CHAPTER 930: CONTROL

"Hmm?" The fire element inside was so dense that it almost turned into substance, and almost everyone frowned.

Along the way, everyone had seen the rolling lava on the side of the huge stone road, fought against the two-story-high Molten Hound with two heads and flames all over its body, and beat up the Molten Core Giant made of high-temperature rocks that was seven or eight stories high, but this small cave in front of them still made everyone feel daunted.

It’s too hot!

It is such a high temperature that any water that falls into it will instantly turn into steam!

All eyes turned to Duke.

Duke touched his chin, and in his mind, the system was comparing the terrain.

The real Molten Core is completely different from the one in the game. This is not simply an expansion of the map in the game. Because of various factors such as volcanic eruptions and rivers of lava constantly changing the terrain, the map in memory is not so reliable.

Fifty kilometers ago, Duke thought he had reached the destination, and sent the first water element in without being attacked, but it melted due to the high heat. Then he asked Vanessa to explore the way, but after they entered the lava cave, a small volcano near the cave entrance suddenly erupted, blocking the way into the cave, and Vanessa was almost hit.

Well, this guy was wearing a full set of epic rogue equipment when he left, but when he came back he was wearing a maid uniform. He activated Sprint while running as fast as a dragonfly skimming the water, using his toes to tap on the flying gravel to gain leverage, and kept running back like riding a cloud of mist.

"Woo! The terrible beast Duke finally couldn’t stand the honest and pure maid who refused to go along with the crowd, and is ready to kill her?" Duke was in pain for a long time facing Vanessa who obviously had enough time to spare when she ran back and still complained about him out of habit.

When Valeera came to ask her if she should go explore the road next time, Vanessa decisively refused: "Ah! Please don’t pay attention to my words. Taking the opportunity to tease the famous bastard master is one of the few pleasures I have as a maid."

Valeera: "..."

This time Duke decided to try a different approach.

"Come out - Fireman Brand!"

A human-sized fire element appeared, bathed in flames. Unlike ordinary elemental creatures, this humanoid had a very clear human appearance. Not only did it have clear muscle lines, such as eight abdominal muscles, but it also had a very clear facial contour.

The moment his eyes opened, almost everyone thought that this humanoid fire elemental creature had his own intelligence.

Because it actually looks back at every glance that comes at it.

But the next moment, that mechanical reaction made people feel that it was not even as good as an ordinary low-intelligence fire element. This made everyone say "Oh" in their hearts, realizing that it was not intelligent.

Everyone is confused.

Duke snapped his fingers, and Brand ran into the cave with smooth steps.

Jaina asked, "Does this fire elemental have intelligence?"

"No! Because if it has intelligence, it will be easily captured and controlled by the opponent’s leader-level creature." Duke answered casually.

Several mages screamed at the same time: "Impossible!"

It was because Brand the Fireman’s movements were too smooth. This was the Molten Core region, where the ground was uneven. Almost every stone that could be stepped on was volcanic rock formed by cooled magma. Although it was not as rocky as a grotesque rock, the uneven road was not something that an unintelligent creature could walk on.

Having no intelligence means that the master mage has to design every action of his summoned creature.

It’s not enough to just let it go.

This involves more complex issues such as body balance. It takes a human child almost a year to learn to walk, and countless failed attempts stimulate the human brain to form a variety of complete neural firings, which is how babies learn to walk, and how they run, jump, and do all kinds of movements later.

Originally, Duke could just be a simple reconnaissance fire element and float into the cave.

Why would Duke go to all this trouble?

In fact, ever since he opened the wide-area ice shield, he has been consciously enhancing his control over and application of magic power.

Duke was groping.

He wants to find a way to reach the realm of demigod.

The Antonidas level is far from the limit!

Without a demigod, he had no confidence in dealing with the Burning Legion’s general attack in the future. And ordinary demigods were not enough, as demigods of the level of the Boar God and the Bear Monster God who were dealt with by the Void Lord were useless.

You have to at least reach the level of Cenarius’ father, Malorne the White Stag, to tip the balance of victory in the End War.

After a dragon training, Duke asked Onyxia how to become a demigod. The dragon, who was born a demigod, said after a long pause: "It’s enough if your father is a demigod!"

Bullshit! I am a second-generation god, do I need to work so hard?

Duke used the dragon whip to teach Onyxia a lesson on the spot.

Duke asked Aegwynn again, and finally contacted Medivh who was in seclusion.

Upon learning that Duke had begun his journey towards the realm of demigod, Medivh was impressed: "First of all, congratulations on your achievement today. As your senior, I am also very pleased. I broke through to the realm of demigod while wandering in the void. Due to special reasons, I cannot tell you the details, but I can tell you a general feasible direction."

"Please let me know!" Duke bowed his head modestly.

"The realm of God is not as exaggerated as you think. Gods are indeed very powerful, but they are also a form of life, so they can be very powerful, or very weak, or even destroyed. Every path leading to the realm of God is unique and cannot be replicated."

Hearing this, Duke’s eyes narrowed.

