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Antonidas blushed, and originally wanted to secretly extort Duke: "Okay, it's cheaper for you." You come to the show, by the way, help me control it. ”

So, Duke stood on top of the tank and looked like he was about to cast a spell. Archmage Antonidas hid in the tank, trying to replace the gun.

To be honest, Duke doesn't want to cast spells now, and the trouble caused by Baron Gatun's [Mana Burning] has not completely subsided. What flows through Duke's body is only the bare minimum of mana for monitoring. He simply used the System Spirit to help him monitor Antonidas' spell casting process to prevent it from getting out of control and alert him.

For Antonidas, this was enough.

As Duke chanted the incantation on the tank, Antonidas below, as well as the high-ranking mages of Dalaran who surrounded Duke's tank, began to concentrate on summoning energy and filling their bodies with mana.

There is not much energy left in this land, but the Dark Gate itself contains a huge amount of energy, and there is nothing to prevent people like the mage from taking it for themselves.

No, it should be said that there was.

With the death of Gul'dan, the last master, in the Tomb of Sargeras, the magical prohibitions that had been placed on the Dark Gate became an ornament.

Antonidas and the other mages are doing just that right now - absorbing the energy of the Dark Gate and channeling it to Khadgar.

The old mage's long silver hair stood on end and swept onto the roof of the tank.

To the orcs, magical energy that they could not comprehend began to leap across Duke's face and fingertips.

The wind roared around Duke, and the orcs even felt lightning appear around him.

The orcs seem to have found a reason for their defeat—ah! It turned out that such a terrible human god had defeated us!

They began to hold their breath as hard as they could, not even daring to gasp.

Facing the dark door, I saw Duke close his eyes, open his arms, open his palms, and slowly push towards the dark door, as if he wanted to release all the energy he had just absorbed. Of course, this was only the work of the hard-working blue-collar archmage in the tank.

The huge amount of energy gathered in front of Duke into a mysterious and pulsating luminous spherical object with countless points of light swirling around.

There is no need for even any occult knowledge, everyone who sees this scene can easily feel this ball of energy, feel its beating, and feel its condensation.

Duke was pleased with the look of horror and awe coming from all sides.

Very good!

It's all over!

Duke secretly gave himself a 360-degree thumbs up.

Well, anyway, it's for scaring orcs, and he doesn't have to be afraid of his own pride. Hey, hey, hey!

With the help of the System Spirit, Duke focused his consciousness on the huge spatial rift, focused on the energy it contained, reconfirmed its location, and sent Antonidas a clear 3D three-dimensional spatial spell model.

Antonidas below was a spirit, and there was a bitterness in his mouth: Is it really a gap in talent? I have just begun to perceive the shape of the crack, and Duke, a demonic little guy, has already figured out the entire spatial crack model.

With a deep sigh, Antonidas got to work.

He quickly arranged the tasks of the various high-ranking mages in the magic communication circuit, and then informed Duke that it was done.

Duke...... Duke opened his eyes, and the aftermath of the huge energy seemed to flow from his eyes, which were deeper than the starry sky of the universe, and he was stunned to see the Windranger sisters around him, and the human soldiers and orc captives were shocked.

Duke suddenly closed his hands so that his palms were facing each other, and then made a push gesture. The huge ball of energy suspended in mid-air suddenly flew forward.

The ball was elongated into an elongated shape, like some kind of special spear.

An energy spear about to be thrown into the center of the Dark Gate.

Its energy gushed out, pouring into the Dark Portal, piercing the stone slabs that had built it.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang.

The explosion shook many Alliance soldiers and orc warriors unsteadily, and Duke himself nearly fell off the roof of the tank he was standing on.

The illusory black and green energy mass in the middle of the gate was instantly blown apart. Luckily for the nearby Alliance soldiers, almost every fragment of energy that had been blasted out had been sucked into the portal that was about to collapse.

The space shook violently, and after a dozen seconds, the huge spatial rift vanished.

The churning green-black color was replaced by a blank slate. Every High Mage could clearly feel that after the connection with the world called Draenor was severed, the earth began to breathe again.

Standing on the top of the tank, Duke looked around, and he saw a somewhat embarrassed Lothar standing up. Of course, what was even more embarrassing was Tulayan, a conscientious and responsible paladin, when he felt dangerous just now, he blocked in front of Lothar for the first time, and seemed to be preparing to open the [Holy Shield Technique].

Sensing the arrival of a truly devastating shockwave, Tulayan gave up his plans to be invincible. The paladin was covered in dust and small stones, but appeared unharmed, and smiled at Duke as he wiped the dust off his body.

"The Dark Gate has been breached. Unless another demigod-level mystic uses an artifact to open it, our world will be safe-" Standing on a high place, Duke raised his arms and shouted, and suddenly the most fervent cheers of the Alliance warriors rang out in all directions!

"We're safe!"

"The war is over!"

"Long live Duke Marcus-"

"Long live Anduin Lothar—"

"Long live the Alliance!"

"Hahaha!"

"Victory!

Whose tears are flying?

Which bereaved man is laughing?

The Battle of the Dark Gate, which lasted for two years, has finally come to an end. Although it was not a long time, this terrible war swept through the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, involving every intelligent race on this huge continent.

From the southernmost kingdom of Stormwind to the northernmost part of Quel'Thalas, every family has had blood, tears, sorrow and pain.

However, now this damned war is finally over. People cheered and smiled, showing their long-lost heartfelt smiles. Everyone laughed, really relaxing their nerves. (To be continued.) )