A huge purplish-blue energy ball floated less than two meters above Evil Hoof's head.
Duque didn't attack casually. Once Evil Hoof attacked Lothar, a powerful Arcane Impact would hit Evil Hoof's head the moment Lothar raised his shield. Usually, Duque would ask the Lesser Demons to stack the Arcane Impact appropriately. Basically, the number of Arcane Impact layers was maintained at around five to seven.
When Evil Hoof summoned Kilrick again and was killed by Duque's Arcane Energy Hand, Evil Hoof finally realized that it was his end.
"No —"
After Garona's gorgeous dagger combo finally hurt Xie Fui's eyeballs, Noxus found an opportunity. The blade glowing with a mysterious golden light accurately pierced into Xie Fui's heart and twisted.
"Back off!" Lothar and Garona heard Duke's shout at the same time. Both of them jumped back, causing Evil Hoof's claw, which had suddenly grown bigger, to miss.
Only then did Noxus realize that a dozen or so Hands of Magic had appeared in the air, and each of them was condensed with a fireball the size of a human head.
Almost at the same time Lothar and Garona jumped back.
Dense crimson fireballs rained down like a meteor shower, bombarding Evil Hoof's body. Evil Hoof, whose vitality had been greatly reduced, could no longer condense more mana to resist Duque's fireballs. This caused the flames of the fireballs to converge like a pillar of fire.
A small but very intricate fire tornado appeared in the middle of the room. Not only was it burning and tearing Evil Hoof's body, but it was also so hot that the marble floor seemed to be melting.
"Ahhhh —" Evil Hoof let out a final scream in the flames.
Evil Hoof was dead. His entire body was burned from the inside out by the flames from Hell. The stinky demonic energy spread everywhere. Most of it was burned by Duque's flames, but a little bit leaked out. The room was filled with a faint stench.
With Evil Hoof's death, the teleportation gate that sent the Lesser Demons here also lost its support and disappeared.
The lively room fell into silence for a moment, leaving only the heavy breathing of the crowd.
This level of battle was nothing to Noxus. He tilted his head and looked around, only to find that none of his subordinates had fallen to the ground.
It was definitely a good thing that no one had died.
Being mentally prepared to sacrifice oneself and actually having someone sacrifice themselves were two different things.
Without saying anything, Lothar gave Duque and Gahrona a thumbs up. The difference in their combat strength had been completely reflected in the battle just now.
Lothar and Garona were clearly in the first tier.
Other than the two of them, the only one who could help was probably Duque. The rest of the people, including the priest, were to deal with the small fries.
Duque covered his nose and said in a low voice, "Everyone, go out for a while. I need to collect the spoils of war."
"Spoils of war?" Noxus was slightly taken aback.
Indeed, it was only right and proper for the victors to obtain the spoils of war. However, most of the things that could be obtained on the battlefield were swords and personal items, or the enemy's flag as one's own glory. There wouldn't be too many actual good things.
Now that they had killed a mid-level Satyr, Duque was actually saying that it was a spoil of war?
Lothar was really a little curious.
There had never been any demons near Stormwind City. If killing evil creatures like demons could not only bring glory but also benefits, it might be a highlight.
For some reason, Lothar had a deep feeling that … there would probably be more and more demons.
The more he knew about demons, the easier it would be to deal with them in the future.
On the other side, Duque began to give orders to the system elf.
"Scan the spoils of war for anything with strong magic energy."
"Yes, Host …" After a short few seconds, the system elf gave guidance. "Ten steps to the west, the bookshelf with three magic books with red covers, the third floor, the fifth book from the left, open …"
Seeing Duque's actions, Garona tilted her head curiously, while Lothar was simply dumbfounded.
He had never seen Duque with such sparkling eyes. This guy was clearly rich, and if he claimed to be the second richest person in Stormwind City, no one would dare to claim to be the first.
However, it was precisely this existence that had an undisguised ecstasy on his face at this moment.
He was like … a miser who had found a gold mine. On one side, he was almost crazy, and at the same time, he was absolutely unwilling to share it with others.
"I'm not a Blackhand … I'm not a Blackhand …" Muttering words that Lothar and Garona would never understand, Duque drifted to the left like a ghost …
"Blackhand?" Garona tilted her head, puzzled. "Why did he say the name of the Orc chief?"
But she did not know that this "Blackhand" was not the "Blackhand" that he was referring to!
Duque really wanted to find something to wash his hands with, like a bath or incense.
Although Duque didn't believe in metaphysics, as a former commander of World of Warcraft who had cleared the Molten Core Instance Dungeon in one week and made a Warlock and a Druid graduate with full equipment, Duque didn't believe that his hands were that lucky.
"Ugh, Lothar, can you do me a favor?"
Having killed a powerful demon, Lothar was in a good mood. With a bright smile, he said, "With pleasure."
Duque pointed at the huge magic book and said, "There's something in here. If I touch it, I'm afraid that I'll turn black … I'm afraid that I'll be stained with evil presence. It'll be great if you can use your sword to open this magic book. "
It was definitely a strange request.
If it were someone else, Lothar would definitely suspect that this guy was tricking him. But Duque … Lothar could clearly sense Duque's dilemma.
With a smile, he gently pierced the bottom of the big book with his gorgeous longsword and flicked it up. The whole big book flew out just like that.
The big book, which weighed at least five kilograms, fell to the ground with a loud crash. To his surprise, the unrestrained pages didn't open. The pages were all stuck together as if they were glued.
Noxus frowned slightly. He subconsciously protected half of his body with a shield, and then the sharp blade pierced through the pages.
"Hiss —" With a sound, Duque's heart lurched.
Damn it, there really is an evil presence!
However, the demonic power left by the evil hooves was a big problem for Duque. It was a piece of cake for Lothar. Under the dispelling of the godly power of the sword that Duque secretly called the King's Sword, the small demonic power was instantly swept away.
The book opened, revealing a hollowed out inside.
Inside was a cloth belt and a strange ornament!
Du Ke couldn't help but feel delighted.
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