Ah!
After going through so many hardships, traversing almost endless stairs, overturning a huge amount of water elements, he finally arrived in front of the [Crown of Ice] and was bestowed with the power of ice.
Well, if Duque was really born and raised in Azeroth, he might have eagerly put on the crown.
Unfortunately, Duque wasn't.
At this time, whoever wore it would automatically have the aura of a moron. Not only would it be a trap for himself, but it would also trap others.
"Oh, a demon from the crack of space and time. I don't know what you are. But if you want to trick me, it's too simple! "Duque laughed coldly.
That's right!
The [Crown of Ice] was a magic circuit model, and it was impossible for it to have so many twists and turns. The only explanation was that something had snuck into Karazhan and was lying in ambush in this place with the most arcane energy, waiting for its prey to take the bait.
It was very likely that it wasn't its main body, because if it was its main body, it wouldn't be able to hide from Cadgar and Duque's defense and alarm circles.
But a trace of a soul was a different story.
This was Karazhan, located above the crack in the astral plane. It wouldn't be strange for anything to sneak in. After all, Duque didn't have enough power and time to completely clean up this place.
Fortunately, Duque had always been vigilant.
In the next instant, the Crown of Ice suddenly had a master.
A lich whose lower body was floating in the air like a few flower petals, and her upper body was covered in chains that kept spinning back and forth. She wore a purple, black and red magic robe, and her skull was in the shape of a skull. She used her claws to wear the Crown of Ice.
For some reason, this evil existence that appeared in Duque's spiritual world was a little familiar.
Beside her, a group of Warriors with purple eyes, wearing black and purple heavy armor, and a large group of people in purple and black robes, who were neither human nor ghost, all knelt on one knee and placed their left hands on their chest, showing their utmost respect to the current owner of the Crown of Ice.
"Mortal — you don't understand the power and terror of the Burning Legion at all! Do you think that temporarily trapping the great commander Sargeras will stop the Burning Legion from conquering the World of Azeroth? "
"You're too naive!"
"Nothing can stop the Burning Legion, not even the Creation Titans! Not to mention an ant like you!? "
"You have obstructed the Burning Legion time and time again, and you even intend to support the resistance to unite. You are seeking your own death!"
"I am the daughter of frost, the incarnation of death, the great dead speaker!" Seven gigantic ice-blue magic circles spread out with her palm as the center. One was directly behind her, and the other six were distributed in a hexagonal pattern. As soon as she finished speaking, the magic array trembled inexplicably.
"Bang!" Countless icicles shot out from the center of the magic array, and pierced through Duque's entire body with ease.
Duque was like a chicken wing waiting to be roasted, waiting for the deathwhisper lady to judge his fate.
"Duke Marcus!"
Lady Deathwhisperer's voice stopped for a moment.
"How heavy is the sin of stopping the Burning Legion! You should have been roasted by the flames of hell for ten thousand years. But on account that you are young and ignorant. So I'll give you a chance. "
"Submit to me —"
"Or your soul will suffer eternal torture!"
At this moment, Duque, who was supposed to be dying, suddenly raised his head. There was an indescribable straightforwardness on his face, and his eyes flashed.
"Fool, if I'm really frightened by an illusion of your level in my spiritual world, I might as well drown myself in a bucket of tofu."
"Impudent!" Lady Deathwhisper was furious!
She summoned an iceberg and threw it at Duque.
However, Duque did not even blink. It was as if he was waiting for the iceberg to crush him. He raised his right hand at lightning speed and grabbed the peak of the iceberg.
The next second, the iceberg disappeared, and in its place was an ice-colored whip that extended from Lady Deathwhisper's hand to Duque's.
"I've caught you." Duke's face was filled with joy, as if he had succeeded. With a light tug, he tore the illusion into pieces.
The terrifying collapse extended from the whip to Lady Deathwhisper, and even the believers and zealots around her.
"Ahhhh — no —" Lady Deathwhisper let out an earth-shattering scream, and then she and her minions all began to disintegrate. Like a weathered statue, every part of their body, every cell, turned into sand and quickly dissipated into the void.
At the same time, a strong fluctuation suddenly came from the void portal on the first level of Karazhan. An ice chain that came from somewhere inside Karazhan suddenly whipped fiercely, pulling out an ice-blue female demon that was two people tall from the void portal.
Michael, the Einherjar, immediately drew his sword from his waist, raised it high, and shouted, "Enemy attack!"
At the same time, Duque's voice came from the Karazhan space. "Khadgar, take care of her."
"As you command," Khadgar said politely, which was rare for him.
Then there was the tragic story of a group of Einherjars, a Einherjar Mage, and a boss named "Curator," beating up another boss who didn't bring any minions and relied on them for food.
Duque didn't care. He didn't even want to know why Lady Deathwhisper, the boss that should only appear in Ice Crown Fortress in the future, suddenly appeared here. And why Lady Deathwhisper was now just a demon.
The things that appeared in the Astral Plane Rift had no logic or science to begin with.
If he continued to investigate, he would only become mentally ill.
When Duque found that he was connected to the system elf again, the construction of the Ice Circuit magic model in his body was back on track and under control.
Duque looked inside his body through the system.
Now, his Magic Circuits were finally starting to look decent. Each huge circuit had countless thin, thread-like circuits. They were like a bundle of wires tied into a circle, and the countless small circuits formed a huge circuit.
The three huge circuits of ice, fire, and arcane were like three connected rings. They were connected to each other and had their own independent sides, but sometimes they complemented each other.
Although [Crown of Ice] and [Phoenix Flames] could directly draw power from the Elemental Realm, they also relied on the most core arcane circuit to support them.
Before practicing [Crown of Ice], only the arcane and fire circuits of Duque were relatively strong. If he used too much ice magic, it would lose its strength. Now, it was completely different.
Now that there were three circuits, it was truly a trident.
A surging and indescribable power rose from Duque's chest. This power was different from any power that Duque had encountered before.
Not only was it stronger, more refined, and purer, but it was also … more independent!
Could it be that this was a Morning Star?!
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