Chapter 950 - Path

Yes! It was Medivh.

Medivh, who was supposed to live a happy retirement life after the Third Battle of the Dark Gate, took decisive action at this moment.

It was a powerful force hidden at the bottom of Karazhan that even Duke could not sense.

Duke was a little surprised. If Old Mac wanted to trick him, he could blow up his nest in a minute and he would have no place to cry.

Fortunately, Duke is the true inheritor of Medivh's ambition and legacy.

"Well done! But don't waste your strength. The higher your starting point in entering the demigod level, the greater your chances of becoming a true god." Across the void, Medivh's voice reached the depths of Duke's soul.

"Yeah!" Duke nodded heavily.

There are many extraordinary people in this world!

For example, before crossing, some people can complete one-micron-level grinding. Some people can complete electric welding that even the most sophisticated welding machine cannot complete.

It is both the ingenuity of the craftsmen of a great country and a display of the limits of the human body.

With the help of the system elves, Duke's precise control of magic power ensures that not a single bit of magic power is wasted.

The magic power penetrates the soul shell, converges and condenses, and after being refined and transformed, you can see the divinity condensing at a high speed, forming the form Duke wants.

Prior to this, Duke, who had consulted countless ancient books and visited Aegwynn, learned that every demigod had to condense his own divine symbol.

This symbol is both a symbol of the demigod and the source of his core power.

The animal-type demigod is very simple. Its symbol is itself. At most, it strengthens a certain part. For example, the Boar God strengthens his fangs.

But Duke is working hard to become the God of Mages, so it would be a waste for him to have a humanoid figure that looks exactly like himself.

Divine symbols can do much more.

After much thought, Duke made his decision.

At this moment, Duke did not hesitate.

The divine symbols began to take shape, first a single line, then countless parallel lines, and then branches and branches intersected with each other to form nodes, turning into a huge net.

At first glance, Duke looks like a spider weaving a web.

Actually, it is not!

Because if someone observes carefully, they will find that at each node, there is something like a broadcasting tower, sending out the fluctuations of magic power.

What Duke did was to cover the entire planet Azeroth with this network.

With Duke's current strength, it is actually quite difficult, so Duke avoided the important issues and built the most robust network and the most powerful signal devices in every Alliance or Horde main city on the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor.

That's right! What Duke wants to do is to create a magic Internet, and each node is an oversized router, spreading its network wirelessly just like spreading WiFi signals.

The magic net is a good thing!

More brainless operation, faster speed, less mana consumption! The price paid is just the free mana given by the wizard when he is not using magic.

Want to get on the magic network?

Yes, please enter the wifi password "Duke is great! Duke is awesome! Demigod Duke is awesome!".

Duke definitely looks like a saint. No one with such a conscientious mind has ever been seen in history.

In fact, Duke is quite evil.

It's like a bank helps customers deposit money and gives you 1% current interest, and then if anyone wants to take out a loan, sorry, the starting rate is 8%!

This is not Duke's black, he is honest and reliable. Xiao Langjun explained. Ordinary borrowing of magic power is no problem, you can use the magic power you save on weekdays.

If you need an overdraft? Hey, the interest rate is higher, and it's a daily interest.

If you don't pay back the money you owe to the bank, the consequences will be serious.

In China, a society ruled by law, the most they can do is put you on the blacklist and prohibit you from having any high-end consumption.

Duke here?

Sorry! I have to pay my debt even after I die!

If I really die, even my soul will have to work for Duke!!

Cough cough!

At this moment, no wizard has realized how kind Duke is in his black box operation...

When Duke spread his magic network across two continents, he finally stepped onto the ladder of demigod.

Duke's soul returned to his new body and he slowly opened his eyes.

Duke woke up with a new light in his black eyes.

"In the name of Edmund Duke, I declare that the Demon Network is established!"

The voice was not loud, but it echoed throughout the entire magical world like thunder.

The ones who can hear it most clearly are naturally the mages, followed by the priests, and finally the warlocks, shamans, druids and paladins.

The entire elemental planes of fire and water, along with the arcane energy that resonates in the starry sky outside the atmosphere of Azeroth, inject magic into the magic network that spans the two continents.

The tremors of the elemental sea have now turned into a roaring roar. This low and novel sound resonates thousands of times as one, as if tempting every spellcaster to try it.

The first wizard to try something new appeared.

At the shooting range in Dalaran, a master Mage shouted: "I once interned under Lord Edmund. Although he never accepted me as a direct disciple, he certainly wouldn't cheat me!"

After that, he raised his staff and chanted a spell.

To be honest, guys who hang out together often know each other's worth.

The onlookers saw with astonishment that the power of this guy's Fire Explosion had increased by no less than 30%. Originally it could only knock down half of a magic target, but now it could directly blow the target away.

"Wow! That's amazing!"

It is often difficult to promote new things. Duke took this into consideration and offered a big discount package.

Who knows that ideals are beautiful, but reality is so cruel.

It's not that no one wants to use it, or that no one is willing to pay for it, but that there are too many people using it, and the magic power in the magic network is no longer enough to cover the expenditure!

"Fuck you——" Duke cursed loudly and hurriedly introduced more magic power from the two elemental realms.

The water elemental realm is fine. The great lord of water elements, Neptulon the Tidehunter, died in the War of Domination and has not yet been resurrected.

But the fire elemental boss Ragnaros is still here!

Even though he was originally in a sleeping state to heal his injuries, he had already been woken up by Duke.

Faced with Duke, the shameless man who announced that he would raid his hometown and dared to ask for magic power from his lair, Ragnaros shouted a passage in the language of fire element on the spot.

Don't translate those swear words that will teach children bad habits. Anyway, the general meaning is "Uncle can be tolerated, but aunt can't be tolerated, ah ah bah you Duke or something".

Duke almost died when the fire elemental magic power was blocked. As a demigod, he didn't have the ability to draw a lot of magic power from the fire elemental world.

Seeing that the fire elemental magic in the magic net was about to run out, the big profiteer Duke made up his mind and used his ultimate move -

"The final right of interpretation belongs to the Lord of the Demonic Network—Demigod Edmund Duke!"

"To celebrate the opening of the Demon Network!"

"The first ten spellcasters who bind to the magic network will receive a supreme gift package - regardless of their tier, they will enjoy a 50% discount on magic power for ten years, and three additional metamagic specialties in each system."

"The first 100 people who bind will receive a golden gift package..."

"The first thousand people who bind will receive a silver gift package..."

"…"

"Anyone who has bound to the magic network can get a beginner gift pack, which can be obtained together with the above gift packs."

"Alliance Mage Corps spellcasters enjoy an additional 95% discount on mana consumption."

"Those whose nationality is Stormwind will enjoy an additional 12% discount on magic power consumption."

In fact, after the thousandth place, the magic power of the magic network is basically balanced, and Duke doesn't need to dig out money from one place to make up for the loss in another, or spend a lot of magic power.

Not to mention those behind, even those in front may not be able to take advantage of Duke.

This is just like the so-called local handicrafts at the tourist spots before Duke traveled through time. They were all from Yiwu. It would be stupid to buy them at a 50% discount, and you would make a profit if you gave them at a 10% discount.

On the surface, Duke is a fire sale.

There were so many tricks involved that Duke felt guilty about what little conscience he had left.

Suppose now an ordinary archmage needs 50 units of mana to cast a primary fireball. In fact, to achieve the same effect, it does not take that much.

Magic education in this era is actually very primitive. A wizard would find a more feasible way, and then pass it on by word of mouth and by example. Then a large number of people would use it, and it would become a classic.

In addition, the mages with a bit of brains usually choose the wrong talents and do all kinds of suicidal research. Few mages care whether the basic magic is efficient or whether it can be further improved.

"If your fireball fails to kill the enemy, it's because your fireball is not big enough or powerful enough!" 90% of instructors say this.

Because they only saw that the fireball dissipated quickly after leaving the wizard's control, and that it had to be thrown thirty yards away and still retain its power when it hit someone, so they would only focus on gathering the fire element and ignore other issues.

Duke is not like that.

In the past, Dalaran was under the jurisdiction of Antonidas, so naturally he had no room to intervene. Later, when Rhonin became the Speaker of the Kirin Tor, Duke was so busy that he had no time to care about the mages.

Now Duke is going to be the God of Mages, even if he is just a demigod, he has the obligation to seduce, oh no, to correct the mistakes of those novice mages.

First up is the magic model.

Duke looked down on the messy models used by those guys before. If you want to use the magic net, you must use my model. If someone has the ability to remove the divine aura of the magic net and study it carefully, they will find that the fire magic and frost magic inside are full of fluid dynamics applications.

All magic shots go through a compression process similar to that of a flat-head nozzle, just like a water gun.

The second is the predetermined shooting trajectory.

In the past, you would throw it in a straight line, and you didn't care where the magic flew. If you could hit it, it was a good thing, but if you couldn't, you were unlucky. You didn't consider the hit rate, you just relied on the number.

This is why mages must form a mage group to be more powerful. Because if they just attack randomly, no matter how reckless the enemy is, they will be reduced to slag.

