"You should be able to hear me, right? I'm sorry, I admire your wisdom, but if you don't die, the Beastmen will not be able to rule this world. " A quick and clear Beastman language came from behind Duque. Every word entered Duque's ears, reminding Duque of who killed him.
"Fireblade … Clan …" Duke's heart was completely cut in half by the sharp blade. He coughed up blood, and blood spurted out from the gaps between his teeth that were full of blood.
"You really know our tribe well." It seemed to be a sigh, but it also seemed to have made up its mind. With a twist of the blade, a cold light burst forth from Duke's chest, splitting Duke's entire body into two halves.
King Alterac Eden was dumbfounded.
Perhaps he was very resourceful and full of ideas, but he had never been a courageous and daring king. This was something all kings looked down on. Seeing the Star of the Alliance, who was about to shake hands with him, suddenly killed, King Eden collapsed to the ground, tears and snot flowing out of his eyes.
The other three kings were also stunned. Terenas was frozen in fear, while Jean and Solas pulled out their swords at lightning speed.
"Pssshhh —" More than ten sounds rang out, as if they were the same note.
Inside the hall were the dignitaries of various countries. Although many generals had already left the mountain, the dignitaries never lacked guards. Unfortunately, these sounds came from the chests or throats of the guards.
More than ten guards were assassinated on the spot by the sudden appearance of the Orc. Among all the guards, only Windsor and Gavinrad activated [Divine Protection] to block this fatal blow.
Even though there were over a thousand guards and attendants outside the command center, at this moment, in this enormous command center, there were only the four kings, Windsor and Gavinrad left, a total of six living people.
The kings' pupils contracted as they finally saw their enemies. They were all tall, with ferocious faces and protruding fangs. They carried large flags with domineering words on their backs, and held three-foot-long Burning Blades in their hands.
They were all Sword Saints of the Fire Blade Clan. They had crossed the entire battlefield in an unimaginable way and arrived at the headquarters of the Alliance, which was overlooking the ocean. There, they had planned a decapitation strategy.
I was too careless!
He was too careless!
The impending victory had paralyzed everyone. The soldiers could not wait to participate in the pursuit and taste the first great victory of the Human Alliance against the Orc Tribe.
No one had expected the other party to be so sinister.
This was worse than the last time Ryan was ambushed. If more than half of the kings of the Alliance fell here, the country that lost the king would inevitably fall into chaos, and the Alliance would inevitably collapse. No matter what great victory Lothar achieved on the front line, it would not help.
To the tribe, these Sword Saints of the Fireblade Clan were so close to becoming heroes.
Just a little bit more.
The only thing they didn't expect was that Duque would be resurrected!
The surrounding air instantly dropped to the freezing point, and a tornado-like blizzard appeared in the blink of an eye. The Sword Saints had long since realized that something was wrong, but the snowflakes in front of them were so large that they could not even see their own fingers.
It had to be said that the leading Sword Saint was definitely a top-notch expert.
He did not hesitate for even half a second and immediately pulled out [Blade Storm].
The Sword Saints of the Fireblade Clan would definitely know how to deal with this move, but it was a different matter for humans. In such a narrow space, there was no space to dodge at all, and it was not just one Blade Storm, but more than ten. All the Sword Saints used their ultimate moves at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.
Even if these Sword Saints were not as powerful as the leading Sword Saint, the Blade Storm that was blasted out was not to be underestimated. Looking at the sword light that filled their vision, even though they knew that there was a mage protecting them, all the kings were scared out of their wits.
"Scram!" A loud roar sounded like thunder from the sky, causing everyone's eardrums to ring.
The next moment, the entire ground of the command center exploded with dozens of huge ice prisms. The kings suddenly felt as if they were in the middle of a snow-colored forest.
They immediately came back to their senses, and they had a question in their minds. Where were those damn Sword Saints of the Orcs?
The stone ceiling was pierced through by a large pile of ice prisms.
The Sword Saints … were also sent flying.
"Spin! Aren't you all very good at spinning!? I'll let you guys spin around as much as you want! "On the ground, Duke's figure appeared from the dissipating white fog, pointing at the sky and cursing.
Yes, using one's high-speed spinning to create countless sword auras that were as sharp as blades was indeed very awesome. Don't forget, the Blade Storm of the Sword Saints came from spinning, and spinning required a fulcrum to stand on. What Duque did was to send all these fulcrum flying into the air.
The Sword Saints were so depressed that they wanted to vomit blood.
What happened to the promise of eating the kings' heads together tonight?
What happened to the promise of using their ultimate moves to destroy the heavens, the earth, and the air?
The legendary ultimate move that would definitely cause a bloodbath had all become a fool's one-man show.
It was not that they did not want to stop, but this kind of terrifying ultimate move that erupted all of their energy in an instant was not something that could be stopped easily. They also wanted to move away from the ice prisms under their feet and then slash at Duque. But the ice prisms under their feet continued to thicken and extend, not letting them fall.
As a result, under the gaze of thousands of Alliance soldiers, the roof of the Alliance's headquarters was lifted off, and then more than a dozen small tornadoes of sword blades spun continuously in the air.
It was not known whether this scene was terrifying or funny.
This situation directly alarmed many soldiers who were chasing at the frontlines.
"Not good!!" Every general's face was pale.
"Stop! Everyone, return! "Turayan shouted nervously.
"Wait!" Noxus stopped Turayan's recklessness. "What can we do if we go back now? Duque should be fine! If he's here … if he's here … "
Almost at the same time, the mages responsible for communications around every general received a message from Duque.
"All the important personnel are fine! The headquarters is under attack! Krasus! Kel 'Thuzad is back! "
Duque was very calm and very clear-headed. If he called for the cavalry to return now, they would definitely not make it in time. But the two Pharaoh's were another matter.
A series of [Flash] lights lit up on both sides of the mountain. There was no time to lock onto the coordinates of the teleportation, so the two famous Pharaoh's of the future used the fastest and most violent method, using [Flash] continuously to hurry on their way.
Low-ranked mages had to rest and adjust their magic circuits after each use of [Flash], but there were no such restrictions for Radiant Moon mages. While others could travel 20 yards with a Blink, these two fellows could travel 200 yards with a single Blink. Moreover, they didn't even need to pause.
They were practically burning with anxiety.
Originally, Duque had planned to hold out until the two of them returned, but Duque suddenly found an opportunity.
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