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But Duke's fireball was different, the big fireball seemed to be huge, and as soon as it smashed over, these zombies all burned violently in an instant.

The scorching wave of air rebounded, and even Renault and Sari, who were more than ten meters away, subconsciously raised their hands to block it.

This power alone was stronger than any mage they had ever seen.

It's tempting to observe Duke, a mysterious young mage, but what happens on the zombies quickly forces them to turn their attention.

Originally, Renault also wanted to make up for a sword or something, such as killing the living corpses that were not completely destroyed by the flames and were still rushing towards them.

Zombies don't feel pain, and if they are really picked up by a burning zombie, then the flames on their bodies will become a lethal weapon to kill Renault.

But Duke's fireball was incredibly powerful, and the tongue of fire quickly scorched the zombies' muscles, turning them into clumps of humanoid ashes.

What is extremely strange is that the flames on each zombie's body are bound to be extinguished before they fall to the ground.

Soon, everything fell silent.

There is no unpleasant roar of zombies, no incessant twitching of the living dead, not even the crackling of flames gnawing at corpses or wooden houses.

The hot summer breeze blew slowly, making a sigh-like sound through the forest.

Whoever the mysterious young mage named Duke was, Renaud and Sally were glad to see the living corpses burned to ashes.

Duke did not respond to Sally's question of who he was.

His face was very bad, he thought that he had come back early, at least the Scourge Legion had not started to wreak havoc, it should be no big problem, after all, Kel'thugad was abused by Duke more than ten years ago, and even his soul was consumed by the Holy Light. It stands to reason that even if there is a cursed sect, it shouldn't be too strong.

Now it doesn't seem like that.

This is not at all the extent that the Cursed Sect is experimenting with human beings.

This should be considered a natural disaster, even if it is still in its infancy.

Suddenly, there was a fierce fighting sound in the wind.

And there are still a lot of people attacked!?

Duke frowned, turned his head and said, "You guys protect yourselves." ”

He didn't look back, and left directly.

It was a [flash] more than thirty meters away, and when Duke appeared thirty meters away, he seemed to curse, ran a few steps, and then another [flash].

In the eyes of Renault and the others, Duke is already a monster.

Renault turned his head: "If he wanted to do something to you not long ago......"

Sally smiled wryly: "How do I know." Thankfully, though, he's on the side of humanity. ”

"What do we do now?"

Sally was firm: "Keep up." ”

"But we're not here to ......"

"We're just apprentices, and orders aren't given to us, are they? Sally smiled, and set off her short snowy hair, a holiness that Renault had always been secretly fascinated by.

Renault roughly wiped away the disgusting slurry stuck to his body and sword, and ran forward in the direction Duke had disappeared.

It didn't take long for them to reach their destination.

It was a very tragic battlefield.

On the avenue, at least hundreds of zombies are besieging a carriage. The carriage was supposed to belong to a high nobleman, because no one other than the high nobleman would have an escort of more than thirty people, and a magician as a bodyguard.

The convoy looked well-trained, but the disparity between the enemy and our strength was so great that if it weren't for the huge fireballs shooting out of the carriage one after another, the poor circle formed by the guards would have been broken long ago.

Even so, seeing the huge scratches crisscrossing the carriage, you can know that in fact, the defense line of the carriage has also been breached.

A chill rose from Reynolds' tail to the door of his head.

Hell, this is the main road connecting Dalaran and Fort Riptide! I only walked here yesterday, when did there have so many living dead?

The only good thing is that the situation of the convoy under siege has been greatly improved by the arrival of Duke.

Three walls of fire rose outside the carriage, and every zombie that dared to rush into the wall of fire would be burned in a matter of steps, turning into a pile of charred coal.

Although the familiar bodies of the zombies continued to charge towards the carriage, the help of a high-ranking mage still greatly relieved the guards of the carriage.

Standing on the hill, Duke flicked his fingers, and fireballs rained down on the zombies. With just the right fireball, each shot made several zombies scatter in an instant.

After a few minutes, the world was quiet.

When the wall of fire was lowered, the surviving guards came over in two, as if to thank Duke.

However, Duke flashed past the two guards and went straight to the carriage.

His abrupt actions made the guards suddenly alarmed.

In these years, the world is uneven.

Not every guy who dies and doesn't save him must be a villain.

Not everyone who saves you must be a saint.

The remaining guards didn't raise their swords, but everyone watched Duke warily. Although these faces were young, none of them were middle-aged, but their calm momentum told Duke that everyone here had been on the battlefield and seen blood.

"This ...... Your Excellency Mage!" Seeing the sackcloth cloak on Duke's body, the leading guard chief really couldn't connect Duke with those noble mages in gorgeous mage robes. Unfortunately, Duke's powerful magic is an indisputable fact. So the chief of the guard chose as much more respectful and tactful language as possible.

Duke was quite excited.

That's right!

It's been ten years since he left the world of Azeroth.

Ten years may not be a great success, but many things have changed dramatically.

It's like the death of King Lane.

He didn't 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 that the guards were in a more secret position and had a familiar emblem, he could no longer control his feelings.

Ignoring the nervous guards, Duke strode over to the carriage and cleared his throat.

"The old man is visiting, may I ask, who is the head of the Marcus family in the Stormwind Kingdom now?"

There was silence in the carriage, but three seconds later, an excited female voice was heard.

"It used to be me, but now ...... It's you. ”

Ha!?

Before Duke could react, he saw the door of the carriage suddenly slam open, and then a slender figure swooped down on Duke like a moth to a fire.

A bewildered Duke made a terrible intimate encounter with the back of his head with the black earth.

In the next moment, there was a soft and sweet touch on my lips. (To be continued.) )