Now Duke is focusing on the magic shooting Road.

Any flow of fire and ice magic is actually a process of heat change and transfer. If you use a little more magic in advance to dissipate the heat or cold between yourself and the target, then according to the law of thermodynamics - heat can spontaneously transfer from a high-temperature object to a colder object, but it is impossible to spontaneously transfer from a low-temperature object to a high-temperature object. This allows fireballs and ice arrows to attack the target along a predetermined trajectory.

Based on the knowledge Duke learned in college and the theory of Azeroth magic, and then the final optimization by the system elves, we get the current awesome, modified versions of the magic network-specific magic.

While he was busy attacking the demigod, the coalition forces were not idle either.

With the support of Tyrande's True Starfall, they planned and cleared Silithus step by step. After using up all the wreckage of the void warships that could be smashed down from the atmosphere, they finally completely destroyed the three major hives of Yash, Regal, and Zora.

Under the cover of the flying fortress Naxxramas, the coalition forces began to advance slowly towards the ancient city of Ahn'Qiraj.

In the War of the Quicksands, it was the dragons that gained air supremacy for the night elves. They used their powerful breath and all-conquering strength to reap the lives of the Qiraji insects.

In this life, while most of the dragons were bound in the void battlefield, it was the terrifying artillery of the floating fortress that cleansed out all insect people in large numbers.

The exploding three-type bombs easily cleared large areas of airspace.

High-explosive shells plowed the ground mercilessly.

Thousands of years ago, the night elf soldiers under Fandral were almost advancing in a rain of insect corpses.

Thousands of years later, the road was cleared by steam tanks equipped with sand filter screens. They used their huge shovel-equipped fronts to clear a bloody road for the coalition forces.

Because the largest insect nests were all destroyed, the coalition forces did not spend much effort to reach the front of the beetle wall.

The beetle wall outside Ahn'Qiraj continuously spewed out swarms of insects during the War of the Quicksands thousands of years ago, almost destroying the entire Kalimdor.

This time, thanks to Duke's causing Ahn'Qiraj to drop from Naxxramas and the removal of other insect nests first, there were not many insects to be seen on the Beetle Platform in front of the Beetle Wall.

But everyone knows that in time, when the ancient god C'Thun in Ahn'Qiraj recovers, he will let the swarm of insects rush out with extremely high density and speed.

At that time, any formation and any defense would be completely destroyed.

To clean up this situation, we must open the Scarab Wall again, enter Ahn'Qiraj, and completely eliminate the scourge of C'Thun.

Night Elf priestess Shiromar holds the Scepter of Quicksand. Thousands of years ago, because Fandral Staghelm's son died, the angry Fandral smashed the Scepter of Quicksand and cut off the connection with the dragon. But this time, with the concerted efforts of the coalition forces, the scepter was recast.

Shiromar finally explained: "The Scarab Wall must be opened again. The previous seal is no longer complete. After Commander Edmund smashed Naxxramas into the Ahn'Qiraj region, the seal was on the verge of collapse."

"No need to explain, we all understand." Thrall nodded.

Magni swung his Fire Hammer, looking eager to try. Behind him stood all the Alliance's heroes, including Varian, except for Duke and the missing Rhonin. A few days ago, the team led by Varian finally killed the evil god Hakkar in Zul'Gurub, and then the entire team teleported directly here to join the main force.

"Bang--" The Quicksand Scepter hit a huge bronze gong hard. Along with the deafening gong sound, the largest door of the beetle wall that was more than ten stories high suddenly opened.

The next moment, an almost endless tide of insects rushed out and attacked the coalition forces' formation at the city gate, like huge waves hitting the stone embankment.

Even with advance preparations, all the coalition forces could do here was to maintain the front line; any attempt to advance further was impossible.

It was originally like this...

"Fire, blast him!" With the shout of Brian Bronzebeard, the new commander-in-chief of Naxxramas, the entire fortress was filled with continuous flashes from bottom to top.

That is the glory of artillery!

For an ordinary warship, it is already quite impressive to have a three-story gun bay.

Naxxramas pushes that limit.

From bottom to top, after the modification, there are 18 floors. The top and bottom eight floors are all artillery below 155 mm. The middle six floors are all kinds of crazy stuff.

Super-large caliber mortars, Cannons that were originally railway guns, and even fortress Cannons. The super Cannons that were originally abandoned by the dwarves because they were too difficult to transport or not practical, were now all pulled out by Magni's order.

They finally got this great treasure, Naxxramas, and as a mobile fortress with a main city-level portal, except for Ilucia who insisted on the order left by Duke - prohibiting the great craftsman Gelbin from installing a laboratory in the fortress, the dwarves and gnomes installed all the crazy things there.

As a result, within a month, Naxxramas has become such a ferocious existence: 2,000 artillery pieces of various calibers, and the goal is to exceed 5,000. There are 36 wizard towers, 108 under construction, and the final goal is 256. Among them, there are 36 wizard towers that can be occupied by -level wizards and 3 Sun-level wizard towers.

Even if there are only 2,000 Cannons, with only 500 on each of the four faces, their power is definitely at the level of destroying the world.

"Fire, fire!" Brian was inexplicably excited.

Unlike his two brothers, although he can use the God of Heaven skill, he is not very strong. Brian's talent is basically in long-range weapons.

After careful study, he even proposed the idea of ​​transforming Naxxramas into a multi-faceted bastion. In this way, no matter from which direction the enemy attacks the fortress, they will be counterattacked by a more three-dimensional storm.

Now, under the coverage of artillery fire, tons of Qiraji insects were blown into the sky, turned into slag, and scattered to the ground in the form of heavy rain, forming a thick mountain of insect corpses.

Brian frowned and gave a second order: "All mortars should be switched to throwing incendiary bombs!"

After a few minutes, the entire beetle wall almost turned into a flaming inferno.

Fortunately, the wind was blowing from north to south, otherwise the burnt stench from the burning insect corpses would have made it impossible for people to eat any meat for several days.

After half a day of bombardment, it seemed that the Qiraji insect army realized that they would not be a match for the coalition forces in the wilderness, and a large number of insects retreated.

"Forward!" Brian ordered.

But soon, a warning came from the fortress's control system.

"Beep! Warning! Warning! There is an unknown gravity field ahead. If Naxxramas forces its way forward, there is a danger of crashing again."

Except for Duke, no one understood where this system warning came from. They could only speculate that C'Thun seemed to be doing something wrong ahead.

"Brother, do you want to launch a forced attack?" Brian asked.

Magni slapped his third brother's horn helmet and said, "Idiot! C'Thun is an ancient god after all. the Alliance worked so hard to get a floating fortress. It will be a disaster if they mess up. Do you think those magicians will let Dalaran take the lead next time?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

It's so hard to have such a powerful flying fortress. If it crashes, the Alliance's advantage will be greatly weakened.

the Alliance spent a whole day clearing the passage behind the beetle wall with steam tanks and cranes. There were two huge areas in front of the coalition: the east was the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, which was destroyed by Naxxramas, and many powerful creatures were detected there. The west was the main building of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

"I suggest that we divide our troops into two groups! Otherwise, if we attack one group entirely, the other group will be able to take advantage of us." said Thrall.

Magni and the Alliance leaders groaned.

It is true that the Alliance and the Horde have formed a coalition, but the reality is that despite the efforts of both sides to cooperate sincerely, in the absence of Duke, neither Magni nor Varian have enough strength and prestige to suppress Thrall and gain absolute unified command in the coalition.

After a little thought, Magni and Varian looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts: a forced melon is not sweet.

"Then please trouble the Horde to attack the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj!" Magni turned around and said, "Majesty Jaina."

"Yes." Jaina responded, then walked in front of Thrall and handed him a thirty-page document: "This is the information that Commander Edmund Duke obtained after consulting a large amount of historical materials on the War of the Quicksands and questioning the dragons and night elf commanders who participated in the war."

The pupils of Thrall, Vol'jin and Grom suddenly shrank.

They are old friends. Even though they have different positions, Duke's information is rarely wrong when it comes to major events like the coalition forces facing a powerful enemy.

"General Rajax... Ossirian the UnSkarred? Thank Duke for me!" Thrall nodded heavily.

"Please note that the historical records are not complete. These are only the recorded parts. For the rest, please adapt to circumstances as needed," Jaina emphasized.

Of course she knew that Duke should have detailed information about the color of the opponent's leader's butt hair. But the Alliance had no obligation to provide it to the Horde!

If it was a tribe that was like a lost dog in the past, Duke might have given more details in order to preserve the strength of the coalition forces.

Now...

The three Windrunner sisters' eyes were like arrows, shooting "whoosh whoosh!" behind Thrall. Similarly, the Alliance's priests and paladins also looked over there with bad expressions.

If it weren't for the more terrifying enemy, the Qiraji and C'Thun, in front of them, they might have already fought a full-scale war.

Thrall was a little embarrassed, but had no regrets. He had foreseen this scene since the day he recruited the Forsaken into the Horde.