"It is very troublesome to enter the God’s Domain on the planet Azeroth. Because the easiest and most extensive fields have been occupied by several ancient gods, and the elemental fields have also been occupied by their respective masters. In addition, the world laws of Azeroth have been modified by the Pantheon’s Creation Titan. Unless your power is strong enough to resist the joint ban of so many True God Titans, you can only find a field that you are best at without touching the Titan’s laws to make a breakthrough."

Duke got a toothache when he heard this.

Fighting against the Creation Titan undoubtedly puts oneself on the opposite side of the Wyrmrest Temple. It is not easy to destroy the Titan’s law. If you have the ability to kill four of the five guardian dragons, the Titan’s law will be almost broken.

If that were the case, Duke might as well have joined the Burning Legion early on and clung to old man Sargeras.

"Do not conflict with the old rules and domains, and find your own way in this situation, otherwise you will be isolated from the divine realm forever." This was Medivh’s final tip.

The name Brand is, of course, Duke’s bad taste.

At the same time, it also carries a small hope and attempt of Duke. Since he came to Azeroth and accidentally became a mage, he can’t avoid dealing with elements.

Duke had thought about getting rid of Ragnaros and becoming a fire god himself. Unfortunately, humans were not born elemental creatures, and he couldn’t give up his human body and become a fire elemental. Otherwise, what would he do with the girls in his harem?

Of course, it would be a good idea to try to get some meat from Ragnaros.

This copycat Burning Man Brand was Duke’s first test subject.

The fake Brand is not any kind of fire elemental creature in the traditional sense of Azeroth. He is more like a collection of complex programming settings. If his carrier is not a fire element, then he is a complete NPC.

Just like the hostile monsters in the game Duke played before he traveled through time.

It seemed that it could see the enemy and react to every object in its field of vision, but that was not the case at all. Duke used the system AI to compile a set of programs for Brand - for example, certain existences within a hundred meters around the body were used as conditions to trigger a certain program.

Here, there should be only one special monster that can trigger Brand’s reaction...

"Um?"

Before driving Brand into the cave, Duke had made several mental preparations, obviously not including the following one.

"Hu——" The long and distant turbid air was filled with the breath of flames and the barbaric breath from the ancient wilderness.

Poor Fireman Brand, he just shot a fireball inside and was crushed into sparks by the guys rushing out.

"Five dogs!?" Duke was rarely able to speak.

Yes! Five Core Hounds popped out of the cave at the same time.

This lava monster with two heads has lava dripping from the corners of its mouth all the time, which makes you feel disgusted no matter how many times you see it.

Duke’s eyes suddenly narrowed into a straight line.

"From left to right! Alexandros pulls two, Gavinrad, Tirion, and Magni each one!"

Don’t be fooled by the short legs of the dwarf warrior, he is very brave!

Magni yelled "Yohoo!" and charged directly at the Molten Hound on the far right. Mograine was the most shameless, using Ashebringer to slash, and two Holy Light Blades shot out, instantly causing the two Molten Hounds to chase him angrily.

The only ones left are Gavinrad and Tirion, they are the ones who can only rely on running!

Gavinrad was so angry that he yelled, "Boss, Alexandros cheated! I want the artifact too!"

If it was any other place, Duke would definitely tell him, "If you don’t have the artifact, you will die," but Molten Core is the first place in the entire Azeroth where an artifact can be dropped!

Not one, but two!

The first one is Thunderfury Blessed Sword of Windseeker - simply called Wind Sword.

There was a player who was very lucky and graduated in two weeks. When he paraded in Ironforge with a wind sword that looked like a cake fork but had lightning flashing in the middle, countless warriors and thieves wanted to push him into the furnace of Ironforge to be re-forged.

The power of the Wind Sword does not lie in its own attack power, but in its despicable and stackable deceleration effect. In the original version, a mage would become a moron after being hit by it a few times, and a fireball that could be made in three seconds would directly take thirty seconds.

Duke didn’t know if he could make it in his lifetime, but if he did, it would Suraely be something that could greatly disrupt the opponent’s magic circuits.

The other one is Hand of Ragnaros the Firelord.

This hammer, with flames emanating from every corner of its weapon, is also a well-deserved artifact. It has extremely high attack power, plus the special effect of automatically shooting fireballs to smother the opponent, which is extremely abnormal.

Of course, no matter which artifact it is, it all depends on your luck.

In the real Azeroth, there is definitely no dungeon for these guys who are red-eyed at the sight of top-quality equipment. So whether or not the key forged items drop is really up to chance.

"Artifact? As the king of the Fire Land, Ragnaros should have a artifact!" Duke replied with a smile.

This answer immediately made Gavinrad scream non-stop.

Duke was about to say something when he suddenly found that his fireman Brand was shot to death again.

A huge lava arm as high as two stories suddenly stretched out from the magma and directly killed Brand. Then the giant floated to the surface of the magma and turned his eyes to look at Duke and the others.

And it wasn’t just one giant, it was two.

"Molten Giant and Molten Destroyer!?" Duke’s face darkened.

