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Chapter 1642

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"No — that's impossible! You're just a demigod, how can you control such a huge amount of power?! "Looking at the arcane energy that was as dazzling as lightning, Yogsaron finally panicked.

The essence of lightning was the wind element.

It was very difficult for a single basic element to deal a fatal blow to Yogsaron.

However, the origin of the arcane element — the Titan energy — was even more mysterious.

In front of a true spatial master, Yogsaron's act of hiding back in the cage was actually quite ridiculous.

Every evil god was ambitious and ruthless.

An ambitious person did not care about integrity, so when Duke poured an overwhelming amount of arcane energy into [Atiesh], Yogg-Saron decided not to gamble.

Its huge body, which could not fit an entire football field, actually became a little illusory and transparent at this moment.

That's right, it began to shrink back into the cage.

Even this state could not be maintained for long.

Not only that, its largest mouth was like a huge eye that began to stare at Duque.

[Crazy Gaze]!

This evil ultimate move would cause a huge amount of special shadow damage to the target, as well as terrifying mental damage.

Even Duque would not dare to take it head-on.

After taking this move, Duque would also become brainless!

Just because Duque did not dare, did not mean that someone did not dare!

In front of Duque, a holy figure opened his arms, and with his semi-illusory golden body, firmly blocked in front of Duque. The complex golden array containing divine power also opened in front of him!

Alonsus Faol — Duque's biggest trump card against Yogsaron!

This respectable old man, the deceased, with his noble and selfless spirit, still used his soul to protect Azeroth even after his death.

He could not completely resist the attack of an ancient evil god, but with help, it would be completely different!

"Teacher!"

"Teacher!"

Twenty-five years later, Tirion Fordring and Gavinrad Doom, the two of the Five Silver Sages, were once again standing behind their teacher!

Duque narrowed his eyes. The scene in front of him made him feel as if time had flowed backward.

That year, the Five Silver Sages were still uncles.

Although a certain Gavinrad had become bald and stronger, his original intentions had not changed!

The two of them, master and disciple, were still standing at the forefront of the fight against evil!

"Thank you …" Duque uttered a soft murmur of thanks. The three of them heard it. They turned their heads slightly and nodded in acknowledgment.

"No — I am the King of Azeroth! This world is mine! You damned guardians and mortals, don't even think of stopping me from conquering! "Yogsaron was still shouting crazily. Every single one of its mouths opened and closed vigorously, producing a metallic clanging sound.

In Duque's eyes, it was more like the lamentation of a dog.

"It's very ugly! Yogg-Saron! Please behave like a real Evil God and die obediently! "

At this moment, Duque's Divine Weapon combination, which looked like a counterfeit version of the spear, suddenly changed.

The two energies that were constantly mixing and seemed as if they would explode at any moment suddenly achieved a balance, as if they had reached some secret deal behind the scenes. They were suddenly at peace with each other.

The energy between the tip of the staff and the hilt swirled endlessly, looking like the Yin and Yang fish of the Taiji diagram.

The golden Holy Light was still golden, and the purple-blue arcane spell was still the same, but outside the Holy Power rippling outside the Spiral Sword, there was an additional layer of mysterious Titan energy.

The tip of Atiesh's staff was a crow with its wings retracted. But now, the wooden crow seemed to have a life of its own. It spread its wings, and then its beak turned upward, gently embedding itself into the bottom of the Spiral Sword's hilt. It looked like the intersection of the two Divine Weapons was a specially made spear edge.

Uh, what the hell. For some reason, Duque thought of the Holy Spear Longinus.

The Spear of Longinus, also known as the Spear of Destiny.

Holding this spear in his hand, Duque suddenly felt as if he was in control of his destiny.

He was not the only one who felt this way. Onyxia, Vashj, and other subordinates of Duque who were fighting the Immortal Guardian at the side all felt the same way.

Without a second's hesitation, Duque exhaled and shouted.

"Die! Yogsaron! "

Accompanied by the shout, Duque threw the combined Divine Weapon with a standard spear throwing posture.

"No, no, no, no!" Yogsaron's biggest mouth moved left and right crazily. It pulled more spatial curtains in front of itself in an attempt to escape from this incomparably terrifying spear.

Unfortunately, it was completely useless.

Even though it crossed an unknown amount of space, the counterfeit version of the Spear of Longinus was still like a spear of light. After piercing through an unknown number of layers of spatial barriers, it accurately pierced into Yogsaron's head —

"This …" Gianna's voice was almost sleep-talking.

Because she saw that [Atiesh] had actually acted as a booster.

The real killer move still fell on [Song of Light and Shadow]'s head.

Of course, she did not know that Duque's move was inspired by the Celestial Empire's multi-stage rocket launch system.

Even if they could not make an entire space rocket, they should be able to make a multi-stage rocket, right?

The incomparably sacred golden light looked so simple and unadorned that even Duque himself felt that the light was similar to the light of a flashlight.

Perhaps because they were separated by too much space, even though it looked so close, no one could sense any energy fluctuations in this attack.

Kael 'thas, Gianna, Solarian … All the mages present felt a cleansing of their imaginations.

The common sense of magic that they had learned for so long told them that any element would weaken. There was no element that could leave the control of a mage and cross space, or even space jump, without elemental loss.

Duque used the energy of the Titan Runes as a cover, perfectly avoiding the loss of energy. There was not even a trace of overflow.

This kind of magical attack that could not exist in theory had truly established Duque's position as the God of the Weave!

Only this was Duque's true 'creation', a godly technique that surpassed the entire Azeroth magic structure!

In the deep, dark space, the remnants of the sacred golden light were still emitting residual light. They were still releasing residual power, destroying the tissues of the Evil God that was filled with dark energy.

Yogsaron, the ancient Evil God that had existed since the era of the Dark Empire and had lived for tens of thousands of years, was now a corpse. It quietly floated in this increasingly narrow space, its surface covered with a faint layer of death aura.

This was a cage that the Titan of the Pantheon had personally created. At this moment, the outer wall of the cage that seemed to be deep in the void was covered in cracks. Occasionally, small fragments would fall from the void wall amidst the soundless vibrations, floating in the space. Along the cracks, one could see the fragmented scene of Audur.

Three minutes later, the cage broke, and Yogsaron's huge corpse fell into Audur's crazy stairs.

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