The former Warchief Orgrim and other chiefs, as well as the former Sun King Anasterian and the Silvermoon Council, have all turned into death knights and liches and stood behind. It would be strange if the Alliance could treat them well.

This is why when Thrall proposed to divide the troops, Magni agreed.

Without Duke or Anduin Lothar, the powerful people who defeated the Horde, it would be difficult to control the situation.

the Alliance and the Horde split their forces.

Sarr was not too arrogant. In addition to taking the main force of the Horde, he also borrowed half a division of steam tanks. Sarr simply asked for fire cover.

the Alliance doesn't dare to let Naxxramas take over, but it is still possible to get a tank division and two flying battleships.

The Skybreaker was left behind, and the Flying Dutchman and the Black Pearl came up.

It turns out that the coalition forces were a bit allergic.

It seemed that they realized that they were no match for the Alliance's artillery fire in areas outside the protection range of C'Thun's power. The Qiraji had no intention of fighting the Alliance outside.

the Alliance drove all the way to the main hall of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

As soon as they stepped into the palace gate, countless alliance warriors felt dizzy and vomited continuously.

"Is this... the evil aura of C'Thun?" Tyrande's face was not good either. She felt that the power of the moon goddess Elune was rejected. It's not that it can't be used at all, but if you want to use it, you have to pay a higher price.

"Everyone below the hero realm, leave!" Varian waved his hand and gave a decisive order.

Not many mortals entered, and with the help of stronger people, they managed to evacuate.

"Not good! If only the Hero Group can enter, it will be troublesome if we encounter a siege." Magni took off his helmet, scratched his head, and then put it on again.

Jaina was the most careful and pointed directly at the stairs: "Look carefully, there are not many traces of insects on the stairs. If I am not mistaken, those with insufficient status are not allowed to enter the main hall."

If the sharp legs of a large number of insects have pricked the steps countless times, no matter how hard the steps are, they will become bumpy.

It seems that people are divided into different classes, and so are insects.

Along the way, what attacked were no longer ordinary insects, but powerful monsters.

Anubisath Defender is a ten-story-tall monster that looks like a typical Egyptian dog-headed giant. Not only is his powerful punch impressive, but he will also self-explode after death.

If it weren't for Duke's strategy, someone would have died in a matter of minutes.

The Obsidian Scavenger, which looks a bit like a sphinx and is purple and black in color, will release disgusting energy shock waves and blow people up without thinking.

When the Alliance heroes slowly advanced to the old prophet Scram, everyone carefully checked the strategy left by Duke and found that a total of three warriors were needed.

There aren't many warriors who step into the realm of heroes these days.

When Anduin Lothar was still around, it seemed like warriors were everywhere. Since the emergence of paladins who can fight, carry, and heal, most of the melee fighters in the Alliance have become paladins.

Back then, all the Five Silver Saints were converted from warriors.

When asked if Gavinrad and the others could switch back, he said that he was used to it and it would be difficult to play well if he switched back.

I had no choice but to let Brian Bronzebeard come back to make a cameo appearance. Brian put down his beloved shotgun, picked up an axe and shield, and tried out a charge, doing it quite well.

In this way, the eldest and third sons of the Bronzebeard family, together with Varian, barely form three warrior tanks to carry the boss.

As the first boss in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, the Prophet Skeram's fighting style is not too disgusting. Anyone who can beat the administrator Executus in Molten Core should be able to deal with him.

In theory, this monster boss with a spider-like lower body, a steamed lobster-like upper body, and a cockroach hanging from its chest is not difficult to deal with. The problem is, the leaders of Ahn'Qiraj are not stupid. Are they really stupid enough to guard the gates one by one, waiting for you to come and beat them to death?

As if poking a hornet's nest, almost at the moment Magni rushed to confront Scram, an evil energy wave suddenly spread out from underground. The range of this wave was so wide that it almost covered the area around the main entrance of the temple, which was at least the size of ten football fields.

Almost without any warning, the ground within this area collapsed.

The majestic gate of the main hall of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, along with the huge dome as big as a battleship, the thick stone columns that required five people to hug, and the exquisite and gorgeous hard floor tiles, all collapsed in an instant.

The scale of this move made every strong person in the Alliance stunned.

No strong man in the Alliance could fly, and everyone fell down screaming as debris fell like heavy rain.

"Look at my pseudo-floating technique--" Gavinrad reacted immediately and waved the wind sword with one hand. The strong wind from the artifact sword blew to everyone's feet, slightly supporting everyone and slowing down the speed of falling.

Theoretically, the fall will not kill you, but new problems will arise.

The speed at which everyone fell slowed down, but the huge rocks above their heads were still falling at the same speed. For everyone who couldn't dodge in mid-air, this meant tragic casualties.

"Attack!" The Windrunner sisters were the fastest to react. The three sisters twisted their bodies suddenly, changing their heads to an upside-down position to facilitate longbow shooting.

The arrows mixed with the power of wind and thunder rushed upstream and smashed the rocks above the head fiercely.

Taking advantage of the protection of the Windrunner sisters, the others began to summon their own flying mounts, the Pureblood Fire Eagles. Bright flames fluttered out from everyone's hands, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a huge Fire Eagle.

The situation did not improve until the Firehawks loaded all the heroes on board.

"What's down there?" Vereesa's eyes were sharp, and half a second later she shouted, "Enemy! It's a family of three and the slime leader!"

A family of three is the abbreviation of Lord Kerry, Princess Yarki, and Wim, three giant bug leaders of different shapes and colors from big to small.

The slime-like leader is the deformed monster Viscidus.

"Don't go down, it's a trap!" Varian was the one who reacted the fastest. Don't do what the enemy wants, this is a commander's instinct.

Just as everyone was about to fly up on their pure-blooded fire eagles, a shrill buzzing sound was heard in the distance.

This sound is familiar to everyone, it is the buzzing sound of bees flying. The question is where does such a big bee come from! ?

The first thing that rushed out from the darkness and entered the sight of the Alliance's heroes was a large green insect with many red spots on its wings.

"Princess Hakkar!?" Alleria was horrified. Most people were now hanging in the air, and air combat was not something that mortals were good at.

Even if everyone has a pure-blooded Fire Eagle to carry it, no one believes that a pure-blooded Fire Eagle whose combat power is only slightly better than that of a griffin can be a match for Princess Haolan, the flying insect boss!

"Oh oh oh! So you still want me to take action?" There was only one person who was also supported by Gavinrad's strong wind but had not summoned a pure-blooded Fire Eagle - Countess Katrana.

In fact, even if she was left alone, she would not fall to her death in free fall, because she was the famous black dragon princess Onyxia!

Onyxia stretched her neck and let out a long howl. A pair of black wings grew from her naked back. Her limbs turned into sharp claws in the blink of an eye. Her smooth and tender skin was suddenly covered with fine and solid scales. Her red and black robe turned into rags in an instant, revealing the body of a giant dragon. A tail that looked like a meteor hammer also grew from her butt.

In just one breath, she had completely transformed into the form of a dragon. Under the surprised gaze of the Alliance heroes, the black dragon was rapidly growing larger and approached them without fear.

"Well done!" Varian shouted happily.

Originally, Varian had no good feelings towards Onyxia, the evil black dragon who had given him a terrible hard time last year, split him into two, and even almost made him give up the ruling power of Stormwind City.

If the person who claimed to have subdued her was not the Edmund Duke, whom he respected, he would turn against him in a moment and force him to execute the black dragon.

Eradicate all evil!

His ghost wolf personality drove him to do this.

But now, everyone, including Varian, is extremely grateful that the Alliance has the help of Onyxia, a powerful dragon who does not belong to Wyrmrest Temple.

Without her, the Alliance Heroes would probably be beaten badly.

"Let's fly up! We can't leave Magni alone." Varian shouted.

At his call, the heroes drove the fire eagles to fly upwards while avoiding the falling rocks from above.

"Woo——" At this time, another existence rushed out from the darkness at high speed.

From a distance, it looks like a fairy flying among the flowers. She has a human-like appearance and two pairs of transparent cicada wings. She is covered with a white veil and a low-cut evening dress-like top that binds her breasts. Doesn't she look beautiful?

Apart from the two huge horn-like bugs on her shoulders, the green claws curled up in her body, and the pair of feet (claws) with only three fingers...if that's the case, she is indeed a beauty.

With all these problems, every hero in the Alliance knows that she is Sartura, the leader of Ahn'Qiraj!

She started with a mindless whirlwind attack.

The invisible wind blades that broke through the air easily covered the entire upper layer. She did not get involved in the battle between the black dragon and Princess Hakkar, and even took the initiative to avoid the battle zone over there. Knowing that the wind blades of the whirlwind slash would hardly hit the pure-blooded fire eagle in the distance, she only did one thing - block the entire airspace and prohibit the Alliance's heroes from flying up.

Not only her, but more Qirajis flew over. They risked being killed by falling rocks and densely blocked the entire airspace.

Looking at the blocked airspace again, Varian's facial muscles kept twitching. Finally, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Let's go down! Don't separate!"

right!