They were not afraid of Molten Giants, as they had killed at least a dozen of them along the way. But Molten Destroyers were not easy to deal with. They were considered the elite among Molten Giants, and their attack power was so strong that if they faced a warrior with poor equipment or insufficient strength, they would be crushed to death with one kick.

Now, it’s a seven-headed monster.

Even though this team is made up of hero-level bosses and there are enough melee professions, there is still a sense of crisis.

"Magni, use Avatar to carry one more giant."

"Alright!" Magni’s body instantly grew five times larger, and his entire body was covered with a gleaming silver metallic texture. After angering the Molten Hound, this guy directly intercepted and bumped into the two giants who were charging towards Duke’s ranged group with his shoulder!

"Hey! I can take all three!"

Duke ignored Magni who was pretending to be cool.

Instead, he looked at Brand nervously.

This fire man, who had been injected with a large amount of programs, was resurrected again by relying on the fire elements around him that were so dense that they almost turned into substance.

However, when it slowly regained its shape, the cave was in turmoil again.

This time, hundreds of fire elemental creatures that looked a bit like little demons rushed out - they were Flame Imps!

A single Flame Imp is not a threat, at most it can burn people around it, but if hundreds of them attack together, their flame auras are added together, and even a warrior wearing a full set of fire resistance suits will find it difficult.

"What the hell! Is this guy really going to taunt the entire region?" Duke no longer dared to be arrogant. He killed Brand single-handedly and took back all the fire elements and programs given to him.

Even so, hundreds of flame imps still jumped and rushed towards the team quickly.

At this moment, a soldier stepped forward.

He was wearing black iron armor and took swift steps that were not in proportion to his burly figure, rushing towards the group of flame imps like the wind.

The two brightly colored swords drew countless rays of light that belonged only to them in the sky filled with flames.

Varian Wrynn - take action!

The Flame Imp’s Fire Nova bloomed on Varian. If Varian wasn’t wearing almost a full set of fire resistance equipment, he would have been a roasted pig by now.

Even so, fire resistance does not mean fire immunity.

The burning ends of Varian’s hair and fur were proof that he was still in danger.

"Varian--" Seeing Valeera resolutely rushing into the group of Flame Imps, she became very anxious. It was a pity that she was just a thief. Apart from a short-lived Shadow Cloak that could temporarily immunize against such a huge amount of fire damage, she was completely powerless against so many Flame Imps.

But Varian was still spinning and slashing wildly, and the sword winds from his two divine swords attracted the attention of more flame imps.

Unlike Valeera who was anxious, Broll, one of the Iron Triangle of Doom, just like he did in the arena that day, throwing healing spells such as Healing and Rejuvenation at Varian’s head with all his might.

All actions are only temporary solutions and do not address the root cause.

As long as these hundreds of flame imps are not dead, Varian will be like a small boat in the stormy waves, which may capsize at any time.

At this time, Duke took action.

"Kill the Molten Destroyer!" Duke whispered to the ranged warriors to deal with the giant who was stepping on Magni and making him scream like a pig being slaughtered, while he concentrated on dealing with those little ghosts.

Rhonin was hesitant to speak, but he still chose to obey. However, his mind was always on the group of flame imps, and he continued to shoot magic missiles at the giant absent-mindedly.

Duke snapped his fingers and another being, theoretically a water elemental, appeared.

It was an elemental woman who looked like ice. Her ice-blue lower body seemed to be a skirt that merged with the waves of broken ice below her. Her upper body had very obvious female features, except that her helmet was like a woodpecker’s giant beak, slender and pointed, blocking half of her face that seemed to be carved out.

"Hug the ice--" She clasped her hands together.

Varian, who was fighting back with all his might among the Flame Imps, suddenly felt the pressure around him disappear. A huge ice coffin appeared out of nowhere, separating him from the Flame Imps outside. The bright flames hit the extremely cold surface of the ice coffin, blooming into flashy flame flowers. Then they turned into fading sparks and disappeared in the air.

Next second.

"Feel the power of extreme ice—"

Another light shout came out of the Ice Girl’s mouth. With the Ice Girl’s finger as the center, above Varian’s head, a sudden strong wind blew. At the same time, endless water vapor crossed the space, rushing out from the cracks in the space, and at a height of about ten meters from the ground, condensed into a dark cloud with a radius of twenty to thirty meters.

The Ice Girl’s fingers lit up, and a blue light struck the clouds like thunder, immediately exciting the dark clouds above Varian’s head and causing a series of rumbling sounds.

The next moment, countless ice arrows the size of little fingers immediately poured down from the clouds.

The ground beneath their feet was made of hard rocks formed by the cooling of lava. Even if the elite knights used their war hammers to hit it, they could not say that one strike could break the ground. However, when these ice arrows hit the bare ground, they immediately left holes the size of bowls. One could imagine how terrifying the power of these ice arrows was.

This was not the end. Immediately afterwards, Duke raised his left hand again, spread out his five fingers, and a blue halo suddenly appeared on his palm.

