Lothar didn't order Duque to do anything. He knew that Duque would definitely satisfy him. Tacit understanding was something that was cultivated through battle after battle. Whether a teammate was reliable could be seen through one or two battles. It was Lothar's first time seeing such an all-rounded genius like Duque.
Lothar was very relieved.
Sure enough, Duque raised his hand and used the lowest-level [Blizzard].
There were no lethal icicles, only rapidly falling snowflakes. The cold hexagonal snowflakes quickly covered the parts of the soldiers that were on fire and quickly extinguished the flames on their bodies.
Every soldier who regained their senses looked at Duque with gratitude.
Compared to the middle-aged priest who was still in a daze, Duque's response was godly.
The faces of quite a few soldiers holding longswords were deathly pale, large droplets of cold sweat dripping down the sides of their hair. However, not a single one of them suffered a fatal injury, let alone died.
This result was obviously far from satisfying Prince Malchezar. This high-ranking demon of the Eredar race would never have dreamed that a transmigrator would be among the challengers.
Duque knew most of his skills like the back of his hand!
He roared, "Mortal, do you think this is the end!"
With a wave of his hand, a black light bloomed from the prince's hand.
In an instant, fifteen elite soldiers felt as if their bodies had been hollowed out. It was a very frightening feeling. Within their paper-thin skin, there were no muscles, no blood vessels, no blood, not even bones. It was as if all their organs had disappeared and they had become a paper man with an empty shell.
It was an indescribable feeling of terror. Almost every soldier who was hit froze in place. They didn't even notice the dark energy that shrouded their heads.
Three seconds!
Only three seconds!
The moment that evil dark energy exploded, these fifteen soldiers would lose their lives forever. Even their souls would be bound in the chaotic Mage Tower of Karazhan, becoming some kind of sad existence.
"Run!" Lothar didn't know what it was. He only knew that these old fellows that he had trained and had accompanied him through life and death countless times would all die here if they didn't run.
Being mentally prepared that everyone was going to die and actually dying were two completely different situations.
Noxus was very strong, but no matter how strong he was, there was no way he could save 15 soldiers at the same time.
On the battlefield, one second of hesitation was enough to be fatal. Even if many of these elite soldiers had already reacted and started to run towards the area outside of the shroud of darkness, how far could they run in three seconds when they were fully armored, holding shields and swords, and carrying at least tens of kilograms of weight?
Death was almost inevitable!
However, just when the dozen elite soldiers were about to be killed, Duque's Hand of Magic appeared again.
Seventy-two Hands of Magic dragged and dragged all the soldiers out of the attack range of Shadow Nova before the prince's [Shadow Nova] burst out.
Looking at himself flying out of that dark area, and then looking at the place where the dark energy had corroded the ground to the point where it was creaking and emitting an ominous smell, even a fool knew that Duque had saved their lives once again.
Before the raid on Rakazan, they only admired one person — Anduin Lothar.
From today onwards, they silently added another name in their hearts — Duke Marcus.
Not only did Duque's unimaginable response surprised them, but Duque's calmness, decisiveness, selflessness, and indescribable view of the overall situation made them admire him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Thanks! Sir Marcus. I owe you my life. "
"In the future, when Boss Lothar doesn't want me anymore, I, Panga, will be your follower. I can still watch the door."
Most people would be indignant and angry when their subordinates' hearts were bought, but Lothar was touched that his subordinates' lives were saved.
"Well, you bastards, if I really die, I'll allow you to follow Duque. Now get lost, don't get in the way, this is not an enemy you can deal with. "
Lothar's elite soldiers retreated far away from the rooftop square.
Lothar cracked his neck. "Duque, do you have any good suggestions?"
"If you're not afraid of fire, you can try to lure this guy out. I bet that he has a limited number of Pillars of Fire."
"If we weren't in the fire, I would definitely be able to kill this guy." Garona seemed to be indignant that she was forced to retreat.
"Ditto." Duque shrugged.
"That's settled."
Hearing Duque's words, Prince Malchezar's body trembled. He almost thought that he was hearing things. The pressure in the space suddenly changed. It was a violent aura that could topple mountains and overturn seas. Accompanied by a furious roar, a voice that burned with raging flames actually caused the ground to tremble.
"Who gave you the confidence to defeat me!? The Burning Legion is invincible! "
Duque was unmoved. "Pfft —"
Lothar and Garona looked at Duque at the same time.
"I just smiled and didn't say anything. Is that wrong?"
"No, I just think that you're braver than I thought." Lothar gently touched Duque's arm with his shield, then charged forward without looking back.
Lothar charged!
With every step Lothar took, the light on his body grew brighter.
This was not a feeling, nor was it an illusion. Lothar was really glowing all over!
For a moment, Duque almost suspected that this slightly unreliable World of Azeroth had a [Paladin] profession in advance.
What made Duque even more confused was that he saw the following lines of data on his retina:
"After inspection, Anduin Lothar used a super rare potion [Titan Potion]. His HP has temporarily increased significantly."
"… Lothar used [Colorful Miracle Potion]. His magic resistance has temporarily increased significantly."
"… Lothar used [Special Flame Protection Potion]."
"… Lothar activated the special amulet of the Archbishop of Stormwind City. Lothar received an unknown super powerful exorcism blessing. His damage against demons has greatly increased."
What was pioneering? This was pioneering!
Even though Noxus himself was a Boss, this dutiful Warrior still brought his own First Clear Potions when he was exploring another Boss. He had not even asked Duque for half a gold coin as compensation.
Azeroth's number one teammate!
At this moment, Du Ke was so touched that his nose was running.
Garona and Duque watched as Lothar charged forward and cut Prince Malchezar's [Hellfire] with two slashes …
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