In that instant, all the high-ranked Wizards knew one thing: Duque was very strong.
Some of them wanted to stop for a moment, but a low voice said something that seemed to have magical power, causing all the mages who wanted to retreat to straighten their backs.
"This is the Dalajan."
Yes! This was the Dalajan! The holy land of magic!
After the high elves had passed on magic to humans, almost all Wizards who came here would prostrate themselves in worship!
This place represented the greatest freedom in the world of magic, the most vast knowledge, and the ultimate holiness!
Duque represented Karazhan.
If Duque did not have a strong backing, if he did not have the title of Duke of Stormwind and the deputy commander of the Alliance, and if Karazhan had not disappeared from the Eastern Kingdom, perhaps some evil and greedy Wizards would have challenged Duque for the right of ownership of Karazhan.
Most importantly, Duque had made a fool of that fellow.
That Morning Star Wizard did not have much spiritual force, but he was wearing the violet robes of the Dalajan Higher Magic Academy.
This reason was enough.
Moreover, did Duque not cover the heads of the Wizards with his spiritual force?
This could be considered a provocation.
The second challenger appeared immediately. Unlike the fellow in the third row, this time it was a Morning Star Wizard in the second row. According to estimates, this was already a level 3 Morning Star Wizard.
Without any hesitation, this fellow condensed his spiritual force into an incomparably sharp spike, piercing towards Duque's spiritual force beast with an unknown shape and huge wings like the wind.
In the world of spiritual force, just as the sharp spike was about to pierce through Duque's spiritual force beast, a claw with only three fingers grew out of the beast's body and closed in on it.
* Ka-cha! *
There was no sound in the world of spiritual force.
This action itself seemed to have brought about a 'ka-cha!' sound.
None of their eardrums received any vibrations from the sound, but everyone heard it as if they were hallucinating.
As if an important part of his body had been forcibly broken, the level 3 Morning Star covered his head and curled up like a shrimp.
Duque was still moving forward, neither too fast nor too slow. On the huge stage, under the illumination of the soft magic lamp, he walked toward the podium at a constant pace. He did not seem to notice the spiritual force attacks from the two Morning Star Wizards at all, and continued walking with a faint smile and unparalleled confidence.
Duque was clearly saying, "I'll leave enough time for you to attack!"
What an arrogant advertisement.
An attitude that was a hundred times more arrogant than an advertisement.
They were treating the Dalajan Advanced Magicians like they were nothing!
Not every Morning Star Wizard was young and full of vigor. Many Morning Star Wizards were no longer young, and they had no intention of fighting because of their age and experience. However, things were different now.
The third Morning Star made his move.
This time, his spiritual force condensed into a ball and turned into a cannonball, shooting towards Duque's spiritual force beast.
It was still the same claw. Like flicking a melon seed, the claw flicked lightly, and the cannonball was shot back at a speed faster than when it came.
The fellow hurriedly activated his spiritual force shield, but it was useless. The speed was just too fast. Even if it was his own Spiritual Energy that came over, suddenly receiving a surge of chaotic Spiritual Energy was not something he could withstand.
He clutched his chest in pain and pointed at Duque, unable to say a single word.
The fourth Morning Star was sitting at the side of the first row.
This Morning Star Wizard was obviously one of the best among the Morning Stars. Whether he was a level 7 or 8, Duque did not know. All he knew was that this fellow's spiritual force had turned into a three-metre-tall giant with a blurry figure. It wielded a giant axe and chopped down at Duque's beast.
This fellow was too much!
If the attacks from the other three were mainly probing attacks, this fellow was definitely going all out. Even though they did not dare to underestimate Duque, a spiritual force attack of this level could destroy the opponent's magic circuits and turn him into a cripple.
Duque furrowed his brows, his expression turning cold for the first time.
This time, the beast's counterattack was … a long tail!
A tail that was at least ten meters long and as thick as a bison's body swept towards them. The mages could even sense the clear scales on the tail.
* Crack! *
The handle of the giant axe, the giant's head, and even half of the giant's body were all crushed by this incomparably heavy tail with an even higher concentration of spiritual force.
"Ugh!" This fellow vomited blood on the spot. Bright red blood flowed out from the gaps between the fingers of his left hand that he had covered his mouth. At the same time, the tiles under his feet and the chair he had made were all turned to dust. He fell to the ground pathetically, unable to sit up no matter what.
In the first row, no less than five Morning Stars looked at each other and nodded in unison, almost indiscernible.
It was not an excessive spiritual force attack, and the level of the attack was reduced to that of a probing attack. However, this was a probing attack that was close to going all out.
Be it a sword, a spear, an arrow, a stinger, or a hammer, five different spiritual force weapons attacked Duque in unison, arriving in front of Duque's spiritual force beast almost at the same time.
Anyone could see that Duque's spiritual force beast had been specially made into the form of a dragon.
Most of the Wizards snorted.
It took a lot of effort to make the Spiritual Energy look like this. Everyone agreed that it would weaken the offensive power of the Spiritual Energy. Since the brain would put extra effort into forming the form, most mages would choose to use the more simple and practical form of the Spiritual Energy.
This did not include Duque.
With the help of the system elf, Duque would not only make a dragon, he could even make a Ultraman and play with the Death Ray. What Duque valued the most was the system scan, which helped him instantly identify the weak point of the opponent's spiritual force.
In every Wizard's spiritual force ball, the quality and quantity of spiritual force were not evenly distributed, which gave Duque a chance.
Duque was not superior to his opponent in terms of quality and quantity, but Duque only needed to find the weak point of his opponent's spiritual force, or even the weak point, and that would be enough.
In the vision of spiritual force, the Wizards could sense that Duque's dragon had finally revealed its true form. However, when the five large spiritual force weapons attacked, the dragon's claws suddenly lengthened, and two kitchen knives appeared in its claws.
At this moment, Illucia, who was trembling behind Duque, heard Duque's soft voice.
"56 consecutive Meteor Blast Slash!"
The spiritual force blades danced at high speed, stirring up a storm that instantly engulfed the space between Duque and the five Morning Star Wizards. In the blink of an eye, the five Wizards collapsed into their seats.
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