His gaze seemed to have transcended time and space, and he saw the past.
It was the grand occasion when countless races united to resist the Burning Legion in the ancient war.
It was the oath that the Dragon race had sworn to protect the world for 25,000 years.
It was the continuation of the civilization of thousands of intelligent races on this planet.
It was …
Duque spoke softly.
"As long as I have enough power, that's enough. I don't need the strongest power in the universe. "
"Perhaps this planet is a power desert in the eyes of the army. But I'm already used to this world. I coexist with this magical land that is filled with danger, and protect the living beings that live here. I see the advancement of technology and civilization on this land as my own glory … "
"I don't care how many living beings bow down to my feet, and I don't care about any ideal world. I only love my lover, my friends, my comrades in arms, and the people who raised them and live in this world. "
"I wasn't born for this, but I'm willing to die for it."
"This is the commandment that I, the demigod of Azeroth, have set for myself."
All of a sudden, every expert from the Alliance felt touched.
The situation of the battle had already become difficult.
However, even the most legendary mortal Ascended God in Azeroth loved this world so much and never gave up. What was there for him to talk about tiredness? What was there to think about giving up?
Thump! Thump! Their heartbeats were so intense that they could hear them clearly even in the midst of a fierce battle.
"Duque, I love you!" Sylvanas was the first to shout. The bold Queen Sylvanas shouted her declaration in the hottest way possible.
"In the name of Elune, as long as you don't leave, I won't abandon you!" Tyrande gave up on being reserved and shouted.
Then, Gianna, Elucia, and Karia made their vows.
After the Queens made their declarations, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
First of all, it was Magni who shouted, "For the alliance —"
Then, William shouted, "For Azeroth!"
In an instant, everyone was excited!
Duque's slightly pursed lips relaxed.
"Thank you, Kil 'jaeden. You have united our chaotic wills. However, do you really think you can defeat us with summoning spells?"
Duque's words shocked Kil 'jaeden.
Duque raised his hands to the sky, palms facing up.
His palms glowed with a mysterious light.
In just half a second, as if right above the edge of the sky, a beam of dazzling light shot out from the dragon fortress in the middle of the void battlefield, pointing directly at the Isle of Quel 'Danas below.
Kil'jaeden was shocked: "When!?"
A huge five-colored rune appeared two kilometers above the island — Titan (Titan).
With this mysterious rune from the Pantheon Temple as the center, halos appeared one after another.
Red!
Yellow!
Blue!
Green!
Black!
From the outside to the inside, there were five colors! Every time the five colors cycled, it would repeat over and over again. It was unknown how many hundreds and thousands of cycles it had cycled.
Every time a ring expanded outwards, countless magic runes would automatically form within the ring, forming a complete magic circle.
These slowly connected magic circles were so complicated that they were completely beyond the limits of what a person's dynamic vision could observe.
However, when these connected rings of magic circles spread out one after another and covered the entire sky above the Isle of Quel 'Danas, from the sky to the horizon and the sea.
The demons that were enveloped by this formation were already in a state of chaos.
This was because this magic circle was used by the Titans of the Pantheon to deal with the demons from the distorted void when they transformed the universe.
That was simply a natural counterforce, causing the demons under this giant compound magic circle to perish one after another.
The weaker ordinary demons directly melted under the light of the magic circle.
Even the power of a lord-level demon was directly halved in this magic circle.
"Are you big lizards crazy?! This is equivalent to removing the power of the protective magic circle to deal with me?! "Kil'jaeden screamed.
At the highest point in the sky, Alexstrasza's hearty laughter came.
"Hahaha! You didn't expect it, did you? Anyway, Sargeras is still sinking in the bottomless abyss, and Archimonde has just died. You're the only one in the Burning Legion who can truly threaten this planet. As long as we take care of you, even if ten thousand lords come in, we can slowly deal with them one by one. "
This was a typical case of catching the big and letting go of the small.
When Kil'jaeden descended, outer space had also sent tens of millions of demons to harass him. The Five-Colored Guardian Dragon's actions were equivalent to drawing away most of the energy of the protective magic circle. The direct consequence was that even if the dragons tried their best to intercept them, there might still be hundreds of thousands of demons breaking through the magic circle and successfully descending.
Of course, in the eyes of the dragons, as long as they could cripple Kil'jaeden, it was worth it!
Obviously, such a big thing as changing the planet's protective magic circle was definitely not something that could be done in a short period of time. The dragons, no, it must be Duque. He had been planning this for an unknown period of time …
"Duque — Marcus —" Kil'jaeden roared angrily again. The second [Darkness of a Thousand Souls] also began to take shape in his hand.
Duque, on the other hand, did not even have the desire to look at Kil'jaeden. He closed his eyes and breathed softly.
Incomparably slow.
One breath!
One breath!
After achieving the body of an elemental demigod, breathing and heartbeat were no longer necessary.
Duque still kept this habit because it made him feel more like a human, and not some kind of existence that had nothing to do with humans.
What entered his lungs was cold air.
In a trance, it was the biting cold aura from Northrend.
Before it was cooled down by the northern continent, it came from Kalimdor on the other side of the sea. Before that, it came from the southern continent of Pandaria, which had yet to open a sea route. And before that, it came from the eastern continent where he was now.
This was the cycle of the monsoon, across a long journey, across the ever-changing Endless Sea.
Duque saw all this with his own eyes through the magic net.
Relying on the magic net that connected more than half of Azeroth, he was like a true god, his gaze piercing through the mountains and the sea, the sky and the earth.
Everything in Azeroth. It was all in Duque's eyes.
One breath, one breath.
Slowly, it responded to the pulsation of the planet.
On the entire Isle of Quel 'Danas, everything suddenly stopped.
A feeling of stagnation, not distinguishing between friend and foe, imprisoned the will of all living beings to attack.
The wind stopped.
Half of the sky was drifting with snowflakes.
The remaining half of the sky was sprinkled with the scorching light of the sun.
The soldiers of the Alliance looked around in shock. They could not understand this situation.
The sea was still crashing against the rocks on the shore, but every wave seemed to have lost its sound.
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