With a piercing scream, the fireballs that followed in mid-air around Duke exploded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was a terrifying sight like a meteor shower falling to the ground.

Everywhere the fireball went.

There was a thunderous explosion, sparks splashed, solid stones burst, and flesh and bones flew sideways.

The scene of the scorching canyon thirteen years ago seemed to repeat itself in Mograine's eyes.

Back then, it was a salvo of dwarven tank regiments that had such momentum, but now Duke did it on his own!

may still be insufficient in terms of destructive power, but in terms of momentum, it is definitely not inferior to that year.

Far to the south, Orgrim, who suddenly heard a loud noise in the north, suddenly looked up.

Such a terrifying sound naturally reminded him of the same thing.

It's just as impressive.

Just the right time to make a move.

Even because of the limited vision on the horizon and the lack of time to care about it in the fierce battle, Orgrim couldn't help but murmur a name that had given him nightmares for more than ten years:

"Duke Marcus ......"

It was like a lit lead cutting into the vast crowd of undead, and then, with that lead at its center, all the undead moved out of the way—forced to get out of the way, in the form of splatters of flesh and bone.

Broken human legs, mutilated spider legs, scattered gargoyle gravel......

That kind of visual impact makes everyone who sees this scene shake their hearts.

Duke was so fast that it took a few seconds for the huge fireballs that flew out to explode into the distance, and it looked as if the earth had been ploughed open by a giant plow, and the dirt bounced all around.

As soon as Duke passed, there was a 'boom' explosion behind him, and the undead formation became scattered.

Cavalry charges are frontal and the enemy's gun formation is the next step.

Even if the opponent has his back to him, but standing too densely is not conducive to charging.

After all, there are many behemoths among the undead, such as the caveman demon who is nearly two people tall, and if he collides head-on, it will definitely be the end of everyone and horses.

Only just the right amount of thinning is the best place to exert the power of cavalry.

Seeing several gaps in the Scourge legion's defenses, Mograine and Abidis shouted at the same time, "Good—"

Duke had not been a cavalry commander for a day, but he had led the army over the years, and he had already learned the true meaning of the way of military formation.

With such a perfect opening, if the Scarlet Cross Legion can't grasp it, it will be worthy of the name of the elite.

Dark Dean Gardin, the man who, as in history, occupied the fortress of the Barov family, turned Keldaron into the base of the Cult of the Damned, and turned it into a psychic academy in the true sense of the word, let out a terrible cry: "No-"

In Kel'thugad's absence, he is in absolute competition with Les Frost. Les represents the Scourge Legion, but he is more of a descendant of Kel'thugad.

Just now Les couldn't take the orcs, and he was still happy to watch the show, but now it was his turn to be unlucky.

He did not dare to imagine that if the king of death in Alsace had just handed over the army on the front foot, he would have lost the army on the back foot. How will Arthas clean him up when he turns back.

You know, in the heart of the Lich King Neozu, Arthas's status is much higher than that of Kel'thugad, a dark wizard with a damaged soul. What's more, Kel'thugad was killed by Arthas and has not yet been resurrected.

Gardin could see that Duke was the key to the entire human legion. As long as he defeats the arrow figure of Duke, he is seventy percent sure that he can breathe a sigh of relief and swallow this human army.

Unable to stand it any longer, he made a decisive move.

Seven continuous, incomparably gorgeous flashes allowed him to cross a distance of more than a kilometer and kill Duke in an instant.

"Not good!"

Outsiders look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway.

Duke's sea of fireballs seems to be incomparably gorgeous, almost a single horse can clean up half of the Scourge army, and in the eyes of experts, Duke is actually a bit of a clever scumbag.

Why?

Because Duke uses low-level [Flame Explosion Technique]!

Duke's seemingly flashy but actually weak means deceived even Antonidas, who was watching this scene through the eyes of a mage. The veteran Sunrise Mage subconsciously thought that Duke had been seriously injured when he rushed back from the Void.

In fact, this is true, but no one would have thought that Duke would be resurrected with the full energy of Illusia's magic circuit.

At this moment, Duke looks like the power of the peak of the Morning Star.

The name of actor Duke is never false!

"Die!" Gardin flashed over, and as soon as he got his hands on it, it was [Sacrifice]!

He hadn't even noticed the hint of sarcasm on Duke's lips.

[Mirror Image of Reality] activated.

Gardin's demonic flames burned only the poor horse.

In the next moment, the light of [Flash] lit up behind Gardin.

Oh no!

Duke's sudden burst of elemental fluctuations, where does it look like a weak chicken Morning Star mage? This is clearly the same level as his Radiant Moon!

And it's not an ordinary Huiyue, it's the kind of half-step Dawn Archmage who is about to step into the Dawn and is just about to step into the door!

Gardin was so remorseful that his bowels turned blue.

Why do you do that?

As soon as his brain is hot, he personally went down to deal with other people's trump cards?

Those who can ride into battle alone are either idiots who only have 'courage' left in their heads, or people whose strength is shocking. Obviously, the other side is the latter.

Without any further hesitation, Gardin flashed directly.

Who knows, a scene that made Garding's soul fly away appeared-the flashing distance of a Huiyue-level mage could often exceed a hundred meters.

With his words, he can jump more than 200 meters with all his strength [flash].

With a radius of 200 meters, this is a huge range.

He never imagined that at the flashing foothold he had set, the same [flashing] brilliance would light up almost in no particular order.

That's right! Duke is catching up!

"It can't be!" exclaimed Gardin.

It's impossible for other mages.

In the area of the undead canopy filled with the breath of death, sense such subtle fluctuations in the magic power of a mage-turned, warlock who plays with dark powers?

"It's impossible!" As if to confirm his thoughts, Gardin activated the [Flash] again, and then let out another desperate exclamation.

The combination of Duke and the system elf is to make the impossible possible!

In Duke's retina, combined with the holographic images in his mind that had been scanned by the system, Duke could clearly see every magical fluctuation in the space around him that belonged only to Dean Gardin.

The final boss of this psychic academy, one of Kel'thugad's left and right arms, is in Duke's eyes a clown dancing in the palm of his hand.

"Die!"

Bigbee's serial demon fist blasted out, and the boss of the cursed sect who had not completely given up his human body was actually beaten to death by Duke in front of countless beings in the midst of thousands of troops. (To be continued.) )