Have to go down!

Whether it's Magni or Onyxia, they are both guys who can carry the battle on their own for a long time. We can only wish them good luck.

After making up my mind, what I need to do becomes clear.

Judging from the distance, this is a huge cave with a depth of more than one thousand meters. In the vast dark space, there is plenty of room for flying insects to fly back and forth.

Outside, there was artillery support from the Alliance. But in this hollow, there were leader-level giant insects on the ground, and we had to be on guard against enemies that would swoop down from time to time. Needless to say, the only outcome was total annihilation.

"We have to find cover!" Varian yelled.

"There!" Sylvanas raised her hand and shot a lightning arrow. With the lightning, everyone saw a large hole in the air. The hole was about two stories high and could accommodate four carriages passing through in parallel. However, for the current situation where there were enemies everywhere, it was already a perfect shelter.

No matter how bad it is, it is better than falling directly into the mouths of a family of three.

Just at this moment, Shartula swooped down, and as she flew past, she launched a powerful whirlwind. The fierce torrent of wind blades easily broke up the Alliance's flying formation.

Broll 's bear-skinned Fire Eagle couldn't dodge in time and was hacked to death by the whirlwind on the spot. If he hadn't instantly transformed into a giant bear with thick skin and flesh, he would have died as well.

"Hold my hand!" Valeera, another main force of the King of Vassar's iron triangle, barely saved Broll with a relay.

"No! Something must be done!" Varian shouted.

"Duke - help!" Jaina couldn't help but screamed in the magic net.

If possible, Duke wanted to spend more time perfecting his magic net. He never thought that his magic net magic would have to undergo a test that he had to accept so soon!

Spellcasters connected to the magic network can contact the magic network, but most requests will be ignored. Duke is not a super switchboard operator with 1,000 brains. His system AI is running at almost full power to maintain the newborn magic network.

But Duke couldn't ignore this voice, because it was Jaina who called him.

"Duke! I need your magic support, the kind that can kill thousands of flying insects in an instant!"

"Okay!" Duke's direct reply in the magic network made Jaina overjoyed.

The communication of divine thoughts and will is the most direct. In just half a second, Duke understood the whole story.

"Fuck! You're just a bug, do you think you're an eel? How dare you touch my girl?"

The entire magic network was responding to the anger of its master.

The void, which should not have had much extra sound except the flapping of insects' wings, suddenly creaked and shook, as if the darkness would crack at any time and a sun would pop out.

The rocks and sand that should have been falling at a faster speed around the Fire Eagle seemed to have escaped the constraints of gravity for no reason and splashed out horizontally.

A terrifying aura carrying great majesty rose slowly from behind Jaina and Ilucia, and the insects flying in the air began to scream strangely.

They screamed and tried to get close to the two female mages to kill them first. But an invisible elemental wave swept through the void, as if a pair of huge air hands moved up and down, suddenly pressing down all the insects and suspending them in mid-air, making them stay there awkwardly, neither moving forward nor backward, and becoming miserable living targets.

In the next moment——

The darkness around the two female mages suddenly parted, and a dazzling white light, like the first snow of winter, illuminated the entire dark cave.

What was reflected in everyone's eyes was countless white rays of light piercing through the vast dark void, as if the Milky Way was flowing backwards, rushing straight up towards the sky from below.

snowstorm?

No!

These are more than a thousand top-level Ice Arrows!

Theoretically, this would require at least a thousand Archmage Mages to work at the same time, with each rubbing for 2.5 seconds.

However, with the support of the magic network, Jaina and Ilucia did it easily.

The blooming ice and snow flower is like a blooming white chrysanthemum!

In the air, except for Sartura and Princess Hakkar who was fighting at a higher altitude, every Qiraji flying insect was completely torn into pieces after a sharp sound of breaking wind, and their long tibias, sharp claws, and sharp mouthparts broke and scattered.

But less than half a second after flying out, it will turn into ice cubes and fall down with the mud and dust fragments falling from the sky. In an instant, it seems that the whole world has become quiet.

Not to mention Sartura, even Princess Hakkar above and the family of three below were startled.

Inside Karazhan, Duke spat fiercely.

"cut!"

The magic network was laid out with the major cities of the Alliance and the Horde as the core nodes and expanded outward. In the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, it was obvious that C'Thun used some mysterious power to refuse the coverage of the magic network.

The wave in which Jaina showed her power just now was also the last one.

Just before the magic network was about to be forcibly cut off, Duke sent a message to Jaina: "Hold on, I'll save Magni first!"

In fact, Duke's promotion was completed before the magic net was laid. He originally wanted to spend more time to lay a better foundation.

Unfortunately, the coalition forces could not stop advancing to wait for him. Tyrande had deliberately slowed down the progress before, which actually cost human lives.

Sometimes it is just like this, the situation is pressing, and only those who grow faster under heavy pressure can truly carve out a path in adversity.

"Khadgar! I'm going to Ahn'Qiraj. I'll leave the Demon Network to you for the time being." Duke ordered.

"My Lord, the problem is that there are more and more access requests now!" Khadgar frowned.

"Then notify the spellcasters who have used the magic network many times. Now that the magic network is newly built, excessive use may place too heavy a burden on the spellcasters' minds and souls. The number of uses will be limited in the first month of connecting to the magic network." Duke said majestically.

Khadgar bared his teeth.

Although adding usage restrictions is definitely a "thoughtful" measure for new mages, how many people can see through the dilemma of the magic network's lack of mana?

Moreover, if Duke were to take action personally, it would probably be another huge overdraft of magic power.

have to!

The boss just needs to talk and his subordinates will naturally run around for him.

Khadgar and several other elementalists looked at each other and saw the bitter smile in each other's eyes.

No need to say anything, just get to work!

Duke waved Atiesh, and a purple-blue narrow portal appeared before his eyes. Careful Khadgar found that this portal was narrower than usual, giving it a sharper feel.

He was not mistaken, this was a portal used to break through the space blockade.

The Temple of Ahn'Qiraj is C'Thun's territory. As an ancient god, he certainly won't let his enemies come and go as they please.

Want to open a portal?

No way!

That's how it should be!

However, the spatial attribute of the chicken leg staff was not exaggerated. Accompanied by the unpleasant croaking sounds of three ghost crows, Duke's spiritual perception began to cross the void and came to the outside of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.

"Ha! The flaw is quite small!"

Originally, the small area of ​​Ahn'Qiraj was absolutely solid, and no one could open a portal inside to break in. Ever since the honest and reliable young man Duke forced his way into Naxxramas and turned a large area of ​​the temple into the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, C'Thun's spatial defense also had flaws.

Even though C'Thun was later patched, the flaw was fixed.

This is a flaw that even an ordinary Antonidas wizard cannot exploit, but Duke seized it in one go!

Duke extended his right hand.

At the same time, outside the space protection layer thousands of miles away, an identical but larger arcane energy palm appeared and tore open the hole in the space shield with one hand.

Without giving C'Thun any time to react, Duke himself stepped directly into the portal and teleported over at high speed.

Over there, poor Magni was being brutally beaten.

The area he was in had also collapsed, but before he fell, the Prophet Scram grabbed him with his two claws hidden under his rose-red sleeves and teleported him deeper into the temple.

The battle situation was originally okay. Relying on the power of the artifact Hammer of the Fire Demon, Magni was able to act like a god and use his enlarged body to single-handedly defeat the Prophet Skeram.

You know what, Magni really knocked away a quarter of the health of this lobster-shaped monster boss, and then the nightmare began.

Scram, for every quarter of his health lost, would create two clones, and as long as there was no one around his original body or clone, he would mindlessly cast magic, including Earthquake, Magic Explosion, Frost Trap, and other messy spells.

According to normal tactics, the three main tanks holding the monster would hold both the main body and the clone together, and everyone would concentrate their firepower to kill the clone first, because the clone's attack power was even higher than that of the main body.

But now Magni was the only one left, and he was in a miserable situation.

The boss was playing with clones and running all over the street. I wanted to catch one and kill him first without thinking twice, but he had a teleport function and it was not to a fixed point.

When he was caught up, he teleported away directly, leaving Magni stunned.

There were a few times when Magni wanted to leave, find a hole, or even dig a hole himself and fall in. But he found that the ground was extremely solid, and he was at least a thousand meters away from the main entrance of the temple.

He could only follow Scram around miserably, being kite-followed by the opponent again and again.

He knew that when the duration of his descent from heaven ended, that would be the time for him to die in battle.

At this moment, a mysterious purple-blue light suddenly appeared beside Magni.

That brilliant light seemed to be the light of the birth of all things.

Perhaps, life on earth comes from sunlight, which has nothing to do with purple and blue.

But this ball of light gives people a feeling of wisdom.

At that moment, all other colors in the temple, which was originally filled with the color of decay, dimmed, as if there was no other color between heaven and earth.

The space shook violently.

A narrow space crack was torn open and turned into a slightly narrow portal.

A man in a blue and white robe came out.

"Duke--" Magni rushed over with tears and snot.

