How many decades are there in life?

Even Duke, who is theoretically immortal and has an endless life, does not have a decade to squander in such a dangerous world as Azeroth. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Duke encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation in the void of Karazan and could not make any progress in his cultivation, Duke could once live a depraved life of flying double every day.

Even Alexstasa once said to Duke himself, "You are too anxious! Not only do you lack the accumulation of magic power, but you also lack the proficiency and sufficient experience of using magic power." I know that you are a genius, but no matter how talented you are, you will not be able to accomplish the accumulation of a hundred years of mortals in ten years. ”

Duke shook his head and didn't give up trying to keep trying.

Don't you see the situation in the original later history, where 'demigods are not as good as dogs, and ancient gods are everywhere'?

Didn't you see that even the Creation Titans knelt down one after another?

Don't you see that almost all of the guardian dragons have fallen?

But Duke didn't!

It is this prophetic prescience that makes his whole person full of hunger and thirst for strength all year round.

Unable to accumulate more mana and transform the mana in his body from quantitative to qualitative, Duke quietly pondered his own path.

Am I really a genius mage with some kind of frost and flame body, specializing in some kind of magic, and being gifted?

I'm a true master of magic, no matter how long or obscure, or how incredible any magic is, can I understand it all at once?

Am I a lucky boy who has great luck, hits the jackpot every day, has adventures every week, opens treasures every year, and can do anything?

Every time I ask myself, I get a negative answer.

So how did I get into such a high position?

There are two answers: one is the deep memory of the original history. The second is the omnipotent system wizard in terms of data.

As a powerful mage who planted flags at the gate of Ironforge Castle in the game and dueled more than a thousand times before crossing over, Duke can be said to have abused warriors, played thieves, and beat hunters, and almost all nine professions at that time.

Except for a slut priest who is only willing to plant a flag with him on the edge of the cliff of Ironforge Castle, and will find a way to throw Duke under the cliff with [mind control] in a duel......

Except for the shameless warlocks who are only willing to take the High Demon Hellhound to duel with the mage......

Duke really wasn't afraid of anyone.

At the end of the day, one conclusion is drawn - the essence of a mage has never been in its ability to deal damage, but in control.

When it comes to control over the enemy, combined with the system elves as their greatest strength, what can be born?

The answer is coming!

If it is said that in the battle, whoever has the most strength is the winner, then there is no need to fight at all, everyone plays melee than muscles, and plays magic than magic, directly compare, and the winner can pretend to be forced immediately, and the loser will get out on the spot.

Duke's eyes narrowed, staring coldly into the sky.

Backed by a cloud of ice mist, Antonidas stood proudly in the air. When he heard that Duke had practiced a new move, he also smiled: "New move? Very good! I would like to see what new moves you can come up with, a genius mage who has never worshipped any master and has reached the peak of Huiyue by just touching yourself." ”

"You won't be disappointed. Duke smiled indifferently.

"Hmph—"

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly burst, and a pillar of frost light like thunder fell, falling on the Great Lich, as if he was clothed in an incomparably large frost robe entwined with crystal snowflakes.

"Whew!"

The sleeves of the Great Lich's robes fluttered in the wind.

This Sun-level magic that was about to be used seemed to have the power of heaven and earth, because even several Huiyue mages who were fighting thousands of meters away could clearly feel that the fire element in the atmosphere was being rapidly withdrawn, no, maybe it was also repulsion.

All in all, within a kilometer radius of Duke and Antonidas, there was not a single drop of fire elemental. The power that Duke drew from the Sunwell branch dissipated in less than a hundredth of a second after reaching the surface.

"I'd like to see now how you, a mere Radiant Moon Mage, can resist my strongest magic without the support of an external force-" Antonidas's roar resounded through the four fields, and the dry finger that only left the epidermis pointed at Duke in the distance: "Go!"

Go?

What to go?

Immediately, everyone's questions were answered.

Suddenly, a wolf howl could be heard in the distance.

In less than three seconds, one after another howls resounded through the sky, and the distant wolf howls seemed to be approaching this side at some alarming speed. It only took a moment for the howl to come to my ears clearly.

The sky began to tremble, and it was clear that there could be no creature running or walking in the sky, but all you heard was the sound of hooves like thousands of horses galloping.

Mograine, who was leading the army forward, suddenly pulled the reins of his warhorse, causing the Holy Light Warhorse to stop. The face of the middle-aged paladin, who was not wearing a helmet, couldn't help but change slightly. Not only did he and all the knights around him stop at the same time, but even the army of the High Elves also stopped, and more than 200,000 people looked in the direction of the wolf howl.

Snow white wolves, for people living in the land of ice and snow, snow wolves or something are not uncommon.

But ordinary wolves can't fly.

This made even those who knew best what the creature was coming from were unsure.

It was a pack of wolves soaring through the sky, shuttling back and forth, drawing a dazzling white line.

By form alone, they are the wolves of Northrend.

But their massive bodies, and the extreme cold magic that haunted them, made everyone uncertain.

If you don't get it right, starting today, the entire Eastern Kingdom Continent will probably start to spread legends about these terrifying creatures.

The Northrender wolf is not scary.

Blizzard magic alone isn't scary.

However, when Antonidas smashed countless ice edges with the technique of [Blizzard], and each ice edge had the soul of a wolf, he knew how to divide and attack, find flaws, and hunt in groups. Coupled with the terrifying dark magic bestowed by the Lich King, the power of this combination has skyrocketed a hundred times compared to the combat power of the previous wolves?

"If you don't want to be torn to pieces and then resurrected as a lich in agony, then go to His Majesty the Great Lich King!" shouted Antonidas.

"Poof!" Duke laughed, "I'm not going to take refuge with a man I've abused like a dog." ”

"Hmph, then don't blame me!"

More than a hundred Northrend-shaped ice wolves pounced on Duke.

In the midst of the pounce, Duke gently reached out and grabbed it, and the world around him shook slightly. Duke's magic power was obviously not strong, and it was like grabbing the silk thread connected to the puppet, and dozens of giant wolves directly dissipated into the air.