This pillar of fire didn't cause any damage; it was simply a demonstration of its unwillingness to be left out. Seeing that Magni, who had his mouth wide open, didn't even use God's Descent, he knew.
Without further ado, Theon's Ashbringer and Gavinrad's Wind Sword burst out with dazzling light at the same time.
A blazing pillar of fire, a holy golden pillar of light, and a pillar of wind and lightning surrounded by lightning. In their own way, these three divine artifacts made a threatening declaration to the divine artifact staff in Duque's hand.
The humming mixed with the light made everyone gasp in amazement.
Soon, the winner of this divine artifact competition was decided.
The radiance of [Atiesh] in Duke's hand grew brighter and brighter.
The purplish-blue light became the only theme in this space.
Even the frost around the hall was dyed red.
At this moment, something happened that left Duque speechless.
Three black, translucent crows appeared again, making unpleasant "Caw, caw, caw!" To put it nicely, it was a clear sound, but to put it bluntly, it was a pain in the ass.
This reminded Du Mohan of the cartoons he had watched in his childhood. Whenever the time came to complain, there would be a black crow flying elegantly in the sky. As it flew, it would shout, "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! "
Yes! The drumstick was just that f * cked up.
It just so happened that this strange scene made a new development in the situation.
With the crow's cry, Theon's Ashbringer was fine, but the other two divine artifacts suddenly withered. Was it because their souls had suffered a hundred thousand damage, and they couldn't even lift their heads, or was it something else?
Well, to be honest, it really was spiritual damage.
The powerful system elf intercepted a telepathic transmission that was similar to a video transmission from Atiesh. As for what it was exactly, it couldn't be completely analyzed.
However, there were two scenes that were certain. One was Duque leading a team to kill Ragnaros, and the other was Duque defeating the Wind Prince.
This was clearly the drumstick's announcement: Your former masters were all defeated by my master, and your masters are all my master's subordinates. Alright, alright!
Duque was dumbfounded. He almost wanted to spread out the legendary brush and ink on the spot and write a word of admiration for Atiesh.
Damn it, even though you're a godly staff, at your level, you still know how to use data to slap people in the face. There's no one else like you.
Seeing that the Fire Demon Hammer and Wind Sword had admitted defeat, [Atiesh] let out an even more melodious … crow caw.
"Quack, quack, quack!" It was cheerful and hurried, looking for a beating.
How arrogant! Duque swore that if this thing wasn't his divine artifact rod, he would definitely find a chance to dismantle it into parts. What was it again? Whoever likes it can take it.
"Teacher Duque! Can I touch it? " On the other side, Jaina had already run over. She clasped her hands tightly, and her eyes were already the standard starry eyes of a star-chaser. She was acting coquettishly and cute at the same time.
If it was someone else's artifact, she would be too embarrassed to touch it and study it.
But as for Duque … as Duque's disciple and partner, he had special rights no matter what.
"No problem." Duque very straightforwardly handed over the drumstick. Of course, just in case, he didn't let go. At the same time, he sent a strong thought to Atiesh — This is your master's chick, don't hurt her, or I'll dismantle you.
Immediately, Atiesh sent back a thought — No problem, you and me, who's with whom!
Something that left everyone dumbfounded happened again. Not only did Atiesh read Duque's memories and hum out the famous melody of "Ode to Joy," he also made three illusory crows perch on Jaina's hands and shoulders, letting out low caws as if they were trying to please her. Their long curved beaks gently rubbed against Jaina's delicate face.
Duque's mouth turned into a standard "O" shape on the spot.
Damn it! Wasn't this the divine artifact passed down by Saint Medivh?
How did it become so shameless?
Was it really like its master?
"Kekeke!" Jaina laughed happily.
Surprises came one after another. Suddenly, a large pop-up window popped up in the System, taking up almost half of Duque's field of vision.
"Your divine artifact [Atiesh — Legendary Staff of the Guardian] is transferring [Arcane Divinity] to the host. Do you accept?"
Duque was stunned for a full three seconds.
What did it mean by "one can wear out iron shoes in fruitless search, but find it by chance without any effort"?
That was it!
Twenty years!
It had been too long!
So long that Duque had already forgotten that the drumstick's previous owner, Medivh, was also a demigod!
That's right! Medivh was a demigod Great Arcanist with the title [Astral Wanderer]!
He was also proficient in three elements, but he was most famous for spatial magic based on the arcana.
Duque didn't expect much at all. He was already very happy to be able to gather Atiesh and get a divine artifact. Who knew that there would be additional divinity as the grand prize!?
"Hahaha! Arcane Divinity! Arcane Divinity! I can become a demigod this time! "
Excitement! Ecstasy! Exhilaration!
Duque didn't know how to describe his current feelings.
Twenty-two years!
He had traveled to Azeroth for a full twenty-two years!
From a worthless young man who had almost nothing to his name, who could be humiliated by any random noble, to the number one person in the Alliance today, a super expert who was about to break through to the Demigod level.
Duque had gone through a lot of hardships.
Thinking back on the many times he had narrowly escaped death, or rather, the painful experience of dying and coming back to life, Duque still felt that it was unbelievable.
Humans were always unsatisfied.
Or rather, desire was the driving force for humans to move forward.
He had thought that it would be good if he could just muddle through life and not become a ghoul.
He hated aging and longed for immortality.
He didn't want to live forever and longed for power.
What did he want?
Wasn't it to live better!
Perhaps, with great power came great responsibility.
But so what?
He was used to carrying the burden of the world's future anyway, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
After all, with great responsibility came great benefits!
"Yo! Everyone, what do we do! I'm so excited now! I want to kiss all of you! "In the Whisper of the Wind, Duque said excitedly.
Originally, his relationship with his lovers was kept a secret.
Rumors were just rumors. If he didn't admit it publicly, no one could do anything to Duque and them. Although in theory, a few of the queens were already over thirty years old, with the eternal blessing, age had lost its meaning, and no one could say anything.
At this moment, Duque was trying to stir up trouble and make everything clear!
As soon as Duque said this, Jaina was the first to enjoy the benefits and kissed him without hesitation.
Mmm, so fragrant.
Looking at the silver line connecting the lips of this so-called master and disciple, Gavinrad was embarrassed.
But this was just the beginning!
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