepped on the giant's back three steps in a row and flew to the back of Thaddeus' neck like a cloud.
Ashebringer finally used his full strength for the first time in this battle.
The dazzling golden light used the eight-meter height as the dividing line, dividing the entire venue into two layers. The lower layer was filled with scattered lightning, while the upper layer was left with only the purest sacred golden light.
The broad sword hit Thaddeus' cervical vertebrae hard, and everyone could hear the crisp "crack" sound of the sword breaking.
However, this sword still could not decapitate Thaddeus.
"Go!" Duke used Great's King Kong Fist to hit Magni's soles. Magni, who was in normal state, directly turned on the state of a god descending from heaven in mid-air. It seemed that he flew directly into the air with his huge body, flying to the level of Thaddeus' head.
"Give me your head--" In terms of proportion, the short and sturdy arm swelled to the extreme. The Fire Demon Hammer, which had been enlarged ten times than usual, condensed from flames into substance again, turning into a huge red and black warhammer covered with spikes, and smashed hard on Thaddeus' iron chin.
The already cracked cervical vertebrae could not withstand this level of ultimate impact. The huge head spun more than 360 degrees and finally flew into the air.
The final boss of the Structure Zone, Thaddeus... was killed!
Obviously, the strong ones should feel happy.
But when Thaddeus's head fell to the ground and he said his last words, everyone was silent.
Because, those were the last words spoken by a paladin who had regained his sanity, as a monster-like existence.
"Thank you..."
My heart was suddenly blocked by something, and it felt heavy and stuffy.
The ears seemed to be covered with a layer of film, making them hazy.
My nose seemed to be blocked and I couldn't breathe.
If Thadius had been a self-depraved bastard like Baron Rivendare, even a well-intentioned paladin would have been happy to watch his end.
Unfortunately, he is not.
In fact, from the beginning, everyone knew that this would be the case. Everyone tried to use a more relaxed atmosphere to get through this difficult battle. However, in the end, it was still inevitable to be sad.
One could feel Thaddeus's soul beginning to dissipate.
This may be a relief for him.
But for the living, this is like a new, heavy shackle. In order to move forward, they have to embark on the journey with even heavier shackles.
Gavinrad suddenly sighed: "I suddenly understand why Arthas fell back then."
Yes, that's right, he was originally a kind-hearted paladin. His pure holy light and perfect paladin qualifications speak for themselves.
Then what?
The Scourge used conspiracy to tie one shackle after another to his heart, making his steps heavier and his soul tormented. Once the young prince's mind was pushed beyond its limit, when obsession replaced the belief in justice and became the master of his soul, the final fall was bound to come.
Everyone is sighing, everyone is heaving a sigh.
Calia quietly walked to Duke, pulled Duke's sleeve, and pleaded softly: "I always tell my believers and subjects that believing in justice and love will Suraely usher in a bright future. But now...if even I don't believe in the future of Holy Light, how can I ask them to believe it?"
Alleria also spoke up: "Tyrande, is there anything you can do?"
Tyrande shook her head slowly: "Elune cannot guide souls who do not believe in her."
Finally, it was Duke who stepped forward and stretched out his right hand...
On Duke's fingers, there were circles of lightning like rings lingering between each of his fingers.
Ten fingers, like a pianist who is about to step onto the stage and sit on a chair to start playing, are clenched in the air. As the fingertips move, a group of extremely mysterious magic runes jump out from the fingers.
These runes surrounded Thaddeus's huge head. Jaina and Ilucia sensitively discovered that the small magic circle composed of these runes was separating Thaddeus from the surrounding space.
It is even possible that the connection between the sleeping Lich King and Thaddeus was stripped away.
"This is..." Ilucia covered her mouth in disbelief.
Jaina grabbed her sister's hand and said, "Watch carefully how a true master tries to use brand new magic formulas and arrays to solve an unknown and difficult problem."
Using mature magic is one thing, and no matter how complex or difficult the magic is, it is just a matter of following the book. As long as you have enough magic power and magic application skills, and successfully make the magic circuit in your body communicate well with the elemental channels in the outside world, it is basically something that can be improved by practicing more.
That is not the case now.
Everyone could see that due to Kel'Thuzad's inhumane forbidden experiments, Thaddeus' soul had been severely polluted and distorted, and it could not even be simply classified as a human soul.
There are other kinds of souls mixed in with Thaddeus's soul, such as the mountain giant and the two-headed ogre magician. This unstable combination is the key to Thaddeus's unrepeatable constitution that can store lightning.
