Don't show off!
Show off and get struck by lightning!
Duque had grown up listening to this saying.
However, if a demigod with wind and lightning attributes were to be struck to death by lightning, it would be an absolute disgrace.
As for the Flame Beast's [High Voltage External Armor], Duque could actually take it head-on.
The reason why Duque had set up 36 dung forks, oh, the imitation version of the [Shadow Strike] personally made by the number one blacksmith in the Alliance, Magni Bronzebeard, and set up a lightning rod array, was to seduce it!
Come on! Head on … Bah, bah, bah!
The story of lightning rods and lightning rods could go on for an entire day.
However, the conductivity of the 36 dung forks was absolutely unbeatable.
Ten thousand volts of high-voltage electricity was almost instantly directed away. The floor was made of steel, and it was super conductive. In addition, Du Ze had secretly manipulated the electricity and directed it back in the direction of the Flame Beast.
Immediately, the Flame Beast fell for it.
"Bzzt, bzzt, bzzt —" In every corner of the giant mechanical tank, there were sparks flying everywhere, and billowing black smoke was also coming out.
Before Duque had arrived, the Flame Beast Mk2 had already suffered a lot of damage from the Alliance's powerhouses. Duque's arrival was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The loud bangs signified that this giant toy that belonged exclusively to Mimiron was about to be destroyed.
Logically speaking, the next one to appear was the [VX-001 Laser Cannon].
None of the Alliance's powerhouses knew about this move of Mimiron's, but Duque knew!
In the original history, the allied forces that had broken into this place had never seen such a novel and unimaginable thing, so they were all stunned. No one could predict how much the Flame Beast would be smashed to destroy it, so they could only attack with all their might. In the end, when Mimiron gave up on the Flame Beast and entered the laser cannon instead, everyone was a step too slow.
Only Duque knew how fragile Mimiron was in the transition period between one mechanical creation and another.
Duque seemed to be very excited as he continued to bombard the Flame Behemoth with fireballs. However, in his field of vision, Duque stared at the HP of the Flame Behemoth determined by the system. When the HP number hit zero, Duque moved. He activated [Flash] and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.
At this moment, no one but Duque noticed that a small round hatch had opened on the top of the Blazing Beast, and Mimiron, who was carrying a jetpack, ejected himself out.
Any modern fighter jet on Earth has the ability to eject and so on. This was because the training fee for fighter pilots was extremely expensive. Even if a country was crippled, it would be extremely painful. Therefore, the ejection device was used to save the lives of the pilots in the crashed fighter.
Mimiron's jetpack was an ejection device that transcended the Azeroth Era.
Unfortunately, he was caught by Duque almost as soon as he left the protection of the Giant Flaming Beast.
A huge arcane energy palm grabbed him with one hand.
"Ah! Let me go! You barbarian! Let me go — ah ah ah — "
The scene instantly quietened down.
Without Mimiron as the mainframe, the various automatic defense systems that were still operating on the field all stopped working. The Flame Behemoth had already started to explode, and the laser cannons had yet to rise.
It seemed like there was no way to fight anymore!
Although everyone knew that this dwarf who looked like a dwarf but was actually made of metal was the guardian of the Divine Temple of Creation, Mimiron. After all, this guy had mocked everyone before opening the portal, but it felt like this guy still had a lot of tricks up his sleeves!
How did he get caught by Duque just like that?
"Do you know who you've caught? I am the greatest inventor, Mimiron, the faithful servant of the supreme god Yogg-Saron! "
Duque forced a smile and stretched the muscles on his face. "Fool, stop shouting. You're being controlled. However, it was Torim who asked us to come to Odour to save the three of you and deal with that guy Yogsaron. "
Duque didn't waste any time and directly let the large Hand of Magic grab Mimiron's metal head, which was obviously disproportionate to his body and looked like it had eaten Sanlu milk powder, and smash it hard on the metal floor.
"Let me tell you — ah!"
The huge arcane palm directly made Mimiron kneel in front of Duque in an "orz" posture, using his head to make intimate contact with the floor.
"I am … Wow!"
A magnificent and sonorous voice.
"Don't smash — the data will be lost!"
Who told you to believe in a cult? Just come under the command of the Duque Divine Church!
Just like that, Duque put his hands behind his back and quietly pretended to be cool as he watched the dignified Titan Guardian kowtow to him.
Well, of course, in the name of waking Mimiron up.
On the side, the Alliance's powerhouses all looked at Duque, dumbfounded.
They knew that Duque was awesome, but they didn't know that Duque was already this awesome.
The Titan Guardian who had forced them into such a mess was captured and beaten up just like that?
This big ceremony of three kneeling and nine kowtows seemed to be even more impressive than that of his own subjects?
Magni stroked his big beard and muttered to himself, "Hey! Third Brother, should we change the etiquette of meeting the king in the future to kowtowing like this? It looks pretty cool! "
Bu Laing looked at his big brother who was occasionally going off the rails and rolled his eyes. "Big Brother, we dwarves don't have that kind of patience? Do you believe that if you issue a new order here, the dwarves below will shoot you? "
"They can't kill me!" Magni shrieked.
"Then at least it feels good!"
"Alright, you're right."
While the unruly fellow was teasing them, Mimiron seemed to have … sobered up.
"Enough! Enough! Stop smashing! I remember now … Ugh! I'm the Titan Guardian, not that damn prisoner's … servant! Damn it! Stop! Are you here to help or not?! "Mimiron shouted as he waved his arms and legs.
Duque looked at Mimiron, whose metal head had caved in from the kowtows, and finally didn't have the nerve to continue with his underhanded attacks.
"You're really awake? Don't tell me you've been brainwashed and are pretending to be awake? "Duque used the Magician's Hand to lift the little Mimiron.
"Bullsh * t! Damn native! If I didn't have to get Odur back first, I would have killed you! Damn Loken, damn liar! "Mimiron waved his arms and legs.
Duque finally put Mimiron down.
"You said that Torim asked you to come here? Uh, I have the memory of you dealing with my Flaming Beasts. I know that you should be going against Yogg-Saron, but I want to confirm it. " As Mimiron spoke, he took out something that looked like a welding torch from somewhere and burned his head. Under everyone's gaze, the caved in head actually started to recover.
"He gave this to me." Duque handed over a Titan mark. The Guardians had a special way of communicating with each other that outsiders definitely wouldn't understand.
Mimiron rolled his eyes at Duque. "Alright! I trust you. I don't know what's going on with the other Guardians, but I'm very angry now. Do you want to come with me to settle the score with Yogg-Saron? "
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