Arthas looked at Duque in disbelief. He felt that it was unreal.
It was too fake!
A magic demigod, and one who was proficient in spatial abilities, was determined to escape. Unless there was a very tight trap, there was almost no chance of catching him.
Before this attack, he had attacked Duque countless times.
Not once was successful.
Every time, Duque used the smallest amount of elements to defuse his attack in the lightest way.
Pay attention!
This was when his soul had not split again, and his state was relatively complete and strong.
Now, because of the split of his soul, his strength was actually greatly weakened. He could still have this performance because he was drawing a large amount of magic power stored in the Ice Throne.
Even so, the amount of magic power input and output per unit time had been greatly reduced.
In this state, it was extremely difficult for him to hit Duque.
Arthas had already thought of how to use a series of moves to force Duque into a desperate situation, and finally use [Soul Harvest] to end it.
But Duque was now directly hit.
There was only one explanation — Duque saw through the true nature of his move and took the initiative to hit it.
"How is this possible?!" In the spiritual sea, Arthas still let out a cry of disbelief.
"Who cares if it's possible or not! This is our only chance! "Ner 'zhul said fiercely.
As the name implied, Soul Harvest was to harvest the opponent's soul.
Then where did the soul go?
Naturally, it was stored in [Frostmourne]!
If Duque was outside and endlessly extracted magic power from the Weave to replenish it, it would have been a huge battle of attrition. As Duque dismantled Arthas's magic power connection, it became Duque using unlimited magic power to consume the limited magic power of the Ice Throne.
No matter how much magic power was stored in the Ice Throne, it could not withstand the joint attack of Duque and the entire army outside.
This kind of all-around consumption, Arthas would at most last half an hour before his magic power would be exhausted.
He had to give it his all.
Only by capturing Duque into Frostmourne could he completely isolate Duque's magic power connection with the outside world. If things went well, he might be able to subdue Duke's soul and make him a servant of the Lich King during the battle with Theon and the others.
"Duque?!" Although Jaina wasn't a demigod, her eyesight was enough to see that Duque had already formed a bad connection with [Frostmourne].
Duque's powerful elemental powers resisted the Shadow Energy, but his soul seemed to be pulled by the skull rune sword.
Duque turned around and smiled as he waved his hand, "Arthis! You underestimate me. I was a Void Lord in the Burning Legion for a period of time! Guess what will happen if you suck me into Frostmourne? "
Duque's words caused everyone's expression to change drastically.
Arthis was surprised that Duke had managed to beat her at her own game. The others were afraid that … Duque wouldn't go overboard.
Regardless of what the others thought of Duque's actions.
Duque's figure suddenly became blurry, as if every molecule that made up his body was disintegrating, like instant oatmeal dissolving into milk.
Duque stood near the center of the platform, and everyone could see that the Shadow Energy on his body was rapidly fading away. In just a few seconds, his figure turned into a stream of light, like an illusion left in everyone's eyes, and sank into Frostmourne, disappearing without a trace.
… …
Boundless darkness!
There was no light, and it was obscure everywhere.
There was no heaven and earth. Everything seemed to be one and indistinguishable.
In the thick darkness, only the bone-chilling touch was the most real.
Nothing from the outside world was able to penetrate the surrounding environment in the slightest.
There was no light in the darkness.
For a moment, Duque almost wondered if he had come at the wrong time.
But he believed in the system elf, because the retina showed that Arthas's HP had indeed reached the final stage.
Duque narrowed his eyes.
Suddenly …
There seemed to be a flash of light in the darkness far away.
Even an Epic-ranked Ranger with amazing eyesight would not be able to see through the thick fog.
Duque saw it.
With a thought, the Arcane Hand that he condensed with arcane elements pounced forward and tore the opening in that direction even wider.
Cutting off the connection with the Magic Net and the Elemental Realm, Duque was using the elements and magic power that had accumulated in his Demigod body.
The darkness was surging. The world in Frostmourne seemed to be trying to stop Duque from exploring the secrets inside. Unfortunately, Duque was faster.
Following the coordinates locked by the system elf, an Arcane Missile was launched like a light cannon. Suddenly, the dark fog seemed to be torn open, and a fierce battle unfolded in Duque's vision.
It wasn't a scene that could be captured with normal vision.
It was a battle of souls against souls.
In his green Spirit Vision, there was only a highly concentrated beam of spiritual light shooting down from what was theoretically a dome, shining on a seemingly illusory magic array platform.
In the middle of the magic circle, there were several incomplete humanoid spirits lying on the ground. In their broken limbs, something similar to fire was' burning '.
The burning produced wisps of smoke-like things that slowly rose and drifted to the high altitude, where they were absorbed by the highly concentrated spiritual light. When each wisp of smoke gathered into the stream of spiritual light, it would form a strange symbol.
Seeing this, Duque naturally thought of the evil sacrificial rituals that the Burning Legion fanatics used to summon demons.
The only thing that surprised Duque was the two people fighting in the magic array.
As a transmigrator, of course, Duque knew that the soul of King Terenas, who had been stabbed to death by Arthas, would attack at this moment.
Originally, the Soul Guard of [Frostmourne] was supposed to be fighting with Terenas.
But when Duque glanced at the so-called "Soul Guard," his eyelids twitched in fear.
What the hell is a Soul Guard!
Ner 'zhul, what the hell are you doing here?!
Duque didn't realize at this moment that it was because he attacked Arthas through Kaliya that Arthas's originally perfectly fused soul split again. In the end, this was still his fault!
Duque only knew that he was no match for Ner 'zhul.
Perhaps in the outside world, he could defeat 100 Ner 'zhul without panting. But not here.
In Frostmourne, there was a unique law that even the system elf couldn't immediately analyze. Here, at least at this moment, Duque couldn't deal with Ner 'zhul.
"Duke Marcus! I've finally found you! "When Ner 'zhul saw Duke, he immediately chased after him with his buttocks trembling.
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