Duke shot out the blue circle of light to the front left without saying a word, and then shot out a second circle of light to the front right. He continued to shoot out the circles of light in his hand continuously.

These light circles flew into the air and reached the periphery of the group of Flame Imps, forming a huge ring that was linked together and surrounded all the Flame Imps.

"No one can stop the avalanche!" The Ice Girl shouted again!

From the ice coffin to the ice ring, the entire area has become a snow-white forbidden zone for life, stretching from the sky to the earth, from the ground formed by magma to the top of the rock layer hundreds of meters high, all white.

It was as if the eternal ice and snow of Northrend had crossed time and space, arrived here, and poured onto the heads of more than a hundred flame imps.

In the eyes of the heroes, a snow-white Optimus Prime appeared, and then "Kala Kala La La La——" after a series of explosions, all the ice blocks collapsed into gorgeous ice crystals, all the imps were swept away, no corpses were found, and only Varian was left inside, looking around in confusion.

Varian took a deep breath of the icy air around him and murmured, "So this is Duke’s true strength?"

"True strength? I’m afraid it’s more than that?" Valeera and Broll, who were older than Varian, muttered to themselves as if in a dream.

On the other side, Rhonin was firing at full power. His arcane missiles were no longer missiles. They were more like a huge arcane beam of light that hit the Molten Destroyer’s chest directly. The surging arcane energy kept destroying the giant’s internal structure.

Less than 20 seconds after Duke destroyed the Flame Imp, Rhonin, who had burst out with all his strength, had already blown up the Molten Destroyer. The huge body made of lava was broken down into inactive rock fragments, which fell rapidly into the lava on the side of the road.

Perhaps after a while, the unique environment of Molten Core will breed new Molten Destroyers, so at least we don’t have to worry about his threat in the short term.

After removing the factors that can directly lead to the collapse, the next step will be easier.

After getting rid of the remaining Molten Giants, Duke told everyone, "Pull all five dogs together and let them die at the same time within ten seconds, otherwise they will revive each other."

This was not just experience gained from the game. Through system scanning, Duke could clearly see on his retina that there was a faint energy band between the five Molten Hounds, connecting them. Unless the Molten Hound he had just killed could be chopped into pieces within 10 seconds, when the remaining surviving Hounds injected a large amount of fire elements into their dead companions, the dead dog would be resurrected.

Duke’s order was carried out.

In addition, Duke, who could see the approximate health of the Molten Hounds, used his super high attack to balance the damage of the five dogs.

In the end, the five Molten Hounds howled almost one after another and collapsed to the ground.

"Hu! Hu! Hu——" Everyone was breathing heavily.

The battle just now had not yet reached the limit, at least it gave everyone a shot of prevention.

Even though many people have powerful Mount Hyjal-level equipment, they can still suffer a setback if they are not careful.

Jaina asked: "Duke, your fire man and ice girl just now are very special. They don’t seem to have intelligence, but they seem to attract attacks from monsters around them!"

"Hmm." Duke stroked his chin and fell into deep thought. Then Duke smiled and said, "If your Theramore has 300,000 soldiers and 1,000 warships, what will the Horde do?"

Jaina thought for a moment and said, "I guess I will be constantly coveted and spied on, right?"

"What if Theramore had a massive army of five thousand griffons?"

"Perhaps even Thrall will have to show hostility towards Theramore?"

"What if Wyrmrest Temple becomes a subordinate of the Alliance, and all dragons are stationed in Theramore?"

"How is this possible..." Having said that, the smart Jaina had already figured out what Duke meant.

No matter what kind of emotion, there is a limit.

When fear reaches its extreme, they will either launch a desperate attack on the opponent regardless of everything - just like there have always been some guys in history who went crazy, charged towards dragons with simple weapons, and then were eaten in one bite.

Or just recognize the fact that this is a power far beyond your imagination, leaving you with only awe!

"Okay, so Duke, what are you doing now?"

Duke hesitated for a moment and said, "It’s hard to say. Perhaps, to some extent or in some aspect, my creation is better than them, so it triggered their crazy counterattack."

Is that so?

Duke couldn’t say for sure.

The journey to Molten Core is still long, and Duke has plenty of time to verify everything.

After destroying two groups of Molten Hounds, three fire demons with very special shapes, one big and two small, glided over from afar, wagging their tails.

"Varian! Facing an unknown enemy! If you were the commander, how would you deal with it?"

If Varian was still the current personality of Lo’Gosh Ghost Wolf, he would probably go up and fight without saying anything. After Duke obtained the magic formula from Onyxia to undo the split, reunited the two Varians and regained his memory, Varian seemed much more mature.

Unlike Varian of the same period in history, the historical Varian lost his father at an early age. After Lothar died at the hands of Orgrim, he grew up almost in an environment without love and care. At the same time, his wife Tiffin also died.

If it weren’t for his son Anduin Wrynn, it would not be surprising that Varian would have become a doomed star.

