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Chapter 162

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A normal Wizard's fireball spell would not be as exaggerated as Duque's. It flew for two to three hundred meters and did not dissipate.

This kind of control was something only the highest-ranked Wizards could have, but it appeared in Duque, a mere Sky Wizard. With the help of the system elf, Duque's control of elemental energy had reached a shocking level.

He hit wherever he pointed, with the accuracy of a godly archer.

He controlled tens of magic formations at the same time, and was far above Morning Star Wizards in multi-casting.

Even though the Orcs were no longer charging blindly like targets, and even though they had started to learn to move irregularly to avoid the fireballs.

But the continuous torrent of fireballs still did not miss their target. Often, a fireball that did not hit the Orc in front would hit the one behind due to the line of sight of the Orc in front or some other reason.

Sometimes, it looked as if Duque had shot a fireball, and the Orcs had foolishly offered their heads to the fireball at the cost of their lives.

The Orcs' line of attack had already spread to more than two hundred meters wide, but still, not a single Orc could get within 150 meters of Duque.

At a distance that looked like a small dot, not even a ballista would have a chance of hitting him, let alone long-range weapons like throwing axes.

The water vapor around Duque evaporated due to the high temperature, causing Duque's figure to look strangely distorted from afar.

Only the heavens knew if Du Ke had set up a wind shield or a similar defensive spell.

But Darnielle was sure that Duque had at least the most basic Protective Arrow spell. Whether he had stacked ten or tens of them, Darnielle could not tell. The concentration of elemental energy around Duque's body was so high that it was almost tangible.

It could be said that Duque alone covered half of the battlefield. He had practically suppressed the Orcs' attacks in all directions.

This had completely surpassed skill, and was already an existence at the level of magical art.

A magician is a source of firepower — Duke was a perfect example of this.

Darnielle, who was behind Duque, was dumbfounded. A kind of involuntary worship and awe filled Darnielle's chest. Even though he knew that he would never reach the level of a Sky Mage, Darnielle could not suppress his yearning.

So my master will definitely reach, no, even surpass the level of the previous Guardian God, Medivh? Is he a super mage?

Darnielle suddenly felt that it was worth it to die for Duque after witnessing this scene.

It was supposed to be a one-sided massacre, but the whole situation was broken after a huge red figure appeared.

In 'history', the next Great Chieftain of the Horde – Orgrim Doomhammer!

The muscles around Duque 'eyes twitched.

He already knew that Orgrim had an exaggerated resistance to the elements, especially the fire element. It was obvious that Orgrim was going all out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Perhaps it was to defend against Duque's fireballs, Orgrim rushed over the mountain stream that flowed to the Mirror Lake.

Orgrim's condition was clearly abnormal.

Even the phrase 'large strides' was not enough to describe his berserk state.

With the [Hammer of Destruction] that weighed at least two to three hundred pounds, Orgrim ran as if he was flying. Every step he took covered more than five meters.

In the eyes of humans, this was the distance of a triple jump. But for Orgrim who was more than two and a half meters tall, this was only the level of 'sprinting'.

What was even more frightening was the abnormality under his feet.

Duque saw the steam billowing everywhere.

Damn, are you an electric perm?

Duque had long since given up on using fire spells to deal with Orgrim. With a wave of his hand, thirty-six Magician's Hands appeared in the air twenty meters around Orgrim. There were six of them in a group, and they activated [Arcane Impact]!

Two seconds later, Duque was dumbfounded again!

Ineffective! Ineffective! Completely ineffective!

The surging arcane energy that was highly compressed crashed into Orgrim's body. Oh, it was less than twenty centimeters away from his body, and it was automatically dispelled by an even more powerful and mysterious force. This was a move that could send Orgrim flying again and again in the last battle, but now it was completely ineffective!

Damn, are you sure you're not called Orgrim Saint Seiya? You can't use the same move twice?

Orgrim, whose every step changed the color of the mountains and rivers, was already within a hundred meters of Duque in a few breaths.

Duque frowned and clasped his hands together. Instantly, the elements in the air changed again.

"Ha — —" With a light shout, the entire mountain spring froze under Duke's feet. The cruel cold air flowed along the flowing stream and froze the entire stream in an instant. Countless icicles abruptly extended along the river like a hedgehog. The high-speed icicles were sharp enough to pierce through any mortal's body!

[Arctic Wave]

This was a self-created spell that Duque had modified from [Darson's Cold Prison]. Although it was not complete, Duque was confident that it could stop Orgrim.

Duque succeeded.

Although Orgrim's body was emitting heat, it was obvious that he was not used to the icicles that had physical properties. The high temperature continuously melted the icicles, but each icicle would pierce his body first, creating thumb-sized bloody holes.

"Ahhhhh!" Faced with more and more icicles, Orgrim was surrounded.

At this moment, another Beastman hero arrived — Kilrogg Deadeye.

As the chieftain of one of the seven largest Beastman tribes, Kilrogg's strength was definitely top-notch. If not for his old age, Duque was willing to bet that this old Beastman's combat power was at least at the level of Black Hand.

In front of Duque, Kilrogg displayed agility that was comparable to that of a Night Elf.

Yes, agility!

If Orgrim was said to be more like an angry lion, then Kilrogg was now an agile cheetah. He actually stepped on the blunt side of the icicles that Duque's icicles had pierced out, as if he was flying towards Duque.

[Multi-Cast], activate!

This was not a spell that Duque had asked the system elf to cast, but Duque's own true multitasking. Its power was more than a level higher than the system elf's spell.

[Blizzard] and [Wide Area Icicle]. For the first time, Duque showed the world his shocking magic circuit!

No matter how agile Kilrogg was, he could not be immune to this kind of omnidirectional magic attack. For a moment, his figure also froze.

Kilrogg was so anxious that he croaked.

The Beastmen behind him still wanted to rush forward, but they were suppressed by the system elf's Hand of Magic and the magic formation.

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