Well, a duel between two people.
One-on-one.
It sounded fair, didn't it?
In fact, it was bullsh * t!
Although Warlocks had the talents of [Demon], [Destruction], and [Pain], not allowing a Warlock to have a demon pet was like letting a Karate player cut off a pair of palms to play 'Senpai'.
Ner 'zhul's strength was at least halved!
Since ancient times, Warlocks had relied on hellhounds to disgust the Mage to death. Hellhounds could not only provide Warlocks with magic resistance, but they could also interrupt the Mage's casting from time to time.
Well, the hellhound that was just summoned was directly wiped out by Alexstrasza.
Then, she found a Void Demon and tried to make the Void Demon give herself a magic shield. The moment the demon came out, it was also wiped out by the Queen.
Ner 'zhul cried when he pulled the fight to such an extent.
Damn, this was a fair duel?
This was the so-called one-on-one!?
Ner 'zhul was so angry that his nose was crooked.
Ner 'zhul also saw Duque's viciousness. What made him even more bitter was that his plan to crush Karazhan had gone down the drain. After seeing Nefarian, how could he not know that this' skinny 'Elf woman in front of him was most likely the Dragon Aspect, Alexstrasza?
Even if she did not attack him, he would not be able to please himself.
This Lich King had never been a courageous person. Grom Hellhound's roar was "Don't be a coward, just do it". Well, Ner 'zhul …
More than cowardly?
More than cowardly?
Even the sun shrunk for you to see!
Other villains would at least say some harsh words and then make a magnificent 'strategic retreat'.
Well, Ner 'zhul actually did not say a word. He raised his chin, and a few of his bitter Warlock brothers immediately rushed forward, swearing to die. He turned around and left without looking back, as if he had torn down your door and left without saying a word of apology.
"Hey! You come as you please, you leave as you please! If you rob the bride and tear down the door, at least leave a red packet! If you don't leave your life and artifact behind, don't you feel embarrassed? " Duque sneered and used a large Ice Shield to withstand the Warlocks' annihilation spells, then raised his hands and made a closing gesture.
It was as if a pair of invisible giant palms had appeared in the void and forcibly closed the portal that Ner 'zhul had created.
"Creak — —" A teeth-aching sound stimulated everyone's eardrums.
Ner 'zhul's beard curled up in anger. He turned around abruptly, and the white skull paint on his face began to fall as his facial muscles trembled in anger. "Duke Marcus!" he yelled in the common tongue, "Duke Marcus! It's true that the dragon is a powerhouse, but she's not a qualified bodyguard. Don't think that I can't kill you under her protection! "
Duque crooked his finger and smirked. "Come! I'm not afraid of you! "
His hand gesture was also a signal. Almost as soon as he moved his finger, the Windrunner sisters behind him made their move. Since Ner 'zhul did not care about the' rules of the pugilistic world 'of one-on-one fights, then in a group fight, who knew who would be afraid of who?
Aurelia's violent Wind and Thunder Arrow easily hit a high-grade Warlock who had lost his shield. Without the shield that the Void Demon had exchanged for the sacrifice, the only thing that could resist the attack was their own equipment and mortal body. They were not like Ner 'zhul, who had seemingly strange but incomparably luxurious epic equipment.
Warlocks who relied too much on their shields were no different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered after losing their shields that could protect them from physical attacks.
The Wind and Thunder Arrow directly exploded the head of a Warlock, and even the broken part of the cervical vertebra was charred black. On the other side, Sasha's Wind Arrow was not as domineering as her sister's Wind and Thunder Arrow, but when it came to killing people, its efficiency was not bad.
Next to her, the Heroic Spirit Sorcerer Khadgar had just rushed out and stabbed a Warlock in the back like a thief. He suddenly found that the rest of Ner 'zhul's subordinates had been killed by the Windrunner sisters.
As a result, the Heroic Spirit Warriors that rushed out from behind either ran to help the Saintess of Chastity and the curator, or simply became spectators and retreated to a distance to cheer.
If Ner 'zhul's face was not covered with a thick layer of white powder, his face would have been very black.
Ner 'zhul was very afraid of death, but he found that when he had nowhere to retreat, he was the kind of person who would burst out with unlimited potential.
Perhaps this was the human desire to live.
Above his head, a huge firecloud the size of a small villa was rolling, as if it was gathering a storm. However, this firestorm did not look like a simple gathering of elements, nor did it look like a dead object.
The destructive fire elements circled around it rhythmically, like a strong beating heart in a human chest. The firecloud absorbed the energy from the Void Elemental Realm, and every beat was like the deep breath of a giant dragon, mixed with wind, thunder, and fire.
Ner 'zhul's Magic Staff in his right hand guided the fire cloud, and the [Skull of Gul' dan] in his left hand continued to pour even more mana into the fire cloud. Even if this fire cloud was not a Dragon Breath, it was still similar to the Dragon Breath of a Dragon Aspect.
"Oh?!" Seemingly aware of her rudeness, Alexstrasza finally used a handkerchief to wipe the soup off her mouth, and immediately set her eyes on Ner 'zhul.
A Breaking Dawn Mystic already had the ability to hurt a Dragon Aspect, and with the help of a divine artifact, this was enough to pose a threat to a Dragon Aspect.
The queen could not help but narrow her eyes. Duque, it's fine if you want to act cool, but don't go overboard!
Because the entrance to Karazhan had been changed, the battlefield was now on the huge balcony where the Night's Nightmare had been near the broken staircase.
At this moment, the sky above the balcony seemed to be divided into two distinct sides.
On one side, there was a red curtain of destructive flames that lit up the atmosphere. When the firecloud rolled and rolled, the high-temperature flames seemed to be able to burn through the sky of Karazhan, and even the illusory space behind them had to be ignited.
The other side was illusory and blurred. Half the sky was flashing with purplish-blue arcane light, and delicate Mage Hands were turning from illusory to real. This process was neither fast nor slow, and people could easily see that these hands were not only holding magic staffs that everyone had seen before, but also some that they had not seen before.
"Does Duque have so many magic staffs?!" Sasha was a little confused.
"I don't know. I only recognize the [Grand Marshal's Battle Staff] and the [Jordan's Staff]!" Aurelia was also confused.
Today, Duque was holding the [Titahak's Step of Time] with four sharp horns. It was completely black, and the body of the staff emitted a blue and white light. And floating around him were all the magic staffs that he had sealed in the corner of his memory.
"Ner 'zhul," Duque said softly, and then said, "This move is a special gift for you. The name of the move is very suitable for you, and that is — [Unlimited Staff]!"
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