Varian was now in a relatively peaceful state of mind, after all, his most admired Lothar died of old age rather than in battle. In addition, he still had Duke, a former important minister of Stormwind Kingdom, and Optimus Prime. Although Duke was only a little over ten years older than him, he always regarded Duke as his elder.

Varian groaned for a moment and said, "I will observe first and try to determine what type of monster it is, then send in about half of my strength."

Duke did not comment immediately, but asked: "What type do you think this leader monster is?"

Taking out the telescope, Varian looked at the boss again and replied, "Although he is holding a huge battle blade, compared with the giants and giant dogs we have encountered along the way, he and his guards are relatively slender. This is a bit like the Naga. Monsters that prefer close combat tend to be more burly, so I infer that he and his guards should be magic-type. If I were the commander, I would pay more attention to spell protection."

Duke tilted his head, "Yo, Magni, what do you think?"

Anyone who thinks this seemingly rude dwarf king is a fool is a real fool. Magni took a sip of the strong wine in the wine bag and curled his lips: "I have no opinion! Fight as you like."

Then the topic changed to: "But, isn’t it our job as seniors to clean up the mess for the juniors?"

Duke smiled and turned his head to the other side: "Rhonin, since Varian has determined that the opponent is a magic user, you should pay more attention. I will leave the magic support for this battle to you."

"I understand, Master!" Rhonin nodded.

As Duke walked by, Alleria whispered in the voice of the wind, "Is it appropriate?"

"It’s okay, it’s just a Luciferon..."

Duke’s understatement gave Alleria absolute confidence.

Names often represent very important meanings.

If there hadn’t been the terrible War of the Three Hammers, 99.99% of humans wouldn’t have known there was a Ragnaros. And nobody would have known that Ragnaros had any minions. In the dark ages when the Old Gods and the Elemental Lords were rampant in ancient Kalimdor, before the birth of the oldest Night Elves, even Tyrande had a hard time finding relevant information.

Now Duke blurted out the name of the monster in the distance that was obviously a leader.

This means Duke is absolutely sure.

Alleria’s smile quickly spread among Duke’s lovers.

Perhaps, this is the absolute trust in Duke.

"Alexandros! You stay with me and hold the line."

"Um."

Although the Ashbringer was strong, it was a pity that he consumed too much energy and was not conducive to a long battle. Moreover, Mograine was getting old. Although he was still strong in his fifties, whether he was willing to admit it or not, his physical strength had declined a lot compared to when he was young.

All of this is clearly reflected in the system scan.

Fortunately, the remaining four silver saints who have survived longer than in history are now mostly around 40 years old and are still in their prime. Perhaps they are starting to get a little old as pure warriors, but as paladins, their holy light is more than twice as strong as when they were young?

Duke was relieved.

The battle started with the three Windrunner sisters firing simultaneously.

The unparalleled superb skills were displayed at this moment. It was obviously the three of them who shot the arrows, but with the clever ranger’s body movements and visual dislocation, it seemed to Lucifron and the two guards that the three arrows that directly hit their faces were shot by the three paladins Tirion, Gavinrad and Saidan.

It sounds bullshit, but the Ranger and Hunter’s universal skill Misdirection is so awesome.

Seeing the three guys with low IQ being split into three groups, and the first guard being knocked down in less than a minute, Magni muttered, "This may be what you call ’uncool’, Duke. I always feel that such a non-challenging battle is like torturing those kids who have too much energy but lack combat skills in my own training ground. It’s boring!"

Duke glanced at the overly luxurious equipment on Magni and cursed in his heart: "If we had known that we would not have brought so much good equipment to you bastard when we returned to the War of the Ancients."

Suddenly, the system AI issued a sharp alarm.

Just as they were coming, a huge leader-level figure suddenly appeared. On the other side, in the distance behind Lucifron, a cloud of dust rose up.

Duke’s pupils shrank suddenly. Not only was he staring at the huge figure coming from the direction, but he also seemed to be looking into the distance across space.

Suddenly sigh!

Indeed, the Alliance hero group, which has accumulated a considerable amount of top-quality equipment, has a considerable advantage against the bosses in Molten Core.

Advantages may lead to victory, but one thing has to be admitted: the advantages they have now are not overwhelming.

If Duke can split Azeroth with one move, destroy the Twisting Nether with two moves, and blow up the entire universe with three moves, then this world will have nothing to do with the Burning Legion, the Old Gods, or anything like that.

No matter how strong the heroic group is, it still takes effort and time to take down these bosses.

The prerequisite is that the bosses in Molten Core line up one by one for them to kill.

Now it seems that this is not the case at all.

That’s right! The Molten Core area is larger than Duke imagined. According to the original plan, each boss is nearly 100 kilometers apart. If there is no advance arrangement, this distance alone is enough for Duke’s heroic team to defeat all 10 bosses one by one.

At this moment, not only did the second boss Magmanda, the Molten Hound King, come with a large group of Molten Hounds, but even the third boss Gehennas, who was at least 200 kilometers away and in the opposite direction, came. You said there was no mastermind, that was really an insult to the intelligence of Duke and other heroes.

