As an elemental demigod, how strong was Ragnaros?
Duque had a rough estimate in his mind. Although Ragnaros was strong, it was impossible for him to surpass Malorne, who was known as the strongest demigod in the ancient war.
According to the data collected in the ancient war, the System Elf's estimate was more realistic.
As the ruler of the Land of Fire and an elemental creature that had lived for tens of thousands of years, Ragnaros' strength was undeniable.
Unfortunately, he was injured in the War of Sovereigns twenty-five thousand years ago. He was beaten like a dog along with C 'Thun and the other ancient gods.
If he was still at his peak, he wouldn't have needed to be summoned by the Black Iron Emperor and hibernate in the human world for hundreds of years.
On the other hand, Ragnaros' power was like his flame domain. Although he could absorb power from natural flames endlessly, he didn't get rid of the savagery and chaos in nature. It was like using good steel on a knife's edge. How powerful could a weapon be if it was used indiscriminately?
Therefore, although the power of the Fire Demon King seemed to be huge, the purity of the fire element was not high. At the same time, his use of all flame power had not changed in the past 25,000 years. He was still at the lowest level of borrowing, using quantity and brute force to win.
This gave Duque a chance!
No matter how much spiritual power Ragnaros used, how many seas of fire he created, and how many times he attacked Duque's spiritual world, Duque still —
No! For! Everything! Move!
Duque pretended to be weak. With the help of the System, he contracted his own spiritual power to the extreme, allowing the opponent's spiritual flames to wreak havoc in their spiritual channels.
After the analysis, Duque's lips curled into a mysterious arc.
In reality, only a hundredth of a second had passed since Duque grabbed Lager's core.
However, the horn of counterattack had already been sounded.
At the moment, in Ragnaros's spiritual domain, every cluster of spiritual energy was filled with chaotic will with 'heat' as the base. These wills followed the simplest rule of exclusion, attacking and eroding any spiritual energy that had nothing to do with flames.
If Duque had chosen to go head-on against the elemental demigod, Duque would probably have been done for in the end, given his mortal spiritual energy capacity and the vast amount of spiritual energy of an elemental demigod. Although mental power could not directly interfere with reality, Duque's mind could not withstand the pressure. If it was forcefully distorted, denying himself and his knowledge of the world, Duque's final outcome would be mental death.
Then his body would turn into an idiotic vegetative state for a moment, finally giving up resistance and being burned to ashes by Ragnaros' flames.
However, Duque had an even more ingenious, or perhaps shameless, method …
Duque's mental domain rotated at a high speed, constantly emitting all kinds of sounds that suited a certain Fire Demon King's taste.
"I am Ragnaros, the King of the World! I swear I will burn this hateful world to ashes! "
"From today onwards, only the color of flames is allowed to exist."
The first few sentences were normal, but then came the drama —
"I declare! This is a horse! "
Well, an illusion of Ragnaros pointed at a deer.
"I declare, this is white!"
Another small Lager pointed at a black thing.
That's right!
The so-called lie would become the truth when repeated a hundred times.
Duque did not regard the will of Ragnaros' entire clone as a whole. Instead, he used the system to forcibly divide the entire will into different areas according to the activity level of the other party's will, and then repeatedly brainwashed each area.
The key to everything was Duque's last sentence. "I declare! The frost element and the fire element are one family! "
Just like that, Duque's will, which had the color of frost as its core, rushed straight in, unobstructed for even a moment. When it rushed into the core area, it forcibly crashed into the will barrier, and after touching Duque's will, it was also dyed.
Like a rolling snowball, it kept wrapping all the neutral or "traitorous" wills around Duque's will.
Then, it mercilessly collided with the strongest will of Lager.
The shattered will of Ragnaros was like sparks flying out of a blacksmith's shop, dancing bit by bit, and finally fading away like a meteor.
More white snow shone like stardust as it surrounded Duke's will, and it looked like it was covered with countless frost shields.
The snowball of Duque's will became bigger and bigger, constantly rejecting the strongest will of fire, and at the same time, absorbing all the mental power that could be absorbed. The mental power that was replenished was like the overturning of the sea, eliminating all the gullies in front of it.
In the end, as Duque's will rotated at high speed, all the low-level willpower, and all the willpower that was still blazing, were all excluded as impure.
The tens of thousands of spiritual threads that were left in Duque's remaining began to proliferate at high speed in the core of the Fire Demon King's magma, and soon turned into billions of spiritual threads again.
Countless spiritual threads ground the flames in the core, washing away all the existence that was regarded as impure.
Again and again, round and round. Finally, after continuous low-level will of fire was purified and purified, and replenished into Duque's mind, Duque's will became the absolute master in the magma core …
In the outside world, Ragnaros's huge body bloomed with the most dazzling light since the start of the battle!
Almost everyone thought that the clone of the Fire Demon King was about to self-destruct successfully!
At that moment, tears welled up in the eyes of many heroines.
Was it fear? Regret? Resentment? Or unwillingness?
Only they themselves knew.
However, one second passed.
Two seconds …
Three seconds …
The earth-shattering explosion that they imagined never came.
Ragnaros's posture froze! The temperature froze! It was as if even the blossoming light froze!
In the end, what sounded was Duque's chuckle.
"But … that's it!"
In response to Duque's laughter, the enormous figure that was still five stories tall suddenly exploded.
It wasn't an explosion, but purely the rise of the last heat when the fire in a furnace was extinguished.
With a puff, it expanded a little, and the body that was still emitting high heat just now disappeared without a trace.
Only the shockingly huge Fire Demon Warhammer that had lost its master was left, and it crashed into the magma pool.
In midair, a young man in a blue and white robe slowly floated down with a smile.
"Duque?!" Dozens of faces exclaimed in the same pleasant surprise.
Yes!
Duque survived!
In a more powerful state.
The Transcendent waves that were vaguely emanating from his body told everyone that he seemed to be some kind of Transcendent being!
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