Impossible!
This was absolutely impossible!
How could a Sky Wizard resist, no, defeat so many Morning Star Wizards in the domain of spiritual force? Looking at the Wizards who looked like frost-bitten eggplants, no one could say a word.
It felt like these Morning Star Wizards, who were rather famous in the Dalajan, were complete fools, each of them extending their faces for Duque to slap.
It wasn't just an ordinary slap, but one that grabbed their collars and slapped them back and forth until their faces were swollen.
A total of nine Wizards, one Sky Star and eight Morning Stars, had charged forward in the most shameful form of attrition warfare. In the end, they had been defeated by one person against nine, and all of them had been defeated without even catching their breath.
Did they not see Duque slowly walk across the podium in an incomparably confident manner?
In the huge hall, apart from Duque's footsteps, there was almost no other sound. Of the 12000 people in the hall, not a single one was an ordinary person. They were either official Wizards or acolytes. As long as they were acolytes, they would be able to sense the spiritual force undulations from the battle between Duque and them.
Everyone was very clear about the probing effect of releasing their spiritual power.
Evidently, even the acolytes who had not seen the whole picture knew.
Duque had obtained complete victory.
One against nine!
If Duque was not a foreign Wizard, and if Duque was a lecturer from the Dalajan, then what would be welcoming Duque would definitely be thunderous applause.
The acolytes and novice Wizards were all agitated. In this huge fan-shaped hall, everyone's gaze was on the first row.
After all, only the high-ranked Wizards there could defeat, no, challenge Duque successfully.
In the middle of the first row, there were still a few publicly acknowledged Morning Star Wizards. However, they were unmoved, as if they were the best students, listening attentively.
In reality, the real focus was on the only Radiant Moon Wizard present.
Kael 'thas!
The high elf prince of Cuel Salas.
If Kael 'thas made a move, even ten Duque's would be defeated.
But would Kael 'thas make a move?
What a joke! Kaizi was here to support Duque.
Seeing that Kael 'thas had maintained a gentle and refined smile ever since Duque had appeared, the Morning Star Wizards who still had the slightest intention of challenging Kael' thas gave up on finding trouble with this incomparably evil Sky Wizard.
One step, two steps … five steps … ten steps …
Step by step, Duque walked up to the podium. His figure was magnified by the huge projection screen behind him.
At this moment, the first round of applause sounded in the venue.
Applauding before the lecturer begins is a form of courtesy, a form of welcome.
However, with Kael 'thas Sunstrider leading the applause, it was a grand welcome and support that could not be any more grand. Kael 'thas wasn't clapping from his chair. He was standing up and clapping for Duque.
Immediately, the second round of applause rang out.
This was from the little princess of Cuel Tiras, Jaina Proudmoore. This mage apprentice of noble birth had long been the dream lover of countless mage apprentices. However, she seemed to be a little close to Prince Arthas of Lordaeron, and the apprentices could only suppress their admiration.
The third round of applause rang out almost at the same time as the second.
It was from the person most young Wizards pursued — Miss Illucia Barov of the ancient noble bloodline of the Arathor Empire. Even though she was standing not far behind Duque as an assistant, her real attitude still caused a silent uproar.
It was only then that the people in the auditorium truly realized that the person standing on the podium was not only a true mage, but also a noble existence who was deeply trusted and respected by the upper echelons of various countries.
There was no more hesitation. Immediately, thunderous applause rang out in the auditorium. It was so loud that it was enough to make people outside think that some kind of terrifying experiment had exploded.
Duque's hands pressed down, and after a while, the applause gradually stopped.
Clearing his throat, Duque's slightly magnetic voice spread to every corner of the auditorium.
"I'm very happy that so many people have come to listen to Duke Marcus's lecture today. In the following time, I will explain the importance of [Multi-Casting] and the basic training methods. I hope that my lecture will be of help to everyone on the path of magic. "
"Magic is a mysterious field! I think that the first thing that every lucky person who is qualified to step into this field should do is not to be bound by common sense. What 'Ah! This can't be done ',' Oh, that's impossible! ', These are the most unacceptable thoughts. So we have to free our imagination. "
"Here, I will first demonstrate the benefits of [Multi-Casting]."
After saying that, Duque turned his head to Illucia, "Miss Barov, later when you have a magical shield, please attack each other with the lowest level of Level-1 Fireball. And please do not use any Metamagic Abilities, and try to maintain the power of the Fireball between 14 to 22 MP. "
Illucia nodded.
Magic points were the standard to measure the damage caused by a spell. 14 MP meant that if it hit, it would cause 14 points of basic damage to a creature with no magic resistance.
In the next moment, when Illucia indicated that she was ready, the two of them bombarded each other under the supervision of the magic scale.
"1.5 seconds of casting time, the same amount of mana consumption, 16 points and 22 points of damage. This is what you all know as using a bigger fireball to deal with the opponent, right? "
As soon as Duque's voice fell, the audience burst into laughter that they were trying to hold back.
"However, when using a Level-10 Fireball, the casting time becomes 3.5 seconds. Normally, the person with the bigger fireball wins, right? "
"That's right!" An apprentice shouted.
"Alright, now I will split the mana required for a Level-10 Fireball, and then continuously bombard Miss Barov. Everyone, see the results."
Illucia was still chanting, attacking Duque with a Level-10 Fireball every 3.5 seconds.
Duque, on the other hand, used two Magician's Hands, a total of three Level-5 Fireballs, with a speed of 1.5 seconds between each Fireball, bombarding Illucia in succession.
Everyone was immediately surprised to see that Illucia, whose magical shield was continuously bombarded, was quickly showing signs of defeat under the situation of the total amount of mana consumption. Although the continuous attacks were not considered powerful, it was obvious that the magic attacks impacted her shield, which affected her concentration, causing the chanting time to be extended.
At the beginning, Illucia could barely maintain the completion time of two or three Fireballs within 4 seconds, but towards the end, the Fireball, which was as common as eating and drinking to most official mages, actually took a full 6 seconds to shoot out one Fireball. Everyone could see that both damage and accuracy were greatly reduced.
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