In front of the frozen throne, Duque was still fighting Arthis on the not-so-big, not-so-small ice platform.
The injured Onyxia and Vashj had been sent by Duque to the place where he had just killed Malygos with Teleportation. Duque had also solemnly warned the two of them not to touch Malygos's salted fish, oh, corpse.
"A crazy Dragon Lich. The lingering sound of its soul might contain unknown destructive power. If you want to become a fool, go ahead and touch it, "Duque said.
Duque's warning made Onyxia's body tremble.
It would probably be very difficult for this guy to regain his courage.
Duque had beaten her down with one hand and subdued her with the other. It was hard to expect this guy to run out and take charge in the future. This was karma.
Duque was very reassured by Vashj's words.
With Queen Sylvie left, Duque had the capital to hold Arthis back.
Mages had always been very awesome. The title of the world's son was not something that could be obtained by playing around.
Originally, Arthis could crush the three demigods with his elemental dominance and almost succeeded in killing three demigods. Unfortunately, it was not so easy to succeed against Duque.
Knowing that his total magic power was far inferior to Arthis's, Duque did not want to waste magic power with the fool.
After all, the Magic Net was like wifi. When the signal was bad, it would be stupid to compete with the other's wired network.
Duque was just wasting time with the fool.
One after another, ice prisms that did not belong to Arthis shot out from the ground to block his way.
Arthis could use frost to pollute Duque's frost elements, but if he was slightly negligent, Duque would let Alonsos use divine power to purify the elements around him.
As long as it was not poisonous, Duque was almost unafraid of the elements.
Riding on the invincible Arthis, he was once again blocked by the iceberg summoned by Duque.
When Frostmourne split the iceberg, Arthas could not help but curse, "Are you so sure that those mortal heroes will win?!"
"Yeah!" Duque shrugged as he cast the spell. "I'm not bragging, but none of your subordinates can fight!"
His nonchalant and matter-of-fact disdain nearly caused Arthis' lungs to explode with rage.
Seeing Arthis seething with anger, Sylvanas, who had been playing the role of support behind Duque, giggled.
Duque turned his head and rolled his eyes. "I suddenly realized that you're quite nasty as well. You actually built your own happiness on the enemy's pain. "
When Duque said this, Cirvanas was stunned. She didn't know how to respond.
What was infuriating was that in the next second, Duque, that bastard, changed his expression as well. "But that's what I like about you. Because I'm just this kind of guy! Back then, I snatched Jaina from Arthis's hands, and I felt so good! "
Duque was pointing fingers at a deer and calling it a horse. It was clearly Jaina who threw herself at him, but he was afraid that Jaina would inherit the fate of being a loner who betrayed her father. She was going to hide on Mars, oh, Delano.
Now that he was talking nonsense, it became that he had taken the initiative to snatch Jaina's dream lover, and he was even showing off as if he had avoided sticking a flower on cow dung.
If Arthis were a ball, she would definitely explode in anger this time.
Sylvanas, who was at the back, instinctively wanted to scold Duque, but she suddenly realized that Duque was helping her vent her anger.
His words woke her up from her dreams.
There were many ways to take revenge.
Completely destroying the other party was certainly one way.
But what about after revenge?
Her eldest sister and third sister had advised her more than once that revenge wasn't urgent. Revenge would eventually be completed, and life had to continue.
She could take revenge and live happily. This was the greatest revenge for the enemy, and the best consolation for her dead compatriots.
Sylvanas said, "Duque … I promise you, as long as you destroy Arthis, I will let go of my bigotry and hatred."
These words seemed to be out of the blue, but they were exactly what Duque wanted to hear.
"Hehe! That's more like it! Do you want me to cheat for you so that you can reach first? Surpass your eldest sister and third sister? "
"Bastard! Destroy Arthas for me first. "
In the end, Arthis couldn't hold back the disdain that Duque and his wife had for him. Instead of pressing forward, he walked to the center of the void platform and raised Frostmourne high.
Duque narrowed his eyes and said solemnly, "Let's retreat to the edge of the floating ice area."
Hearing Duque's words, Arthis hesitated for a moment, not knowing if he should use this move.
That's right. Only by hiding in the floating ice area on the edge of the platform could he really avoid this killer move. As long as Duque dared to stay in the center, not to mention a Demigod like Duque, even if Duque was a True God, he wouldn't be able to survive this move.
However, before he made a move, Duque had already "seen through" everything.
Gritting his teeth, Arthis finally stabbed Frostmourne into the center of the platform.
"Bam —" A terrifying wave of ice that seemed to be able to freeze the whole world exploded in all directions with Arthis at the center.
Standing in the floating ice area, Duque erected a triangular ice shield in front of him, allowing the ice wave that Arthis created to reach the sky and the ground. When the ice wave hit him, it split in two and swung to the left and right.
Under the attack of this extremely cold wave, even though Sylvanas had a Demigod body, she still felt the cold invading her body irresistibly. Unconsciously, she hugged Duque tightly.
Duque frowned, not because of Queen Sylvanas, but because he could tell that the fool was going to go all out.
Duque cursed inwardly, You bastards, hurry up and finish this!
This was the disadvantage of playing in an away game.
Unless Duque was willing to go all out and crash Naxxramas and the Dalajan into the Ice Crown Fortress together, Duque wouldn't be able to get the same amount of magic power and supplies as Arthis.
In this world, the greatest thing was called — reason!
Using a fortress against a fortress, or even a collision, was not something that could be done casually.
Duque had taken Naxxramas, and in order to win, Duque could barely do this.
But the Dalajan couldn't.
Although the Dalajan, which had 2,800 years of heritage, had been torn down by Archimonde once, Duque couldn't reasonably force the Dalajan to crash into the Ice Crown Fortress.
Of course, Duque could use his Demigod status to force it.
Doing so would bury the seeds of conflict.
If everyone didn't say it, they would definitely feel uncomfortable, and in turn, it would affect the promotion of the Magic Net and even the cultivation of talents in the future.
Naxxramas was similar. As the Alliance's only purely military aerial fortress, Duque still counted on it to resist the Burning Legion in the future.
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