Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 435: Kill

"Hahaha! You ignorant human, you don't understand the power and greatness of the Demon Soul at all!"

"That's right, I don't understand." Duke admitted the first half of the sentence, but he didn't say the second half.

What I don't understand is how much of the power of the Demon Soul you can use.

The predecessor of Demon Soul is Dragon Soul, which was the ultimate move used by the Dragonflight to destroy the invading Burning Legion during the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago. In order to hold back this super move, the four guardian dragons were fooled by Neltharion, who was also a guardian dragon at the time, and injected most of their own power and more than one-third of their souls.

No one knows the exact number. We can only guess from a few words of description that it should be a lot.

If it were humans, there would be so many of them that they would not be able to walk steadily.

Under the worst-case scenario, it includes the power of time of Nozdormu, the Lord of Time, the magical power of Malygos, the Lord of Magic, the life force of Alexstrasza, the Queen of Life, and the dream secrets of Ysera, the Lord of Dreams.

The four supreme powers, even if one mastered the rudiments of any one of them, would be enough to make any mortal tremble with fear, let alone mastering all four together.

As long as Nekros is a little stronger, not to mention the Moonmage, even Anasterian and Antonidas, the two Grand Maguss, would have to kneel down.

Under normal circumstances, Duke would be doomed to fail if he encountered Nikeros.

but...

Duke was calm and composed, but his next sentence had a surprising twist: "I'm in a hurry, can you please just die quickly?"

Duke was honest and gave his reason - he was in a hurry.

Duke was very polite and just said "please".

Duke is fucked because the goal of the request is for Nekros to die.

"Then you die first!" Nekros suddenly waved a skull-shaped staff with faint bloodstains, causing the surrounding space to vibrate.

Duke's eyes suddenly narrowed.

He looked at the evil staff that was obviously made from the head of a human wizard, and Duke suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

Neither party spoke again, but in the darkness, the aftermath of their magic suddenly collided with each other, causing endless sand and rocks to rise up on the surrounding ground.

With the two people as the center, a storm gushed out in all directions.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.

The surroundings were clearly pitch black, and they were also in a huge semi-enclosed space. It was impossible for outsiders to peek in here, but the battle here seemed to be focused on by all the eyes of the world!

In front of the huge iron gate, Orgrim attacked the seemingly weak line of defense of Gavinrad and others.

"Oh no! Nekros is fighting for his life! Let's kill all these allies quickly!"

Yes! Orgrim is anxious!

The Red Dragonflight is the last big card of the entire tribe and cannot be lost!

However, any other lineup would not be able to withstand his and the Chiefs' offense. This lineup is really good.

After Gavinrad gained the power of thunder and lightning, his short-term combat power was comparable to that of the strongest paladin Uther. If the two sides were to duel and the battle time was limited to less than 10 minutes, it would definitely be a draw. Of course, in overtime, Uther, whose power of holy light was purer and who could consume more energy, would win.

Orgrim picked up the Doomhammer, which was connected to his mind, but still couldn't repel Gavinrad.

Many other chiefs encountered the same problem.

Originally, Kilrogg had the opportunity to severely damage Abendis, but because of Vereesa's sneak attacks, he failed several times.

The duel inside reached its climax right from the start.

Nekros is going to kill Duke in an instant!

He had to do this, because the Demon Soul had never been a divine weapon that could communicate with its master. Under Deathwing's transformation, it had already become the most powerful magical weapon.

The price of boundless power is vitality!

Even though Nekros was an orc with strong vitality, and even though he would kill disobedient red dragons and sacrifice them to the Demon Soul, this little vitality was not enough to fill the teeth of a horrible magical weapon that could destroy the entire Burning Legion expeditionary force back then.

The horrifying flames exploded, and the dark space suddenly became as bright as day. It felt like escaping from the darkest hell and being surrounded by hundreds of suns in an instant.

No!

Not just surrounded!

It was still coming at high speed like a comet falling to the ground. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

It felt like even Duke himself didn't think he had any hope of survival.

Even Vereesa, who was far outside the iron gate, could feel the tremendous heat wave coming from behind.

That's an extremely high temperature that can melt even steel instantly!

Vereesa's face suddenly turned as white as her beautiful silver hair: "No—Duke!"

Everyone on the Alliance side was terrified, while everyone on the Horde side showed expressions of ecstasy.

"Necrus is so strong!" Orgrim laughed and tried to break Gavinrad's will with the common language: "Duke will definitely die!"

"Bullshit! Duke has never lost to you!" Gavinrad retorted stubbornly, but it made Orgrim feel uncomfortable.

If it were someone else, they would have died to the point of not being able to die any more.

But Duke... uh...

Orgrim felt a sudden palpitation for no reason!

Inside, in the huge void.

Duke let out a soft sigh as he faced countless fireballs the size of small houses. He then raised his hand and unleashed an Arcane Strike.

Can a simple intermediate magic break so many exaggerated fireballs?

The answer is, unless a miracle happens...

But then, a miracle happened.

It seemed as if the terrifying magic that could destroy the capital of a kingdom was unable to tear apart that small ball of purple-blue arcane energy.

"How is this possible!?" Nekros screamed.

Almost in an instant, the huge fireballs in front of him suddenly exploded and disappeared like balloons punctured by needles.

It's not just those fireballs.

Together with the magic shield that he had obtained by sacrificing countless void demons, it collapsed like a dead tree or rotten wood under Duke's Arcane Shock.

Then Nekros watched helplessly as the magic that he had shot out with the power of Demon Soul at the critical moment was suddenly distorted and dissipated after a very short collision under the impact of that seemingly ordinary magic power!

Not only that, but the magical power that was condensed in his body also suddenly disappeared.

"Bang!"

Arcane Blast was not some terrible fire magic. After being hit directly, Nekros was not blown into charcoal, but was still directly shocked and flew backwards, spurting blood in the air, and finally fell softly to the hard, cold and rough ground with a "pop".

I'm afraid all the ribs in his chest are broken.

"No...impossible..." Nekros opened his eyes wide.