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If the Earth Mage and the Sky Mage are purely communicating with Heaven and Earth, they will have the power to influence Heaven and Earth.

Then the three levels of Morning Star, Bright Moon and Dawn Sun are to further introduce the magic of the elemental realm, refine the power of the self, and produce the ability similar to a nuclear reactor, creating magic in the form of a near-perpetual motion machine.

When it goes up, it in turn communicates with the whole world with a power that is so powerful that it transcends the mortal world.

A demigod who has stepped into the realm of the gods.

After consulting a lot of ancient texts, Duke knew that the demigods of Azeroth were not simply demigods who possessed divinity and used them.

With divinity, it can only be regarded as a pure divine creature, just like the six elemental messengers that Duke is now transforming.

True demigods will be a part of Azeroth forever. Unless they are completely destroyed at their roots, demigods can theoretically be resurrected an infinite number of times.

It's like the demigod Cenarius's Lao Tzu - the strongest demigod White Deer Malon, who has been dead for 10,000 years, who knows that when he turns around and cheats the corpse and runs out to scare people, oh no, it's to fight evil!

Duke stood in the center of the magic circle in the shape of a six-pointed star, calmed down, and even suspended the assistance of the system elves, and completely felt the world with the power of a mage.

Quiet!

Be quiet!

Utter silence!

Closing his eyes, turning off his vision, and even magically denying any light through his eyelids into his eyes.

With a little magic power, I turned off my hearing, and I couldn't hear everything from the outside world.

Two thin layers of arcane elemental isolation appeared on the nostrils, filtering out the flavor of everything.

In the sea of consciousness, the taste of the tongue is isolated.

In the end, the whole person's soul was withdrawn from his body under the effect of the magic array.

It was a very mysterious feeling, even though my body was below, I was suspended in mid-air.

Instead of looking back at his body like a curious baby, Duke let go of his soul senses. Stretching out of the room.

In the next second, he felt all the sensations in Karazan: the sound of the wind echoing in the corridors, the fluctuations of the spiritual power of the Immortal Warriors when they patrolled, the air flowing through the tiny cracks in the walls......

In the next second, his spiritual sense spread to the entire upwind path, and he felt the vitality lurking in the scorched black ground......

In the third second, Duke's sensation had spread throughout the planet Azeroth.

Although the feedback of the senses was vague and uncertain, Duke was extremely sure that he could already feel the breath and pulsation of the world, the cycle of life, and the pain of the world......

The closest pain came from the southeast, where the Cursed Lands were located. The Dark Gate is like a wound left after being stabbed with a sharp weapon, not only does it not heal, but it also keeps bleeding and grieving the world like an abscess.

Far to the northwest, that is Mount Hyjal, the destruction of the Holy Mountain and the World Tree has undoubtedly left a deep scar on this land.

The pain of the newer came from the far west, and Duke instinctively sensed that it was Silisus. The ancient god Cthun is overdrawing the power of the earth, creating its insect servants almost infinitely.

But after the pain, Azeroth seems to have been activated by the immune system, or rather, it has a sense of life cycle, and finally produces the most violent stress response.

That's right, Mother Earth is waking up, and in its own way, protecting herself and every life on this planet.

Duke could clearly feel that the shackles of the upper limit of life had been untied by Azeroth, and the upper limit of the world's power over mortal guardians was also rising.

Since the Dark Gate, Duke has considered himself the guardian of the world, and he has fulfilled his duties as a guardian.

At the same time, Duke secretly felt the favor of the goddess of fate, and he quickly gained several divinities after Cthun came out to make trouble...... Although Duke is tempted to attribute all his success to his own efforts, Duke is subconsciously aware that nothing is a coincidence.

Some people are born with divine powers.

Some people are born wise.

There are also people who are always lucky.

However, in the mortal world, fate is changeable, and the fate of thousands of people is like duckweed, stirring with the waves, and they can't help themselves.

Despite this, the ultimate success is all the real kings who have grown up after countless disasters by combining talent, hard work, and luck.

In any case, Duke relied on the advantages of the traverser, the strong will he exercised, his flexible adaptability, the courage to be 'fearless' and his absolute grasp of the general trend, he made the right choice in every extraordinary opportunity, and finally came to this point.

So today, at the beginning of the opening of the world's permissions, Duke is going to be the first to eat crabs!

When his soul began to sing, began to call out to the whole world.

Almost immediately, the world responded to Duke!

With the appearance of the purple-blue pillar of light that broke through the sky at the top of Karazhan's tower, the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, and even the entire Azeroth world, felt an inexplicable throbbing in the hearts of the professionals and transcendents.

Each powerful being, one by one, turned its head and looked in unison in the direction of the throbbing of the mind in the direction where Karazhan was.

The world seemed to stand still at this moment.

The wind stood still, and the leaves hung quietly low.

The grains of sand in mid-air remain in a tumbling posture.

Even in the Hive of Silitus, the scattered whirling limbs stopped whirling in the air.

The light of the morning sun pierced through the thick clouds and poured down on the earth without hesitation.

The whole world is quiet and silent.

Everything in the world fell into silence, as if it had completely calmed down, making way for a meek and silent bow of the face that was about to happen.

In the very center of the Endless Sea, the maelstrom that had once been the Well of Eternity seemed to have changed for no apparent reason—it had been rotating clockwise, as if to suck all the seawater of the world into the center of the vortex of another world, and suddenly it came to a standstill.

There is not a trace of ripples on the entire surface of the sea, like a mirror, reflecting the color of the sky.

At some point, Duke opened his eyes, and within them there was a swirling arcane light that was exactly the same as the original Endless Sea.

It was a short time, less than a tenth of a second, and then the pupils were clear again.

Even if it's short, Khadgar keenly captures this detail.

Khadgar's clear voice was perfectly connected, and the resonance of the soul was immediately generated: "In the name of the wanderer of the starry sky, the inquirer of knowledge, and the supreme ruler of the arcane, declare to the world that our lord Duke Marcus is the master of the arcane!"

At this moment, all the magicians in this world felt that the magical power in their bodies began to shift slightly. The core part of his magic is leaving him in fear.