The warriors of Stormwind are still heroic and still fighting bloodily, but they are in a passive position because of Duke's lack of support.

There were three mage groups, and they had no idea what they were doing.

Not only did the colleagues in the scene cast puzzled and angry glances, but even the mages who were watching the battle outside the arena sighed.

They were disappointed.

Duke's magical aura seemed to vanish in an instant.

Old man Norton seemed to be saying to himself: "Sure enough, no matter how talented you are, you can't make up for the gap in experience!"

However, at this time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Duke's mouth.

"I suddenly felt bad!"

That's right! Let the opponent just kick the opponent from the cloud of happiness full of hope for victory into the bottomless abyss of despair when he is about to enjoy the joy of victory.

This kind of evil refreshing, let alone the first time, even if it comes countless times, it will make Duke feel cool and crooked!

He didn't know how many spectators would drop their glasses off the field.

All he knew was that his ice arrows appeared in the most important places on the entire battlefield.

Because of the unscrupulousness, because he felt that the mages on the side of Stormwind City were enough, the overall formation of the tribe side was unconsciously pressed very high. The Black Hand Chieftain wields a battle axe and slaughters all sides at the forefront. With every blow of the tomahawk sweeping, multiple Stormwind warriors died unexpectedly, and their bodies were killed on the spot.

As a result, the shaman who healed the chief's injuries and regained his health was also unknowingly walking close to the front line.

Even if the leader of the shaman regiment had carefully calculated the range of the Duke mage group, it was the range of an ordinary mage, not Duke.

It's a trial, and it's a game. Since the range of the mage group is set to be equal to the range of Duke, then as far as Duke can hit, the mages of the mage group can fight as far as they can.

Ultra Demon Specialty [Ice Trail] is activated!

At the same time, there is also a super magic specialty [Spell Extension] that Duke asked the system elves to help adjust and similar to the mage talent in the game [Extreme Cold Extension], of course, the effect is not as good as the special talent.

However, with the assistance of the war-specific enhancement circle, even a small increase in the mage's personal increase will be multiplied.

The Stormwind warriors and tribal warriors, who were fighting to the death in despair, all stopped.

They saw a cluster of snow-white light like meteors pierce the sky, streak across the battlefield, and fall unmistakably into the tribe's priesthood.

The chief priest of the priesthood regiment made a large hole in his chest directly under Duke's blow. In the next moment, that terrifying blood hole was sealed by the ice, and there was no chance to even use the [Healing Technique], and the chief priest was killed!

Following in the footsteps of Duke's blow, more ice-colored 'shooting stars' pierced the void and fell on the heads of the shamans.

Just listening to the continuous sound of glass explosions in ping-pong, it was as if a white and flawless crystal rain was falling above the heads of the shamans. Countless fragments of ice crystals that were cold to the bones poured down like a torrential rain, and they actually spread a layer of frost on the prairie.

The pure ice rain, dyed with the red of blood, has become extremely enchanting!

A reorganized tribal shamanic group, all destroyed!

Without giving the Horde a chance to react, the second blow came.

After only five seconds, the last remaining group of shamans of the other tribe was wiped out.

At this moment, the entire Horde legion was deprived of healing. All injuries cannot be recovered, and on the side of Stormwind City, although the number of soldiers is slightly smaller, all of them are Xiao Qiang who cannot be killed, except for the kind of broken arms and legs, even if it is a huge gap the width of a fist, under the treatment of the priest, the injuries can recover quickly.

The balance of war, which had already tilted in the direction of the tribe, was pulled back in an instant.

Until this point, even the mages who were fighting on the sidelines knew that it was not Duke who used counterattacks to regain the advantage. It was a premeditated lure to the enemy and a one-hit kill.

"Shhh

Absolute evil!

Not only is the magic talent amazingly high, but even the sense of war is so keen.

The biggest difference between the mages of Stormwind and the mages of Dalaran is that the mages of Stormwind are in the service of the royal family and the war.

Although the Stormwind Kingdom has not experienced large-scale wars in the past hundreds of years, how to make the mage group cooperate with regular warriors has always been a key topic of research at the Stormwind King's Spell Academy.

Duke's performance seemed to open a new window for these stiff-minded old men and mages. For a moment, there was dead silence in the observation room.

Over there, the test was over, and the Black Hand Chieftain, who had lost the support of the priests, became a trapped beast, and the result, of course, ended in a great victory for the Stormwind Front.

"Huh, it's over?" Duke thought there would be a ninth game or something, "I haven't had enough of it." ”

In front of him, the administrator Raven who appeared again smiled dryly: "Little guy, don't pretend. You already knew it wasn't a dorm trial. Rest assured, little one, you'll be rewarded with an extra bonus. ”

"Hey, hey!"

The scene changes again, and when Duke reacts, he suddenly finds himself in a golden hall.

The hall was very much like a cafeteria, and many people dressed as apprentices arrived early and gathered together in twos and threes. Some of the apprentices were hungry and picked up the pastries on the table and ate them.

Duke saw Danielle and Itana.

"Duke, this way!" Danielle greeted Duke warmly, and who knows, as soon as he shouted, the focus of the audience fell on Duke.

It's all bad intentions!

"I ...... Am I doing something wrong?" Danielle wasn't too dull, he noticed something was wrong the first time.

"No, you're not wrong. Duke stepped forward, raised his arm slightly, and patted Danielle on the shoulder.

"Yes, it's you, it's you, Duke Marcus, Mage Norton must have gone somehow wrong. You can't be ninth-class. At this moment, a stern and unrefutable voice sounded.

Duke glanced at the comer, a well-dressed blonde boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, who looked like he came from a wealthy family, his head was well combed, and his hair was all combed to the back of his head.

Just a little white face!

"Didn't your mother teach you not to interject, don't you know the basic etiquette of giving your own name before talking to a stranger?"

Duke's snatching made the boy's face red and blue. However, a good tutor still kept him calm: "I am Fili Rangdel of the Rapids Castle Jeander family. As a thousand-year-old spell inheritor, I am only a seventh-rank apprentice, and I have deep doubts about your ninth-rank qualifications. ”

Suddenly, a voice came: "There is no doubt that in the sixth round just now, Duke Marcus defeated you by an absolute advantage." ”

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Originally, everyone thought that it was just a simulated battle with virtual characters set up by the academy, but who would have thought that it would be a mage duel based on real people!?

No apprentice dared to doubt the words of the comer, and although the comer seemed a little too young, the illustrious royal insignia on his body told them who they were - the court mage of the Stormwind Kingdom!

The court mage came to Duke.

"Hello, Duke Marcus. I am the Grand Master of the Court, Medivan. Are you interested in becoming my disciple?"

Almost without thinking, Duke replied, "I refuse!"