The situation in front of them made the three tribal heroes frown.
Enter? Or not enter?
This was a serious problem.
Enter? The blizzards and tornadoes inside were not to be trifled with. Looking at those sharp icicles spinning non-stop, anyone would have goosebumps.
Not enter? Tens of thousands of tribal elites were watching. Great Chief Blackhand had even given a death order. No matter how many people died, they had to tear this human mage into pieces.
Retreat?!
Samuro, Kilrogg, and Orgrim, who had reappeared, looked at each other.
Unexpectedly, it was the Orc Sword Saint who made the first move.
Abandoning the invisibility effect of [Gale Step], the Orc Sword Saint jumped directly into Duque's huge ice shield that was more than a hundred meters in diameter. He waved his longsword and began to spin violently.
Samuro's wild eyes were filled with endless killing intent. Duque must die! Any human who dared to challenge the glory of the tribe must die. They must use the most tragic blood sacrifice to pay tribute to their compatriots who were burned to death by magic flames!
The sword flashes were dazzling.
The unparalleled spinning sword flashes were like a whirlwind, turning into a storm in a very short time. It was a tornado made of sword energy.
The damage of the terrifying sword flashes even exceeded the reach of swords and knives, forming a sword energy that continuously cut at Duque's shield.
Darnielle held the flag behind Duque in shock and muttered to himself, "What skill is this?"
"[Bladestorm], the signature skill of the Fireblade Clan's Sword Saint." Duque sneered.
Duque could almost close his eyes and write down the Sword Saint's combat skills.
"If this is all you have, then go to hell!"
Yes! Duque had his eyes on Samuro. Unlike Kilrogg and Orgrim, who had powerful physiques, Samuro was indeed powerful. The biggest difference was that Samuro was an assassin, while those two cockroach-like fellows were warriors.
From a certain point of view, the Sword Saint was similar to a mage. They both had the strongest attack and destructive power, but their bodies were extremely weak.
No, the Sword Saint was even more extreme.
After increasing his speed and attack power, the Sword Saint only had [Mirror Image] as a life-saving skill. He relied on the many doppelgangers to confuse the enemy.
Duque was least afraid of mirror images. With the system elf's scan, Duque would always be able to tell which was the real body and which was the original in the shortest amount of time.
Of course, Duque had a simpler and more violent method.
In the next second, he abruptly raised his left hand high up. After his left hand snapped his fingers in an extremely pretentious manner, his left hand suddenly swung down to the left.
This was a new move that was created by combining [Da Song's Freezing Hell] and [Ice Ring] — [Rapid Avalanche].
With a wave of his arm, the entire area within the Ice Barrier, apart from Duque, Darnielle, and the area ten meters in diameter behind them, was instantly frozen.
In the beginning, sacred swordmaster Samuro wanted to rely on his high-speed rotation to withstand the cold air. However, he immediately discovered that his rotation was becoming slower and slower, and his movements were becoming more and more sluggish. He was like a spinning top that was about to lose all its kinetic energy.
Not good!
For a moment, Duque almost thought that he could kill Samuro in a second.
When Duque opened his right hand and made a clenching gesture, he was about to use a giant ice hand that appeared out of nowhere to grab Samuro and crush him to death. That was when Orgrim made his move.
The giant square-headed hammer [Hammer of Destruction] came crashing down, and a crack in the lava that could be seen with the naked eye blasted through Duque's [Ice Barrier]. Coincidentally, it allowed the violent heat to enter Samuro's Blade Storm that was about to stop in the next second.
After the high temperature was transmitted, Samuro suddenly had enough energy to resist Duque's cold air. The Blade Storm that had almost stopped once again displayed its shocking destructive power.
The high-speed rotating blades brought with them an extremely high temperature that was enough to evaporate all the water in the surrounding air. They actually ate away at least a quarter of Duque's barrier in an instant.
Duque's face darkened.
"I knew that [Hammer of Destruction] wasn't some blue quality item that was sold at a roadside stall!!" Duque cursed.
As Orgrim's famous weapon, [Hammer of Destruction] was never a nameless weapon. After being immersed in lava all year round, [Hammer of Destruction] had an extremely exaggerated fire elemental energy. However, [Hammer of Destruction] wasn't at its peak yet.
Just like Lothar's King's Sword, when a certain weapon condensed the will and faith of millions of people in an entire race. Even if that weapon itself was made of ordinary iron, it would be upgraded to at least the level of a demigod weapon.
Not to mention that [Hammer of Destruction] itself wasn't an ordinary weapon.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that after becoming the chief of the tribe, Orgrim's strength would at least double.
In the next moment, Kilrogg charged over.
With two short axes that were less than half a meter long in his hands, Kilrogg Deadeye immediately turned into a berserker. His axes carried some kind of strange power. Every time he swung them at high speed, they could actually reduce the frost aura in Duque's barrier at a high speed.
Duque's already darkened face became even darker, not much better than the bottom of a pot.
"F * ck! All of the Horde's heroes are f * cking perverts! I'm not going to play with you anymore! Darnielle, let's go! "
A real b * tch should be one with the b * tch, using the b * tch to hurt people from thousands of miles away.
When the three Horde heroes revealed their trump cards, Duque immediately realized that this was only part of their trump cards. It was still too early for him to kill them.
That was why Duque ran away without saying a word!
He grabbed Darnielle and retreated.
Because they were looking up from the mountainside, the three Horde heroes were shocked to find that Duque had actually hidden a Gryphon not far behind him.
He had no intention of fighting to the death with the Horde heroes. Duque turned around and rode on the Gryphon behind him.
The Gryphon did not understand why Duque suddenly wanted to leave when he was in the middle of a good fight. However, it was well-trained. After sensing the movement of its temporary master, the Gryphon let out a long cry of dissatisfaction and flew up.
"Duke Marcus! If you're still a man, come down and fight me one-on-one! " Seeing that Duque wanted to run, Orgrim was almost driven mad. He could not imagine why this seemingly powerful human mage would have the idea of running away.
Didn't he already suppress all three of them?
"Orgrim, if you're still a man, come to Storm Fort and fight me one-on-one in front of a hundred thousand human soldiers! A bunch of Horde heroes coming at me together, and you still have the nerve to say one-on-one? Pfft! "The Gryphon climbed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, Duque had risen to a height of thirty meters.
Being countered by Duque's Orc language, Orgrim was speechless. Duque was right. All three of them were famous heroes in the Horde!
Just as Du Ke was about to escape, a mournful whistling sound came from afar and approached at high speed.
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