On the endless snowfield of death, Duke's figure is so lonely and helpless. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The aura of the commander of the alliance and the brilliance of the legendary hero all seemed to fade at this moment.

The only thing Duke can rely on is himself.

"Duke...... Do you have to struggle in vain, what is the point of your resistance in the face of His Majesty's might?" Antonidas's voice echoed throughout the white world, a loud voice that sent pain to Duke's ear drums.

"Nima, isn't it the little brother of the younger brother of the family, you Naaozu also have to kneel in front of me, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending. Duke couldn't help but complain.

The sky suddenly swelled, black clouds so thick that they almost turned solid.

Well, it is clear that Antonidas, who incarnated himself into heaven and earth, has a black face.

Although he didn't like to look up, Duke still looked up at the sky, and he looked at the world as much as he looked at Antonidas.

Suddenly, Duke felt a little pity for the former Coalition veteran.

Duke is not a saint and cannot save everyone in front of the aggressive forces of darkness, especially if fate changes drastically.

Compared with the now depraved Antonidas, the original ending in history where Arthas killed him and turned into a ghost wandering the ruins of Dalaran seems to be a little more glorious and great.

"Alas!" said Duke.

If Antonidas had been alone with him in a place far away from the sunwell, or in a field of absence, he would have been abused like a dog. Duke may not even be able to escape his soul after losing a small life.

Antonidas pulled him into an immature realm for Mao?

If this is a realm that has really been tempered and condensed after continuous improvement, it belongs only to Antonidas personally. It's hard to say, it's Duke who is going to kneel this time.

This realm, on the surface, maximizes his ice and snow magic, and completely rejects all forces other than ice and death. In fact, this world is not Antonidas' home in the true sense of the word. This is just the realm that the Lich King Neozu has woven through the vehicle of Antonidas with the laws of the Lich King.

"Antonidas!" Duke couldn't help but sigh, his eyes full of pity.

"What!?" the veteran Dawn Archmage was slightly stunned, his face full of vigilance.

Then he saw Duke's eyes change, he became cold, he became mechanical.

He didn't know what it was, and if he knew, he would have stopped Duke in the first place.

At this moment, there are many green spots of light pouring down in Duke's retina from top to bottom. This is naturally the data provided by the system sprite that has been completely integrated with Duke's soul.

After the transformation of the system, the entire world is no longer what it looks like with the naked eye.

It was a digital world made up of countless zeros and 1s.

In a world that is completely transformed into binary, every drop of Antonidas's magic flow cannot hide from Duke's system-enhanced eyes.

Duke spoke, his voice muffled and full of regret: "We could have been old friends, but every time, you treated my aid as a bargain. So you don't owe me anything, and I don't owe you anything. Just let me end it all. ”

As he spoke, Duke slowly raised his arm and stretched out his palm to shake it into the void.

The clenched palm was clearly grasping only the air in front of him, and in an inconspicuous void in the remote distance, there was something that showed a finger print that was exactly the same as Duke's hand.

Antonidas condensed his face in mid-air, and it was clear that the old lich had almost popped out his eyes in fright. There was indescribable horror and panic in his voice: "This ...... How do you know?"

Duke raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Actually, you are the inexperienced guy." You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't use your magic circuit pattern to build this realm. As you fear that you will not be able to withstand the dark power that Neozu has scavenged for you from nearby, the first thing that comes to your mind is to base it on the circuits you are most familiar with. ”

"But you can't ...... either"

Duke raised the fingers of his left hand and shook them proudly, "Have you forgotten?, fourteen years ago, it was you who personally handed me the prototypes of the magic circuit of the [Arcane Throne] and the [Crown of Ice]. Since I'm using the same circuit prototype as you, how can I not study it, and where is the easiest to destroy?"

"Bastard!" Antonidas roared in a rage, and was about to drown Duke with absolute darkness.

But time suddenly froze in the whole space.

Because the old lich saw Duke pull out a round, egg-sized scale, glowing red.

This is a treasure that Duke used ninety-nine eighty-one to get from a certain dragon royal sister. Although it was accidentally touched by a certain dragon thousands of years ago, and the new scales have long since grown, where will the things that protect the dragon be worthless stalls?

[Scales of Life] - dragon scales containing the high heat and powerful vitality of dragon breath.

On a normal occasion, it's just a good epic item.

But for the Scourge Legion, which focuses on cold and death, this is a one-time super killer that is no less than an artifact.

On such occasions, the lethality is definitely at the level of a nuclear bomb.

And now, he's going to give it to Antonidas as a gift.

"No, it can't be. Antonidas could hardly believe what he was seeing. When Duke rushed back, even Lordaeron hadn't fallen. Could it be that he had foreseen the fall of Arthas, and begged Alexstasa in advance to prepare the treasure against the Scourge Legion in advance?

How could such a coincidence happen in this world?

Or do all the mages of Medivan's lineage have the ability to prophesy against the sky?

Antonidas couldn't even think of breaking his head, Duke is a super-stick traverser!

Antonidas was on the verge of a heart breakdown. Obviously, the realm is his home field, and in this world woven by his power, he should have an absolute advantage, why is it that now it is like he himself sent the life box under Duke's hammer and let Duke smash it?

It's just that this isn't exactly his world, and he can't do it at all.

With the power of darkness pouring into his soul, he couldn't even pause.

"No—" The Great Lich let out a scream.

Duke sighed, shook his head, flicked his fingers, and flicked the dragon scales into a position where thirty-six magic circuits intersected: "It's over—Antonidas." ”