"Are we really worthy of Sir Marcus going this far?" They thought, "I didn't expect him to have the heart of a warrior despite being a Mage! Heaven is on the left, and a warrior is on the right. He is too brave! Too fearless! "
Surrounded by the swarm of Gnolls, Duque only had time to cast a [Flame Burst] before falling down …
Next, the mercenaries began to feel very strange.
Duque stood up again …
"Fuck you, Hogg!"
A [Flame Burst]!
Duque fell down again … This time, Duque was directly split in two by an axe!
Duque stood up again …
"I will kill all eighteen generations of Gnolls!"
Again and again … Under Hogg's fierce counterattack, Duque fell down again and again, and stood up again and again, without doing anything, just cursing and throwing fireballs at the huge Hogg's face.
Even a fool could see that although Hogg was brave and tenacious, the flames on Hogg's body never extinguished, and instead, they burned bigger and bigger.
Hogg's injuries were accumulating.
His roar was not as loud. His Gnoll brothers were not so quick to respond to his orders. Even his movements seemed to be slow.
Even if he had lost a lot of his rationality, he realized that he was in a bad situation.
Slowly, Duke was able to cast a [Flame Burst] first, followed by an instant [Flame Burst], before finally being slapped to death.
All the tears in the mercenaries' glands were drained … They felt as if they had been played by this mysterious young Mage, but it seemed that they had not.
After all, Duque had told them to run from the beginning.
Wasn't Duque fighting with his life to protect these burdens?
As a Mage with so many life-saving skills, it should not be a problem for him to escape alone, right?
Even if Duque fell tragically every time and then rose from the ashes, his performance was enough to become a topic of conversation in the tavern after a meal. But they noticed something strange.
The ordinary Gnolls had long since dispersed and hid far away, watching in awe as their boss fought with the unkillable Duque.
On the other side, Makarov solemnly instructed his men. "We won't say a word about what we saw today even if we go to hell … If I'm not wrong, this concerns a very important secret of Lord Duke Marcus. If we are lucky, we will be Sir Marcus' retainers for the rest of our lives. "
Everyone shivered and nodded in unison.
Such a strange ability was absolutely unheard of. Was there any lack of people who inadvertently learned the secrets of important figures and were killed?
Being able to sell his body and not be killed was already a great thing.
On the other side, Hogg's life force was about to run out as he continued to accumulate injuries.
"Magic Beam Cannon!" Duque roared out the name of the unknown move. With slow steps, he actually stepped onto the crook of Hogg's left arm, which was hanging on the ground, and borrowed the force to step onto Hogg's shoulder. Then, in an extremely pretentious manner, he inserted two fingers into Hogg's eye sockets.
Instant cast [Flame Blast] at zero range!
"Awooo —" Unlike the high-spirited howl at the beginning, the final bitter howl contained too much unwillingness and indignation.
However, the cry was only halfway through before it came to a screeching halt. This was because Hogg's entire head was filled with flames that were rapidly expanding from within.
A mere second later, the back of Hogg's huge head exploded like a watermelon.
The Gnolls watching the battle from afar were frightened and fled in all directions.
Standing proudly on the huge chest of Hogg's collapsed body, Duque, who was bathed in a rain of blood, didn't have much of a sense of accomplishment.
In the game before Duque transmigrated, Hogg was just a level-11 elite monster. Even if he had the shocking nickname of Cute Killer, in the end, he was just an unremarkable little monster.
Unexpectedly, in order to kill Hogg, he had to pay the price of 11 revivals.
When he thought of this, Duke felt a sense of despair as if he had fallen to the ground.
But now that he had the time to look at the system notifications, Duque suddenly froze.
[Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the elite demonified monster [Hogg]! You have successfully foiled an attempt on your life by one of Sargeras' demons. Because [Hogg]'s body contains a small amount of demonic aura, if you give its remaining head to a cleric in Stormwind City, there might be an unexpected reward.]
[You have obtained the blueprint of the [Skinning Battleaxe], which even low-intelligence creatures can make.]
[As you have successfully killed the monster that killed you 11 times, you have recovered a small amount of your humanity. Your current soul force is 87, and your moral integrity is 72%. You are now a level-5 earth wizard!]
After reading this, Duque almost jumped up, and immediately questioned the system elf in the spiritual world.
"Hey! What the hell is this? Why do I only have 72% moral integrity left?! "
"Because the one that killed you is a demonic creature. As a demon that can easily corrupt human souls, it will have a bonus effect when it kills you. In other words, if you are killed by a demon or a demon, your moral integrity will fall even faster! "
Duque almost choked on his own saliva.
I hate demons the most!
Unknowingly, Duque's sinister expression had scared the hell out of Makarov and the rest.
Recalling Makarov's words, they fearfully knelt in front of Hogg's giant corpse and lowered their heads, not even daring to look up at Duque.
Makarov spoke: "Thank you, Lord Marcus, for saving us. We have nothing to repay you with, so we hope to use our lowly lives to contribute to Lord Marcus's great cause. "
"Oh?" Duque was roused from his daze by the voice, and his interest was piqued: "Why?"
Originally, Duque wanted to ask why Makarov would say such a thing. Makarov looked at the murderous Duque and clearly misunderstood. He thought that Duque was asking them why they were spared.
"We … We are grateful to Lord Marcus for saving us, but we have seen Lord Marcus's undying secret … We don't want to die yet, so we are willing to serve Lord Marcus for life."
Duque was stunned. He did not know why, but he recalled how Aurelia had deceived him the first time they met. Duque suddenly burst into laughter.
"Thank you for being willing to serve me …"
When Duque said this, Makarov and the rest heaved a long sigh of relief, as if they had just walked through the gates of hell.
Duque's next words immediately made their hearts jump to their throats.
"However, I cannot accept your allegiance for this reason!"
Makarov immediately panicked: "Lord Marcus, we …"
At this moment, something unexpected happened.
Not far from Duque's feet, a gnoll that was still alive suddenly jumped up and ruthlessly chopped at Duque's neck with a rough stone axe.
It happened too quickly, and no one had time to react.
"Ah!?" The mercenaries cried out in shock.
At such a close distance, they saw Duque's neck spurt out blood, and then he fell to the ground … dead!
"Heavens! What did Lord Marcus do? "
Before they could recover from their shock, Duque's corpse suddenly turned into a faint stream of light and disappeared. There was almost no transition, and Duque stood unscathed less than two steps away from the corpse.
"Damn you! A mere gnoll actually dared to sneak attack me! " It was fine if he died in Hogg's hands, but he was actually killed by an ordinary gnoll. This was really humiliating. Gnashing his teeth in hatred, Duque used a large fireball to teach that guy who dared to make him lose his moral integrity to a maggot for the rest of his life.
With great difficulty, he calmed down, and Duque was that elegant Lord Mage again.
"See? This is just a type of magic. To be precise, it is my family's ancestral talent, [Mirror Image]! Every mage family has its own inheritance. Some families are good at elemental magic, and some are good at arcane magic. I am just the inheritor of a declining mage family. This is not some shocking secret that needs to be kept secret. Of course, this is also one of my trump cards, and I do not want you to spread it around. "
Duque's performance made the mercenaries dumbfounded, but with such an explanation, every mercenary felt at ease.
Ah! So it is mysterious magic! We commoners who do not know magic have really learned something new.
Looking at their happy faces, Duque's heart ached.
I've lost my moral integrity again! '
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