The Demon King waved the Qiraj Imperial Staff as his mind worked rapidly, thinking about the situation.
The situation was clear now. His brother, Veknilas, had the absolute advantage against Cirvanas, and was constantly pressuring him. On the other side, in the elemental domain, he was severely restricted by Duque, who specialized in three elements and had decent strength in the other three.
If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.
The current situation was a bit like an ouroboros. The snake head at the back wanted to devour the snake tail at the front, and whoever devoured it faster would be the winner.
Was it Veknilas who killed Cirvanas first?
Or would Duque exhaust them by attacking him first?
In the end, he made a decision. It was a cruel order. Hundreds of insects grew in size at once. They had all sorts of characteristics. Some were filled with fire elements, some were frost, and some were acid.
These insects ignored the attacks of the fire demon guards and balrogs, and charged at Duque, who was standing in the air on an arcane throne of energy.
Unexpectedly, even though the formation had been penetrated, not a single fire demon guard left the front line. They even ignored the pursuit and continued to attack the beetles within their attack range.
In the Weave, a new elemental creation appeared.
This time, it was a giant surrounded by thunder and lightning.
"In the name of Thaddeus, I declare that no existence can surpass me and attack my master!" This thunder giant, who had the appearance of a Holy Knight, snapped his fingers, and a large number of beetles that had charged through the line of defense suddenly jumped out of nowhere. After a series of thunderous explosions, the entire world became quiet.
Veknilas didn't even frown, and directly let more beetles burrow out of the cracks in the ground. They kept charging, growing larger, and pounced at the continuous line of fire and thunder.
It was hard to say if this scene was tragic or cruel.
These creatures, born in the darkness and raised as weapons, were like moths at this moment, rushing wave after wave towards the impenetrable line of defense.
Their lives seemed cheap and pitiful.
But as long as they could successfully obstruct Duque's casting for a moment, in the eyes of the twin emperors, their lives had meaning.
Veknilas began to cast a spell. It was a spell completely different from attack magic.
Teleportation!
If there were no accidents, the Twin Emperors would immediately swap the two brothers.
The Sword Emperor, who was immune to magic, would come to Duque, while the Demon Emperor, who was immune to physical attacks, would go against Cirvanas.
"Hmph!" Duque snorted coldly, and a fireball the size of a small sentry tower smashed into Vek 'lor's body.
The flames instantly burned through the Demon Emperor's left shoulder armor. Not only the armor, but almost half of his left shoulder was burned to ashes. However, he didn't seem to be in pain. He just smiled as if he was announcing his victory.
In Duque's spirit sea, the Demon King transmitted this message: "Master said that only existences that are allowed to teleport in his sacred land can exist!"
Duque shuddered.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to.
Stepping into a True God's territory was like stepping into their domain. C 'Thun's berserk divine power wantonly spread throughout the entire Ahn' Qiraj Temple. Expanding the Magic Net for Duque was a very, very strenuous task. It was obviously a thankless task.
Duque had to do this, or else he would be cut off from all power in the outside world.
As a newly ascended Demigod, Duque's own divine power reserves and magic reserves were definitely the lowest. He had just constructed the prototype of the Magic Net when he was forced to join the battle. If his source of magic and the support of the Magic Net were blocked, then Duque wouldn't be much different from an ordinary Breaking Dawn Archmage. At most, he would just be a little tougher.
Fortunately, Duque grasped too many types of elements. Even C 'Thun couldn't expel all six of Duque's major elements.
This was like patching. If it was one or two holes, it would be easy to patch, but if it was a wicker basket full of holes, then what the hell was there to patch?
So no matter how hard C 'Thun tried to suppress him, Duque still expanded his Magic Net bit by bit, whether it was the total amount of magic or the volume of the Magic Net itself.
But C 'Thun could completely mess up the spatial coordinates of the temple.
At this moment, Duque couldn't feel any clear spatial coordinates.
The next moment, Emperor Vek 'lor was about to switch places with his brother …
At this moment, Duque didn't even bother to show the slightest bit of nervousness on his face. It was just that his left hand was still tightly gripping the Divine Artifact magic staff [Atiesh], which was somewhat famous even among the Qiraj insect people.
"You're just bluffing!" Vek 'lor snorted disdainfully. He had already thought about how he was going to torture that jumping female elf after the teleportation.
The surrounding images suddenly blurred. This was the inevitable situation of teleportation.
But a second later, the Nephilim King was stunned. Duque hadn't been left behind by him at all. Duque had completed a successful teleportation just like him.
This wasn't a simple thing. After C 'Thun had mixed up almost all the spatial coordinates here, any teleportation or flash was an extremely high-risk gamble. If he wasn't careful, he would get stuck in the pillars of the temple, or even in some unknown spatial rift, and be done for.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!" He never dreamed that Duque would be so decisive.
What he really couldn't understand was how Duque had located the spatial coordinates.
Duke smiled, and with a flying kick, he kicked the dumbfounded Queen Xi's buttocks. The surging arcane elemental energy sent Queen Zeelene flying towards Sword Emperor Veknilth, who was a hundred meters away.
"Duque, you bastard …" Queen Sylvanas was a little exasperated.
Duque clearly had a better way, but he chose to do this. Was this humiliation? Or was it flirting?
Regardless of that, the Sword Emperor's sword light fell again, and Queen Sylvanas had to focus on dodging and counterattacking again.
On this side, the Nephilim King only got a contemptuous smile from Duque.
"My flames are my lighthouse in the void!" In response to Duke's words, Vek 'lor's charred left shoulder, which had already been completely extinguished, once again ignited with a blazing red flame. The raging flames surged incessantly along his arm, spreading to his left elbow and the left side of his neck in an instant.
He had underestimated his enemy.
He didn't think that Duque's manipulation of the elements was so high. In his impression, that should be the means of the Fire Demon King, Ragnaros. Who knew that Duque could be like a phoenix, giving birth to flames from ashes again, burning the enemy's body a second time, and once again turning it into an accelerant for the rolling flames?
Veknilas's expression finally changed, and he felt anxious.
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