"Hahaha! Ignorant human, you don't understand the power and greatness of Demon's Soul! "
"That's right, I don't understand." Duque admitted the first half of the sentence. However, he did not say the second half.
What I don't understand is how much of the power of Demon's Soul you can use.
The predecessor of Demon's Soul was the Dragon's Soul. This was the ultimate move used by the dragons to destroy the invading Burning Legion during the ancient war ten thousand years ago. In order to use this ultimate move, the four Dragon Aspects were tricked by Nethario, who was also a Dragon Aspect back then. They poured most of their power and more than a third of their souls into it.
As for the exact number, no one knew. It could only be deduced from a few words, but it should be a lot.
If it were a human, it would be so much that they would not be able to walk steadily.
In the worst-case scenario, there would be the Time King Nozdormu's power of time, the Magic King Malygos' power of magic, the Life Queen Alexstrasza's power of life, and the Dream King Ysera's secret dream technique.
There were four supreme powers, and even grasping a tiny bit of any one of them was enough to make any mortal's expression change, let alone all four of them at the same time.
As long as Nekros was a little more powerful, even Anastrian and Antonidas, the two Breaking Dawns, would have to kneel, let alone Radiant Moon Mages.
Under normal circumstances, if Duque encountered Nekros, he would definitely be dead.
But …
Duque was calm. His next words took a turn. "I'm in a hurry. Can you please die?"
Duque was very honest. He told him his reason — he was in a hurry.
Duque was very polite, and said "please".
Duque was very annoyed, because the goal of his request was for Nekros to die.
"Then die first!" Nekros suddenly waved a skull staff that still had faint traces of blood on it, and the space around them trembled.
Duque's eyes suddenly narrowed.
He looked at the evil staff that was obviously made from the skull of a human Mage. Duque suddenly did not want to speak.
Neither of them spoke again, but the aftermath of their magic power suddenly collided in the darkness, causing the surrounding ground to be filled with sand and gravel.
With the two of them as the center, a storm surged in all directions.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
His surroundings were pitch-black, and he was also in a huge semi-enclosed space. It was obviously impossible for outsiders to spy on this place, but the battle here seemed to be the focus of all the eyes in the world!
In front of the huge iron gate, Orgrim was charging at the seemingly weak line of defense of Gavinrad and the others.
"Not good! Nekros was going all out! Let's kill them all! "
That's right! Orgrim panicked!
The Red Dragon Army was the tribe's last trump card. They could not afford to lose it!
However, if it were any other lineup, it would be impossible for them to resist the attack of him and the Tribal Chiefs. This lineup was really not bad.
After Gavin Rad obtained the power of lightning, his short-term combat ability was already on par with the Strongest Holy Knight, Uther. If both sides were to duel and the time limit was 10 minutes, it would definitely be a draw. Of course, if it was overtime, Uther, who had the purer power of holy light and could wear down the opponent, would win.
Orgrim picked up the Hammer of Destruction, which was connected to his mind, but he still could not defeat Gavinrad.
Most of the other Tribal Chiefs encountered the same problem.
Originally, Kilrogg had the chance to heavily injure Abbendis, but because of Sasha's arrows, he failed several times.
And the duel inside was at its peak right from the start.
Nekros wanted to kill Duque in an instant!
He had to do this. [Demon's Soul] had never been a godly item that could be connected to its master's mind. Under the modification of the Wings of Death, it had long become the most powerful magic item.
The price for such boundless power was vitality!
Even though Nekros was a Beastman with strong vitality, even though he would kill disobedient Red Dragons and sacrifice them to [Demon's Soul], for a terrifying magic item that could wipe out the entire Burning Legion expedition back then, this little bit of vitality was not even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
Terrifying flames suddenly exploded, and the dark space became as bright as day. It felt like the darkest hell was suddenly surrounded by hundreds of suns.
No!
It was not just an encirclement!
It was like a comet crashing into the ground at high speed.
Even Duque himself did not think that he had any hope of surviving.
Even Sasha, who was far away from the iron gate, could feel the monstrous heat coming from behind her.
That was super, super, super high temperature that could even melt steel in an instant!
Sasha's face suddenly turned as white as her beautiful silver hair. "No — Duque!"
Everyone on the Alliance's side was so scared that their faces turned pale. Everyone on the Horde's side looked ecstatic.
"Nekros is actually this strong?!" Orgrim laughed loudly, trying to use the common language to break Gavinrad's will. "Duque is definitely going to die!"
"Bullsh * t! Duque has never lost to you! "Gavinrad retorted stubbornly, but it made Orgrim feel terrible.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely be dead.
But Duque … Ugh …
Orgrim's heart skipped a beat!
Inside, in the huge empty space.
Facing the countless fireballs that were the size of small houses, Duque let out a soft sigh. He raised his hand and cast Arcane Impact.
Could a simple mid-level spell break through so many fireballs?
The answer was, unless there was a miracle …
But a miracle happened.
The terrifying magic power that seemed to be able to destroy a kingdom's capital couldn't tear through that small ball of purplish-blue arcane energy.
"How is this possible?!" Nekros shouted in shock.
Almost instantly, the fireballs in front of him exploded like balloons that had been pierced by needles.
It wasn't just the fireballs.
Even the Magic Shield that he had sacrificed countless Void Devils in exchange for crumbled under Duke's [Arcane Impact] like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
Then, Nekros watched helplessly as the magic he had shot out with the power of Demon's Soul at the critical moment suddenly distorted and dissipated under the impact of the seemingly ordinary magic power!
Not only that, but even the condensed magic power in his body suddenly disappeared.
Bam!
Arcane Impact wasn't a terrifying fire-type spell. After being hit directly, Nekros didn't immediately turn into charcoal, but he was still sent flying. Blood spurted out of his mouth in midair before he finally fell limply onto the cold, rough ground with a thud.
All the ribs in his chest must have been broken.
"No … how … can …" Nekros' eyes widened.
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