In this life, there were finally Azeroth people who faced the terrifying impact of Kil 'jaeden's sea of shadow energy.
At that moment-
The power of darkness and undead became thousands of times more active, and countless vengeful spirits appeared in the air. The Evil Spirit Tide instantly took shape and came from all directions, swarming towards Kil'jaeden who had summoned them.
They didn't know that they would become nourishment for Kil 'jaeden's big move, but they instinctively obeyed the call from the spiritual world, as if subjects responding to the call of their king and sacrificing everything for it.
On the outskirts of the Sunwell Highlands, many ordinary Alliance soldiers suffered. The most ridiculous ones were directly transformed into monsters by the distorted shadow magic. Their human souls were instantly obliterated, and all that was left was a boundless hatred for the living and the Holy Light.
This caused chaos in the Alliance's frontline army.
However, the Shadowblade Elves who were defending around the Sunwell Highlands were even more affected. Countless defenseless half-elves and half-demons were like moths attracted to a flame, and they were immediately eroded by the unhindered influx of shadow magic.
This was a very cold joke. If there were too many moths and the flame was too weak, it would really extinguish the flame.
These half-baked demons couldn't withstand the soul power that was hundreds of times more than what they could bear. A black flame ignited all over their bodies, and they turned into ashes amidst their screams and wails. Then, their souls were sucked away by Kil 'jaeden.
These mage elves tried to obtain power and status, but they were treated as nourishment, mercilessly harvested and absorbed.
It had to be said that this was quite ironic.
Their fate was even more miserable than the high elves who surrendered to Sargeras 10,000 years ago.
Of course, no one would pity them.
At this moment, there were scenes of buildings collapsing and lives disappearing everywhere. Even Duque's magic net began to be eroded and rebuilt.
It looked like the curtain call of an era.
Dark shadows swept across the entire Isle of Quel 'Danas, and the shadow magic that spread from Kil' jaeden had the momentum to erode the entire island and even the whole world.
Originally, he just wanted to withstand this move like in history and slowly consume Kil 'jaeden. At this moment, Duque was a little angry.
"Huh? It seems that I've been completely underestimated by you! Do you really think that I didn't do anything after becoming a demigod? "
Duque gently raised his hand.
Looking down from the sky, the Soul Ocean created by [Thousand Soul Darkness] looked like a wave of darkness.
But in the blink of an eye, arcane energy lines suddenly appeared in the sky above the Sunwell Highlands. These energy lines extended from the nodes of the Weave in the void, forming new energy nodes where they intersected.
Then, countless beams of light descended from the nodes and poured into the black waves.
A bright flame ignited in an instant. It was like a huge ring of fire, preventing the tide of darkness from spreading in all directions and preventing more vengeful souls from stepping into the highlands of the Well of the Sun.
In fact, it also prohibited the possibility of Kil'jaeden borrowing power from the outside world!
Duque waved his hand. "Come! Since you think that you can defeat me, Elune, and Azeroth on our home ground with your own strength, then you will be able to defeat me. In that case, don't even think about absorbing energy from the Azeroth. If you can defeat us with your own strength, then we'll consider it our loss! "
Du Wei shamelessly made the announcement. Who was the shameless one who blocked the egg so that only half of its body could enter?
If you have the ability, let the egg descend in its full form, and then fight to your heart's content!
Kil'jaeden couldn't hold it in anymore, and directly smashed a dark light ball over.
A huge amount of shadow energy beyond the imagination of mortals gathered into a small beam of light. When it blasted out of Kil'jaeden's right claw, the Alliance's powerhouses even thought that the egg had stabbed out with a sword, not an explosion.
The opponent was changing, and so was Duque.
Everyone suddenly realized that the energy shield covering everyone's heads had more frost elements than arcane spells, and the area in front of them had turned into a sharp cone with dozens of edges.
"Bzzt bzzt bzzt!" It was a sharp impact sound.
Mortals were completely helpless in the face of this shocking extraordinary power. Even a bold Dwarf King like Magni Bronzebeard could only futilely take out a large shield in front of him.
This action was more like a habit, a form of formality. If even Duque's shield couldn't withstand Kil'jaeden's ultimate move, then all he could do was die before his comrades died.
Heaven to the left, and the warriors to the right.
As a tank who attracted the vitality of the team and obtained the divine artifact that countless damage output professions dreamed of, it was even more of a responsibility to stand at the front of the team.
At this moment, Magni was prepared to die first if he couldn't do it.
However, a familiar hand rested on his shoulder. "Relax, when have I ever let you down?"
Hearing Duque's words, Magni suddenly felt less nervous. A moment ago, he was as hard as a rock, but he lacked tension and tenacity. If an enemy stronger than him attacked, he would definitely collapse.
Magni felt inexplicably at ease, but also a little ashamed. I still rely too much on Duque!
Suddenly, Magni had a faint desire in his heart. If only I was a demigod too.
Of course, Duque didn't know that his words of comfort had unintentionally accelerated the growth of this dwarf hero who had also become a demigod in the original history, and unintentionally changed history.
All of Duque's attention was focused on the battle with Kil'jaeden.
The lingering evil spirits began to disappear from the palace in the Sun Well as the Darkness of a Thousand Souls was used up.
Kil'jaeden's multi-casting had just begun.
From his right claw, a dazzling cluster of lightning was forming. When the sky and earth darkened just now, what gathered was not only the negative energy of the vengeful spirits, but also the fiercest lightning in the world.
[Legion Lightning]!
It could be said that the [Chain Lightning] that the Bull-Headed Shaman was using now were all inferior versions of [Legion Lightning]. As early as 30,000 years ago, the Eredar Warlocks had already reached the peak of the use of elements.
Almost as soon as Duque's Elemental Shield disappeared after it clashed with the Darkness of a Thousand Souls, [Legion Lightning] arrived.
A powerful electric current that could vaporize an entire palace hit Magni's chest, charring it instantly. Magni suddenly remembered what his father had taught him back then.
That was the face of a cold master teaching a foolish disciple.
"Magic immunity? There has never been true magic immunity in the world. All magic immunity only applies to enemies of the same level or lower. Remember, a low-level Mystery will definitely be destroyed by a higher-level Mystery. "
He didn't know this before, but now he deeply experienced it.
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