Thirty seconds ago, Uther had been sent flying.
Perhaps it could be said that he had overestimated himself, but in order to carry out justice, Uther did not have the slightest bit of regret when he swooped down from the sky until he was sent flying.
"Holy Light! If you hear my prayers, please respond to me! Please punish this most evil dragon in the world with death! " As if hearing the call in his heart, Uther saw a shining blue portal as he fell from the sky.
A Mage?
Who was so brave as to teleport in mid-air?
Was he not afraid of not using the Slow Fall spell properly and falling to pieces in mid-air?
In the next moment, he saw the crazy mage.
Duque!
Sure enough, only he had the courage!
Uther had seen many Mages, but Duque was the only one who completely subverted his impression of mysterious people.
Courage! Fearlessness! Sacrifice! Justice!
Those qualities that only the most devout Paladin had were all seen in this young man who was supposed to be hiding in the back and safely releasing magic.
"Sure enough, only such a young man is the hope of the future of mankind!"
Wuther looked up at the sky with his mouth wide open. When Nesario became as small as a fist in his field of vision, he saw Duke punch the Black Dragon's cheek with his magic power, and then the four Dragon Aspects rushed forward.
"Is that so … Then I have no regrets!" Uther closed his eyes.
This was a thousand meters in the sky.
Uther had no means to save himself.
Even the Holy Shield spell could not.
Because the Holy Shield spell could prevent any damage from hitting the Paladin directly, but it could not offset the terrifying impact of falling from the sky. The impact of falling from a thousand meters in the sky could not even be withstood by a dragon with the strongest body, let alone a mere mortal body. It was inevitable that he would be smashed into meat paste.
One second.
Two seconds.
Five seconds.
Uther instinctively felt that something was wrong. Was that … a sound?
When Uther opened his eyes again in surprise, he saw Duque, whose arms were folded and facing the ground, approaching him at a faster speed.
"How is this possible!?" Wuther couldn't help but cry out.
Of course, he didn't know what gravitational acceleration was, and he also didn't know that when a person's limbs were spread out parallel to the ground, there would be greater air resistance when falling, and the falling speed would decrease.
Duque was getting closer and closer. When Duque was 50 feet away from Uther, he suddenly stretched out his hand.
In the next second, Wuther felt himself being wrapped up by a strange small tornado, and the speed at which he was falling suddenly decreased.
His heart had almost jumped out of his chest, but he was now floating down.
Is this [Slow Fall Technique]?
No! This should be some kind of unknown power.
No matter what, he seemed to have … survived.
"Thank the Holy Light!"
When he heard that Uther had been saved, the first thing he shouted was thanks to the Holy Light, Duque almost gave up on the idea of saving him.
"Thank the Holy Light? I'm the one who saved you! "Duque scolded.
"I thank you as well, but the fact that I'm alive is definitely the will of the Holy Light."
Duque slapped his forehead. "I'm so mad."
He suddenly understood why Uther's Holy Light power was so off the charts. In a sense, even the strongest Holy Knight was suffering from a deep delusional disorder! Ahhhh!
He glanced at the distance between Uther and the dry lake bottom. Hmm, there were still 20 feet. If Uther fell like this, he would probably die 70% of the time.
Duque suddenly let out a very fake scream. "Not good! The magic is not working! "With that, he removed the storm power from Uther's body.
This Holy Seiya, who was glowing with golden light, fell from a height of about seven stories.
"Bang!" The dumbfounded Uther fell to the bottom of the frozen lake with his arms and legs wide open.
Oh! What a beautiful scene!
The shameless Duque gloated in the air.
Unexpectedly, the Strongest Holy Knight Uther, who was known as the Unkillable Cockroach, got up just like that. He spat out a mouthful of blood and raised his head to look at Duke. With a serious expression, he said, "Although I am very grateful for your kindness in saving my life, and I also admire your courage and commanding skills, it seems that your magic level still needs to be improved."
This was not mockery or mockery. This was Uther seriously giving advice to Duque!
F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck!
Duque looked as if he had eaten a fly.
As expected, religious zealots were all crazy. If you tried to compare intelligence with a crazy person, they would only drag your intelligence to the same level and then use their rich experience to defeat you.
"Damn, luckily you're not from Stormwind City."
Duque admired Uther's character from the bottom of his heart. As the most noble character of an era, Uther was fully deserving of that title. But whether to be friends with him or play happily with him was another matter.
Slowly descending to Uther's side, Duque finally squeezed out a smile. "Let's return in triumph, Uther. Shall we go together?"
"Okay!" The big hand in the silver gauntlet shook Duque's hand tightly.
"Can you not use so much force when shaking hands?"
"Uh, sorry."
It was a triumphant return. This time, it was truly a triumphant return in every sense of the word.
Although there were many twists and turns, and although there was a very unpleasant episode, no matter what, the fall of an evil dragon that had scourged the world for tens of thousands of years was something to be celebrated.
When they saw Duque and Uther walk up from the bottom of the frozen lake and walk to the shore, the whole of Lordaeron was boiling with excitement.
"You guys are amazing!"
"Well done! You are indeed true heroes! "
"Long live the Dragon Slayer Duque!"
"Long live the Light Envoy Uther!"
Who was it that deserved the cheers of hundreds of thousands of people?
Who could ignore national boundaries and races and be worshipped by people all over the world?
Since ancient times, there was only one kind of person who could enjoy such treatment.
This kind of person was called a hero!
When Nesario's acid enveloped the entire city, and all the mortals were powerless to do anything;
When the evil dragon that easily destroyed hundreds of meters of the city wall was about to escape;
When Punishing Evil failed, and the righteous and kind people were worried that they would be retaliated against in the future;
Who was it that stopped the terrifying Black Dragon King that transcended the mortal world?
It was Uther —
It was Duke Marcus —
Some kings reigned for decades, and history books might not necessarily record their names.
Some heroes fought bravely for dozens of seconds, but history books were destined to have a very thick page.
This was a hero!
A hero who, as a mortal, had done a feat that transcended the mortal world!
"Duque!" Sasha, who rushed out of the city, rushed up, and so did Aurelia.
Cirvanas watched quietly from behind. She suddenly realized that it was already very difficult to find a hero as a partner like her own sisters. It was even more difficult to find a great hero who surpassed Duque as a partner!
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