When the two Great Demons were successfully separated, Duque let out a long sigh of relief.
The most disgusting thing about these two guys was that they both had [Imprints] that absorbed magic power.
It was true that most of the heroes on the side of the three-faction alliance had a lot of magic power. No matter how much magic power they had, they could not withstand the double burning of magic power from two different Great Demon Imprints.
Kazroga's imprint was fine. It burned a certain amount of magic power.
Kazroga's imprint was crazy. It actually burned a certain percentage of magic power.
The imprints of the two Great Demons piled together, and no one died after fighting for four rounds. This was actually a miracle. Of course, if it wasn't for the sense of crisis caused by the burning of too much magic power, it wouldn't have evolved into the previous chaotic fight where they killed one first.
It was completely conceivable that if Duque did not come out, they would fall into a desperate cycle of endless resurrection of the demons on the opposite side. As long as the first hero died, it would be the beginning of the collapse.
Now, it was completely different.
The changes brought about by the difference in the details were immediately felt when the first imprint descended thirty seconds after the start of the battle. Those who had magic circuits immediately found that their burden was reduced by more than half.
"Huh?" Everyone looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
In the previous few battles, because the imprints descended on all the strong people at the same time, no one felt any difference. Now, it was completely different.
Moreover, the distribution of combat power was also very interesting. It seemed that the number of people on both sides was the same, and the attacks seemed to be similar. In fact, the heroes fighting against Kazroga basically did not use skills to attack.
On Kazroga's side, except for Crazy Old Bull and Grom, who did not have magic circuits, who were attacking with all their might, the rest of the people were … slacking.
The real focus was on Duque's side.
Whether it was Duque, Jaina, Rhonin, Kaponia, or Solarian, they were all firing with all their might.
Compared to Kael'thas, who was only good at fire magic, the other Pharaoh mainly focused on arcane magic, so they had more magic power.
The storm of magic bombarded Khazroga's body, causing the huge demon to groan in pain.
Luo Ning's [Arcane Bomb] hit his shoulder, shattering his pauldron.
Without giving him any time to catch his breath, Jaina shot a [Frost Arrow] with all her might and completely froze his leg that was bent like a goat's leg.
Less than a tenth of a second later, Duque's layered [Arcane Shock] blasted Kazrockar's entire body backward and fell down. However, because his left leg was frozen, his huge body fell to the ground in a very comical manner, and his left leg was crushed underneath.
"Hmph!" Cirvanas exhaled and jumped into the air. With a [Triple Shot], three [Exorcism Arrows] with a length of more than one meter hit Kaz 'roga's huge bat wings.
Wo Jin, who had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time, rushed forward on the spot. The Dark Spear Troll's enchanted spear directly pierced through the Demon Lord's palm and nailed it to the ground.
Initially, Mograine wanted to follow up with another slash.
At this moment, Duque suddenly shouted, "Switch targets!"
The group of heroes who subconsciously wanted to follow up suddenly came to their senses and pulled back one after another, turning their firepower to Kazak.
Kaz 'roga struggled to get up, but he was held back by Mograine again.
He did this a few times.
Everyone didn't feel it at first, but they slowly realized what Duque was doing. This was to evenly distribute the damage suffered by the two Demon Lords.
Kazak and Kaz 'roga certainly knew what would happen next, but because they were too far away from each other, they had been held back by their respective sides and were unable to escape. They were simply unable to resist their own slide into the abyss of destruction.
In Duque's retina, Duque, who had the leader template loaded, constantly fine-tuned the data with his will.
After all, starting a team in reality was different from in the game. In the game, there would be a clear HP. However, in a battle in reality, a series of data such as the degree of damage to the opponent's armor, the condition of the body, the concentration of dark power flowing out, and other data could be used to make a relatively objective and vague judgment of how much HP was left.
At this time, Duque was simply using at least ten Radiant Moon Mages. He was also constantly commanding the overall situation and adjusting the distribution of combat power.
This was not an easy task.
In the game, Duque could use his identity as a team leader to teach disobedient team members a lesson.
In reality, Duque couldn't stop the Little Prince of Death from going crazy.
For example, Grom Hellscream. His attack was high, and he hit hard enough.
The problem was that this guy was too fierce. In the end, it was Cain who used his Berserker Warrior Body to carry the monster!
Grom was so fierce that Cain couldn't even hold him back. Kazak ignored the huge and unsightly Minotaur Chief and chased after Grom, slashing at him in a daze.
If it wasn't for the fact that Old Bull was asking for a beating in Kazak's eyes, and that Turayan would occasionally give Grom a [Protection Blessing] so that Kazak couldn't use the huge [Dragon King's Blade] to cut Grom, and Grom couldn't use [Blood Roar] to hit Kazak's face, who knew how Grom would die.
Well, this guy was the kind of guy who would run out of his coffin even if he didn't die completely.
Realizing that it was Turayan who stopped him and Kazak from hurting each other, Grom had the nerve to glare at Turayan fiercely.
Hmm, okay, I'll change the description. Grom was the kind of guy who couldn't even be suppressed by a coffin.
Finally, the time was right.
"Pull him together!" Duque ordered.
The two guys who were pulling the Demon Lord moved at the same time.
Cain suddenly slammed into Kazak, using his totem pole to push away Kazak's claws. Then, he rushed over and hugged Kazak's waist.
Even though he was less than half Kazak's height, he did something that no one could imagine. Kane slammed into Karzac, then turned around nimbly. In less than a second, he appeared behind Karzac, grabbed the root of Karzac's right wing with one hand, and grabbed Karzac's belt with the other.
"Hey-"
This was … lifting him up high?!
On the other side, Mograine directly used [Ashbringer] as a small hammer and hammered it into Kazak's chest.
At the same time, the two Demon Lords, who weighed more than ten tons, flew up. With the momentum of Mars colliding with Earth, they each crossed a distance of a hundred meters and crashed into each other.
The two Greater Demons screamed at the same time. They had just raised their claws in an attempt to break free from the awkward situation of the collision, but it was at this time that a figure in a blue and white robe appeared on their shoulders.
He held a staff in one hand and a sword in the other.
Duque smiled faintly. "Yo, you might die if I swing my sword!"
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