Unfortunately, the souls of the Twin Emperors were symbiotic, and could not be separated and used separately.
Of course, the difficulty of subduing them had more than doubled.
If there were difficulties, they had to go up, and if there were no difficulties, they had to go up!
Uh, it seemed like I said something wrong. Forget it, don't mind this little detail.
In the next moment, the souls of the Twin Emperors separately emerged from the palms of Duque's hands.
Emperor Veknilas's eyes widened, and he stared angrily at everything in front of him, but he immediately realized his powerlessness, because like his brother Emperor Vek 'lor, he had lost their demigod bodies, and became pure spiritual bodies.
"Yo, Twin Emperors, how are you feeling?" Duque's face, in their vision, became immeasurably huge, and very much in need of a beating.
They opened their mouths, but were shocked to find that they could only let out soundless roars. They tried to change everything, using all the power they could use to change the situation, but unfortunately, the soul prison had completely sealed off all their power.
The only thing they could do now was to be prisoners, captives, and obediently wait here for the victor, Duque, to judge them.
Duque gently tossed his hands up, and the two soul prisons rose slowly, until they were imprisoned in mid-air by the magic array. Duque snapped his fingers, and under everyone's gaze, the souls of the Twin Emperors began to grow, becoming … the size of a dwarf.
"Twin Emperors! Didn't you say that the victor gets everything? Now, as the victors, Duke Marcus and Sylvanas Windrunner, come enjoy our spoils of war. "Duque pulled Queen Sylvanas over, and they stood side by side.
Clearly, the faces of the Twin Emperors twitched in pain.
What had been said not long ago still echoed in the ears of the four of them.
"The reward of the victor should not be discounted."
"The etiquette of the loser should be done to the extreme."
Right!
They had said so.
However, that was both the Emperor's reserve and pride, and the absolute confidence of the strong.
True warriors never thought about the consequences of failure, because they never thought that they would fail.
Admittedly, they could be as ugly as those captured mortals. For example, slamming the Soul Barrier in front of him with all his might. But this kind of thing, other than showing their helplessness, they would also lose their demeanor … They would not do it! Because to them, this kind of ugly behavior was even crueler than death.
Although the Twin Emperors had already experienced the pain of their bodies being blown up alive by the most intense holy light in history, that was only the torture of mortal bodies.
The real torture was on the soul.
They had lost!
The two brothers had actually lost to a mortal woman and a human Demigod who had yet to unleash his full power.
He once thought that they were incomparably powerful – second only to C 'Thun's power, second only to C' Thun's perfection.
They didn't even care about the other Ancient Gods who were as famous as C 'Thun.
But now, the cruel reality struck their worldview again and again.
Anger! Hatred! Abomination!
Even so, even though they gritted their teeth tightly, the Twin Emperors did not even need to speak. Their minds were connected, and they had already made their decision.
The Twin Emperors echoed each other:
"Speak! Winner! "
"What spoils of war do you want?"
Duque nodded. "The first thing I want is your divinity. I mean divinity that has been stripped of your will, leaving only the characteristics of combat and magic. "
The divinity of other gods was not so easy to take. Apart from representing power and energy, divinity also represented the will and characteristics of a god or a Demigod.
Especially the will. If the will left on the divinity was forcibly dispelled, the result would either be failure, and the will above would backfire; or it would be like Duque dealing with Prophet Skeram before, where the loss was huge, and it would be amazing if there was even one left after two points of divinity.
If the other took the initiative to remove the divinity, that was another matter.
Duque was not worried that the Twin Emperors would not give in. The biggest difference was not that there was no gain, but how much gain.
"Yes."
"The oath of the Emperors will not be broken."
Having said that, the Twin Emperors were very straightforward, and directly began to withdraw the will on their divinity.
This was not a simple thing.
Divinity, as the most important asset of a Demigod, was usually eager to inject the largest and most resolute will into it, to prevent it from being seized by the enemy. Every Demigod did everything possible to stamp their own mark on every corner of the divinity.
Now to remove the will in their divinity, and in a state where they had lost their divine body and had no support, the difficulty and hardships could be imagined.
Duque wanted to provide magical support, but was refused by the stubborn Emperor.
This process lasted for a full half an hour, during which no one spoke, quietly watching the Twin Emperors cast the spell.
It was finally done.
"All right. Here! "
"The Emperor will fulfill his promise."
The Twin Emperors, echoing each other, gave two big gifts.
Under the system prompt, Duque clearly saw the label on it: "Melee Non-Attribute Divinity 3 points, Magic Divinity 3 points (optional types: Arcane, Frost, Fire, Nature)."
A total of six points of divinity, and the Twin Emperors being so straightforward was also unexpected.
Duque first carefully let the System check it, and after confirming that there were no problems, he made the second request – he hoped that the Twin Emperors would become his Elemental Emissary.
Unexpectedly, it was rejected by the other party with incomparable firmness.
"No, there is no room for negotiation. Absolutely not! "
"The Emperor can lose his empire, can lose his subjects and wealth, and even lose his Queen, but the Emperor must never kneel to the enemy."
Duque's eyes narrowed: "Didn't you say that the winner gets everything?"
The Twin Emperors were obviously angry, and like a machine gun, they opened the chatterbox:
"The entire Ahn 'Qiraj insect people empire is the servant of the greatest God – C' Thun."
"This is the will that is imprinted in the depths of every insect person's soul, and absolutely cannot be changed."
"Your request …"
"We can't do it!"
"And our failure does not mean that we surrender."
"Even if you are the winner, you are not qualified to gain our loyalty."
"You will fail in the end."
"The supreme C 'Thun will lead the Qiraj insect people to occupy this world."
"That's right, humans, orcs, elves, trolls, whatever, are only worthy of being food for the Qiraj insect people."
"Feel lucky for your short victory. Your victory will end with the further awakening of our Lord C 'Thun. "
"Haha!"
"Hahahaha!"
They were obviously two losers, but they laughed wildly and wantonly like conquerors who had won a complete victory. Not only did they laugh, but they also used their spiritual power to show scenes of terrible cruelty with sound effects.
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