The Annihilator's Flame Missiles, the Slayer's burst attacks, the Destroyer's Void Energy Blast … All of these attacks made Tyrande feel like she was in a difficult situation.
With Iona's natural recovery ability, Tyrande would not die, and her injuries would at most be bruises. However, her clothes would always be burnt, and this made Tyrande feel rather annoyed.
However, after she became Duke's servant, her attacks changed drastically. She no longer used the traditional Divine Arts of Starfall and Natural Recovery. Instead, she used her bow and arrows as support for her elemental attacks.
Against robots that had no vital points or flesh, Tyrande was at a huge disadvantage.
However, Kyaros was a very special fellow. He was different from the information he had received. It seemed that he had recently modified his biological structure, allowing his body to share life with his robot creations.
Tyrande's attacks on Kyaros did not seem to give him any time to breathe. Instead, more and more Kyaros robots rushed over to help.
"My dear Jaina, I'm afraid I'll need your help this time. Otherwise, I'll have to team up with Duque to deal with you next time. " Looking at Tyrande's smiling face, no one would ever know that the Tyrande of this life had been transformed into a female driver by Duque in the Ancient War.
Sigh! A female driver could not afford to get hurt when racing!
It was just like how Du Mouke loved to watch Yun Fei drive before he transmigrated. Who knew that there would be a self-proclaimed pure and virtuous cat called Xibei something who drove even more crazily.
Jaina shuddered. She knew that if she was attacked by Duque and Tyrande, she would not be able to get out of bed for a few days.
"Oh! Hehehe. What is Big Sister saying? You're treating me like an outsider. It was Big Sister who took care of the enemy first. I'm just here to pick up a few bones. "Jaina said words that even she did not believe, and decisively surrendered to Tyrande.
Tyrande threw a 'if you dare say this out loud' look, and smiled as she faced the enemy together with Jaina.
To be honest, it would not be a problem for Tyrande to take care of Kyaros and his toys alone.
But if this dragged on, Tyrande was afraid that something would happen to her sisters.
In the harem, which one of them wasn't Duque's treasure?
If in the last darkness before dawn, because of her willfulness caused the death of any of her sisters, Du Ke would never forgive her for the rest of his life.
After the two of them set off a wild wave of elements, King Garros typed GG amidst his screams.
On the other side, the matriarchs of the Saboteur Witch Union did something that Duque did not expect. He did not know if it was a power struggle or a test, but they actually split up.
Originally, the Burning Throne was a structure that connected all the way to the end. There were no forks in the road or shortcuts to speak of. When Duque, Illidan, Vashj, and Queen Sylvie rushed over, the four Matriarchs actually hid in a branch road that was almost a dead end.
Obviously, the Matriarchs did not want to directly confront Duque and his gang.
Instead, it was Varimathas who was left in the Coven's room.
Seeing the arrival of Duque and the other three, the once intelligent Dreadlord leader showed a fanatical expression. A long tongue nimbly rolled in his mouth full of sharp teeth, and the pair of huge bat wings full of holes on his back kept flapping. Apart from his huge size and appearance, he looked like a vicious dog that saw a bone!
He rushed straight towards Duque and raised his right hand at the same time.
[Embrace of the Nether Spirit]!
It was a powerful dark magic of the curse element!
Once an ordinary hero was hit by this, his life and soul would be forcibly transformed into Shadow energy within a few seconds. While he was heavily injured, the curse would be passed on to another mortal victim around him.
If one was not careful, this thing could cause the entire hero team to fall into a plague-like curse cycle within a minute, and finally die tragically while wailing in pain.
Unfortunately, this former boss with no brains to speak of had found the wrong target to attack.
"Hmph!" Without waiting for Duque to say anything, Vashj was the first to rush forward.
The movement of the snake tail swaying and charging quickly gave the onlookers the feeling that it was like moving clouds and flowing water. Only the people involved could truly feel the horror of Vashj's speed.
Perhaps compared to the top Agility-type demigods, Vashj's speed was not fast, but with Vashj's water special effect, it was completely different.
Illidan frowned because he sensed that the surrounding space was completely filled with the 'water' domain.
His own people passing through it naturally did not feel anything special.
The enemy's words were like being mixed into cement that was about to solidify, every movement became extremely slow and heavy.
This kind of overwhelming domain power was obviously just right to restrain Varimatha who was not clear-headed.
He forcefully opened his arms, as if he wanted to break free from the suppression of this domain. At this time, Vashj's figure disappeared from his field of vision, leaving only an afterimage.
Only Duque and the others who were watching from the side caught a trace of the tremor in the space.
If this was the deep sea, then Vashj would be a hunter that had jumped up from the deepest part of the sea to hunt her prey.
Both of Varimatha's hooves were suddenly wrapped up by a long green snake tail. By the time he reacted, his body had turned into a wooden stake that was tied up by the snake's tail over and over again.
In the reflection of his fanatical pupils, a snake-haired female figure appeared. A bow that was stretched to the extreme, with two cold water elemental arrows on it, pressed against his eyelids at zero distance.
There was nothing he could do. He could only watch as the sharp arrowheads filled his entire field of vision.
It was not until his vision turned pitch black that Varimatha, who had almost lost all consciousness, heard the sharp, ear-piercing sound of the bowstring.
"Thump!"
The former leader of the Dreadlords, Varimatha, had fallen once again!
"As expected, Duke Marcus, who had once caused the most terrible loss to the army, is not someone we can stop!"
"Just leave them to the last two!"
"Even if they degenerate into watchdogs …"
"A Titan is still a Titan!"
The matriarchs whispered among themselves, shocked and laughing evilly.
The supreme power represented by the word 'Titan' was something that mortals could not understand or look up to. Furthermore, in the past twenty-five thousand years, the two Titans of Argus had never been truly tested.
'Only Titans can deal with Titans!' This concept had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of all existences in the universe.
However, they could let Duque and the others in, but they could not ignore the mortal heroes who would arrive later.
"Hahaha! Mortals! Pay the price for your blasphemy against this great temple! "
"We will torture you well."
"I hope you can be as strong as the Titans."
"We can torture you for a thousand years!"
The four matriarchs screamed and laughed maniacally, as if they were in a carnival.
Who knew that the frosty heroines would directly send a ray of light to the matriarchs.
A long and narrow sword light that cut through the darkness!
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