Arthis was sitting on a magical ley line, while Duke was using the wirelessly connected Weave to exhaust his mana. There was a natural gap between them.
Duque very cleverly summoned over a hundred Hands of Magic and used Arcane Barrage to continuously defeat the icicles that were flying at him. When Malygos gave up control of the frost element, Duque slowly seized control and purified it with holy magic.
"Hahaha! His Majesty the Lich King is already killing your woman! You stole His Majesty's woman, and now His Majesty is here to steal yours. "Malygos kept spewing trash talk, which made Duque quite unhappy.
Malygos was a madman. Duque had known for a long time.
Not only was he arrogant and crazy, but he also had no integrity.
In the Battle of Ancient Times, if he hadn't let the weakened blue dragons attack Neltharion in a rage, the blue dragons wouldn't have been wiped out, and his wife wouldn't have died just like that.
After his wife died, he was afraid that his wife's ghost would haunt him, so he let her grieve in the far north for ten thousand years.
Later, when his wife's corpse came back to life, Malygos didn't clean up after himself. Instead, he had sex with a red dragon girl who could be his daughter in the Magic Pivot. He even played sadistic games and tortured her into insanity.
Duque never knew why there were players who liked Malygos before he transmigrated in his previous life. Anyway, this guy might have been a bit like a dragon king before the Battle of Ancient Times. After that battle, this guy didn't do anything good. Even in his experience, Duque couldn't find anything "excusable."
Malygos's mouth really angered Duque.
Wasn't Duque afraid that Sylvanas would become the Undead Queen again?
Yes!
Of course he was!
Before he transmigrated, Duque still had some longing for the valiant Sylvanas who wasn't Queen, but now Duque didn't think about it at all.
Who would want the woman who had been by his side for so many years, who was connected with him, and who was even willing to have children with him to suddenly become a cold and terrifying corpse?
Get lost! Only a moron would be willing!
To be honest, Duque couldn't wait to destroy Arthis as soon as possible. He wanted to completely eliminate this terrible possibility that was infinitely close to zero.
There was a moment earlier when Duque still had a chance to break through Arthis's trap, or at least bring Cirvanas back to his side. But when Duque discovered that Cirvanas's fighting spirit had skyrocketed after sensing Arthis's aura, Duque decided to give up.
If you love someone, you must accept all of them.
Duque looked forward to the Queen of Greece who seemed to have walked out of the illusion into reality. He loved her courage to take responsibility for what she did and her courage to break free from her fate in the face of adversity. Naturally, he had to accept her anger and hatred.
Not only Queen Sylvanas, but the Windrunner sisters would never let Arthis go.
However, Eldest Sister, Third Sister, and Fourth Sister buried this hatred deep in their hearts, while Cirvanas showed it all on his face.
Let her be!
If she didn't try, if she didn't do her best, she wouldn't give up.
The only question now was, would Arthis defeat Queen Sylvanas first, or would Duque take care of Malygos first?
After a few minutes of probing, Duque had a rough understanding of Malygos.
Among the undead dragons, bone dragons that fought with basic instincts and under the command of high-level undead were the weakest. Because after losing their elemental dominance and spellcasting abilities, bone dragons seemed very strong, but in reality, they couldn't even beat a living dragon of the same level. After all, muscles and tendons were quite obvious bonuses for a dragon's melee attacks.
One level higher were ordinary ice dragons. They already had bones, and because they still retained a relatively complete soul, they could control the elements and release simple frost dragon breath.
Among the undead dragons, one level higher were like Sindagosa. Although she had lost the ability to think independently, ten thousand years of hatred made her soul extremely powerful.
Magic was based on the existence of the soul. The strength of the soul also led to the improvement of spellcasting ability.
If not for Malygos, the one standing in front of Duque today would have been his dead wife, Sindagosa.
And the highest level was undoubtedly an undead dragon like Malygos.
Because Dracoliches specialized spellcasting abilities, the price they had to pay was that they couldn't preserve the power of melee to the greatest extent.
For the blue dragons that relied on spells to survive, this was the best choice.
If not for the previous interception, which cut Malygos' body in half and intercepted the titan runes, Malygos in the form of a Dracolich would probably be even more powerful.
Frankly speaking, even with a large number of titan runes, in the elemental domain, Duque really didn't dare to say that he could suppress Malygos, who had the geographical advantage.
Perhaps this was the main reason why Arthis had specially sent him to stall for time.
"Hahaha! Hate your powerlessness! Lament that your women are going to become undead! Duke Marcus, this is your punishment for offending me! Once I kill you, you and your women will become my slaves! I will torture you! I will torture you for ten thousand years! "Malygos, who was in a state of madness, kept shouting.
Duque didn't know if he should curse at the Blue Dragon King who had completely let himself go after the fall.
In the sky, the dancing snowflakes quickly gathered at one point under the Dracolich's control. In less than a tenth of a second, they formed a giant icicle that was big enough to pull the pillars of Orgrimmaton.
When he threw the icicle at Duque, dozens of shining blue Arcane Missiles pierced into the icicle like spears. The arcane energy killed the frost elements and caused an intense explosion. The destructive power spread out and accelerated the icicle's collapse.
The splashing frost elements in the form of ice shards and mist shot countless snowflakes in all directions. This scene was like the fireworks that Duque had seen on New Year's before he transmigrated.
Unfortunately, there were only two monotonous colors, snow-white and arcane blue.
"Haha! Duke Marcus, you're finished! As long as one member of the hero team dies, your invincible legend will be shattered. They will immediately join the Calamity Army and defeat the heroes that you're so proud of one by one like a snowball. Just wait to face the Calamity Army formed by your women and subordinates! "
"Oh? Is that so? "Duque smiled faintly.
He had to admit that Malygos' words were a little bit right.
All along, there had been too many powerful people who died in the early stages of history. When the [Return of the Legion] came, there was always a sense of heartache.
For so many years, Duque had been holding the command of the hero team. This was what he was afraid of.
Victory kept accumulating, and Duque was a little worried again.
He was like a nanny or a spoiler, telling everyone the enemy's strategy in advance and then winning.
Would such a victory be able to temper a strong individual to take charge of an area?
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