This was not an ordinary Fireball. It was summer, and an ordinary Fireball could easily cause a forest fire.
However, Duque's Fireball was different. The Fireball looked huge, and as soon as it hit, the zombies were instantly set ablaze.
Even Reynolds and Sally, who were more than ten meters away, subconsciously raised their hands to shield themselves from the scorching heat wave.
Just this power alone was enough to be more powerful than any Master Mage they had ever seen.
They wanted to observe Duque, the mysterious young mage, but the situation with the zombies quickly forced them to turn their attention.
Originally, Reynolds wanted to finish them off with a sword, such as killing the zombies that were not completely destroyed by the flames and were still charging at them.
Zombies did not feel pain. If they were really caught by a burning zombie, then the flames on their bodies would become a fatal weapon to kill Reynolds.
However, Duque's Fireball had unimaginable power. The flames quickly charred the zombies' muscles, turning them into human-shaped ashes.
Strangely, before the zombies fell to the ground, the flames on their bodies would be extinguished.
Soon, everything was silent.
There were no unpleasant roars from the zombies, no twitching of the zombies, not even the sound of flames gnawing on corpses or wooden houses.
The hot summer wind blew slowly, making a sigh in the forest.
No matter who this mysterious young mage called Duque was, Reynolds and Sally were glad to see that the zombies were all burned to ashes.
Duque did not answer Sally's question about who he was.
He did not look good. He had thought that he had returned early. At least the Scourge Army had not started to wreak havoc, so there should be no big problem. After all, Kel 'Thuzad had been tricked by Duque more than ten years ago, and even his soul had been worn away by the Holy Light. Even if there was a Cursing Sect, they should not be too strong.
Now, it did not seem to be the case.
This was not the level of the Cursing Sect using human subjects for experiments.
This should be considered the outbreak of the Scourge, even if it was only in the early stages.
Suddenly, the sound of fierce fighting came with the wind.
There were people being attacked? And there were quite a few of them!?
Duque frowned and turned his head. "Protect yourselves."
Without looking back, he used [Blink] to leave.
It was a [Blink] that covered a distance of more than 30 meters. When Duque reappeared 30 meters away, he seemed to curse, ran a few steps, and then [Blink] again.
In their eyes, Duque was already a monstrous existence.
Reynolds turned his head. "If he had wanted to make a move on you not long ago …"
Sally smiled bitterly. "How would I know? Fortunately, he is on the side of the humans. "
"What do we do now?"
Sally said firmly, "Follow them."
"But we're not here to …"
"We're just trainees. The order wasn't given to us, was it? As a believer of the Holy Light, I cannot allow myself to stand by and do nothing. " Sally smiled, and her snow-white short hair gave off a kind of holiness that Reynolds had always been secretly fascinated by.
Reynold roughly wiped off the disgusting liquid that stuck to his body and sword, and ran in the direction that Duque disappeared in.
It didn't take them long to reach their destination.
It was a very tragic battlefield.
On the main road, there were at least hundreds of zombies surrounding a carriage. The carriage should belong to a High Noble, because other than High Nobles, no one would have more than 30 guards and a Magician as a bodyguard.
This team of guards looked well-trained, but the difference in strength between them and the enemy was too great. If it wasn't for the huge fireballs that kept shooting out from the carriage, the pitiful circular formation of the guards would have been broken long ago.
Even so, looking at the huge crisscrossing claw marks on the carriage, one could tell that the line of defense of the carriage had actually been broken.
A chill rose from Reynold's tailbone to his head.
Damn it! This is the main road that connects the Dalajan and Torrential Fortress! I just passed by here yesterday, when did there become so many living dead?
The only fortunate thing was that with Du Ke's arrival, the situation of the caravan being besieged had changed greatly.
Three Fire Walls rose outside the carriage, and every zombie that dared to rush into the Fire Walls would be burned to ashes within a few steps, turning into a pile of black charcoal.
Even though the zombies were still charging at the carriage, the guards of the carriage let out a sigh of relief when an Advanced Magician came to their rescue.
Standing on the hill, Duque flicked his fingers continuously, and fireballs rained down on the group of zombies. Each fireball was just right, and several zombies were instantly smashed into pieces.
After a few minutes, the world was quiet.
After the Fire Walls were down, two of the surviving guards walked over, as if they wanted to thank Duque.
However, Duque used [Flash], bypassed the two guards, and went straight to the front of the carriage.
His sudden action caused the guards to be on their guard.
These days, the world was not fair.
Not everyone who would stand by and watch someone die was a scoundrel.
Not everyone who saved you must be a Saint.
The remaining guards did not raise their swords, but each of them looked at Duque with vigilance. Although these faces were young, and none of them were middle-aged, their calm aura told Duque that each of them had been on the battlefield and seen blood.
"This … Sir Magician!" Seeing Duque's linen clothes, the leader of the guards could not associate Duque with those noble Magicians who wore luxurious Magician robes. Unfortunately, Duque's powerful magic was an indisputable fact. Therefore, the leader of the guards tried to use more respectful and tactful words.
Duque was very excited.
Yes! That's right!
It had been ten years since he left the World of Azeroth.
Although ten years could not be said to have changed the world, many things had changed greatly.
For example, the death of King Laing.
He did not know how many traces he had left in this world.
In front of him was a group of guards who had hidden their markings, but when he saw the familiar insignia on the guards' bodies, he could no longer control his emotions.
Ignoring the nervous guards, Duque walked to the carriage with his head held high and cleared his throat.
"An old friend is visiting! Excuse me, who is the current head of the Marcus Family in Stormwind? "
There was silence in the carriage, but three seconds later, an excited female voice was heard.
"It was me, but now … it's you."
Huh!?
Before Duque could react, he only saw the carriage door suddenly burst open, and then a slim figure, like a moth flying into a flame, threw herself at Duque.
The confused Duque had a terrible intimate contact with the back of his head against the black ground.
The next moment, he felt a soft and sweet touch on his lips.
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