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Chapter 2081

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"No! You can't do this! Do you think you will have a good ending after destroying Master Sargeras' most powerful servant? "Kil 'jaeden screamed crazily as he waved his claws and cast one powerful evil spell after another.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

"Awooo — Son, look at your dad's heroic-" Wolf God Goldring was the first to fearlessly pounce on Kil 'jaeden's wings.

"Bullsh * t! I don't have a father like you! My father is Laing Wrynn! " William didn't back down at all. His anger as a warrior exploded, allowing him to leap 50 meters into the air. When he reached the highest point, he held his two swords upside down and slashed at Kil 'jaeden's red wings from top to bottom.

"Ahhh!" Kil 'jaeden roared.

Kil 'jaeden waved his evil claws, trying to beat up these two annoying guys.

Who knew that the powerful Frost Guardian Hodier didn't want to talk to him, and threw a turtle god Tortola at him. The large turtle shell felt like a large slipper, and it smashed onto Kil 'jaeden's face, causing his nose to bleed on the spot.

Just as the egg was trying to get rid of the big turtle pressing on his face, the bear monster brother Usok rushed over and hugged his two legs tightly.

Yes, he really hugged his legs!

Of course, while hugging him, he used his sharp teeth to bite the demon's hooves.

"Ahhh!"

In a panic, Kil 'jaeden saw Odin's Holy Light Sword and Torim's Thunder Hammer coming at him. He had no choice but to activate an evil shield to strengthen his arms and take the two attacks head-on.

The price he paid was that his torso was wide open, and his legs involuntarily knelt under the super heavy pressure.

"Off you go!" Gavin Rad, who had been with Duke for too long and had learned the Heavenly Dynasty Accent, activated the New Wind Sword and sent the huge crystal dwarf, Magni Bronzebeard, flying like a cannonball towards Kil 'jaeden's face, which had just gotten rid of Tortola.

The egg brother was also a fierce person. Seeing that he couldn't dodge or defend, he bit Magni's shoes.

If it were any other hero, they would probably have been "chicken-flavored, crunchy" on the spot.

Magni was a demigod of the earth!

His crystalline body was extremely hard.

On the spot, it became tasteless, and the teeth were broken. The egg broke two of its fangs on the spot.

"Wu wu wu!"

This was only the beginning, not the end.

The Draenei hero Malad swung the Holy Paladin Artifact [Hand of Silver] towards Kil 'jaeden's neck. The egg was terrified, so it didn't care about anything else. It tilted its head and used one of its whiskers that looked like Ding Ding to block the attack.

Unexpectedly, one after another came. Sai Dan Dathrohan, one of the Five Silver Saints, who had just carried Marad, waved the Holy Knight Artifact [Flame of Justice], which had a special appearance, and struck it toward the sky. The egg's chin was smashed upward, revealing its crimson neck.

At this time, Tirion Fordring's [Ashbringer] made the first slash. Resplendent golden light illuminated the entire hall.

Unfortunately, even someone as powerful as the Ashbringer could not cut through Kil 'jaeden's neck, which was densely covered in dark energy and greatly strengthened defense.

It didn't matter, there was still the next contestant.

Turalyon waved the [Quel 'Zaram] inherited from Anduin Lothar, the number one warrior of Azeroth, and slashed with all his strength.

The past was like smoke in the vast sky.

Back then, the Dark Portal was opened because of Kil 'jaeden's malicious plot. In the Elven Forest, a brave warrior held up the [Quel' Zaram] and said "No!" to the invaders.

Thirty-six years had passed, and the old warrior who once held this peerless artifact had passed away many years ago.

The next master of his holy sword, who had inherited his will, stood in front of this schemer and waved the last sword that symbolized resistance.

This was more like a cycle of karma.

Where there is a cause, there is an effect!

Where there is a beginning, there is an end!

When Kil 'jaeden's ugly crimson head flew into the air and spun in the air, the commander of the Burning Legion was still in disbelief. "No … Impossible!"

"Hmph!" Odin directly stabbed the sword into Kil 'jaeden's bleeding neck, ending the last chance of survival for the criminal leader.

If Argus still could not deal with it, perhaps in ten or a hundred years, this evil demon would appear in front of the people of Azeroth again, spreading fear and despair.

But …

At this moment, a voice was broadcast to all channels and the world through the magic network that connected all of Azeroth.

It was a triumphant voice that felt like it could make people gnash their teeth in anger at any time.

"Yo! My fellow people of Azeroth! "

"If you long for a miracle, then please long for it to the end."

"If you are willing to worship a hero, then please worship until the end."

"If you are willing to believe in Duque, then please believe in him until the end."

"I … Duke Marcus! When have I disappointed you? Not in the past! Not now! Not in the future! "

"Yes! That's right! I, Duque, am so handsome! "

As the last word fell, the large virtual images that appeared on all the magic mirrors and even projected on the clouds were all of Duque's face.

Perhaps the curve of this face was relatively ordinary, but it still had a bit of a temperament, and it was still a little short of being handsome.

However, a confident smiling face of the Alliance Commander was undoubtedly the greatest stimulant that could give the soldiers and the people in this desperate situation!

From the establishment of the Alliance until now, as long as Duque smiled and said "no problem," then there would be no problem.

This was already an ironclad law.

The meaning of victory represented by this smile had long been deeply ingrained in the hearts of all existences.

In the image, Duque appeared in the tomb of Sargeras.

In front of him, an illusory image of a great demon was struggling in midair. It was the soul of Kil 'jaeden, one of the main culprits.

"Dear Kil 'jaeden, where else do you want to go to resurrect? Look at what I have here. " In Duque's hand was a demon statue that did not seem special. It was the size of a palm, but it looked exactly like Kil 'jaeden.

"No! Impossible! Isn't this thing with Argus the Terminator? "Kil 'jaeden's soul was terrified." He's a fallen Titan! You can't defeat him! "

Duque shrugged. "That's right. Even if I become a true god, I can't be a match for a Titan. If the Titans of the Pantheon lend me their power, that's another matter. "

Argus the Terminator was, after all, a flawed Titan whose power had been castrated. With the help of the veteran Titans led by Aman 'Thul, destroying him was just a matter of a snap of the fingers.

Only a Titan could deal with a Titan. This sentence seemed to be correct until this moment.

Kil 'jaeden was afraid. He was terrified. Although his boss, President Sargeras, was above this planet, distant water could not put out a nearby fire!

If Duque wanted to destroy him, all he had to do was crush the statue that contained his soul core.

As if talking to himself, Duque smiled and said, "You don't want to be destroyed? Sure! You can try begging me. Maybe I'll be merciful and accept your surrender like I accepted the Eredar Gemini. "

"Wait, Duque, you can't let him go." The group of guardians was anxious.

On the contrary, a group of mortal heroes had malicious expressions on their faces as they waited to watch the show.

Kil 'jaeden knew that it was probably a trap, and he knew that the other party was most likely teasing him. However, his shameless desire to live erupted.

The egg's twisted soul cried. "I … I beg you, Master Duque."

"Hmm, it sounds quite nice. Unfortunately, my ears aren't very good. It's probably because Argus has too much dust and it's blocking my ears." Duque made a gesture of picking his ears.

With that, there was a cracking sound. The dignified commander of the Burning Legion, Kil 'jaeden, fell into endless darkness. His consciousness was completely annihilated, and he disappeared from this universe forever …

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