Duque's words were heard by the girls watching in Karazhan, and Jaina rolled her eyes. Although Duke's words didn't explicitly state that he was the culprit behind both of Arthis's deaths, it was clear that he was leading Arthis in that direction.
Tyrande was surprised at first, and then smiled bitterly. She rested her chin on one hand and rubbed her eyebrows with the other, thinking, Illidan is a veteran who has lived for more than ten thousand years. Unfortunately, in terms of strategy and tactics, he will not be able to catch up to Duque even if he practiced for another ten thousand years!
Aurelia shrugged. She knew: Duque was good at borrowing power and accumulating his own advantages. There was no way to interrupt Duque at the beginning, and like a rolling snowball, Duque became the behemoth he was now. Who would have thought that at the beginning, Duque was just a little guy with a bit of strange ability. Now … he was almost the hope of the entire Azeroth.
When Duque mentioned Arthas, it was like slapping Illidan in the face. His face, which had turned dark and green because of his dark powers, became very interesting.
"Is that all you can do?" Illidan said fiercely.
"Oh?" Duque laughed. He raised his left hand that was holding the staff and swung it horizontally, his palm slightly upward, and hooked his index finger at Illidan. "Then come, it's just you and me. My men will not attack you."
The Twin Emperors, Kai Zi, and Vashj all stepped back, giving enough space for the two bosses to fight.
Illidan's eyelids twitched. To be honest, if Duque came with his luxurious lineup, he would really have a headache.
Just now, he could beat these four guys because they lacked coordination, and the key was that they lacked a true core. Once Duque appeared, then these four guys would undoubtedly all follow Duque's lead. The combat power of a demigod could be fully released.
Just dealing with Duque alone was naturally more ideal in terms of tactics.
Unfortunately, knowing that his opponent was just a puppet, Illidan had a feeling that he would lose regardless of whether he won or not.
Indeed, Duque's main body could not descend, but it did not mean that Duque could not create a new Puppet Mage. Illidan really did not understand what kind of existence the demigod of the Weave was.
Illidan shook his head and forced the distracting thoughts out of his mind.
No matter what the result was, he could only fight. Otherwise, his foundation would be completely destroyed.
"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Illidan's huge body suddenly disappeared.
He did not use the demonic spells that he was very familiar with. The other party was obviously an existence that had reached the pinnacle of elemental mastery. Blindly bombarding him with magic might not be able to gain the upper hand.
Illidan brandished Azzinoth's Dual Blades and attacked.
There were no feints, no probing, only absolute speed.
It was so fast that the naked eye could not catch it!
It was unimaginably fast!
It reminded people of the countless times in the Ancient War when Illidan charged past quickly, every demonic movement was frozen, and then purplish-blue blood sprayed out from the vital points.
When Duque realized that Illidan had gone behind him and was about to slash him from behind, there was a moment when Duque thought that he was in trouble.
Illidan was fast, but the reaction of the system elf was even faster.
It was completely beyond the limits of what Duque could react to. The system had already activated its own defense.
"Wooo —"
The elements that were extremely calm a moment ago seemed to be stretched in the space according to Duque's will. The terrifying cold light that suddenly shot out reminded every powerhouse of a weapon, and they felt a bone-chilling coldness from their bones straight to their heart.
Illidan instantly judged that if he rushed in without a care, the chill would climb up his body in the next moment, and then instantly freeze, and then form a thick layer of ice, sealing his movements.
Element — Frost!
Illidan's expression suddenly changed, and his body that had been greatly strengthened by his dark powers made an unimaginable move. In the blink of an eye, his huge body that was charging forward suddenly did a backflip. His feet, which had turned into hooves due to his dark powers, kicked the air, and with the help of the two balls of dark flames that appeared out of thin air, he completely changed his direction and somersaulted three times in the direction of where he came from, and flew backward.
He used too much force, and when he retreated, his hooves plowed two fist-deep marks on the solid floor of the temple.
It was only then that Duque slowly turned his body, and turned his head to look at Illidan, with a winner's mocking smile on his face.
"Heh, pretty fast reflexes!"
Illidan's face alternated between green and red. Compared to Duque's methods, his attack just now was like a clown.
This was like a duel between two people. One of them used a sword dance to create eighty-one sword flowers, and it looked very beautiful, but who knew that he would be defeated by the other in one move.
It was really embarrassing to the Twisted Nether.
While the girls in Karazhan were amazed, only Jaina was a little puzzled. "Why do I feel like you were the one who didn't react just now?"
"Smack!" Duke's slap landed on Jaina's perky buttocks, causing Jaina to yelp in shock. She covered her buttocks and jumped up shyly.
Who asked you to talk!? Believe it or not, I'll go 'wow' you later!
Of course, outsiders would not know that Duque really didn't react, and only felt that his boss's level was off the charts!
Gas, who was standing fifty meters away, had her beautiful eyes flashing. Her flushed face made people wonder if she had some crooked thoughts in her mind just now, and she was having a good time.
On the other side, just a test had made Illidan's heart sink.
He only felt that Duke Marcus had defeated so many peerless masters, and he really … lived up to his name.
"Tsk!" Illidan spat.
He was not willing to accept it. He absolutely did not believe that a Demigod who had not even descended could have such terrifying strength.
This puppet wearing the skin of Duke Marcus, with an incompatible soul as its core, must have some weakness!
Illidan moved again, this time faster.
He ran around Duque, maintaining a distance of at least ten meters. His speed was so fast that he actually left a blurry shadow on the outer ring.
No one could sense his specific location, only the heavy "tread" of the Demon's hooves on the stone floor could be heard.
[Sacrifice]!
[Mana Burn]!
The combo that had never failed before was used again.
But … it was useless.
A group of elements rose up in front of Duque's left, looking like a mushroom cloud that had shrunk to the size of a palm. It was obvious that the elements there had all been stimulated and exploded out of control.
However, this group of elements was at least two meters away from Duque!
The smile on the corner of Duque's mouth became clearer.
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