The Generalissimo's Staff of War is not an ornament in a noble home. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info itself represents the highest magical achievement of Dalaran. Wen Resa clearly remembered that even if she shot an arrow, the magic power of the staff could bounce the arrow away.

Now, however, it lay quietly on the ground, centered on where it had been struck, and there was a dead scorched blackness on the ground. The ordinary fire that roasted from time to time, it was a terrible flame that burned everything, even the rock formation itself.

The magic that lingers around the burn marks is so strong that it can't fool people at all.

Wen Resa felt like she was devastated.

She suddenly remembered the bits and pieces she had with Duke.

From all the miracles after he appeared as a quasi-brother-in-law, he turned waste into treasure, transformed the Altar of the Storm, retired from the army with a banner, turned the tide to protect the city of Lordaeron, and sneaked thousands of miles to save the Red Dragon Queen under the curse of death.

Of course, what touched Wen Resa the most was that he saved her under the terrifying dragon's breath that time.

There is nothing more exciting than a man who can be relied on at the most critical time.

Just when she thinks she can get to know this 'brother-in-law-to-be' well, he is captured by Deathwing.

finally reunited, and didn't even say a word, who knew it would be...... Farewell.

"I want you to be scorched in the flames of hell for ten thousand years!" With a roar, Wen Resa disappeared in place.

In the next second, in the huge dark cave, sharp arrows were suddenly shot from all directions.

"Woohoo!"

There are continuous steel cone arrows.

There are silent elven arrows.

There is also the power of the wind that is sensitive and untraceable.

However, all of this was dissolved by the pair of huge flame wings behind Marianne. The pair of wings were more than two meters long, and it seemed as if it were alive in itself, and a flick of it would surely turn at least three arrows into ashes.

"Gurgle, you're too weak! You're so weak! With your strength, I can't move even half a step. And you said kill me?hahaha!" "With her left hand on her waist, holding the platinum disc, her right elbow resting on the back of her left hand, and her chin resting on it, Marianne looked at the darkness of nothingness with a wicked gaze, as if Winresa were right in front of her.

"Hmph!" Gritting her teeth, Wen Resa directly launched [Aim Shot].

[Aim and Shoot] is almost the most powerful move of the Ranger, and the corresponding power is that this is a big move that requires charging.

Originally, under this kind of battle, exposing one's position was absolutely disadvantageous for the rangers. The explosive power of a high-level mage is far stronger than that of a ranger.

Wen Resa gambled on Marianne's arrogance, although she didn't want to say it, but she had to admit that the difference in strength between the two sides was too huge.

If Aurelia was there, she might be able to crush Marianne, but Wen Leisa, who had not been polarized in damage, really couldn't imagine that she could have any tricks other than [Aim and Shoot] to blast away the protection of the strange pair of flame wings.

Wen Resa knew that Marianne was going to destroy her ultimate, giving her the deepest blow, but the thought of Duke turned to ashes, tears uncontrollably burst out.

"Duke, bless me for killing her—"

"Hey, hey!" Still silent, Marianne watched as the arrow, which had all the power of Windsor, shot at her.

And then...... There is no then.

The same flame as always, easily incinerated the entire arrow.

"Let's get it done!" she raised her left hand lightly, forming an elegant arc between her index finger and arm, and Marianne even pointed so lightly, it smelled so enchanting. A huge fireball instantly formed at the fingertips.

In the next second, a huge fireball would shoot out, blasting Wenresa to ashes.

At this moment, Marianne suddenly sensed that there was wind in the back of her head.

Who?Alexstaza?

Suddenly turned around, but what I saw was a bewildered queen, obviously the direction of the queen's gaze was......

Behind my own?

Instinctively, Marianne unleashed the power of the Demon's Soul.

Unfortunately, she made the same mistake as some stupid orc warlock.

The seemingly gorgeous flame of evil was easily punctured like a soap bubble.

A moving brick made of ice, emerging from the unreal, was grabbed by a rounded arm, and shot down like thunder.

Marianne's own magic shield worked.

At the same moment that it worked, a not-so-powerful, but needle-like arcane energy easily pierced her shield.

At last......

"Smack!"

Red blood began to trickle down her forehead, quickly staining Marianne's bewitching face.

"Hehe, no matter how strong the master is, he will fall down in one turn. "A brick stuns Marianne, and she is humming words that outsiders can't understand, who is that guy?

Naturally, it's our Duke.

That signature evil smile, that face that succeeded in the conspiracy, Wen Resa could recognize even if it turned to ashes.

"Duke?"

"Duke!?"

The former voice is the Queen's, and the latter is naturally Wenresa's.

"Hmm. Duke responded to Wen Resa with a smile as he cleaned up Marianne: "It's unlucky to kill my sister!"

So, Duke fitted Mary with the [Spellbreaker Shackles] he got from Quel'Thalas, which was mainly a magic cycle that destroyed the body's magic circuit. For ordinary people, this thing is no different from ordinary shackles. For a mage, this is enough to turn a high-level mage into a weak woman who is powerless.

Originally, as a gentleman, I was really sorry for myself not to have to be bound by a tortoiseshell. But there were two important ladies present, and Duke was serious about handcuffing Marianne.

"Duke?" Wen Resa threw down her bow and walked over in disbelief.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Duke!?" Wenresa's tone strengthened a little.

"......" Duke blinked, "Didn't your eldest sister tell me about my [True Mirror]?"

Duke continued to talk nonsense, mirroring is a ghost, he really can't bear to be killed by Deathwing. Looking at the 90% soul power and 90% discipline in the system prompt, Duke was crying in his heart.

But Wen Leisha was worried, so she could only continue to slap her swollen face and become fat.

"Duke, is that really you?"

Looking at Wen Ressa, whose eyes were misty and tears glistening, Duke knew that things were not so simple.

Duke sighed: "It's really me, I don't believe you came up and touched it." ”

"Duke—" From astonishment to surprise to shouts of ecstasy, when the grievances and fright in her heart were poured out, Wen Resa finally did something that not only Duke could not have imagined, but even she herself had not expected.

Wen Resa threw Duke to the ground with a flying pounce, then closed her eyes and kissed him hard.

"Woooooooooooo )