With each fireball, at least five Beastmen were blasted into the sky. When they landed, most of them had already turned into … corpses that were gradually cooling down.
Almost in an instant, the entire Orc vanguard was completely plowed by Duque. At least a thousand people were killed.
But the more serious blow was the morale.
The Orcs' momentum of charging forward was like a pitiful worm sent to the gallows at this moment. Their limbs were still twitching and struggling, but their throats were tightly gripped.
The incessant shouts of "Lok-tar, ogar!" came to an abrupt halt at this moment.
What replaced it was continuous screams.
The third wave was the mysterious Arcane Missiles.
It was completely different from the ordinary Arcane Missiles. No one expected that a small Arcane Missile could cause such a terrifying effect as if it was hit directly by a human cannon. Many of the beastmen let out a blood-curdling screech. Then, their bodies turned into a rain of blood and scattered all over the ground.
This scene not only shocked the Orcs, but also the Windrunner sisters, Magni, and the rest beside Duque.
Duque did not answer. He silently looked at the line in the system notification.
"You activated the top-tier metamagic ability [Arcane Energy Storm]: After activation, your spell damage will increase by 100%, and mana consumption will increase by 50%. Lasts for 30 seconds …"
Yes, the power doubled, but the consumption also increased by half.
With such a terrifying consumption, it was not something that a Morning Star like Duque could sustain.
Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, Duque's hands were full of mana crystals that kept falling on the upper armor of the steam tank. These mana crystals, which were priceless in the eyes of others and filled with mana, were sucked dry just by pouring them out of the portal bag and passing by Duque's hands.
"Ding ding dang dang!"
The crystals that had lost their magical radiance were as cheap as metal shells ejected after a machine gun was fired.
Other mages fought with magic power, but Duke fought with money!
And the speed at which he burned money was no different from lighting a warehouse full of notes.
However, in the next second, Duque's mana outpouring suddenly stopped.
"Not good!" More than one commander on the battlefield cried out.
[Mana Burn] — This horrifying debuff spell that caused countless mages to turn pale had finally landed on Duque.
The purplish-blue arcane light that had been swirling around Duque's body was forcibly chased away. Duque's hair, fur, and even his robe began to burn. This wasn't the kind of harmless burning caused by the Fire Elemental Entanglement. This was a real burning on the body.
"Duque?!" The three Windrunner sisters, who had been guarding Duque on top of the tank, cried out in shock.
"I'm fine." Without screaming, Duque grunted and decisively activated [Ice Barrier]!
The surging Frost elements in his body quickly drove away Baron Geddon's [Living Bomb] spell. After another second, Duque canceled the [Ice Barrier] and continued to pour magic on the Horde.
However, three seconds later, Duque was hit again.
"No …"
"Ding!" Duque activated [Rapid Cooldown] in one breath, forcibly calming his Frost Magic Circuit so that he could activate [Ice Barrier] again in a short period of time and block the [Living Bomb].
The magic attack that had stopped for a while was activated again. Duque had used his own strength to open up a path of survival for Uther's charge.
"Duque! Enough! You've done your best! " Aurelia was not an ignorant woman. As a High Elf, she clearly knew that even with [Rapid Cooldown], the life-saving [Ice Barrier] could only be used twice in a short period of time.
"Duque —" Sasha was so anxious that she was about to cry.
Cirvanas looked at Duque with a complicated expression. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she remained silent. The more time she spent with Duque, the more she understood why her sisters were so infatuated with this ordinary-looking human mage …
"No! It's not enough! The Horde's formation hasn't been activated yet! I still have a way that doesn't require me to die! "
Soon, everyone knew what Duque's method was.
Duque was actually using his Magic Circuit in turns, and not just normally, but almost destructively.
The essence of [Mana Ignition] was to ignite the Mana in the Magic Circuit. The more Mana there was, the more damage there would be. From another perspective, if there was no Mana, there would be no damage.
Duque was fighting with his life on the line. He focused all his Mana into a certain Magic Circuit for a short period of time and continued to attack with the opposite magic. When he used Mana Ignition, he would use up all the Mana in that Magic Circuit in the shortest amount of time possible. When the effect of [Mana Ignition] was over, even if that Magic Circuit was slightly damaged due to self-combustion, he could immediately use another Magic Circuit to continue attacking.
[Thunder] was broken, and [Gale] was used. After [Gale] was [Frost], then [Flame], and finally [Arcane] …
In total, Duque had been hit by [Mana Ignition] seven times, and he had actually survived all of them.
Everyone who witnessed this unknowingly had tears in their eyes.
He had been hit by [Mana Ignition] seven times without a high-ranking priest by his side! Who didn't know that a Mage's Mana was much stronger than their Life Force? This was no different from Duque stepping into the gates of hell seven times, and then retracting his feet with all his might.
Was this without a price?
No!
On the contrary, this was an extremely high price that no Mage in the world was willing to pay!
For a long time to come, even if Duque used that apprentice-level spell again, the Mana in his body would collapse, and he would die on the spot.
"Duque! Enough! Enough! Leave the rest to us! "Sasha was on the left, and Aurelia on the right. The two sisters hugged Duque tightly.
"Alright!" Duque's body was convulsing from the pain, but he had a satisfied smile on his face.
The collapse of the Alliance's main formation came to a halt. The Alliance soldiers who had run away began to shout "Long live the Alliance", turning around and charging towards the Beastmen without a care.
A golden blade emitting a holy aura appeared on the battlefield. It swept across the wide scorched land at high speed, cutting diagonally into the green sea.
After Duque's ten rounds of magic had finally opened up a path of blood, Wuther's Twelve Paladins had perfectly reached the Beastmen's vanguard, clashing with them.
Riding on a war horse that was also shining with a golden light, Wuther charged into the battlefield. He waved his long, long-handled war hammer as if he was playing polo, drawing a brilliant arc from bottom to top.
"Poof!" With just one hammer strike, he shattered the giant axe in front of him, as well as the owner of the axe — the Beastman's skull.
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