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Crazy?

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In the eyes of many, it's like running into a dug grave and burying yourself.

It's a great death within a dead end!

The road of life is always full of choices.

At the moment of making a choice, no one knows what the consequences will be.

Duke only knew that if he didn't do it, no one would be able to do it, let alone do it better than him.

Without the combined ultimate move of the druids and Tyrande, if you really want to kill Oro, you must withstand the damage of [Sand and Dust Burst] and [Earthquake] almost continuously on the premise of being able to break the defense, and grind this super sandworm boss to death.

It was a nightmare.

Arthas was just released not long ago, and Duke said that he would not let go of any of the bosses again.

It has always been taboo to let the tiger return to the mountain.

Letting go of the boss is the biggest blasphemy against Duke, a 'boss and equipment god cultist'.

Duke fights!

The sun-level magic circuit in his body has been operating to its limit.

Before smashing into Oro's massive body with a staff in his left hand and a sword in his right, Duke filled every inch of his body with magical elements.

He himself knew that he was likely to hang.

How long ago was the last time you had to run and resurrect your corpse?

The age is so old that Duke almost forgets that he also believes in the Chunge God Cult.

But then again, can I still be resurrected now?

Suddenly smiled bitterly!

Before Duke entered, the angular face, the trace of a bitter smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, made Queen Xi and Gianna cry out at the same time.

Right!

This live ......

If Duke doesn't do it, no one else can do it.

Everyone in the world thinks that Duke must be the last to stand up, and even takes it for granted, but who really thinks about Duke's feelings?

The two queens trembled with shock.

Not only them, but every pair of eyes that witnessed this scene were full of vibrations.

Tyrande, who was running wildly on top of the white tiger, stopped.

Sal, Woking, and Grom, who were about to rush up, stopped.

Thousands of mortals who were struggling, evacuating, attacking, or trying to come to Duke's aid stopped.

Every pair of eyes was staring at Duke's magic frantically bombarding the section of Oro's body, pouring yellow blood and some muscular tissue on the grass beside him like rain.

Then Duke crashed in.

It was a completely dark world.

The sky that had been restored to daylight after the fall of the stars did not shone through the muddy pus and flesh into Oro's body.

Duke was completely instructed by the system elves to move forward in Oro's body, which was larger and more exaggerated than most of the factory floor.

A torrential rain of arcane cannonballs blasted the muscles and internal organs that stood in their way.

The blazing flames scorched like the sun, burning everything that lay ahead of them.

Before each step, the frozen path that stretches forward in front of his toes prevents Duke's feet from sinking into stomach acid and musculature.

The outer ring is furious arcane, the middle is fire, and the inner ring is frost.

The perfect manipulation of the Archmage of the Dawn makes the impossible possible.

Like one of the sharpest absentees in the world, Duke digs his path to victory in the body of a giant sandworm named Oro.

The pain spurred Oro, and even if it was sluggish, it knew that it had broken into an uninvited guest that could kill it.

If Duke had entered through his mouthparts full of sharp teeth, it would have a million ways to kill him. But Duke bypassed its mouth and entered directly through the back of the mouth, outside the esophagus. It had little to do but writhe frantically in an attempt to make it impossible for Duke to gain a foothold.

A super insect with a length of more than a kilometer, when it keeps writhing wildly, its rise and fall can easily exceed two hundred meters. For a little human being, it's a thousand, ten thousand times crazier bumps than riding a roller coaster.

The air inside was originally about nothing, and Duke completely relied on his own wind and thunder power to condense an air mass to ensure that he could breathe. Under this violent tossing and falling, Duke had to spend more mana, using all magic such as the [Mage's Hand] to fix his body and continue to move forward.

Oro's dying throes destroyed almost everything around him: passing orc buildings, trees in the mountains, grass...... Even the rocks of Mount Hyjal, which had been quite solid, were crushed to dust in the frantic struggle of Oro.

"Will Duke succeed?" Gianna was nervous, her right hand unconsciously clenching Sylvanas's left.

Queen Xi's slender fingers were as soft as Gianna's tender onions, and everyone could feel the nervous sweat in each other's hearts.

"I don't know...... Queen Xi wanted to answer this, but when the words came to her lips, it was: "He will definitely succeed." Because he's Duke Marcus, the greatest hero in the world!"

Because he is Duke Marcus - this sentence seems to have become some kind of totemic symbol, a belief full of mystical power.

Gianna's heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of her chest, and it seemed that because of these words, she magically began to lower her overly violent heartbeat.

Regardless of race, everyone is looking forward to it.

Waiting for the final result.

According to the calculation of the system elves, it is only a hundred meters away from the wound of Oro to the heart of Oro.

However, it was this 100 meters that made Duke feel as if he had walked a long 25,000-mile march.

Under Oulu's frantic writhing, even if Duke kept immobilizing his body with long ice spikes, he would still be thrown behind. In addition, the internal organs in Oro's body were completely different from what he imagined, and his acid-filled stomach pouch was so large and too large that Duke had to choose a detour to pass through the abdominal cavity between the stomach pouch and the outer muscles.

What's even more terrifying is that Duke also encounters attacks from time to time by organizations similar to human white blood cells that fight against foreign invasions.

This cost Duke more of his magic.

But......

It's close.

It's close!

It's closer!

Even if he takes five steps and takes three steps back, even if he takes ten steps and nine steps back, even if his progress is as slow as a snail, Duke is still getting closer to his goal.

Even without the guidance of the System Elf, Duke could hear the sound of his heart beating violently through the internal organs and muscles of Oro.

"Die! monster—"

Duke roared, gathered all the magic power in the magic circuit, and blasted a huge [Frost and Fire Arrow] at the target through the skin membrane of several layers of internal organs!