Antonidas did not try to bypass Crassus and directly bombard the ships of the Union. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Crassus is not a bird at all, if you want to fight, you can fight, and if I find a flaw, I will give you a hard blow.

Taking advantage of the powerful spell of the Great Lich, the red dragon came up with a bite and almost bit off the Great Lich's rotten left thigh.

Obviously, the advantage is obvious, but the big lich can't make an inch.

This is the dragon at the top of the Azeroth bio chain - incredibly difficult!

This stalemate made Arthas a little crazy, and he had to send a magic message to the Sun King: "Anastrian, what are you doing? Isn't it just a Radiant Moon-level Duke? Hurry up and pack him up and come over." ”

Packing up Duke?

How to receive?

Listening to the death order from the soul level, looking at Duke, whose magic power was skyrocketing, the Sun King was confused.

In one day, he was humiliated twice.

If he lost to Antonidas half a day ago because of his old age, he obviously guarded an almost inexhaustible mana leyline of the sunwell, but he was defeated because of his lack of efficiency in pumping mana.

Then the disadvantage at this moment can really be said to be self-inflicted.

Transformed into the Great Lich, the bottleneck of his transformation of magic power has disappeared, and his efficiency has increased by an unknown number of times.

Unfortunately, if the power of darkness is negative energy, the sunwell's sun-like magic is a typical positive energy.

Who would have thought that his dignified landlord for thousands of years, as the master of the sunwell, would be unable to perfectly control the sunwell because of the transformation of his physical attributes, and Duke, a conspirator, would steal control and come to be an anti-guest?

If Duke had come earlier, perhaps Anastrian would have been able to harden Alsace and Antonidas.

If Duke had come later, Arthas would have successfully corrupted the Sunwell with Frostmourn, transforming its power into evil magic that Anastrian could wield at will, and beating Duke to the ground.

It's just that Duke is this bone joint, stuck when he is at his weakest, so he can't do anything at all.

To make matters worse, he simply couldn't resist the order from Arthas, the soul punishment from a higher level, which he could not bear as a servant.

He almost fell to his knees on the spot.

He struggled, as if to make his posture less ugly, and the act added to his pain violently, and Anastrian burst out with a scream from the deepest part of his soul, a roar of intense anger through his vocal cords, which radiated not only his pain, but also the aftermath of the stinking dark power.

The black aura was visible to the naked eye, like water streaks, and spread out from his mouth in waves.

The Sun King raised his staff in one hand and made a summoning motion with the other, pulling the entire palace out of the peaceful embrace of death.

The palace suddenly burst with a neutral arcane glow.

And several fallen councillors behind him also suddenly realized, and they all launched [flashes] to leave the palace gate, which was located in the towers in all corners of the palace.

The Sun King's reliance, of course, is more than just a solar well mana leyline.

The entire Sun-Chasing Royal Court is a royal palace on the surface, but in fact it is a mage tower that belongs only to him.

Unable to resist Arthas's orders, he had to take a gamble that Duke didn't fully control the mana leyline that stretched out from the Sunwell.

As long as Duke's power is weakened or flawed, he is 100% sure that Duke, the hateful spoiler, will be killed to the scum.

With a flick of Duke, several Ranger generals led by Sylvanas and Lilath had a few more magic shields on their bodies, and slowly floated backwards.

It's Duke protecting them.

Pursing her lips, obviously with embarrassment on her face, Sylvanas finally spoke: "Be careful!"

A thousand words, all in the word careful.

Duke turned around and smiled, "I will." ”

Just the simplest of responses and a gentle smile, Sylvanas had the feeling that something was touching his heart.

Bastard!

That's the Sun King!

An old powerhouse who has reigned on the entire continent for thousands of years, and is second only to the guardian of the world in strength!

Are you so sure?

Are you so confident in harnessing the rampaging Sunwell Mana leylines?

Bastard, don't you be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things?

In Sylvanas's heart, the grief and anger of a moment ago all turned into worry at this moment, and even she didn't realize that her eyes could no longer leave Duke's back.

Looking at the lion's head image magic cloak with a blue background and gold rimmed around in the wind behind Duke, before he knew it, Sylvanas's eyes were blurred......

Duke, there's no time to worry about others.

Facing a true Archmage of the Sunrise is definitely the biggest challenge since Duke crossed over.

Even if he stole the magic leyline of the Sunwell, even if he had the assistance of the system, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Every veteran powerhouse has countless hole cards, and if you are not careful, you will kneel.

Resurrection is not a panacea, especially when Duke is dealing with a mage-turned-evil-turned-sunburst powerhouse. Warlocks at the master level or above are masters of playing with souls, and Duke can't help but feel a numb scalp just thinking about this.

How terrifying the mage who mastered the magic of both the mage and the warlock profession was, now Duke had to truly experience it.

Duke held his hands straight to his chest, palms facing down, not only manipulating, but also feeling the magic pulsating from the sunwell.

The sun shines on all things, bringing warmth and light to all living beings on the land of Azeroth.

The calmness and warmth that the Sunwell has always shown to outsiders are the result of solidifying and stabilizing the complex and powerful magic circle. The true sunwell is never a docile lord.

The Sun Well is not so much a well as a huge and unstable nuclear reactor.

Soaring like the sun.

There is an irregular rush of energy all the time.

Some of them are like waves crashing on the shore, and the impact and shock can be imagined.

There was a small amount of shockwave, but it was as shocking as if the sky was falling apart.

Without a power far beyond the mortal world, let alone control, just touching this power may be counterattacked, and even devoured to the point that there is not even scum left.

However, in Duke's hands, the power of the sunwell was suddenly divided into twelve categories according to its attributes.

Just as the light of the Sun-Chasing Court was in full bloom, Duke was slowly lifted into the air by the golden, substantial, magical power.

At Duke's feet, a ladder stretched like a staircase to the front of the royal court, and there were twelve incomparably huge magical steps.

Duke, who was covered in golden light, as if a god had descended into the world, slowly spoke.

"Anastrian, don't say I won't give you a chance. Let's do whatever it takes. ”