Final insurance?!
Jaina's beautiful blue eyes widened. Although she wanted to pretend to be moved to tears and snot after being rescued, in the end …
"Duke Marcus! You're a complete bastard! "
If she could bite Duque to death, she would definitely be willing to tear off Duque's flesh bit by bit!
The current Jaina was far from the scheming and shrewd strong woman of the future, and this little lady could not help but fly into a rage.
Unfortunately, her threatening actions were destined to be suppressed by Duque.
That's right, she really attacked Duque. A [Flame Blast] flew towards Duque's face.
If Duque was an ordinary person, Jaina's attack would definitely make Duque's mother unable to recognize him.
Unfortunately, Duque was a Radiant Moon Mage!
Such a low concentration of magical elements would naturally dissipate when it came into contact with the elements around Duque's body. Jaina had indeed calculated this.
Unfortunately, what she did not expect was that Duque actually retaliated.
That's right!
The moment before Jaina's [Flame Blast] was released, Teacher Duque actually retaliated with a [Magic Counter] without the demeanor of a senior!
The so-called [Magic Counter] was to instantly mobilize the elemental power in the atmosphere to disrupt the balance and circulation of the opponent's magic circuit. If it happened to counter the opponent's magic while they were casting, it would cause the opponent's entire magic circuit to be in a state of chaos for at least eight seconds.
This was only for mages of the same rank.
Duque, a Radiant Moon, bullying an Earth Mage was simply shameless to the extreme.
The magic circuit in her body instantly became chaotic, and Jaina almost fainted on the spot.
"Cough cough cough!" The poor expired loli choked.
It was impossible for her to recover without more than a minute, and this was under the premise that she was not continuously disturbed.
On the other hand, Duque's appearance undoubtedly caused an earthquake.
The Lordaeron cavalry cheered thunderously.
The Beastmen, on the other hand, were like insects avoiding a disaster, hurriedly fleeing from the town.
"Run! It's that devil Duque! " Even the bravest Warsong Beastmen lost their will to fight in the face of this storm flag that represented terror and death.
Duque's flag represented a terrifying legend that could not be broken by the orcs.
Duque's flag was like a haze that shrouded the entire beastman race.
With Duque's Storm Flag, the Beastmen would never be able to win.
Although none of the Beastmen were willing to admit this, Duque had turned these conclusions into reality every time.
This time was no exception.
Suddenly, a cold current spread out in a circular shape with the church as the center.
The cold wind blew past, and the stones on the ground seemed to tremble. They spun strangely, and even followed the tiny gravel into the air.
It wasn't that there was a supernatural phenomenon of anti-gravity on the ground, but that the cold air that shot up into the sky was too vast and frightening.
In less than three seconds, the entire town with a diameter of 500 meters was covered by the cold air.
The Beastmen who were trying to escape took large strides, but their lower bodies were frozen in a ridiculous position — because a wave of frost had quietly frozen their lower bodies.
"Ah ah ah!"
"No —"
"Ancestor! Save me — "
All sorts of cries sounded in the Beastman language. At this moment, the Lordaeron cavalry was shocked to find that the cold air had perfectly avoided every one of them.
Regardless of whether they were in Duque's sight, or whether they were close to the Beastmen, only the Beastmen were hit, and the cavalry less than 20 centimeters away were unharmed.
Jaina's expression of shock also froze on her face.
What kind of control is this!?
Duque raised his right hand lightly, and snapped his fingers elegantly.
"Snap!"
It sounded like the opening of the gates of hell.
At least 300 illusory palms made of arcane energy suddenly appeared in the air.
"Magician's Hand!?" Jaina exclaimed, seeing Duque for the first time.
Every cavalier of the Rotterdam Kingdom held their breath at this moment.
"No —" The Beastmen were terrified, waiting in despair for the final judgment of death.
Countless Arcane Missiles poured down like a torrential downpour. Every high-ranked Arcane Missile shot by a Radiant Moon Great Wizard had the destructive power of a ballista.
Under Jaina's incredulous gaze …
Just as the cavalry opened their mouths in shock …
The Beastman army that could easily drown them was easily crushed.
Jaina was very reluctant to use the word "crushed" to describe the shocking scene before her eyes.
However, it was the most suitable word.
The heavy hammer that could easily smash a cavalry's kite shield turned into metal scraps after coming into contact with an Arcane Missile.
The burly Beastmen that were two and a half meters tall were easily blown into pieces like broken puppets.
Broken fangs, bulging eyeballs, rainbow-colored brain matter, innards that couldn't be described, and broken bones that were scarlet with a hint of white …
If the church was a slaughterhouse of the past, then what was presented in front of Jaina now was an uncensored live broadcast of a slaughter.
"Blargh!" Jaina had thought that she couldn't vomit anymore, but she didn't expect that when her stomach was empty, she could still vomit yellow bile.
After vomiting with much difficulty, Jaina's body trembled as she finally spat out, "Duque, you bastard! Don't even think of marrying me in this life! "
Duque smiled, as if his plan had succeeded. "Very good! Very powerful! I like what you said! "
Jaina almost fainted from anger at Duque.
There were no Beastmen left.
No! There was one left!
A Beastman that was clearly more muscular than the others had two broken arms, and was kneeling in pain near the entrance of the church.
The crippled Beastman struggled to stand up. He glared with bloodshot eyes and roared. Unexpectedly, he spoke in the standard human language.
"Why?"
"Why?!"
"Duke Marcus! Why didn't you kill me? "
Jaina and all the cavalrymen looked at Duque in shock.
To be able to kill hundreds and thousands of Beastmen with such precision, and yet only break the arms of this Beastman, it was obvious that Duque did it on purpose.
Duque let go of Jaina's arm and walked to the entrance of the church with his hands behind his back. On the stairs, he raised his chin forty-five degrees and looked down at the tall Beastman.
"Tell Grom Hellscream! Get out of the Eastern Kingdom! As long as I, Duke Marcus, am here, there will be no place for Beastmen. If you really piss me off, even if I have more important things to do, I will comb through the Tirisfal Glades and hang every Beastman! "
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