"This is …"
As if mimicking the constriction of a human's pupils, the two soul flames in the eye sockets of Malygos' dragon skull shrank instantly. The muscles on his face that had dried up due to the loss of life could not reflect the former blue dragon king's shock and anger. However, the elemental waves on his body clearly showed that he was temporarily out of control of the surrounding elements.
Even if this "temporarily" only meant less than one-tenth of a second.
In a battle between demigods, this was enough.
The ice elements that were thrown out were harder to retrieve than water that was spilled.
On the surface, it looked like he was going all out, but it turned out to be Duke's bait. Malygos played all his cards at once. It was a classic big move that missed the enemy, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The ice dragon spirits that he summoned were the soul cores of the ice dragons that Duque had destroyed in Rotterdam. After Malygos, the blue dragon king, surrendered, Arthas was no longer interested in holding onto these dragon spirits. He only wanted to hold onto Malygos' soul cores.
Malygos hoped that these ice dragon spirits could interfere with Duque, even for a moment.
He was destined to be disappointed.
His subordinates from 10,000 years ago were useless.
Duque raised Atiesh high in front of him. The blue light that bloomed from the drumstick was a strange spell made of high-purity arcane energy. It was similar to a subspace effect.
All the elements that crashed into it were repelled without exception.
It was not a matter of whether the elements could cause damage, but the air around the tip of the staff did not allow any form of energy or elements other than Titan energy to exist.
This was the crushing of a high-level Mystery against a low-level Mystery.
"Don't underestimate me!" Malygos roared. Facing Duque, who was diving down, Malygos stretched his neck and bit at Duque with the speed of a viper's tongue.
He had to admit that this move was a bit unexpected.
The strongest thing about dragon liches was their magic. Their spellcasting ability was so powerful that it was easy for people to forget that they were dragons before they were liches.
The sharp teeth of a dragon could tear apart 99% of the existence in this world.
Even Duque, who already had a demigod body, was definitely not in that 1%.
Bitten?
Almost there?
Just from the taste alone, Malygos knew that he was about to bite Duque.
Duque was practically delivering himself to the dragon's mouth. He ran headfirst into Malygos' big mouth that was filled with the stench of decay.
According to the normal procedure, Duque would be swallowed in one gulp.
Even if the former Dragon King's stomach had withered and shrunk, as long as there was enough Shadow Energy, Malygos could still recover some of his body's functions. For example, he could quickly secrete gastric acid and melt Duque.
This was Duque's real body, without a doubt.
Malygos could almost imagine how delicious it would be to swallow this despicable kid who had stepped into the divine realm as a mortal and made him disgusted and angry.
Perhaps his taste buds had degenerated and he could no longer taste anything.
But that kind of spiritual satisfaction must be indescribable.
Just as Malygos was thinking about swallowing, Duque's cold voice suddenly came from his mouth.
"Stupid dragon! You're thinking too much. "
Accompanied by this angry curse, an incomparably bright golden light burst out from the gap between the dragon's teeth.
"Wah …" It was a feeling of extreme heat.
It was as if what he had eaten wasn't something else, but a sun.
High temperature, scorching heat, and a burning pain that burned his soul. It was as if his tongue had been pulled out by a hot poker and then burned off with an ultra-high temperature welding torch.
Unable to control himself, Malygos subconsciously let out the most miserable scream.
This wasn't the end.
Duque pulled out Song of Light and Shadow. It was definitely not as simple as cutting off Malygos's broken tongue from his smelly mouth. This was just a part of his plan.
In less than one-third of a second, Duque, who had switched to a sword, had become one with it. He directly broke through Malygos' rotten chin muscles and pierced through.
A golden light flashed and connected Malygos' chin and chest.
The sharp golden sword rotated clockwise at high speed, turning into a terrifying drill.
"VVVVVV …"
When all the strange sounds were squeezed into one second, it sounded like a special elongated sound.
The sturdy dragon scales, dragon skin, and thick muscles that Malygos had been proud of when he was alive had weakened due to the passing of his life.
These dull-toned items didn't even feel as good as a top-tier Epic-ranked shield.
As Malygos screamed and subconsciously retreated, Duque's Divine Artifact longsword finally broke through the rotten chest and pierced deeply into the soul core that was suspended in the middle of the chest, replacing the role of the heart.
Divine golden light, with a small amplitude of tens of thousands of times per second, fiercely attacked this "big walnut" that was condensed with the powerful power of darkness.
The black soul core, which had been greatly strengthened by resentment, anger, and other negative energy, kept making its final struggle.
Everything was in vain.
The moment the blade of the divine sword passed down from the Pantheon Temple touched the core, the result was decided.
No matter how much it resisted, it couldn't escape the crushing of fate.
Crack …
In the soul world, what Duque heard was a sound that sounded like an egg breaking.
"Wuuuuuu …" In the end, Malygos let out a soul lament that wanted to cry out but couldn't. As the soul core was destroyed, it became smaller and more ethereal.
Even after being cut in half, the huge dragon body quickly lost the ability to move.
The former King of Magic, Lord of the Blue Dragons, and one of the five Dragon Aspects of Azeroth, Malygos — Soul Annihilation!
It entered the chest and came out from the back.
When Duque pierced through Malygos' body and stood a hundred meters behind him, the huge rotten body collapsed with a bang, causing smoke and dust to fill the air.
Duque didn't even look at it. As if mocking himself, he said, "Sigh! I still remember asking the guy next to me how to add talent points to a Mage. What did that guy say? 'Add one point to something that will shine, then add points to Charge, Armor Piercing, and Fury. You'll be a good Pharaoh.' At that time, I thought it was a joke, but now I feel that what this guy said is the truth! "
They said that everyone was a noble Pharaoh, using mystery and mysterious magic to determine the winner, and then fighting like hooligans, using melee combat to determine the winner.
Just thinking about it was enough to make one drunk.
Duque shook his head and spread his divine will, quietly casting his attention to the other battlefields …
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