There is only one guy who would do this - Executus, the administrator who was in charge of all Molten Core affairs while Ragnaros was asleep.

The heroes pressing forward were unable to maintain their concentration and they kept looking back to see if Duke had any new instructions.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Duke’s face turned pale, and then he suddenly smiled.

"Right! Our enemies are not fools! If they can’t even detect a group of heroes sweeping away their own minions in their own territory, then it can only prove that the famous Fire Demon King is getting worse and worse."

His smile gave everyone an almost unfounded sense of confidence.

It does not come from clear intelligence, nor from a clear comparison of strength, but purely from Duke’s personal charm.

Seeing that everyone unconditionally voted their confidence in Duke simply based on his battle record, Varian suddenly felt an indescribable sense of envy, and thought to himself: It would be great if I could be like Duke, and gain the trust of so many powerful people who are willing to entrust their lives to them.

Broll, who was beside Varian, saw through Varian’s thoughts and whispered, "Focus on the present, Varian. You are younger than him, and you have more room to grow. Valeera and I both believe that you can become a greater person in the future. Be patient, the Alliance is huge, and no one can support the entire Alliance by himself! Let alone support a world."

The night elf druid’s more mature consolation made Varian feel much better. In a rage, the two artifact swords turned into two bright streams of light, and madly chopped at Lucifron’s second guard.

Duke had already given the order. He pointed at the huge dog behind Luciferon and said, "Magni, carry the big dog. Be careful. The dog king should be as fearful as the puppies. Benedictus and Sally, hold the dwarf. Alexandros and Tyrande, go all out and clean up the dogs."

"Understood!" the heroes said in unison.

Mograine asked nervously, "Where’s the guy behind?"

Duke smiled coolly: "I’m going to play with it!"

To be honest, whether it is the Molten Hound King Magmanda or the red-skinned fire demon boss Gehennas, these two guys are not that scary when taken out individually.

Considering that the Dog King would cause group fear, Gehennas was raining fire all over the sky. In that chaotic state, if they really wanted to gather them together, even the heroic group would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

This is definitely something Duke doesn’t want to see.

People are bound to grow old, get sick and die, and Duke cannot impose his will on others, such as dragging back the old and dead Lothar. But Duke at least does not want to see these old friends who have known each other for 20 years die in battle because of his own misjudgment.

As a commander, he has to make various decisions at any time.

Because in critical moments, even making a wrong decision is better than doing nothing.

The heroes started to get nervous when they saw the reserve team rushing out and heading for the giant dog-like leader. When they found out that Duke was actually going to face the boss all by himself, everyone’s hearts were so nervous that they almost jumped out of their chests.

"Duke!?" Vereesa’s voice trembled a little.

Duke waved his hands: "It’s okay! I won’t die, but if you can’t get here in fifteen minutes, my ’invincible reputation’ will be ruined!"

"Hmph! I’ll show you how it’s done in 10 minutes!" Sylvanas’s strong yet gentle facial lines seemed to twitch.

Duke noticed that while she was talking, her hand speed of plucking the strings increased by more than 50%. Not only that, every arrow she shot out was like a cruise missile, drawing a clear arc in the air, and shooting into the gaps between Lucifron’s scales with incredible accuracy.

Luciferon howled in pain, and his fierce eyes turned to look at her. But just as he raised the huge spear on his right arm and prepared to rush towards Sylvanas, Tirion directly hit Luciferon on the head with a Sanction, and the holy hammer stunned the fire demon leader for a short time.

"Your Majesty! Please don’t let it run around. It will be difficult for us to catch it!" The upright Tirion almost cursed.

"This..." Sylvanas was a little aggrieved. Duke flashed past her and patted her shoulder gently.

"Don’t be anxious! The situation is not that serious." After saying that, Duke Flashed and appeared two hundred meters away.

"Hmph!" Sylvanas continued to fire at full speed without saying a word.

This time, "Old Buddha" Tirion was so angry that he was speechless. Because every arrow shot by Sylvanas almost brushed past his ears and neck. Even though he was wearing thick epic armor and a helmet, the problem was, how could it feel to have arrows flying from your back all the time?

But Queen Sylvia’s sharp arrows perfectly matched Tirion’s every move. The arrows containing the power of thunder often unleashed their power at the moment when Tirion was about to swing his hammer and hit Lucifron.

It’s not misleading, it’s worse than misleading!

In Lucifron’s opinion, this was a complete explosion of Tirion’s combat power. He had no choice but to choose to kill this paladin who could use thunder magic first.

The old man took the rare opportunity to look back at Sylvanas, and saw a sour face as if he owed her 10 million gold coins. Sylvanas was clearly saying - do you have any objections to this?

A true warrior never lacks courage.

Heaven is to the left, warriors are to the right.

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Magni Bronzebeard did not continue his arrogance. Instead, he approached the Molten Hound King Magmanda in a very low-key manner.

After carefully weighing the abilities of his teammates, Magni began to sprint at about 50 yards.

Under Sally Whitemane’s gaze, the two short and thick legs quickly grew thicker and larger, and finally turned into two thick silver pillars.

