Looking at the familiar face, a name came to the queen's mind. She suddenly remembered that Andoine had seriously mentioned that Duque's face had matured because of the curse.
Could he be …
"Duque!?" the queen asked.
Duke turned around and smiled: "I'm very happy that you still remember me after my appearance has changed so much, Your Majesty. But now is not the time to catch up. Let me deal with the orcs first. "
It really was Duque!
But she did not expect him to change so much. Not only did he look more mature, but he had also grown ten centimeters taller. He was now 1.8 meters tall.
Without giving the queen and the starry-eyed noblewomen time to think, Duque raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
Under the control of his pure mana, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept up in the large throne room, sweeping away all the smell of blood and burnt flesh.
The next second, the freezing aura spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every corpse turned into a snow-white ice sculpture in an instant. The horrifying aura in the throne room was gone.
"Master, I'm sorry, I …" Windsor coughed blood and tried to stand up.
Duque pressed Windsor down with [Magician's Hand]. He frowned and turned his head. "Is there a priest in Storm Fortress?"
"Yes, my personal priest is in the side hall," a 13-year-old girl suddenly said.
"Then I'll have to trouble you." With a strong enemy in front of him, Duque did not pay attention to this doll-like noblewoman.
Duque came to the huge corridor and saw Orgrim who stood up without a care.
"Human, how do you know our language?!" Orgrim asked in orc language.
"Garona taught me."
"Garona? That traitor!? "Orgrim bared his teeth, his face full of disdain.
"Just ask her about the Shadow Council. Don't make things difficult for her, "Duque warned.
"Hmph! You have no right to order me around!! "Orgrim roared angrily.
Duque didn't mind. "Orcs are all blockheads that don't learn their lesson if they don't get beaten. Alright, come on! The second round! "
Duque crooked his finger at Orgrim.
"Hah —" Orgrim suddenly sped up.
Orgrim firmly believed that he was caught off guard earlier. This fellow in front of him was not a terrifying Spell Caster at all.
Beastmen often had amazing intuition.
He was different from Gul 'dan, who felt like he was being corroded to death just by standing next to him. Even though Duque had a shocking amount of mana, Orgrim instinctively felt that Duque's mana was far from Gul' dan's.
"If that's the case, I can win!" Orgrim told himself.
He soon found out that he was wrong.
Perhaps, once he got close, Duque would be a piece of cake.
However, Duque's actions were completely different from his youthful appearance.
[Shockwave] was unleashed.
A ring-shaped ring of flames with a powerful impact easily repelled Orgrim's attack. However, Duque could clearly see that the flames couldn't do anything to Orgrim.
The System Elf reminded Duque, "Be careful! Orgrim has a high resistance to fire. "
Duque's eyelids twitched.
It made sense. Orgrim was one of the top Beastmen, and his body was almost at the level of a saint. Back then, he had jumped into a fire pit with Black Hand, swam in lava, and snatched [Doomhammer] back. How could Orgrim's resistance to fire not be high?
It was like a firefighter wearing a high-tech fireproof suit. The flames couldn't do much damage to Orgrim.
Curling his lips, Duque suddenly changed his approach. He reached out with both hands, and every time he raised his hand, a giant blue hand filled with arcane energy would fly towards Orgrim.
[Arcane Spell]!
With this attack, Duque suddenly realized that Orgrim's resistance to arcane spells was also quite high.
This gave Duque a headache.
But it didn't matter.
Whether it was punches, slaps, or middle finger flicks, it looked like he was trying to tease Orgrim, but in reality, both sides knew that the power of those giant hands was continuously increasing.
One meter, two meters … ten meters … fifty meters … one hundred meters.
Orgrim didn't expect that he would be forced back by Duque again and again in the long corridor of the Storm Fortress. The pain didn't stop, but none of the wounds were fatal.
Of course, this was only against Orgrim, who had thick skin and amazing resistance to magic. When he ran into other Beastmen who didn't have high resistance to magic, Duque would just kill them with a single spell.
Behind Duque, some brave ones like the little prince ran to the door of the hall to watch. They all stared blankly at Duque, who seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll out of the hall. With every few steps, he cast a spell and killed those hateful Beastmen who invaded the fortress with the same clean and efficient method.
Unknowingly, they were mesmerized by the stalwart figure of Duque's back.
Which teenager didn't worship heroes?
Which girl didn't admire heroes?
Once upon a time, the object of their admiration was Anduin Lothar. Now, this name had silently changed to Duke Marcus.
The queen quietly walked behind Prince William and placed her hands on his shoulders. "Remember, William, only those who bravely stand up in times of danger are true heroes. Whether it's Duque or those warriors who fell to protect us, they are all heroes. "
"Yes." William nodded his head heavily.
Orgrim was extremely aggrieved. He roared and roared continuously, using battle techniques one after another in an attempt to get close to Duque. However, he couldn't do it at all. The long corridor made it difficult for him to attack in a single direction. He had no chance to avoid Duque's large-scale attacks at all.
It was like a cat trying to catch a mouse, but the cat was being played by the mouse like a bug.
As long as the terrain changed, Orgrim was confident that he could go around it and give the human who spoke the Beastman language a blow.
Even when Orgrim was beaten out of the Storm Fortress, he still didn't have such an opportunity.
Duke furrowed his brows. His Arcane Impact had already stacked up to 8 times, but the damage done to Orgrim hadn't increased at all. Both the system notification and the feedback he received from his own magic proved this point.
Orgrim had a very abnormal physique. He seemed to be able to adjust his body to create resistance to certain elements or spells.
To be honest, it wasn't that Duque didn't have a chance to kill Orgrim. However, it was obvious that Duque would need a long time to exhaust Orgrim to death.
To Duque, there was no Beastman he couldn't kill. Firstly, Orgrim wasn't a fool. He would run away if he saw the situation wasn't looking good. Secondly, if he killed him now, it would affect Duque's plan. Hence, Duque held back like an adult beating his own child.
Injuring him but not killing him was what Duque did.
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