Duke's eyelids were twitching. Why did this 'Duke' sound like he was being called, but it felt like Magni was calling him daddy?

Bullshit! I don't have such an ugly son.

Duke kicked Magni, who had just freed himself from the God and rushed over to hug his thigh, to the ground.

"roll!"

Not to mention, when there are many comrades standing behind him who need his protection, Magni is the most reliable warrior. He fully demonstrated what "heaven is on the left, warriors are on the right" means with his incredibly hard body.

However, when Duke, the demigod, showed up, Magni actually got scared!

Cowardly!

Yes! I am just such a coward!

Perhaps it was to conserve his energy, or perhaps he felt that he should keep his body useful for the next battle. This short and stocky man actually took out a high-level epic shield the size of a tower shield from his space storage bag and put it on his back.

From the front, he replaced his axe with a shield in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand. From a distance, if it weren't for the flaming Balrog hammer, he would have looked like a turtle.

Duke rolled his eyes and decided to ignore this guy.

He spread out his spiritual sense and sensed that although Jaina and the others were in a mess, they were fine.

Duke exhaled a breath of foul air. "Hoo—alright! I don't know who taught you to use the divide and destroy tactic, but since you are so good at it, I can't hold back. I'll deal with you quickly, and then join the others."

Suddenly, Scram replied to Duke: "Long live C'Thun——"

Duke: "…"

Huh? Can this thing actually talk?

I've played it so many times that I don't remember anything anymore.

After all, this guy is not that strong and has not wiped out many groups.

But speaking of which, your boss C'Thun is already more than ten thousand years old. Are you sure you want to wish him a "long live"?

Duke laughed shamelessly and then took action.

The prophet Scram acted faster than Duke - instinctively sensing that the elemental conditions around Duke were not right, Scram did not choose Magic Explosion, but instead let his main body and clone release Great Earthquake at the same time.

Duke frowned.

Scram had obviously been holding back. When the shocking natural force came over, Magni instinctively realized that if he was in his normal state, he would definitely be knocked away by this force.

No, being knocked away was already a good thing. The worst thing was being hit by three Great Earthquakes at the same time. That scene would probably turn into a pile driver, and he would be turned into a pillar and driven deep into the ground.

"Du..." Magni was about to remind Duke to be careful.

But Duke did not make any unnecessary movements. He just put one hand into the air, and suddenly a faint sound of wind whistling and thunder was heard.

It wasn't a big movement, just like turning a page of a book, very natural.

In this instant, it seemed that Duke's palm had instantly grasped the power of the entire world, and it seemed that the entire cycle of life and death in nature was in his palm.

There was a loud "bang".

The natural element shock wave that should have created several large holes in Duke's seemingly thin body instantly shattered and disintegrated as Duke made this move, disappearing into thin air.

"No!" The prophet Scram yelled, and in the blink of an eye, the light of the arcane shone, and three identical Scrams appeared beside Duke in a triangular shape, surrounding him tightly.

The three Scrams, whose upper bodies looked a bit like lobsters, raised their claws in unison with fanatical expressions and shouted, "Go to hell!"

The purple light of Magic Explosion then lit up on the original body and the two clones.

"Pfft!" Duke laughed shamelessly.

Is it true that a monster is a monster?

Or is it that guys who are not humanoid have slightly lower IQs?

"Bang!" The arcane energy explosion that had been enveloping Scram and growing from small to large suddenly stopped. The purple-blue light on the three guys rushed out uncontrollably at this moment, condensing into hundreds of arcane missiles in midair, and instantly rebounded towards themselves.

"Ah--" Three identical screams came out of the mouths of three Scrams at the same time.

Then Magni heard two loud shattering sounds, "Bang! Bang!" The two boss clones that had been bothering him for a long time exploded in an instant.

"Impossible!" Scram screamed.

"Impossible?" Duke smiled. "Silly! Let me tell you. If I can't enter the divine realm as the God of Magic, then I will settle for the next best thing and be deified as the God of Arcane!"

After teasing for a while, Duke stopped talking nonsense and pointed directly at the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

There was a "chi--" sound, and Duke's fingers seemed to be infinitely extended.

Of course, it wasn't that Duke's fingers grew longer, but that the arcane energy from his fingertips instantly shot out.

It is hard to describe whether this is an arcane missile or an arcane sword.

The arcane light shot out at an incredible speed and pierced Skullam's throat in less than one hundredth of a second.

It is obviously magic, but it has a cold edge that is no less than any divine sword in the world.

This is both magic and a long sword condensed with magic. The sword light is full of murderous intent, and the sword force can pierce through any hard shell without divine protection.

With a clang, the moment Duke's arcane sword pierced Scram's throat, Scram, a general under C'Thun, finally reacted at the critical moment. The huge red shoulder armor, no, this should be a part of its body, the hard shell on the left and right shoulders suddenly closed.

The solid shell tightly locked onto the incoming sword tip, preventing the arcane sword from advancing an inch.

"Huh?" Duke bent his two fingers slightly and then poked them out.

Duke himself showed no emotion, but Magni beside him had a completely different feeling. He seemed to hear the sound of swords ringing through the world, the terrifying killing intent surged, and the extremely pure arcane energy burst out like a flood.

Duke's calmness formed a sharp contrast with Scram and Magni's nervousness.

"Zheng..."

The long sword that seemed to be firmly locked in the previous moment turned into two sharper arcane daggers in the next moment.

This time, the hard shell could no longer stop it, and two lighter energy daggers drove in with unparalleled power.

There was no time to dodge, let alone block. With a "pop" sound, two daggers pierced Scram's throat in an instant.

There are no two subsequent clones of 50% and 25%.

The arcane energy that rushed into the body of the Prophet Scram destroyed its body like lightning, draining away all its life force in one breath.

Scram's huge body, weighing several tons, fell to the ground with a loud bang.

Magni was stunned: "Duke... is this the end?"

Duke's eyes rolled. "How long do you want to fight? I am a demigod after all! Do I have to fight for a whole day and night to defeat a leader-level creature that doesn't even have divinity?"

"Eh! Are all demigods so awesome? Fine! I'll try to become a demigod, too."

Duke hit Magni mercilessly: "Wait until you become a legendary hero first."

Legendary heroes are not a real rank. It is a rank made up by adventurers themselves to distinguish between those who have entered the realm of heroes and those who are infinitely close to the realm of demigods.

This portal that appeared in the air at a height of fifty meters could not be seen at all unless one had the sharpest eyes of a ranger hero.

But the timing of the portal's appearance was perfect.

That was the moment when Shartula raised her white veil while flying, revealing a cruel smile. Suddenly, Shartula's smile froze on her face.

The portal that appeared out of nowhere seemed to have been forcibly opened by the fingers of countless white wizard's hands.

A golden spiral sword suddenly stabbed out from the blue-purple crack.

It was the golden light that seemed like the birth of all things.

That was the light of dawn.

Represents hope...

And the expulsion of evil and darkness.

There was no way to avoid it. Shartula was flying at such a high speed that he couldn't dodge it at all!

"Ah!" With a scream, even though he twisted his body at the last moment, at least two of Shartula's cicada wings were cut off by the golden sword.

She still wanted to pull Calia away, but after cutting off her wings, the momentum of the spiral sword suddenly changed, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

If she didn't release her claws, she would lose her legs.

Faced with the choice of tearing apart an insignificant human being or saving his own legs, Sartura decisively backed down.

She didn't even have time to increase her strength to hurt Calia, and she immediately released her claws.

Calia screamed, and a second later she fell into an extremely warm and familiar embrace.

"Ah! Duke... is that you? Is it really you?" After another near-death experience, Calia's tear glands burst easily as she looked at Duke's familiar yet somewhat strange face. She stroked Duke's face, completely unable to control herself, and burst into tears.

Duke gently held Calia in a princess hug until this moment, when the space crack behind him turned into countless scattered fragments and finally turned into nothingness.

Looking at the miserable battle situation, there seemed to be a dazzling golden flame burning deep in Duke's deep black pupils.

He opened his mouth, and his voice shook the entire dark cave.

"Is it the Twin Emperors?"

"Good plan! It almost caused irreparable damage to the Alliance."

"I almost hurt my lover..."

"But now that I'm here, this farce should end."

"Get out here! Otherwise I will kill C'Thun myself!"

What is buzzing in the air is the display of power and the change of laws.

The magic net that was originally rejected outside the temple spread again in this airspace like cracks caused by broken glass.

Duke showed all beings the gap between mortals and those who stepped into the realm of God.

The first thing that caught Duke's sight was the slime boss Viscidus who swallowed Gavinrad.

Poor Gavinrad swam desperately in the slime monster's body. Oh, it should be said that he struggled. Because even if Gavinrad had the strength and time to swim in it for a year, he would not be able to swim out. The green slime would surge in the opposite direction and push the victim back to the center.

Unfortunately, Viscidus is a very rare monster that is immune to both soft and hard attacks. Because the slime monster has no fixed shape, it is not vulnerable to physical attacks.

