What exactly was integrity?
This was an extremely mysterious question.
A person without integrity was definitely a hooligan.
A person full of integrity was probably a saint.
But if a person with integrity was always randomly fluctuating, only God knew if he was a human or not.
In Antonidas' eyes, Duque was a collection of super contradictions.
He had seen Duque, who was full of holiness and was even more saintly than a saint.
He had also seen Duque, who hid the fact that Deathwing was the Lord of Presto, and even tricked his own leader, Terenas, and the traitorous version of Duque who had kidnapped the princess.
After all, he had known Duque for more than ten years, and he had known Krasus for more than thirty years. Now that Krasus had suddenly changed his style, and this experienced magic dragon changed his previous strategy, his rich combat experience saved the life of this old Mage and new Grand Lich.
Attack!
Just as expected!
Keenly aware of the inconspicuous but real magic fluctuations behind him, Antonidas immediately used [Blink] to leave where he was.
Sure enough, less than a tenth of a second after he left.
A shining golden hand made of magic suddenly appeared where he was just a moment ago. Five fingers that were condensed with powerful magic quickly closed, but unfortunately, they grabbed nothing. The great power that was enough to instantly crush an ogre into meat paste was useless.
"This is …" Antonidas's ashen face twitched.
What a waste!
There was no sense of beauty at all. A huge amount of magic was injected into a large model of a hand without any skill.
If it wasn't Duque who cast the spell, Antonidas would definitely feel the deepest disdain and contempt for this spell that seemed to be only at the level of a magic apprentice.
Why did one need to chant to cast a spell?
Why did the more powerful the spell, the longer the chanting time?
For thousands of years, countless magic apprentices had asked their mentors this question.
Third-rate mentors would tell their students that this was how the magic was developed by the predecessors of the path of magic, and that it was not allowed to change. Then, when the students asked questions such as why they could use Metamagic Abilities to shorten the casting time, they would become speechless.
On the other hand, the first-rate Academy Mages would carefully analyze the components of this spell with their disciples.
Opening a tunnel in the Elements Realm with magic and attracting the elemental power was indeed the core of the spell.
But that was not the most important part.
The most important part was the additional incantations that shaped the elements, stabilized their characteristics, and indicated their targets. These incantations actually limited the range and function of the magic, making the magic more controllable and safer.
However, what Duque was doing now had almost overturned most of the magic knowledge and theories.
First, it was a Flaming Hand, then ten, then a hundred …
In the beginning, it was still barely taking shape, but in the end, it was simply throwing fire elements at Antonidas. It was as if I was the one who had opened the dam. I didn't care how the downstream would be flooded!
In the sky, a large stretch of beach near the southeast had turned into a sea of fire.
The seawater evaporated, and the high temperature of the steam, which was hot enough to burn and choke mortals to death, filled the entire sky. However, it condensed in an entire area and did not dissipate. With Antonidas as the center, the beach with a radius of more than five kilometers was surrounded by a small volcano.
The small volcanoes spewed golden flames into the sky.
Antonidas was about to go mad from the indignation.
As a veteran Breaking Dawn, even though many of his magic circuits had been stripped away by Duque, he still used his rich knowledge and the mana stored in the Dalajan Mage Tower to quickly replenish his lost magic circuits. He could announce without exaggeration that he would not be afraid of any Breaking Dawn Mage he met.
But now, he felt a tremble from the depths of his soul.
For a moment, he almost thought that he was fighting against Anastrian at his peak, and not a mere Radiant Moon Duque.
"Impossible!" He subconsciously shouted, but immediately slapped his own mouth, "But if it's Duque …"
The various miracles of Duque in the past surfaced in his mind.
He still remembered that in the Broken Ridge of the Alterac Mountains, Duke had borrowed his magic power to create an ice tornado that cut down hundreds and thousands of young and young Red Dragons …
He could still remember that when he faced the Dark Portal that even he was afraid of, it was also Duke who used his extraordinary control over his power to close the portal that connected the two worlds …
He still remembered that when the Dalajan had fallen, the Mage Towers had suddenly gone out of control, causing the Calamity Army's encirclement to turn into a battle of attrition.
Now that he thought about it, Duque was not that good in a one-on-one fight, but once he was given power, his battle strength would skyrocket. He could practically fly!
At this moment, Antonidas wished that there was medicine for regret in this world. He would definitely buy one even if he had to spend all his fortune.
It was a good thing that he and Arthis had forced Anastrian to surrender. Arthis advancing at the front and destroying the defenses of the Sunwell Plateau was also a good thing for the Calamity Army.
Who would have thought that making the Sunwell lose its core master would instead give Duque an opportunity to take advantage of? Without a controller, Duque could easily control the mana veins flowing out of the Sunwell.
Because of the natural restraints, the two Great Liches were no match for Duque, who had mastered the mana of the Sunwell tributary, even though they had Breaking Dawn mana.
They would be so stupid as to give their knives to Duque and then offer their necks to him.
For a second, Antonidas almost wanted Arthis to stop advancing and return to deal with Duque first. Unfortunately, it was impossible to think about it.
Invading the Sunwell was the highest-level mission that the Lich King had ordered. Arthis would not care no matter how many sacrifices he had to make.
He had sensed the Sun King escape just now, and in less than three seconds, the Lich King's soul punishment had arrived. Now, the soul circuits of the entire Calamity Army's higher-ups were filled with Anastrian's screams.
"Duque! I'll fight you to the death! " Antonidas roared. He gathered every drop of dark power he could and flashed in the direction that he had sensed.
"Fight? How are you going to fight me? " On the beach, at the crater of a huge volcano that was at least ten stories high, the mana of the Sunwell, which could not be measured, was spewing out crazily.
Miraculously, almost every trace of the mana bypassed Duque, who was in the middle of the crater. It brushed past Duque and sprayed into the air before transforming into various forms and smashing at Antonidas.
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