In fact, the Faceless Leader also has the ability to make people mentally retarded.
However, if they were to be brainwashed so early on, then when Yogsaron's main body came out, there would be no need to fight anymore. Under the powerful pressure of the Ancient God, they would just leave the group to preserve their intelligence.
Duque made his move in advance because he considered this point. He directly used the ice wave to gather the leader of the Faceless Ones.
In terms of attack output, Duque had never been inferior to anyone, but those four silly Guardians could not get close, which was a bit of a pain in the ass. Duque did not want a group of onlookers who only knew how to shout 666.
Therefore, the damage output was left to Torim and the others.
"Save your energy," Duque instructed in his own magic circuit.
Within a unit area, there was a limit to the number of elements that could be sent from the Elemental Realm. If the elemental channel was expanded without a limit, it would cause the space in the current world to become unstable.
The power of lightning had high attack power, and its instantaneous damage was far above that of fire elemental magic. Unfortunately, even an idiot would know that Fire Magic was famous for consuming large amounts of Mana. Naturally, Lightning Magic, which had explosive power, was even more ridiculous.
Three hours of charging, three seconds of acting tough!
Fortunately, Torim and the rest did not simply use the elements of the Elemental World. They used the power that was converted from the Titan Series energy of the Arcane Element. In addition, this was considered half their home field, so the elemental imbalance in the hall was not caused.
The scene was still very magnificent.
Torim's lightning, Freya's sunlight, Hodier's ice, and Mimiron's laser. The four colors of light mixed together and formed a terrifying destructive energy ball.
If he were to unleash these ultimate moves elsewhere, there would probably be a mushroom cloud on the spot. Then, passersby would drink their tea and say, "Today is another day of nuclear annihilation."
However, the scene became strange.
Not to mention the stones flying in all directions.
There was no explosion!
There was no sound!
There wasn't even any light!
A black hole invisible to the naked eye seemed to have appeared where Sala was, absorbing all the destructive energy.
Every expert could clearly see Sala's twisted face.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" At the same time, her limbs were twisting unnaturally. A pair of thick and bulging muscles on her bare arms were twisted into a twisted dough twist. It was a shocking sight. It wasn't an action that a normal human or Vrykul could do.
However, Sala's eyes spewed out crimson flames, which then turned into balls of thick liquid. In the next second, the so-called slurry turned into some kind of seemingly holy energy.
Suddenly, a pair of bright wings burst through the leather clothes on Sala's back and spread out with a whoosh.
Sara had become the Battle Angel Vrykul!
Duque had seen this scene countless times in the game. He didn't think there was any problem before, but now that he was in the World of Azeroth, Duque couldn't help but wonder, 'Damn it, what does the Vrykul have to do with Yogsaron?!'
Perhaps the incarnation of Yogsaron had already begun to sneak out of Odour 10,000 years ago and spread the seeds of nightmares everywhere.
Thinking about the ancient war 10,000 years ago, it was also a group of a few ancient gods who should have been suppressed who caused trouble. Enzos was involved, but Yogsaron might have also used mind control or inducement to secretly add fuel to the fire. That was why the High Elves courted death. After thinking about this, Duque didn't find it strange at all.
The translucent Battle Angel hovered above the hall. The guardians only needed a glance to know that this incarnation had yet to enter the world of Azeroth. She was still an illusory projection.
As the Battle Angel Vrykul waved her arms, the floor in the center of the hall finally reacted.
"Disperse!" There was no need for Duque to shout. Seeing this, the experienced Alliance heroes had already dispersed in advance.
Suddenly, all the experts felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
No one could look away. Everyone's line of sight had been firmly locked by the rapidly distorting space in front of them.
The air in the hall was completely still. Whether it was the dust from the battle just now or the smell of blood that should have spread, everything was locked in place.
A terrifying radiance surged out from the ground below the Battle Angel Vrykul hovering in mid-air.
The existence known as' evil 'was gushing out from there.
It was silent, quiet, and terrifying.
All the living beings in the hall, whether they were non-living beings or not, seemed to have received the greatest degree of shock and were silent. Everything seemed to kneel down respectfully because of the horror of the one who was about to come out.
A ball of constantly changing radiance from blue to green, and then back to blue, actually strongly repelling any power that belonged to the Titans.
In the hall, the pillars engraved with Titan runes were dim. These pillars were once equivalent to the chains on the ancient god Yogsaron's cage. Now, there was no longer a trace of energy fluctuation on them.
Sala, who had transformed into the Battle Angel, suddenly opened her eyes. There was chaos in her pupils.
Suddenly, Sarah began to laugh maniacally.
"Hahaha! Wahahaha- "
Accompanied by the ear-piercing and rough sound, all the experts felt that the laws of this place were deviating.
The power of order was leaving them in fear, and the irregular energy of chaos was gushing out. It was like a power that mortals could never resist. It was eroding the entire space, as if it wanted to swallow this hall, this Audur, and even the entire world into its mouth.
"Ka la la!" The mortal heroes subconsciously lowered their heads and found that the gorgeous tiles under their feet had silently cracked with Sala as the center. The floor tiles that were originally part of the cage started to spin strangely, as if they were trembling in fear. They swayed and floated up into the air.
In the next moment, the air in the entire hall was filled with an evil that everyone was familiar with. Then, everyone felt that they were being stared at by countless eyes.
Slowly, their gazes were filled with greed, tyranny, anger, cruelty, and other negative things.
This was not an illusion. Those deformed eyeballs that gradually turned from illusory to real in midair were indeed staring at everyone.
And they were also staring at Duque!
Whether it was Duque or the Guardians, no matter who it was, being stared at by hundreds and thousands of eyeballs was a normal reaction. All the experts felt a chill in their hearts.
Immediately, a huge existence began to turn from illusory to real in the center of the hall.
A loud voice echoed in the hall and even in Audur.
It was the angry roar of the ancient god, the angry roar of the Thousand-Throated Demon —
"I am a lucid dream!"
"The monster in your nightmares!"
"The demon with a thousand faces!"
"Foolish mortals and Guardians —"
"Tremble in my true form!"
"Surrender before the God of Death!"
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