Essentially it is not an undead, and what's even more exaggerated is that it cannot even be considered an evil creature, and holy light is useless against it.

In addition, it itself has natural attributes, and the wind sword is also ineffective. Poor Gavinrad is really restrained to death by it.

Gavinrad, who had experienced many wars, was really on his knees.

Seeing Gavinrad struggling like a nailed frog, Duke directly used the magic net to forcibly connect to Gavinrad and communicate with him directly with his divine thoughts that could transmit thousands of messages per second.

"Boss! Help! ---" Gavinrad was crying and sobbing!

"What? You can still hold on? Then I'll save others first." Duke was being naughty and pretending to be stupid.

"Boss, don't play with me like this! After all, I have been your bodyguard for such a long time. Even if I have no credit, I have worked hard! Back then, you were flirting with young ladies in your room, while I was sitting outside, starving..."

Gavinrad's voice was enough to make anyone who heard it shudder and cry.

"Uh, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

"Thank you, Boss, for saving my life!"

To outsiders, the telepathic communication took less than one hundredth of a second. Everyone only saw Duke holding Calia in mid-air and then attacking directly.

On his freed left hand, hundreds of snow-white rays of light radiated from each finger. At first, they were just lines, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into the sharpest ice arrows, pouring down on Viscidus like a heavy rain.

That's right, the biggest weakness of this slime boss is frost.

It cannot be dealt with by simple Blizzard magic, but requires a large number of ice arrows.

Only ice arrows can easily freeze the well-hidden small cores inside the slime monster's body.

If it were a game, a large number of mage players would have to be brought in to use a large number of ice arrows to kill this guy.

Since Duke is a demigod, and a wizard demigod at that, there is no place for other wizards.

"Swish, swish, swish!" A group of ice arrows shot past like a whirlwind of snow, and everyone saw Viscidus frozen in an instant. The originally disgusting soft body turned into a large green ice block that looked like feces.

The next second, this iceberg that was affecting the cityscape suddenly cracked in the middle!

"Wow! I, Gavinrad, am back!" Gavinrad, with the color of grassland on his forehead, was waving a wind sword, like a god of war returning from the toilet, and burst out from the iceberg in great anger.

"Pfft!" Sally Whitemane burst into laughter.

Don't blame others for looking down on him. It's really because his dignity affects the city's appearance and emits a foul stench.

At the same time, Duke made another move. This time, Duke directly drew the magic power from the magic net and used the frost element to instantly create a large iceberg, forcibly separating the family of three.

When Duke turned around again, Viscidus exploded.

It's like a little prankster who threw half a pound of firecrackers into the toilet and had a blast...

"Bang!"

That sour and refreshing!

Many girls were already keeping their distance from me, and now they keep their distance even further.

However, after seeing the changes in Viscidus after the explosion, I still felt sick. The giant slime boss suddenly turned into 20 lumps.

The system prompts: "Viscidus' cells are proliferating crazily. If more than one-third of the tissue is not destroyed in a single division, Viscidus will be revived with full blood."

Duke raised his brow.

one third?

The next second, in the system markings, the four words Divine Creature marked by the other party almost blinded Duke's titanium dog eyes.

Depend on!

Cursing in his heart, Duke took action directly!

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#1341Chapter 1314 Collection of Expertise

Chapter 1314 Collection of Expertise

However, the rank of legendary heroes has recently shown signs of solidifying.

There is no way, because according to the pure hero field, the newly promoted Valeera, Broll and the earlier batch of Liadrin, Lirath and others are all heroes. However, their strength is too different from the oldest batch of heroes.

Not to mention the most senior boss Tirion Fordring, even Vanessa can beat Valeera. After all, Vanessa has gained strength through countless battles of blood and fire. It is two completely different concepts from Valeera bullying mortal gladiators or fighting monsters in the arena.

If Vanessa hadn't been so busy lately, Valeera would definitely chase Vanessa every day and ask for a duel.

The same situation happened to Liadrin. She was already the most powerful paladin among the blood elves. Even without the artifact equipment, Gavinrad still relied on the more intense holy light to knock down Liadrin with one hand.

Moreover, in the tavern or in the reputation of the upper class, the hero who had experienced so many wars was unknowingly promoted to the new level of legendary hero.

Naturally, there is a new standard for legendary heroes as well - only those who can at least defeat a divine creature in single combat are considered legendary heroes.

Hearing Duke's words, Magni bared his teeth and said, "Okay, okay! There are too many things going on now, and Ironforge also needs a strong guardian. I will go to practice after defeating C'Thun!"

Duke stretched out his hand, intending to take the spoils of the prophet Scram and leave, but the system AI suddenly popped up a prompt: "It is detected that the soul of this creature has the magic network adaptability. Do you want to capture it? If captured, there is a 94% chance that it can be transformed into a magic network processor after purification."

Ehhhh! ?

What kind of benefit is this?

After carefully looking at the system prompt, Duke decisively clicked "Yes".

Magni only saw Duke's right hand pinching in the air, and then a translucent Scram spirit was completely pulled away from Duke's lifeless body.

Nimble fingers flew in the air, and then Scram's soul was chopped into pieces, like a butcher cutting up a cow. The extra spider legs, shoulder armor, and arms were all cut off and shattered in the void. Only a purple-blue soul core remained, which was finally held in Duke's palm.

Duke's mouth corners raised and he suddenly smiled bitterly, because he found that what he was doing now was almost the same as what Kil'jaeden did to Ner'zhul back then!

However, Vice leader Egg destroyed Ner'zhul's body and stuffed it into an ice skeleton. Duke was more thorough - he completely erased and cut off the mark of Skeram's soul, which means that the poor Skeram will no longer have any memories, only the instinct of a spellcaster.

The moment he brought Scram to the magic network, Duke received a system prompt: "The arcane soul compatibility test is complete. The magic network has obtained a new metamagic feat Enhanced Magic Explosion, which can increase the critical strike rate of the magic explosion of the magic network accessor by 10%."

Oh my god!

There is such a breathtaking operation?

Thinking back, that's right, Scram has always used teleportation and magic explosion to blow up his enemies. It's no surprise that his soul has the ability to enhance magic explosion.

Originally, Duke had no interest in small bosses other than C'Thun, but now it's completely different!

This is a great opportunity to collect metamagic expertise!

Duke has suffered enough since he opened the magic network. It's because he makes little money! Contrary to what he imagined, simply saving magic power cannot bring Duke more profits, but providing more profitable value-added services such as super magic expertise can really make Duke full of money!

At this moment, Duke felt that his collecting addiction had awakened!!

In the underground cave a thousand meters away, the sudden outbreak of Jaina and Ilucia only slightly improved the situation of the hero group. After no more entanglement from the monsters, the hero group ushered in the fierce attack of Sartura.

After the magic web was forcibly expelled by C'Thun's power, the group of heroes lost a more effective means of resistance. Under the attack of Sartura, who rushed over with a mindless whirlwind, the group members were forced to split into two groups: one group successfully rushed into the hole in the air, and the other group had to land on the ground to face the family of three.

The combination of the family of three and Shartula is certainly terrifying, and rushing into the cave is not much better, because there is another boss guarding the cave. It is the fourth boss of Ahn'Qiraj, the tenacious Vankreis - a leader-level monster with six legs and a bident tail, bright yellow skin and red markings, and a scorpion-shaped body.

Van Cleese's fighting style is quite annoying. It will constantly summon small insects and elite sandworms to cause trouble. And it has a powerful attack that can tear apart the highest-level epic armor of this era.

The most disgusting thing is teleportation. From time to time, it will teleport a member into its nest, where the member can do nothing and can only endure the beatings from the little bugs without struggling.

Of course, Van Cleese's problem was nothing compared to the dangers ahead.

Not only the family of three, but even the slime monster leader Viscidus ran out, which means that the team below needs to withstand the crazy siege of five bosses at the same time.

It was obvious that there was a commander behind the scenes, directing these leaders to perfectly divide and annihilate the Alliance heroes.

"Damn it... coo coo coo..." Gavinrad was the first to suffer. When he was the first to descend on the Fire Eagle, he was also the first to be ambushed.

The slime monster leader, Viscidus, suddenly jumped out from under the sand and swallowed Gavinrad and the Fire Eagle into his stomach in one gulp.

Gavinrad activated the invincibility almost immediately.

So what?

The Paladin's Holy Shield only lasts a little over ten seconds, and once that time is up...

Gavinrad was drowned in the corrosive slime. If it weren't for the holy light that filled his body, and the wind sword's natural properties that could slightly resist the acid, Gavinrad would probably be the first person to die in this battle.

the Alliance's balance of victory was still tipping towards collapse.

Varian led his men into the cave to face Van Cleese directly, Magni stayed on the surface, and only Brian and Tirion were left to fight the boss. Due to tactical needs, Liadrin came down wearing a set of armor that enhanced the Holy Light, and there was no time to change.

"Be careful!" Before Tirion finished his words, Sartura swooped down and attacked, with the claws on her legs sticking out.

Without hooking the more agile Sylvanas, she flapped her wings, suddenly changed her target, and grabbed Calia who was next to her.