The dwarf’s famous trick God descends to earth!

Unscientific enlargement!

Unreasonable power!

Plus the warrior’s signature skill Charge!

Magni’s lightning strike stunned the Dog King.

Magmanda was not a highly intelligent leader monster. His two heads dripping with lava could not understand why a dwarf who looked not even as big as a snack could grow so big in his field of vision at such a fast speed.

At first it thought it was just a Cannonball, but it turned out that what hit it was a silver dwarf the size of a small house. The shock of Mars hitting the Earth was so great that it caused the huge horn on the nose of its left head to crack a little.

"Woo!" Magmanda let out an angry howl. The terrifying howl from the ancient wilderness caused the two priests who were following Magni not far away to fall into panic uncontrollably at the same time.

They saw horrible hallucinations, and the holy light power in the magic circuits in their bodies became chaotic.

Only Magni, who had long ago switched to a violent stance and used Berserker Rage, laughed out loud: "The thing your grandpa is least afraid of is dogs!"

Magni, this pretentious guy, took advantage of the power of Berserker’s rage to become immune to fear, and then said this as someone who is less than a fraction of Magmanda’s age... Yeah, that’s fine!

Interestingly, Magmanda seemed to understand and actually focused on attacking Magni!

Looking at Magni using his large and huge body to circle around the even larger Molten Hound King like a hummingbird collecting nectar, Tyrande suddenly laughed.

"Alexandros, can I trust you?"

The high priest’s gentle smile made Mograine feel that if he were thirty years younger, he might pursue this night elf at all costs.

Mograine raised the door-sized Ashbringer in his hand and said, "Don’t underestimate the gentlemanly manners of the old nobles!"

Tyrande nodded, raised her hands to the sky and said, "In the name of Elune, come! Fragments of the stars!"

Stars Fall!

As the name suggests, it means turning the stars in the sky into meteorites and falling to the ground.

In fact, this move is not limited to places where the sky can be seen. Just as Tyrande used her divine power, a dim black light suddenly appeared on the top wall of the rock layer that was hundreds of meters high and illuminated by the fire of the lava as bright as day.

That is not natural darkness.

That’s the breath of the night!

Elune’s divine power allowed some special beings to break through the boundaries of space and descend directly here.

The star fragments wrapped in blue and purple fragments fell with a loud bang.

They split into countless tiny fragments in mid-air, accurately hitting the forehead of each Molten Hound that rushed over.

For a moment, every Molten Hound let out an angry bark.

Starfall is an all-view attack, that’s right!

Originally, under the illumination of the night sky on the surface, Tyrande’s move could reduce everything to ashes wherever she looked.

Unfortunately, this is not the surface of the earth, let alone under the night sky. The power of the moon goddess Elune can break through the Molten Core and descend here, which is worthy of the name of the true god.

So when he saw the rays of light falling like meteors, injuring but not killing the Molten Hounds and rushing towards him, Mograine didn’t care at all.

"Thank you! Comrade! Leave the rest to me!" Mograine exhaled and said, "Drink—"

A dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from Ashebringer.

Within a second, Mograine slashed forward, backward, left and right.

The dazzling holy light immediately turned into a blade of righteous light that wiped out all the evil in the world. It shot out like lightning and easily swept across the bodies of the huge evil dogs.

Each of the thighs that were as thick as a roof beam were perfectly cut open, along with the huge belly of the vicious dog that fell down...

The next moment, the Molten Hounds that gathered around them had already turned into ashes, flew, smoke, and extinguished!

"Awesome!" Tyrande had just praised Mograine when she suddenly discovered that her old comrade was already kneeling on one knee on the ground, gasping for breath.

Mograine smiled bitterly, "Am I really getting old? When I got this artifact more than five years ago, I could use this move without breathing."

At this time, Benedictus, who had recovered from his fear, comforted him: "No! It’s because the Molten Core environment is too suppressive to all forces other than fire."

"Damn it! We need to hurry. As strong as Duke is, he can’t hold his own for long."

On Lao Yi’s side, everyone was also attacking Lucifron desperately.

It’s just that Lucifron’s curse keeps the wizards quite busy.

This directly interfered with the attack output of several mages. They suddenly understood why Duke always emphasized the metamagic specialty of Multicasting.

Rhonin and Jaina, who studied under Duke, are the best in this regard. They can basically lift the curse of their teammates while ensuring that their own attacks are continuous.

Removing a curse in the real world is not as easy as in the game, but the effect of the curse is just as scary.

The most annoying thing is the Curse of Lucifron which increases the magic, rage and energy consumption of each hero.

But what is even more terrifying is the curse of Doomsday.

This powerful shadow curse obviously had a more terrifying power. Not only did it take only 8 seconds to take effect, but the panic and palpitations that increased with time seriously disturbed the minds of everyone who was hit.

Unfortunately, this kind of curse is difficult to deal with. Once it strikes someone, it’s like a tree taking root and sprouting, drilling directly into the depths of the person’s soul.

