When an Archmage reached the Breaking Dawn level, they could cast many spells that they didn't even dare to think about.
Duque had once lifted the Windrunner sisters with icicles on the Sador Bridge. Now, he was lifting himself. Using only the icicles that he created in the air, Duque used them as fulcrum points to cast Flash.
In the eyes of others, the sea of fire seemed to have no way out. In Duque's eyes, it was just a group of elemental molecules that were arranged and moving in a regular pattern.
The principle of Flash was to use highly concentrated arcane energy to tear space apart and teleport the spellcaster's body. When Duque cast Flash, the Heroes with good dynamic vision could even see the golden sparks when the arcane and fire elements collided at high speed.
The collision of elements didn't feel good. Duque's mind was clear, and he felt waves of pain.
All kinds of sceneries flashed past his eyes at high speed. Screeching sounds that sounded like metal scraping against each other kept exploding in his ears.
It was a clash of elements, a test of the toughness of the magic circuit, and a test of the mind.
Almost every time he flashed fifty meters forward, the resistance in front of him would double.
At first, it was just the difficulty of breaking through the mist, but in the end, it was like slamming his mortal body against the cement floor.
The feeling of being crushed almost made Duque have a mental breakdown.
He made it through!
Whether it was his body, mind, or soul.
Then, he saw Ragnaros, whose mouth was wide open in shock.
After the last flash of magic, Duque crashed straight into Ragnaros' mouth like a shooting star and fell into Lager's chest.
Wrapped in a thick layer of ice that kept forming and melting at high speed, Duque shuttled through Ragnaros' throat at high speed. It felt like he was taking a bath in lava. It was almost impossible to find the right way in that pitch-black place. Fortunately, Duque kept correcting his direction under the guidance of the System.
Three seconds!
But it felt like three centuries!
Even Grom, the bravest warrior of the tribe, opened his mouth in disbelief.
Even Aurelia, Sylvanas, Sasha, and Tyrande, who trusted Duque the most, couldn't help but cry out in shock.
Onyxia widened her mouth that was full of fangs, but all she inhaled was cold air.
He had crashed into the body of a Fire Elemental Demigod Overlord!
What was the difference between this and suicide?
If it was Duque, who was known as the strongest hero of mankind, could he create such a miracle?
"Sure! Duque can definitely do it! " Aurelia burst into tears. She didn't know when, but she, her sisters, and all of Duque's lovers were already holding hands.
They were shocked by Duque's shocking actions and prayed for Duque's safety.
Duque didn't disappoint anyone who supported him. At the moment when all the magic in his body was about to be emptied, he grabbed a huge core with one hand.
[Core of Lava] — One of the necessary materials to make fire-resistant equipment.
But this time, what Duque grabbed was the [Core of Lava of the Fire Demon King Ragnaros]!
This core gathered the purest power of Ragnaros, as well as the most violent part of his soul. It could be said that it was because of this core that there was this huge clone in the Molten Core.
"Arrogant! A puny mortal dares to touch the divine realm?! " A flame that seemed to be hundreds of thousands of degrees rose from the core, extending from Duque's arm.
If Duque's first reaction was to cower, then everything would be over.
But Duque still held the core tightly.
Because the flame was the flame of the spirit.
It was the final resistance of the Elemental Demigod.
Perhaps Duke could start with the easy and difficult ones. Even if he wanted to pry into the Divine Realm, he could start with the simplest and weakest divine creatures and even snatch the divinity of his own mount.
However, this probably wouldn't work.
Divinity was the characteristic of a god, and it represented the greatest characteristic of a god or demigod creature.
If Duque wanted to touch the divine realm, he had to find the most suitable path for himself.
Duque used the system to scan Onyxia countless times, and the conclusion was that the divinity of the Black Dragon Princess was less than 10% compatible with Duque, because it was something of the Giant Dragon bloodline.
Duque thought hard. In Azeroth, he was most comfortable with the three elements: Fire, Ice, and Arcane. Next were the Nature, Holy Light, and Shadow, which belonged to the Wind and Thunder.
It just so happened that he had to deal with Ragnaros, so devouring the clone of the Fire Demon King was the best choice, knowing that Ragnaros's real body was in the Land of Fire.
High-end, grand, and classy!
Plus, it was done in one go!
If he couldn't even deal with a clone of the Fire Demon, then he could give up on his dream of becoming a god.
Ragnaros's spirit backlash was completely within Duque's expectations!
"Ahhhhhh —"
Hot!
Super hot!
Ridiculously hot!
So hot that he lost all feeling!
Duque "saw" his body being burned by the flames: his robe instantly turned to ashes, the hair on his hands and legs were charred in the blink of an eye, and even the ashes were swept away by the tongues of fire. His originally clean skin cracked like dry earth, then rolled up and was forcibly torn from his muscles.
It was another wave of heart-wrenching pain!
The next moment, it was his muscles. The originally slender and elastic muscles curled into a ball at high speed, and the bloody bones turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, then charred, and finally, even his internal organs emitted an unpleasant stench as they were roasted into charcoal …
Duque was "dead"!
If the Duque in the spiritual world really believed that he was dead, then his soul would dissipate, and he would also die in reality.
Unfortunately, Duque had already simulated such a violent illusion of a fiery hell no less than a hundred times!
When Ragnaros's will of fire was "wreaking havoc" in Duque's shallow spiritual isolation zone, Duque was also invading the core of Ragnaros and analyzing Lager's soul and will.
The most powerful thing about Duque's system was naturally its multi-threaded manipulation, analysis, and calculation.
If anyone could observe the spiritual battle between Duque and Ragnaros, they would be shocked to see that Duque had separated hundreds of millions of thin mental threads and invaded the core of the Fire Demon King from all directions.
Although most of them were squeezed, attacked, burned, and destroyed by all kinds of mental and will defenses in less than a second after they invaded, there were also tens of thousands of spiritual threads that successfully invaded the core that contained Ragnaros' true will and began to destroy and collect intelligence like a rummaging machine.
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