She was going to tear Calia in half in mid-air.

At this moment, a portal appeared out of nowhere in the air behind her.

In the legends before Duke traveled through time, the evil gods were mutated divine monsters born between normal gods and other gods.

There is no such thing as evil gods in the world of Azeroth, because several of the Old Gods themselves look very ugly and affect the cityscape.

A normal human being would never have any thoughts like tentacle control or tentacle play.

Thinking about the glory of C'Thun, the big-eyed tentacle monster in his memory, Duke felt that he was doing justice by killing these guys.

At this moment——

The frost elements around Duke became thousands of times more active, and countless magic circles appeared on the nodes of the magic net extending from the void beside Duke. Sharp and cold ice arrows took shape instantly, pouring out from the magic net and pouring down madly towards the 20 lumps of disgusting green substances wriggling on the ground.

Viscidus's cell proliferation and blood recovery plan is indeed awesome, but the price of the substantial recovery of blood volume is defense, and it has become completely defenseless.

This is purely a gamble based on biological instinct, the bet is whether the enemy's attack power can overcome its recovery ability.

Frost attacks are not strong enough, Viscidus is the immortal being that can't be killed. With skills like acid spitting, he can always kill the enemy.

But the attack is strong enough...

The green biological tissues were immediately corroded by the unimpeded influx of frost magic, and every green cell in the body began to crystallize.

Just like people with extensive frostbite often need amputation, that is because all the cells in the limbs have been frozen to death. The water in the cells begins to crystallize, which in turn punctures the cell wall and causes the cell to die.

The 20 clones of Viscidus began to freeze again. It was a silent wailing. Even if others couldn't understand it, they could easily see that the green mucus tissue was solidified again.

This time, there was no more shattering, no more recovery, almost every cell was directly filled with high-purity frost elements, losing its life forever, not to mention the ability to regenerate.

Viscidus...is completely dead!

"Jie——" A family of three not far away roared in unison, expressing their anger at Duke for killing their companion.

Of course Duke had no time to pay attention to the wailing of such a loser. He lowered his head and carefully examined what he had obtained.

System prompt: "Host, you have obtained two basic units of chaotic divinity."

Note: "Chaotic Divinity - Irregular divine power. Can easily upgrade the level of creatures and greatly increase their combat power. The disadvantage is that it can easily cause creatures to fall into a frenzy."

If it were just this level, Duke would definitely throw this thing away as trash.

Fortunately, there was a next sentence in the notes: "Do you want to purify it? If the chaotic elements are removed, it is expected that 1 basic unit of order divinity with unknown properties can be generated."

Duke blinked. "What basic unit? That's too confusing. Let's call it 'point' instead. Okay, I want to extract 1 point of order from 2 points of chaos divinity. What's the price?"

The system AI replied: "It is estimated to take 365 Azeroth days, and there is a 3.45% chance of purification failure, which in turn will have adverse effects on you, the host."

Duke understood what the System meant: purification is actually a process of mutual influence. Although light and darkness are mutually dependent and can transform into each other, nothing is completely pure. The more absolute the power, the more difficult it is to purify.

"system AI, is there anything that can improve the success rate?"

"If we use a larger amount of order power to cleanse it, we can greatly reduce the probability of failure and make it approach zero infinitely."

The telepathic communication between Duke and the system AI only took a moment to the outside world, and outsiders didn't even notice that Duke was in a daze.

In Duke's perception, an enemy was approaching at high speed from behind.

Originally, Shartula was very fast. After she abandoned the whirlwind that would slow her down and focused all her strength on speed, her speed when she swooped down at high speed was quite astonishing. Although many people were reluctant to admit it, it was already a bit like the speed of sound.

The attack arrives before the sound is heard.

Unfortunately, Duke had already spread out the magic net by then, so Shartula's reckless straight-line attack, even if faster, caused elemental vibrations that were no different from a huge wave in the magic net.

How could Duke not sense it?

"Little..." Ilucia was about to remind Duke, but found that Duke's figure had become blurred.

Sartura pounced on Duke's afterimage.

"Quack, quack!" The light bursting out from Duke's afterimage turned into a bunch of crows flapping their wings and croaking.

Chi Er's voice, coupled with the strange air fluctuations, interfered with Shartula's judgment. For a moment, no one could have imagined that Shartula was actually standing in the same position as Duke.

Duke's figure appeared again, this time on her left hand side. However, the thrust of the spiral golden sword was caught by Shartura's claw.

The spiral sword spun at high speed in its claws, making a "sizzling" sound similar to the scraping of metal by a grinder.

"I got you!" Shartula suddenly sneered.

"No, I caught you!" Duke smiled politely. His smile made Shartura feel uneasy.

Sartura guessed correctly, but it was too late.

Duke also has a headache for a boss like her who is fast and agile. This is C'Thun's territory. It is possible to open a portal here, but it is very difficult to use continuous Flash.

If Sartura just avoids him and goes after other heroes of the Alliance, Duke will also have a headache.

Since Shartula rushed over without caring about his own life, Duke would of course accept it with a smile.

The spiral golden sword, which seemed to be stuck, suddenly burst out with a golden light that was enough to blind any evil creature. Shaltula wanted to run away instinctively, but in that moment of distraction, the golden light had turned into a large net, instantly entrapping most of Shaltula's body.

The next moment, the tip of a chicken stick pressed against Shartula's cheek.

Duke's short hair suddenly stood up as the elemental tide burst out from his body. The fire element flowing out from the very end of his hair made Duke look as if he had a head of fiery red hair.

The bright firelight reflected the indifferent expression on the face of the newly promoted demigod. Although Duke's body was similar to that of many burly human men in this world, compared with her huge body, he was very small, only one-third of her size.

But now, in everyone's perception, Duke's figure seemed to have suddenly become a hundred times taller, turning into a giant standing tall.

His eyes seemed to be made of the purest obsidian, sparkling and extremely deep.

The terrifying power that surged like a sea of ​​fire formed a very bright ball of light, and the flame element was frantically gathering on the tip of the staff at a speed that others could not imagine.

Compress! Compress! Compress again!

In just one hundredth of a second, this dark cave that had not seen the sun for a thousand years returned to the embrace of light.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, not only Sartura, but every Ahn'Qiraj leader present felt a sense of powerlessness and fear in their hearts at that moment.

"No--" Shartula roared miserably, and then did something no one could have expected - she dodged, and no one knew how she did it, but in order to escape, she actually cut off her arm that was blocked by Duke.

Not only that, there was also a small piece of shoulder armor connected to the arm, and yellow and green body fluids were splattered all over the sky and the ground, along with some internal organ fragments.

She made such a huge sacrifice just for that momentary chance to escape.

it is a pity!

The moment she broke away, Duke also flashed.

The stick head looked plain and simple, like a wooden carved chicken leg, but it was still exactly the same distance away from Shartula's face, not a centimeter more or less.

"Great courage, but unfortunately there is no prize!" Along with Duke's ridicule, the demigod-level Fire Explosion thrown out from the tip of Atiesh's staff exploded directly at zero distance.

"Ahhhhh——" Shartula let out the most tragic howl since the war began!

The seemingly pretty face was originally covered with a veil, through which delicate outlines could be vaguely seen, but under the terrifying power of Pyroblast, all its true forms had to be revealed.

It was a mouthpart unique to insect creatures. Two cockroach-leg-like tentacles were knocked off in half the moment the flame exploded. Half of the face exploded and collapsed instantly, and the twisted neck inevitably had large areas of burn marks.

A single fire explosion wouldn't be enough to kill her.

In the next instant, only those with the sharpest eyes could see that the aftermath of the flames that should have exploded in all directions gathered again under Duke's amazing elemental control.

Double hit!

It is not simply copying the attack twice, but gathering the scattered elements again, and launching another devastating attack in a very short time on the opponent's vital points that have been injured and begun to be destroyed.

Perhaps, to those with poor eyesight, Duke defeated Shartula in one move. Only those who really saw this scene clearly would feel the shock of a mountain of awe.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The flames spread wildly in the sky.

The charred half of Shartula's body fell heavily into the yellow sand at the bottom of the dark cave.

"The third one... The Prophet Scram, Viscidus, and Sartura..." Then, Magni, who had just come out of the portal opened for him by Duke, muttered to himself.

It was not until this moment that the powerful members of the Alliance discovered that Duke had killed three generals under C'Thun as soon as he appeared.

"Ouch!"

In the dark sky, Onyxia and Princess Hakkar were fighting fiercely. The shock of the collision between the fire element and the natural element continued to torture the already unstable cave wall. The murals on the cave wall melted in the flames, and the acid spewed by Princess Hakkar splashed everywhere. More rocks collapsed and fell.

the Alliance heroes who were fighting fiercely with the family of three had to pay attention to the sky at all times to avoid being affected by the waterfall of rubble.

The two larger bugs in the family of three easily made the sandy ground pile up like broken waves, making the Alliance heroes embarrassed. The light-footed ranger was okay, but the others had to worry about whether they would fall into those shocking cracks or be involved in the scope of the earthquake.

