It was as if they had practiced it countless times. After the clone was killed by Ner 'zhul's curse, the three new Dukes used [Bigby's Grappling Palm], [Bigby's Diamond Fist], and [Bigby's Crushing Palm] on Ner' zhul.
In the eyes of the onlookers, Ner 'zhul was beaten up by a monk, a new profession that had yet to appear in the Eastern Kingdom.
A palm strike caused Ner 'zhul to lose his center of gravity, and Gavinrad sent him flying with a hammer. Then, Duke No.2 followed up with a Grappling Hold and grabbed him again. Then, he used his fist, which was as big as a water tank and had a high concentration of magic power, to add a heavy blow at close range. Finally, he used the stance of the Rising Dragon Fist to hit Ner' zhul's chin.
A series of actions were completed in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint. When Ner 'zhul was sent flying, everyone was shocked to discover that Duke's doppelganger's Rising Dragon Palm had sent Ner' zhul right towards the giant hammer that was descending from the sky!
[Ultimate Holy Verdict]!
"Bang!"
It was an earth-shattering sound.
Even through clothes, skin, and muscles, everyone could clearly see that Theon's holy light had completely penetrated Ner 'zhul's body, from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.
"Woo …" Ner 'zhul did not even scream. He opened his hideous mouth full of fangs, but not a single word came out.
It was done!
Everyone knew the importance of Magic Circuits to a spell-type professional.
After encountering the Orc Warlock for the first time in the first year of the Dark Portal, the Dalajan mages waited impatiently for a long time before they successfully obtained an Orc Warlock's corpse. After dissecting it, they concluded that Orc Warlocks, like humans and elves, all had magic circuits.
Since the structure was the same, then Theon's holy light penetrated Ner 'zhul's body and killed his chance of survival.
What would happen to a mage's magic circuit when holy light, which did not belong to the natural elemental domain, wantonly rushed into it?
The consequence was a state of being unable to cast spells, even more serious than [Silence].
No one knew how many magic circuits Ner 'zhul had, but it was obvious that the circuits with the spine as the central axis had all collapsed under the impact of the ultra-high purity of the holy light.
Perhaps there would be other smaller magic circuits.
The main circuit had definitely collapsed!
Gavin Rad swung his hammer again. This was not an ordinary Holy Light attack, but a fatal strike with the power of lightning. Yes, strike while he's down. After hanging out with Duque for so long, Gavin Rad had become a little corrupted.
At this moment, the tusk ornaments on Ner 'zhul's waist suddenly shattered.
A few black shadows suddenly jumped out and shot towards the two paladins and the two rangers.
[Group Death Coil]!
[Death Coil] could be said to be a Warlock's life-saving move. As long as one was hit, not only would they lose control of their body due to fear and fall into a state of paralysis, the powerful dark energy could also forcibly convert 20% of the damage into the Warlock's vitality.
This was not just one shot, but four shots of [Death Coil].
Most importantly, an inanimate object would not be able to trigger [Death Coil].
It was conceivable that if the vitality of all four heroes was absorbed at the same time, Ner 'zhul would definitely recover in an instant.
At this critical moment, the movements of the four guys were surprisingly consistent. Their empty left hands directly fled to their waist pouches and threw a white fluffy thing towards the [Death Coil] that looked like a black skull.
"Squeak —" The small animals screamed at the same time, causing Ner 'zhul's face to turn pale. All that was left was despair.
[Death Coil] had indeed hit, but unfortunately, it had hit the little white mouse that had been prepared in advance.
The pitiful scapegoat turned into a dried rat as soon as his legs touched the ground, and he fell from the sky.
Ner 'zhul's heart was the same as these little guys, falling from mid-air into the abyss of despair.
Even this was predicted!?
Unwilling!
Unwilling!
Unwilling!
Ner 'zhul had never thought that a good time to trample on the field would turn into him stepping into his grave like an idiot.
What's going on?
Did Nefarian not have good intentions from the start to send me to my death?
How did he know that I would definitely not be able to defeat the people of Karazhan?
Or did he predict the existence of the Red Dragon Queen?
I don't understand! I don't understand!
So what if I don't understand?
Too! Too late! Too late!
I won't give him a chance to turn the tables!
The incomparably powerful Wild Arrow had arrived.
They perfectly bypassed the two Paladins beside Ner 'zhul and hit where they wanted to hit.
Like a target that had been nailed to a target, Ner 'zhul was hit by more than thirty arrows in the blink of an eye.
His whole body was nailed to the solid granite ground by a steel arrow that was more than half a meter long.
This was not the end. The two Paladins directly hammered down.
Bang! Two dull hammered down at the same time, making a sound as if it had been a single hit.
After a short period of paralysis, Ner 'zhul clearly felt that his right shoulder and right lung had completely collapsed. As for the abdomen that was hit by the heavy hammer, there was a hole on the left side of his waist. His intestines were squeezed out of the wound as if they were escaping!
"No —" The blood and lung debris that came out of his lungs quickly filled Ner 'zhul's throat. He could not even say half a word.
However, a mystic did not necessarily need words to activate magic.
In his mind that had not completely collapsed, Ner 'zhul said a few words:
The Dark Portal … Save me!
An accident that Duque absolutely did not want to see happened. The last sound that came out of Ner 'zhul's heart turned into a distant cry. It was not a cry of a human, a cry that was not a living thing.
It was a cry at the level of the soul.
However, it caused a reaction from the Dark Portal in the far away cursed land.
Rustle, rustle, rustle!
In the cursed land, every Orc that was camped along the south side of the Dark Portal ran out of their tents in horror because they felt the vibration from the Dark Portal.
The chiefs looked at the pillars on both sides of the Dark Portal in astonishment. The huge statue of the mage holding the sword was actually trembling slightly.
On the ground, the red gravel rose and fell like waves.
Everything seemed to be foreboding something.
All of a sudden, the Door of Darkness in the cursed land closed, and the tribe that was trapped there lost all the support from Draenor in an instant.
The Orcs cried out in shock.
The one who could not accept this fact was Duque. He opened his red eyes wide and watched as a huge awl-like unknown object pierced the sky above the platform.
A deep spatial passage that looked like a black hole opened in an instant.
The Dark Portal responded to Ner 'zhul's call and was using its incomparably brutal power to try to pull Ner' zhul back from the space of Karazhan.
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