Therefore, from beginning to end, except for Calia, who was too kind-hearted, no hero suggested that Duke save Thaddeus.
This is absolutely asking too much.
Likewise, not many people know that Duke has the ability to control souls. After all, someone infiltrating the Burning Legion as a Void Lord is an absolute dark history and ancient secret.
In fact, with Duke's strength, spells and chants are no longer necessary. But considering the scene that is about to happen and thinking about his own magical powers, which may once again refresh everyone's perception of him, Duke still pretended to chant the spell.
"Declare—"
"Show it! The soul that shines with divine light at the end of hell!"
"I have seen the three virtues that surround you!"
"I already know the meaning of the sword that fate has given you!"
"If you follow the destiny of the Holy Light and obey this will, those who follow this path, please respond to my call!"
"I swear here—"
"I am the one who accomplishes all the good deeds in the world! I am the one who cuts off all the evil in the world!"
"In the name of Edmund Duke, the guardian of the scales of justice."
Regardless of whether these words have any meaning, just the fact that they were accompanied by a declaration that someone copied and adapted from Fateful Night, coupled with the increasingly dazzling glow of the talismans around them, at least it was very impressive.
Others didn't understand what this was. Even Jaina couldn't understand the magic circle or the true effect of the spell, but this didn't stop everyone from feeling a sense of awe.
Especially Calia, who admires Duke so much, her eyes are like the typical starry eyes of a fan.
As Duke cast the last word of the spell, a ball of semi-illusory matter, or a combination of souls, rose from Thaddeus's big head and hovered in the air.
To outsiders, even the soul of Thaddeus, which had been materialized by Duke's mental power, looked like a mass of black mud.
You could say it's sesame paste, you could say it's shit, or you could say it's the darkest evil of depravity. Others would feel sick just by looking at it, and couldn't tell which was which.
But with the help of the system AI, Duke can analyze the soul energy and amplify it ten thousand times.
"Tirion, Gavinrad, Calia, Benedictus, please stand in one direction each and purify the excess filth." Duke's request was immediately executed.
They were located in four directions: east, west, south and north, and formed a simple holy light purification array on the periphery.
A pair of golden hands that looked exactly like Duke's appeared out of thin air next to Thaddeus' soul. Ten golden fingers flew up and down, using the sacred light of the soul to dispel the dark part of the soul.
If the archery skills of the Windrunner sisters were like butchering a cow, quickly dismantling Thaddeus' body, then Duke at this time was using even more incredible mysterious means, like a surgical operation, to remove the impurities in Thaddeus' soul.
The removed dark soul matter was destroyed by the holy light of four holy light masters who were waiting outside as soon as it floated away from Thaddeus' soul.
In less than ten seconds, most of the huge soul aggregate disappeared, leaving only a relatively sturdy but bloated human-shaped soul.
At this time, Thaddeus' soul appeared a grayish bluish-purple color. Seeing this, Tirion and Gavinrad frowned at the same time.
There are many kinds of souls.
Having been clergy for so long, the two great paladins have long known that truly holy and truly corrupted souls are extremely rare.
Holy light can purify evil, but it can't do anything to the souls of ordinary people.
If saints were so easy to come by, there wouldn't be so many people admiring Alonsus Faol.
Now, the Holy Light is powerless against what's left of Thaddeus' soul.
At this time, it was the turn of Duke's ten fingers surrounded by lightning to show their power.
His finger of thunder touched the suspended soul, and even a light touch caused Thaddeus' soul to wail.
Duke seemed to be talking to himself: "Thaddeus! Leave your twisted soul alone, even if it is temporarily purified, as long as your resentment and pain still exist in the world, you will still become a similar existence to the vengeful spirit in the near future. I don't know if this is redemption for you. But it is at least a way out, and there is a great chance to maintain your self. Come, become my elemental messenger, and live and die with me!"
Almost at the same time, Thaddeus' soul began to tremble violently.
He was chirping happily, responding to Duke's call.
Duke didn't hesitate any longer and directly inserted ten fingers full of thunder into Thaddeus' soul.
Obviously, the pain in his soul could even transcend the five senses of the human body and be directly felt by everyone around him, but Thaddeus was like a moth to a flame, actively facing Duke's fingers.
Is this a gamble of risking one's life in the hope of survival?
Or is it the last chance for redemption that one holds tightly to after the fall?
No one will know.
The shrill screams of the soul lasted for three full minutes.
Finally, a translucent purple-blue soul knelt before Duke: "Thaddeus, greets Master Duke!"