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It is so powerful that even a warrior who is recognized as powerful in aristocratic circles cannot shake it, and even a slap that is not even a formal attack can smash a person's head into a rotten watermelon.

A four-legged canine-like demon opened its huge mouth and swallowed the whole person, along with the armor and blade in its hand, as if the terrifying teeth of a grinding plate crushed the body and metal, and the dying wail of the guards always lingered in the ears.

When I see such a picture and hear such a sound, I can't stop shaking my hands and feet just by imagining that I am face to face with such a thing.

Something like that was born was actually made by my dearest relatives.

Not only did the gigantic demons spread their slaughter towards the damned Bloodsail Pirates, but they also extended their claws of death to those who were originally 'their own people'.

There is no distinction between friend and foe, and killing is all based on preference.

It's a nightmare.

The nightmare of partiality seems to be never-ending.

Resistance is meaningless, and all those who resist have been crushed to the slag.

There is no point in escaping, because the two boats are so big that there is nowhere to escape.

Every survivor is a wretched creature waiting in despair for when the final judgment will come.

At this moment, a glittering divine being descended from the sky.

Looking up blankly, he recognized it as the brilliance of the mage's unique arcane power.

Who will be a powerful mage?

After forcibly recruiting nearly all of the nobles' personal mages, the Stormwind Kingdom's war on the spell level was still lost. The royal mage group of the Stormwind Kingdom has died in name only.

There are only a few high-level mages who are still active on the front line of the battlefield.

Obviously, it was the last thing the nobles wanted to see - Duke Marcus, the king of the sea.

It is ironic that the sworn enemies in the aristocratic camp, who are recognized as mortal enemies who will never be reconciled, have become the biggest saviors to save themselves. Of course, this is only for those nobles who are still alive.

The nobles who are still alive at the moment do not even have a percent.

Quite simply, the demons that came out of Karazan easily developed followers among these people whose hearts were corrupted, and even directly transformed into demons.

A pure heart is the most powerful line of defense, and it took decades for Medivan, a saint-like Madison, even the Burning Legion boss Sargeras, to complete the corrosion of Medivan's heart. It's still not an incomplete version, because at the end of the end, Lao Mai still jumped out and gave Mr. Sa a big bang that fell into the well.

But when it comes to nobles with pure hearts, Duke is hehe.

Not every nobleman is qualified to be a paladin, not every nobleman is named Berval Vortagen.

When the pirates slaughtered the nobles, most of them were desperately protected by the guards and gathered together. When the pirate's butcher's knife saw the necks of these nobles who had actually turned into demons, it was naturally the demons who jumped out to reveal their true bodies.

So in the case of crowding, the demon blooms directly in the center of the crowd, how many people can survive?

Anyway, when Duke landed on this ship, he didn't see any nobles alive...... Oh, survive in human form.

"Duke-Marcus-"

It was a roaring wave of air that came like a storm and a mighty wave.

Well, Duke was a little hard to hear, so he plucked his ear with his little finger.

"Someone called me just now?"

"Bastard-you're! It's all your fault!"

Duke was dismissive of this demonic monster that was more than three meters tall and had a typical blue demon guard body, but with a nondescript human head.

Duke snorted, and suddenly a huge block of ice rose under his feet, raising Duke's body like a high platform. In the blink of an eye, Duke was already standing on a two-meter-high platform.

So that he could look down on the demon.

"Ah, sorry, you're too short for me to see. ”

"You're presumptuous—" The demon pounced.

"It's you who are presumptuous!" A mysterious azure magic array suddenly appeared in front of Duke, and a powerful [Arcane Impact] turned into a huge fist, knocking the pounced demon back faster than when it came.

"Ping-pong!" The demon that crashed into the cabin knocked over and broke a lot of things, but the demon quickly crawled out again.

"Oh, it's you, Sir Fam Brando, we haven't seen each other for more than half a year. Why haven't you seen you for a while, you're ugly?" Duke, under the watchful eyes of dozens of survivors on the decks of the two ships, mercilessly mocked the already demonized Famm Brando.

"I'm going to rip off your skin to make a carpet—" Fam snarled, and rushed over again, but this time he didn't charge like a brute force, and could see the black glow on his paws.

Unfortunately, the gap is too big.

Fam Brando, who was kicked out of the Storm King's Spell Academy by Duke in disguise, missed last year's Dalaran enrollment, and as a result, Sir Brando was still only a magic apprentice before he became a demon.

Demons are also divided into three, six, nine, and so on. The stronger the existence becomes a demon, the stronger it becomes.

It seems that a guy with average qualifications like Fam has been abandoned for more than half a year, how strong can he be?

Not to mention that Duke is now a Sky Mage, even if Duke is an Earth Mage, he can easily beat him.

The hands of the twelve mages immediately appeared, and the arcane missiles they fired were already at the level of a rainstorm for Fam.

"Puff puff puff—"

Everyone around was stunned. The terrible demon that they saw as invincible and unrivaled was just a target in Duke's hands.

Each Arcane Missile can easily blow a muscle on Brando's arm or thigh directly into powder. As many missiles as they were fired, there were as many holes or gaps as there were in Brando's body.

"Ahhh

In less than ten seconds, Brando had become a human stick, oh no, a demon stick.

His hands and feet were severed, and terrifying blood holes the size of human fists appeared on his body, and blue and purple demonic blood was gushing from each of them.

Even so, Brando is not dead.

Writhing on the ground in pain, wriggling his scarred body like a worm, Fam Brando laughed maniacally.

"Hahaha! Duke, after all, you're just a dirty person like me. What are you talking about the saints who save the world, what are the heroes who fight against the orcs? Are you not full of revenge and hatred like me!?hahahaha! I look down on hypocrites like you the most. I know you're not going to let me go, so I'll be waiting for you in hell!hahahahaha!"

Suddenly, a huge ice coffin enveloped Brando, ending the demon's life.

Looking at the flaming warships in the distance, Duke said to himself, "I just killed a demon, but this demon happens to be called Fam Brando." (To be continued.) )