Duque felt that Enzos was extremely annoying.
Disgusting, sinister, despicable, stabbing me in the back!
What does it have to do with Enzos that the Burning Legion wants to destroy the world?
Wake up, the Qing Dynasty has already perished. Oh, no, your Darkness Empire has already perished for 25,000 years.
What old and young? They just couldn't see reality clearly.
Back then, Sargeras was able to destroy you ancient gods once. Even if he's not representing the Pantheon now, do you think he'll share this planet with you, Enzos?
He had no idea what Enzos was doing here.
However, it was clear that the Corrosive Jadeite Dream was an important part of Enzos' grand scheme.
If it wasn't for the System's scan, Duque would never have known that Savis' afterimage actually contained a massive amount of decaying energy. This amount was probably enough to pollute the Emerald Dream ten times over.
If by any chance Duque was really foolish enough to go up and fight Savis, then after beating Savis up in minutes, what awaited him was — self-destruction!
After Savis enlarged, his big belly was filled with highly concentrated pus. They were all contaminants on the mental plane.
Once he encountered it, it would be ten thousand times worse than 'indoctrinating a little girl who believes in Santa Claus into Japanese action movies'. If Duque really touched it himself, he would be brainwashed like his good comrade, Earth Guardian Nesario, in minutes.
If Duque didn't take the bait, Enzos' fishing tactic naturally wouldn't work.
When a certain someone used the smallest price to defeat the final boss of Savis' Afterimage, he then broke through another situation. On the other side, Ysera was almost kneeling.
Ysera tried his best to swing his claws, but he could not stop Cenarius' attack.
"No! Damn it, you … "
Tentacle play was really exciting.
If not for the fact that Ysera was still in his dragon form, even the most perverted bards wouldn't dare to describe this scene.
It was just as Duque had predicted. Ysera was at an absolute disadvantage. Due to the damage to his soul, he was unable to use Dream Magic, so Ysera could only fight like the Progenitor Dragon.
Unfortunately, after shrinking in size, all of her claws, tail strikes, wing strikes, and even dragon bites became much less powerful.
The only bright spot was that Ysera's Dragon Breath of Nature had actually purified many of Cenarius' summoned creatures.
There were a few Dryads who had been purified, the Forest Sisters who were deer and knew some nature magic, and … Malfurion!
Duque didn't expect that Malfurion would come here. He had no time to ask why Malfurion was here. After all, according to the system, Malfurion was only at half health, and he still had a lot of magic power.
As long as a Great Druid with a huge amount of mana still had a breath left in him, he would be able to replenish his HP and recover in no time.
Duque raised his hand and a huge ice shield blocked the thorns that Cenarius threw at Malfurion.
Malfurion was stunned. He then saw Duque and nodded at Duque.
Duke no longer cared about the Great Druid with the oily green head and turned to attack Cenarius.
"Roar! Corrosion! Madness! Only Nightmares are eternal! "Cenarius raised his hands and shouted a bunch of nonsense unique to psychopaths.
Duque didn't feel anything. As a modern industrialist, he was destined to never be in the same boat as a naturalist.
With a thought, dozens of Flame Blades appeared out of thin air and slashed at the tentacles and thorns that the fallen Cenarius had created.
The next second, Duque was shocked!
The flames were very effective against the rotten tentacles and vines. They burned off the tentacles that wrapped around Ysera in the blink of an eye. But in less than a hundredth of a second, more rotten vines grew out of thin air and continued to wrap around Ysera's body, getting tighter and tighter.
Ysera's neck was suffocating.
"Transform!" Duque shouted.
"No —" Ysera refused. Turning into a human meant that she had given up this battle forever. Cenarius had a special meaning to her.
"He's not Cenarius!" Duque suddenly added.
"He's …" Ysera was so shocked that she even forgot to struggle.
"Yo, Enzos, you're finally willing to show up? Even if it's just a small part?! "Duque sneered at the seemingly violent Cenarius who kept using dark plant magic.
Time seemed to freeze. Ysera was the former master of this world after all. She began to use her strongest senses to examine this fallen "adopted son" in front of her.
The next moment, without even greeting Duque, her still huge body suddenly shrunk.
Duke didn't let Ysera's decision go to waste. With a stretch of his hand, a Mage's Hand larger than a human appeared out of thin air and pulled Ysera back into his Night Elf form.
Almost as soon as she was pulled into Duque's arms, Ysera collapsed again. As expected, fighting with a damaged soul was too much of a burden for her.
On the other side, Cenarius had a stunned expression on his face, and then he laughed sinisterly.
"Hehehe! How interesting! Duke Marcus, I'm really getting more and more interested in you. " His voice became extremely deep and thick, like thunder, like a drum, and even more so had a coldness that transcended the mortal world.
It was a lofty arrogance that looked down on all life in the world.
"Hey! Enzos, this is our first greeting. I thought you would hide in a dark corner forever and not come out. " Duque held Ysera, who was panting heavily from exhaustion, and stared at Cenarius, who had Enzos' will attached to him.
"Cenarius" shook the huge index finger of his right hand. "No, no, no. According to you humans, I'm a chess player. For a chess player to be reduced to being a chess piece, isn't that a bit too degrading? "
Wow!
What you said makes a lot of sense. Do I need your autograph?
"Hehe!" Duque turned on his mocking mode. "Do you think Sargeras will treat you as a chess player?"
Enzos was speechless.
As an ancient god, he thought highly of himself and looked down on everyone. Apart from occasionally colluding with his old companions who were also ancient gods, Enzos really hadn't been happy with anyone.
In the era of the Dark Empire, the various ancient gods didn't give in to each other and fought each other.
As for Sargeras, it would be a lie to say that he didn't hate him.
The descent of the Pantheon had destroyed the dreams of the ancient gods. Even if Sargeras had fallen, would Sargeras look up to Enzos, who had lost to him in the past?
The one who understood someone the most was definitely their enemy.
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