"Gather! Assemble! "Majesty Majesty Majesty Executus shouted in panic.
It was not his fault for losing his composure. He had never been a courageous person.
He had good management skills, but he lacked the courage to make up his mind. He also did not have the strength to fight against a thousand men. In the fire elemental world where strength was everything, this meant that he could only be the second brother. He could never be the leader.
The fire demon was born with a weak physique. Coupled with the fact that he was used to being bossed around, he had long forgotten about fighting.
However, he did not have a single guard around him. Instead, he was greeted by a gigantic black dragon. The black dragon's ruthless and evil face revealed a human-like smile.
"Haha! Go on and shout! No one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out! " Onyxia subconsciously called out the words that Duque had said to her the most at night when he was taming the dragon.
However, it was quite fitting, wasn't it?
Majordomo was dumbfounded. His face immediately darkened. "Onyxia! You are violating the covenant that the King of the Black Dragons, Nefarian, made with us! The King of the Black Dragons will not let you go! "
"Pfft!" Onyxia laughed shamelessly. "I don't want to say it, but I really don't mind my beloved brother's head being cut off by my master and hung at the gates of Stormwind City."
"You … You … You …" Majordomo was about to explode from anger.
The black dragon's huge body approached. "Yo, little fire demon, you and I are the only ones left here …"
"Pass … Pass … Pass …" Majordomo trembled.
"Huh?"
"Teleport!" As a manager, Majordomo naturally had all sorts of life-saving skills. For example, he could teleport his enemies into the lava to take a bath.
Unfortunately, this trick did not work.
The magic resistance of a Demigod Giant Dragon was ridiculously high, not to mention the amount of magic power required and the difficulty of teleporting such a huge existence. The problem was that Majordomo did not have any special attack skills!
"Ragnaros will protect me and not let me get hurt!" he shouted. Suddenly, a huge and thick magic shield enveloped his entire body.
The shield brimming with demigod magic aura was obviously able to absorb a lot of damage.
"Damage!? Who said anything about hurting you? " A teasing smile appeared on the Black Dragon Princess' face. "My master wants me to play with you …"
With that, the Black Dragon stretched out its huge claws and picked up the five-meter-tall Majordomo.
To be fair, this guy was quite heavy, but in front of the Black Dragon Princess, who had an even more exaggerated body size, he was just a ball!
Ragnaros' power did make him immune to all kinds of physical and magical damage, but it didn't fix him to the ground!
As a result, Onyxia grabbed him together with the magic shield, tossed him into the sky, and caught him again! Toss it up and catch it!
Just like the moral integrity of a certain Du person who keeps throwing away and picking it back up …
On the other side, Varian, who already had the experience of fighting the Ghost Wolf Rogosh, directly faced the Incinerator Guremanger's attack with his dual-wielding Berserker Stance.
There were many others who were stronger than William.
There were many who were more agile than Varian.
However, there were very few people like Varian who could combine strength and agility so perfectly. When he dodged, he was like a light and cunning wolf, easily using his agility to avoid Guremanger's heavy punches.
The moment he switched from dodging to attacking, he suddenly became the most violent wolf king. Using the Divine Artifact Dual Swords that were like his own claws, he crazily slashed at the joints of Guremanger's arms and legs.
The hard rock limbs that mortal weapons couldn't damage turned into flying rocks under the continuous slashes of the Divine Artifact Dual Swords.
"Argh —" Guremanger was infuriated, and he chased after Varian crazily, completely ignoring the fact that there were actually other powerful mortals behind him, such as the van Cleef father and daughter, and Valeera, who were secretly and effectively destroying his limbs.
Unfortunately, Varian's moment of glory only lasted for a few dozen seconds. Soon, Guremanger's attention was attracted by another person.
In order to kill Guremanger as soon as possible, Mograine desperately slashed with [Ashbringer], easily attracting the Molten Core Giant's attention.
Divine Artifacts were also divided into different levels.
[Ashbringer] was a high-level Divine Artifact, and its power was obviously above Varian's [Shadow Ripper] and [Shadow Plunderer]!
Duque glanced at it and snickered. According to the game's terminology, it was OT — which meant that the BOSS's aggro was out of control.
Usually, if the BOSS attacked and chased after people randomly, the whole team would not be far from being wiped out. However, the people here were all famous and powerful people.
As long as they were given enough time, they would even dare to kill the BOSS by themselves.
In the face of Guremanger's heavy punches and the water-tank-sized [Flame Blast] attack, Mograine wasn't alarmed. Instead, he was delighted. He directly swung [Ashbringer], which was the size of a door, and put on a good show of cutting the fireball in half with a giant Holy Light sword.
Seeing that his senior was so fierce, Varian bared his fangs, which was rare for him.
On the right side of the battlefield, Duque was fighting with Safron, the Forerunner.
In the first exchange, Safron directly stabbed out a swift and violent black light in the void.
Duque's figure moved, and with a sidestep, he seemed to have dodged the spear thrown by his opponent by a hair's breadth. The half-black spear with a dull color brushed past less than five centimeters from Duque's cheek, and the strong wind it brought made Duque's cheek hurt.
No matter what, he still managed to dodge it.
The Forerunner Safron was very surprised. In his eyes, mortal mages were all powerful in magic, but lacked in agility.
He didn't find it strange that Duque could use any kind of magic to block his spear.
He found it strange that Duque dodged it with simple combat moves.
At this moment, Du Ke's heart entered a very mysterious state.
He was clearly holding a staff in his left hand, a sword in his right, and wearing a robe that was so long that it almost touched the ground. He looked like a nondescript swordsman in plain clothes, but his movements were abnormally agile under the effect of the Haste Spell.
The divine sword [Gandalf] in his hand glowed with a dim glow.
That was only on the surface. If possible, Duque could strike with his sword at any time with all his strength.
Right now, it was only because Duque had restrained almost all the converted mana on the sword that it didn't have much effect on the surrounding environment.
In a battle below the Breaking Dawn level, there would often be a turbulent flow of elemental elements as soon as the two sides made a move. If one was not careful, the overflowing shockwaves would cause nothing to grow within dozens of meters.
After reaching the Breaking Dawn level, the battle became more low-key and reserved, and also more dangerous.
The degree of control over mana determined the amount and purity of the mana that could be compressed. It was too easy for a magic sword made of high-purity mana to break the opponent's magic shield.
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