Duke had no time to care about all this, and he didn't even have time to see what kind of spoils killing Shartura had brought him, because in the darkness in the distance, two humanoid creatures that were seven or eight stories tall began to rush towards him.

Duke put Calia down and said to Jaina, "I'll leave this to you."

If possible, Duke would certainly like to concentrate superior forces to deal with the enemy. For example, he can leiSuraely deal with all the weaker leaders of the enemy, and then face C'Thun with a leiSuraely attitude.

Unfortunately not.

In the war between the two princesses in the sky, Onyxia clearly had the upper hand. If she was asked to determine the winner immediately, it would put her own mount in a difficult position.

Being in a hurry to win means taking risks.

Onyxia has never been good at reckless and aggressive attacks. The black dragon princess is better at using careful and continuous attacks to force the opponent into a desperate situation, and then kill them without any injury.

Only when the situation is urgent and there is no other choice will Duke give her a strict order to attack fiercely.

So at this moment Duke gave her a reassuring message: "Onni, just play at your own pace."

"Thank you, Master!" Duke was now a demigod, and a demigod whose power far exceeded hers and who had the opportunity to challenge the supreme position. Compared to being forced to serve an inferior human before, the current Duke made Onyxia feel better.

Becoming the mount of a powerful demigod is definitely better than being the mount of a human!

If it wasn't for the fierce battle, Onyxia would have rushed over and offered to tame the dragon.

In a higher cave, half of the hero group led by Varian was fighting a fierce battle with the tenacious Van Cleese, and it was obvious that the outcome would not be determined in a short time.

It seems that the premature death of Oro and the fall of Naxxramas have deeply stimulated C'Thun. Except for Oro and C'Thun who is sitting in the underground palace and can't come out, all the leaders of Ahn'Qiraj who can fight are here.

The two enemies coming at this moment are naturally the twin emperors - Emperor Vicnilas and Emperor Viclor.

Faced with the twin emperors in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, whose strength was second only to C'Thun, Duke had no choice but to take action himself.

Tyrande suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Wait! Duke, isn't one of the twin emperors immune to magic?"

Duke smiled.

If someone asked him, he would definitely reply: "Who do you think I am?"

As Duke's lover, Tyrande naturally needed no refutation.

Just a confident smile.

In his left hand, he holds the most unadorned divine staff, the Legendary Staff of the Guardian of Atiesh.

In his right hand, he held a sharp divine sword with a peculiar spiral shape Edmund Song of Light and Dark.

"Zheng——" At this moment, the sword chanted for nine days, and the spiral sword in Duke's hand suddenly became dazzling. The entire holy sword seemed to turn into the purest light, becoming the brightest light between heaven and earth.

This sword illuminated the entire hellish underground cave of Ahn'Qiraj Temple.

At this moment, Duke's whole body not only burst out with the power of a demigod, but also burst out with surging sword intent.

Duke said nothing, but his attitude said it all.

Today, I will kill not only the demigods, but even the gods!

Twin Emperors!

It left an extremely deep impression in Duke's memory.

After all, the Twin Emperors pioneered the use of warlocks as tanks to defeat bosses.

This is the only solution.

Because under the blessing of C'Thun's divine power, Emperor Vek'lor, commonly known as the Demon King, is completely immune to physical attacks and can only be harmed by magical elements.

On the other hand, Emperor Vicnilas, who holds a giant sword and is commonly known as the Sword King, is completely immune to magic. The divine power wrapped around him will instinctively expel all magical elements.

Therefore, the traditional way of playing is that the tank with the highest armor in the team will take on the Sword King, and the other warlock will take on the Demon King.

Unfortunately, all the heroes in the Alliance hero group were in fierce battle, and there was no melee hero who could take on monsters to spare a hand to help.

Duke wanted to make another move before the Twin Emperors arrived to free up some of his men, but unfortunately it was impossible. Four powerful divine gazes, spanning space and darkness, locked onto Duke.

It's unclear what went wrong, or if the history of Azeroth has taken a further serious turn.

The Twin Emperors...are demigods!

If Duke had dared to run and kill other leaders just now, the Twin Emperors would have taught Duke a profound and unforgettable lesson.

Yes! If Duke dares to bully weak players and use his invincibility, then the Twin Emperors can do the same.

We have known each other for so long.

Even Valeera and Broll, who had the least communication with Duke, were regarded as partners by Duke. Duke did not want to see any of the Alliance heroes die.

So Duke's choice was to face it head-on.

At this moment,

Duke's sword intent was high, and it was above all living beings, suppressing the entire Zerg. In this dark and vast airspace, Duke was the strongest existence that the Twin Emperors could not avoid.

The Twin Emperors stopped far away.

The Sword King placed his giant sword on the ground, while the Demon King stood with his hands on his hips, waiting for Duke to come over.

"A new demigod! That chaotic place should not be the stage for a demigod."

"Come here, a great fight requires a great stage."

The twin emperors sang in unison, giving people the feeling of singing a duet. However, for a pair of brothers who shared life and death, and even vitality, this way of speaking was too normal.

The cloak behind Duke began to flutter due to the elemental storm that rolled up from Duke's body.

Duke had a faint smile on his face. At this moment, everyone could feel that they were bathed in Duke's fighting spirit, not his smile. It seemed that the spiral sword had replaced the sun hanging high in the sky and became the only light in this underground palace.

The next second, a wave of arcane elements formed a huge wave, gently lifting Duke up. The next second, a purple-blue arcane energy ship appeared.

It supported Duke's body and walked forward proudly, coming in front of the huge twin emperors.

In the front left is the Sword King Veknilas.

In the front right is the Demon King Veklor.

They spoke:

"We are called the Twin Emperors."

The Sword King raised the sword in his hand and said, "I am Vicnilas."

The Demon King raised his staff and said, "I am Veklor!"

"We share the same destiny. From the day we are born, we live together, work together, and face enemies together."

"A true peak battle will be passed down through the ages."

"Edmund Duke, the powerful demigod of mankind! The emperor's pride makes us disdain to fight two against one."

"You get to pick a partner."

"This is our respect for you."

"It's also your respect for us."

The words, which seemed like a tongue twister, did not confuse Duke, but instead gave him an opportunity.

Duke said in a teasing tone, "Huh? If I fight you two on two, and we beat you, will there be extra prizes?"

The Sword Emperor opened his yellow eyes and said, "The winner takes everything."

The Demon King's eyes of the same color darkened: "The loser loses everything."

"The winner's reward should not be discounted."

"The etiquette of a loser should be perfect."

"If you and your comrades win, you will get what you want."

"If my brother and I win, we will also receive the true reward from the master."

Duke found the Gemini Emperors' curse very interesting, but unfortunately, where could Duke find a partner who could fight against the Gemini Emperors?

You know, because the twin emperors will heal each other when they are close to each other, Duke's partner must face one of the emperors alone at least 60 yards away.

This means that Duke can't pick a warrior who can carry monsters. For example, Magni, even if he has the power of a god, can't last that long. A genuine demigod is very difficult to kill instantly.

It's like when Lord Howl killed the demigod Cenarius. It all came down to the fact that Cenarius used the forest as the source of his power. At that time, the entire Ashenvale and Felwood Forest had been infiltrated and polluted by demons, and Cenarius' power was greatly reduced, which led to Lord Howl's earth-shattering record.

Duke knew that the Twin Emperors were possessed by those disgusting beetles. In Ahn'Qiraj, the number of Zerg was in the millions. His battle with the Twin Emperors was destined to be a tug-of-war.

There's no way Magni could hold on that long.

Duke cleared his throat: "I..."

When he was about to say, "I don't have a partner," a graceful female figure who was very familiar to Duke stood beside him like lightning.

"I, Sylvanas Windrunner, Queen of the Sin'dorei and Duke's mate, will partner with Duke in this battle to fight against you!"

Duke was embarrassed on the spot. He half opened his mouth, opening and closing it like a fish out of water, sucking in air.

Sylvanas is proud.

From the day Duke met her, she never felt that she was inferior to anyone else.

The Second Dark Gate War was fine, but what she couldn't stand the most was the Third War, when her hometown was destroyed and she couldn't do anything.

Time flies, and the man who conquered her body and mind has become so powerful that he has become a demigod who looks down on all living beings.

As someone close to him, as a proud and strong person, as a queen determined for revenge, she could not allow herself to stand still.

So, this time, she wants to challenge her limits.

Duke's hands were shaking. Even he couldn't guarantee that he had enough energy to take care of Sylvanas.

He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't utter a word.

Instead, it was Sylvanas who spoke first.

"What? I'm not the weak Calia. I'm not one of those slutty bitches who sway their bodies to seduce you! From the day I was born, I was destined not to be the kind of weakling who is willing to be protected and needs careful care. Remember - my name is Sylvanas Windrunner!"

The sonorous and powerful words shook Duke's soul with every word.

I really want to argue, I really want to hold her down and stop her from doing anything stupid.

Suddenly, Duke smiled.