Huh?
Eh eh eh!?
Muradin was a super muscular dwarf. How did he suddenly turn into a Red Riding Hood?
Muradin was not some cannon fodder. He was a royal Dwarf. There were hundreds of thousands of Bronze-Bearded Dwarves, and besides his brother, he was the best fighter. With [Deity's Descent], all his stats would increase exponentially, and all his resistances would multiply. When [Deity's Descent] was activated, he was the synonym of invincibility. In the great battle, Muradin had fought countless Orcs.
But now … Muradin had actually turned into a little girl with a Red Riding Hood. What the hell was this?
Sorcery?
Secret technique?
Wasn't it supposed to be the love between a beautiful woman and a handsome man?
Where was the promised Romeo and Juliet?
This time, not only the others, but even Duque was shocked.
Because behind the rapidly rising curtain, Duque saw the figure of an incomparably majestic Werewolf. There was also a large number of oddly-shaped smurf bosses behind him.
Juliet appeared as an Undead Boss, an Undead girl named Dorothy, a Lion (Lion Man), a Tin Woodman, a Scarecrow, and a Witch. For some reason, the handsome Romeo was nowhere to be seen!
All the Bosses, big and small, were charging over!
Chaos!
It was all chaos!
Originally, only one of the three groups of Bosses would randomly appear in the Karazhan Opera House. These three groups of Bosses represented the three classical operas that had somehow transmigrated to the World of Azeroth: The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, Romeo and Juliet, and The Wizard of Oz.
But now, it was clear that there were three groups of Bosses playing at the same time. This meant that Duque's Hero Team would have to face three groups of Bosses at once.
"Protect Master —" Cadgar, who was outside the stage, was the first to react. With a wave of his hand, at least twenty Einherjars rushed onto the stage.
"Bang!" With a bang, Cadgar's magic and the charging Einherjars were all repelled in an instant.
"No one is allowed to disturb this sacred performance!" No one would have thought that the announcer would easily block the way of Duke's helpers.
At this moment, the announcer was like a god!
"Master Duque!?" Cadgar could only stand outside the arena and worry like a madman, unable to do anything.
Duque's voice immediately became everyone's highest order.
"Everyone, scatter!"
"Muradin, run around the stage!"
"Benedict, heal the dwarf!"
"Tirion, stand against the prettiest."
"Gavinrad, hold the Tin Woodman."
"The Windrunner sisters took turns fearing the lion."
"Leave the rest to me!"
"Everyone, attack the little girl who shot the Frost Arrow!"
No one understood why they had to do this, but in the face of these thick-skinned enemies, everyone felt weak. Duque's voice became the only thing they could rely on.
"Oh! Damn it, damn it, damn it! I swear I'll never steal my brother's wine again! " The domineering Muradin just now had been transformed into Little Red Riding Hood, running around with his transformed little arms and legs. A huge werewolf chased after him, slashing at him.
"Ah! It hurts! "
The strange transformation spell turned Muradin's insanely hard and thick adamantine plate armor into mere decorations. He felt like a little girl with her hands tied, and in the face of the evil big bad wolf's molestation, he could only scream and run away brainlessly!
This feeling was so suffocating!
So was Tirion. He had killed countless Orcs, be it male or female Orc Warriors. But when he smashed his hammer against Juliet's delicate human female face, he almost couldn't do it. The only good thing was that the Holy Light clearly told him that the woman in front of him was a ghost!
"Exorcism!" Dazzling golden Holy Light suddenly exploded, attaching itself to the hammer and blasting at Juliet.
Unexpectedly, as an undead, Juliet could also use Holy Light?!
And it was a healing spell?
Holy Light above, could undead also use Holy Light to heal their companions?
Tirion almost bit off his tongue.
The next moment, a chaotic arcane aura suddenly appeared, forcibly disrupting Juliet's healing spell.
Tirion turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of Duque, who had just retracted his palm.
[Counter Magic]?
When all the attackers concentrated their firepower on the seemingly weak girl, Dorothy, Duque was the busiest one.
As soon as he interrupted Juliet's healing, the other side released no less than ten Flame Blasts with Hand of Magic, forcibly turning the scarecrow into a human-shaped torch, blindly bumping around.
Not only that, but a well-timed [Frost Nova] had also blasted a handsome male Undead Thief out of the dungeon. At this moment, the undead thief stood less than two meters behind Benedict, the Bishop of Holy Light …
The air was almost completely occupied by Duque's Hand of Magic, and the huge Hand of Magic was performing multiple spells at the same time. Hundreds of Flame Blasts formed in the illusory arcane palm, each huge fireball enough to make one's heart palpitate!
The eight seconds of casting time, in the fierce melee, seemed to be over in the blink of an eye.
However, when the sky full of fire crashed down, even the faces of Duque's own people instantly turned pale.
"Rumble!" In his field of vision, huge fireballs whizzed past.
In the first second, Dorothy was killed.
In the second second, Dorothy's dog was also blasted to death.
In the third second, the scarecrow fell with a crash, burned to ashes by the flames.
In the fourth second, the lion was jointly taken down by the Windrunner sisters and Duque.
In the fifth second, the tin man was smashed into pieces by at least thirty fireballs in one go.
In the sixth second, the witch followed in the footsteps of the other characters in The Wizard of Oz.
If it was the Duque of the past, he would never have been able to make 108 Hand of Magic cast Flame Blasts at the same time. Just the upper limit of his magic power was far from enough, but after advancing to Radiant Moon, the abundant magic power gave Duque an almost infinite ability to fire!
But the crisis was not over, because Muradin had changed back, but this time, it was the Bishop of Holy Light who turned into Little Red Riding Hood.
He did not react at all, nor did he realize that after turning into Little Red Riding Hood, he could almost double his movement speed.
"Protection Blessing!" On the other side, Gavin Rad reacted the fastest, and immediately cast this divine skill to save the situation.
The rich holy light turned into a solid shield, suddenly propped up around Benedict's body. The big bad wolf's huge claws scraped against the holy light shield, making an unpleasant sound like scratching glass. However, no matter how much the big bad wolf waved its claws wildly, releasing more than thirty claw attacks in a mere few seconds, the big bad wolf returned with nothing.
We can win!
Just as everyone in the team had the same thought, an extremely terrifying stench was released from the audience seats outside the stage.
That was … the aura of a Great Demon!
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