"Slut, you have to face your fate!" Medivan, under the control of Sargeras, fell in love with Garona, a female orc, in an orc fashion. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Medivan's fist rained down, which was nothing for Garona, who had been subjected to the blinding and torture of her fellow orcs as a slave since she was a child.

"Male, is that all you have but your evil magic? ”

Sargeras was even angrier.

On the other hand, whether out of chivalry or gentlemanly demeanor, Lothar felt obligated to stop this, and he rushed up yelling "let her go", only to be directly bounced away by an unknown magic spell from Medivan.

And Duke ...... Duke is playing soy sauce.

Even though he already knew that this was another repetition of 'history', Duke still felt that his eyes were opened. However, Lao Mai, you are so biting, do Nima know? You are not afraid that your child will run in front of you and sing "I call you Dad, you beat my mother!"?

"Fool, do you think you can really join the realm of tiny humans?come, face your fate!" Medivan's hands flashed with mystical light, and countless ant-sized runes swirled across Medivan's palms, backs, and arms.

In the next second, a mysterious power shot into the center of Garona's eyebrows.

It was a terrifying image for Garona. She saw the future, a future that even she didn't believe in.

Chief Ryan Ureon, who was gentle and had a broad mind and represented the entire human kingdom to accept her, take her in, and give her a home, was actually killed by her own hands.

The image was so clear, the feeling was so real, that Garona was completely stunned.

Ryan's face of disbelief to death, the terrified expression of Ryan's son Varian next to him, and the painful expression of the queen who cared for her the most, were presented in front of Garo at hand.

And the smell and touch of blood, and the terrifying feeling of her own hands digging out Ryan's heart, all of which were incredibly realistic.

The accumulation of these little details sent Garona into a frenzy.

"This can't be!?"

Garona was shocked and collapsed to the ground, her whole body convulsing slightly.

"Bastard—what did you do to her?" Lothar snarled, charging up again.

"I'm just letting her face the inevitable fate—" Madison's face as she returned to normalcy was playful and hideous.

"Die—Sargeras!" Lothar roared and rushed forward.

Duke silently followed, unleashing his signature 36 mage hands and pouring arcane missiles on Medivan. Of course, he also knew that it didn't work.

With such a low-concentration and low-damage arcane missile, it is okay to torture orcs or fishmen, but it is not a matter at all for Medivan, the existence of the apex of mysterious power in this world.

Duke could clearly see that the massive arcane missiles had not yet approached Medivan's body three meters before they were automatically disintegrated and separated by the high concentration of magic that escaped from Medivan's body.

That's not what he wants.

Duke plays the role of Khadgar. According to the urine nature of 'fate', as long as he integrates himself into the 80% conformity, he may be able to take Khadgar's place and successfully kill Medivan.

In 'History', Medivan is like this, he first cleaned up Garona, and then when he was teasing Lothar with a long sword and playing fencing with Lothar, he was suddenly stabbed to death by Khadgar, who was still using magic for a moment.

This 'history' was once considered by Duke to be very. Medivan, who can make Sargeras jealous, that battle-hardened Medivan will be so easily killed?

But when I think about it, it makes sense.

Do you think, a mage, no matter how strong he is, when he runs to play melee combat instead of spells, or turns his back to a potential enemy unprotected, isn't that a great death?

Moreover, at the moment when Khadgar made his move, Medivan's remaining good soul also jumped out to fight with Sargeras for control of his body.

It's strange that Sargeras doesn't die.

Duke is repeating that history.

"Hahaha, small human, you are so weak, I can defeat you without even using spells!" Medivan drew a shiny silver sword from the space storage item and pointed it at Lothar.

Medivan's small body, to put it bluntly, is not much better than Duke. If it is really a simple swordsman duel, it will be taught by Lothar to be a man in minutes.

Not to mention Sargeras's possession, even if it makes the combat power fly into the sky, the fight is fierce, and the soul of Illidan runs in.

Sargeras's method is very simple - cheating, he directly uses a [retardation technique] to pull Lothar's speed and strength to a slightly lower level than himself, and then plays ping pong with himself, so it is not lively.

"Haha! What the first swordsman of the Storm Kingdom, your strength is nothing more than that!"

Lothar was tempted to say, "You have the ability to fight me without magic", but he didn't say a word, of course he knew that Sargeras was playing tricks on him. And Duke, who was lowly in strength, couldn't have lifted such a high-level magic for him.

Duke?

Watching Duke unleash all the low-level garbage magic, Sargeras scoffed at Duke. Duke, the dignified Aquaman, was magnificently ignored by Sargeras.

Duke is still in front of the actor, he roared, even his neck was so red that it seemed that he could insert two ****s, while struggling to pour out his magic power, releasing those useless attack magic.

Ice arrows, fireballs, arcane missiles, arcane blasts, almost all of the usual magical attacks were used by Duke.

All of this is a disguise.

Looking at Medivan's back, Duke sneered in his heart: Sargeras, you are arrogant! When I plunge the sword into your back, when you find that Medivan's weak mage body is your Achilles' heel, I really look forward to the terrifying face of the number one boss of the Burning Legion.

Duke thought he had done it perfectly, and when he did it to the extreme, he pulled out [Guardian of the King] and was ready to teach Sargeras how to be a man.

The space seemed to be strangely dislocated, and as a warm hot line appeared around his neck, Duke's head tilted, and the next moment, he saw himself......

Self without a head on his neck.

The broken mouth is spurting blood in a big gulp.

The world of vision swirled, and then, the touch of his face was cold to the ground, and Medivan's boots entered Duke's field of vision.

Wait! Something seems wrong!

I'm dead!?

Sargeras's voice rang into Duke's ears.

"Idiot, do you think I'm not guarding against you? If it were my unarmed disciple Khadgar, who doesn't know how to use a sword, I might ignore him, but you...... I've been guarding against you all the time!Hahahaha!Ridiculous!It's ridiculous!"

Duke...... (To be continued.) )