Where is the promised earth-related specialization?
Duke felt like the sky was falling when he saw this scene.
But Duke, who was the destroyer of the original history and turned the historical process of Azeroth upside down, has no right to say anything.
I can only silently wish you: I hope you are happy, Magni!
The giantized Magni leaped high, and the visual effect of a six-story-tall dwarf giant performing a jump slash was still very amazing.
That is an absolute collapse of heaven and earth!
Even though Archavon was thick-skinned and strong, he didn't dare to take the blow. He jumped back and dodged more than 20 meters.
But Magni still refused to give in and smashed the hammer down on the floor of the hall.
"Crack!"
The earth was crumbling, and a sense of shock almost like the movement of the earth's crust was spreading. After a brief tremor, a small volcano appeared in the center of the hall, with fiery magma splashing in all directions, the highest reaching a height of 100 meters.
Archavon was unable to dodge and was hit directly.
"Wow--" Apparently there was some strange power added to the dwarf's magma, and Archavon, who was caught off guard, was covered in it in the face, letting out a painful scream.
Magni took advantage of the situation and swung the head of his house-sized Balrog hammer at Archavon.
"Bang!" A sweeping blow blew up Archavon's helmet.
"Bang!" A vertical blow made a dent in Archavon's forehead.
If it was an ordinary human, Archavon would have died a long time ago. But as a special being that was half-life and half-element, such injuries were not fatal.
Archavon's huge palm, which could sweep away a small fort with one slap, swept it hard and knocked down Magni, who had a very stable lower body.
He couldn't see, but relying on his sense of everything on the earth, he threw himself on Magni, riding on Magni's thick waist, swinging his two big fists, and hitting Magni's head fiercely.
When faced with this kind of oppressive attack, the most standard counterattack is to use a retreat kick to hit the opponent's back and send him flying.
But... dwarves have short legs!
Even if he grows to a giant, the proportions of his body remain unchanged, which means that Magni cannot defeat the enemy with this move.
Not fighting back when being beaten is not the style of a dwarf.
Magni did something very shocking - he actually transferred the elements and power of the Fire Hammer, then held Archavon's arms with both hands and hit Archavon with the hammer -
Yes! It's a fucking headbutt!
The blazing fire of the Balrog was like a glittering red helmet attached to Magni's head. As the master of the Balrog hammer, he did not need to worry about being hurt by the flames of the Balrog hammer.
"Let's see who has a harder head--" Magni's thick red neck shouted.
Archavon really wanted to say: You are cheating.
As for headbutts, they always kill ten thousand enemies but injure eight thousand of your own.
It's all about who has a hard head and who has a so-called soft head. But now when Magni hits it with his head, the lava is pressed onto the other person's head!
Even though Archavon's essence was the element of earth, he was in great pain when such high-purity flames and magma flowed freely over his head.
This time, he no longer wanted to suppress Magni. He wanted to leave, but Magni held him tightly and headbutted him again and again, and each collision was as shocking as a mountain collapsing.
However, the characteristics of the Fire Hammer allowed Magni to gain the upper hand in this mutual attack.
"Come on! Have fun! Let's hurt each other!" the dwarf king shouted loudly.
Seeing this scene, Duke and other alliance leaders sighed.
Damn it! Where is the battle that was supposed to represent the highest level of Azeroth?
A guardian with a demigod body and an unrivaled warrior who is trying to become a demigod. The fight between the two guys is no different from a street brawl between hooligans.
Are you fucking kidding me?
This time, even Duke turned off the magic mirror and didn't want to watch any further.
"The outcome is decided!"
Standing in the aisle in the middle of the treasury, Duke waited for Sylvanas.
Sylvanas finally crossed the most difficult line between mortals and gods, and what followed was a simple accumulation of power.
"Congratulations!" Duke opened his arms, looking like he was asking for a hug.
To be honest, Duke was still a little nervous until this moment. It is certainly a good thing for a mortal to be deified, but the huge amount of divine power and elements flowing into the body will also impact the soul. Before Duke traveled through time, many novels he read said that it is easy for people to lose themselves in such situations and become more like a god than a human.
When the gods put everything on the scales, weigh the gains and losses, and act accordingly, will such gods or demigods...
While Duke was daydreaming, Sylvanas had already pounced on him, her fragrant red lips pressed against his.
Sylvanas always gave him a sense of independence, with her own ideas and principles of action. In many cases, she would give up her own private time for her compatriots and for the governance of the country.
She's great, but obviously she wouldn't be a good partner.
At this moment, she was like a young wife who had gone through hardships and finally found her way home, and threw herself into the arms of her lover.
"I'm sorry for making you worry because of my willfulness." She looked exhausted and gave an apologetic smile.
"I'm glad you're back." Duke stroked Sylvanas' hair. He noticed that her hair color had changed from the original brilliant pure gold to the current light golden color similar to platinum. "Are there any changes or effects?"
"Kiss me again and you'll know."
Duke was happy to do it, and the result was...
"Woo woo woo!" Duke's tongue felt numb.
Oh my god, Sylvanas's tongue is electric!
Seeing Duke's frustration, Sylvanas chuckled softly. Her gorgeous smile made her look like a naughty devil playing tricks on Halloween: "Duke, I will never be able to learn to be gentle and virtuous even in my next life. I am who I am!"
Originally, Sylvanas thought Duke would be a little annoyed.
Unexpectedly, Duke's smile became more gentle, with a hint of yearning.
"Yes! You are you - the one and only Sylvanas Windrunner of Azeroth."
After waiting for a while, Magni's situation was also over.
Magni returned to his normal form, and was once again the 1.5-meter-tall dwarf. Although his face was bruised and swollen, he held his head high and looked very arrogant. It seemed that it was not Sylvanas who had broken through the boundary of mortals, but him.
Magni spoke in a rough voice: "Hey! Duke, the four guardians have been defeated, but what about the treasury? I don't care about their so-called treasures over the years. I don't mind who takes the treasure, but I at least want to know what the treasure in this treasury is."