The later the treatment is, the longer it will take to remove the curse.

Gina’s golden sword was just a little slow to remove the curse, and Valeera’s curse broke out. Valeera was seriously injured on the spot and was quickly dragged to the back by Vanessa.

They all wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible, but haste makes waste. Luciferon, noticing the arrival of his comrades, unexpectedly took a defensive stance, stalling for time!

"Damn it!" Sylvanas was furious!

"Don’t get excited! We have to trust Duke! He will definitely take our delay into account!" Alleria comforted her sister.

At the same time, near the cave where they came from, Duke let out a bitter laugh.

"This is really... a grand welcome ceremony!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, how could Duke not smile bitterly?

A reinforced company of Flame Imps is just an appetizer.

There are also seven or eight stone men with inverted triangle shapes and their lower bodies are made of stones that can float in the air. They run very fast - Lava Runners.

The backbone is three Flame Kings with the same inverted triangle body shape. This kind of monster is the most disgusting. If left alone, it will give birth to children. One gives birth to two, two gives birth to four, and four gives birth to countless smaller fire elements, which will pile you up to death.

Behind him was the third in command of Molten Core - the fire demon leader Gehennas, who also brought two younger brothers with him.

The only difference between this guy and the old Luciferon is the color of their skin. The rest of their bodies are exactly the same to human eyes.

It has a relatively thin body, a long snake-like tail, an inverted triangle upper body like a male Naga, and sharp black bone spurs that fan across its arms and back.

This is not what made Duke feel so embarrassed.

System prompt: "Unknown vibrations detected. The earthquake source is 12.5 kilometers away from the host, at a depth of minus three meters. It is speculated that it is a group of giant earth-element creatures. According to the host’s memory, there is a 92% chance that the other party is Molten Core’s fourth boss, Garr, and his eight Firesworn minions. If the other party does not change direction, it is expected to reach the host in 30 minutes, 42 seconds and 87 seconds."

Duke’s previous calculations were probably correct.

Administrator Executus directly brought the top eight bosses of Molten Core to him all at once, just to prevent Duke and the others from having any time to breathe.

The fire element and the earth element, which draw their power from flames and earth, are of course not afraid of a war of attrition.

The heroes of the Alliance can’t do that. They are all mortals, they will get tired, get injured, and die. In other words, if they can’t kill the previous enemies before the new leader arrives, they will be dragged into a vicious cycle -

Have to face more bosses at the same time!

Struggling to survive among more terrifying and complex hostile skills.

Soon, the weakest or the most vulnerable companions fell first, and then the entire team collapsed...

"Fuck you! Looks like I’m going to have to fight for my life!"

Duke laughed at himself, covering his face with the hood of his robe and walked forward.

He walked leiSuraely, but with every step he took, two more people appeared beside him.

Mirror Image of Truth!

After so much training, Duke is no longer the rookie wizard he was during the first battle of the Dark Portal.

As long as he has seen the person with his own eyes, the illusion he creates through the system will be so realistic that even the mother of the person being mirrored will not be able to tell the difference.

The face is detailed down to every hair, every inch of blood vessels in the subcutaneous tissue, and the skin wrinkles when the facial muscles move in joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness...

In addition, there is the power contained in the mirror.

Therefore, when Duke summoned those mirror images, the fire and earth elemental creatures in front did not even doubt their authenticity.

Only beings outside of Molten Core would know that the guy next to Duke at this moment could not be Duke’s own man.

Because those figures were Les Frostwhisper, Reki Winter, Kel’Thuzad, the major dreadlords, the pit lords, and the death knight version of Arthas. Duke, this fellow, shamelessly copied the entire Scourge and the Burning Legion leaders into mirror images and threw them out.

Even though the size is a little off, the leaders of Molten Core have been staying at home for tens of thousands of years without going out. Would they figure out that the Scourge and the Alliance are not on the same side?

Don’t joke!

As for guys who are not fire-type, they must not be timid, just go for it!

Duke was justified - they were all there to be beaten anyway, so wouldn’t it be more comical if they were replaced with the face of an enemy?

Duke waved his hand with great dignity: "Come on! Brothers of the Scourge!"

Under the multi-threaded control of the system elves, the liches lined up behind Duke, raising their white claws that were dried up to the point of only bones. Then, in this blazing hell full of fire elements, a gap that was not a gap was found, and a large amount of frost elements rushed in frantically from the briefly opened elemental channel.

It was a joint-cast war-level magic.

Whether it’s the total amount of magic power, the independence shown by the liches when chanting spells, or the guidance of the frost element in the gaps between the elements, it looks like this is a masterpiece created by several great liches working together.

Not to mention the Flame Imp and the Fire King who have low IQs, even the boss Gehennas was fooled!

"Ogunadishi..." He opened his mouth and uttered a string of unknown language, which might be the language of fire element. He raised a huge spear with serrations on the tip, pointing it directly at the ’Lich Mage Corps’ behind Duke!

The show continues!

The fake Arthas held up Frostmourne, which was not much better than the original one with special effects and was surrounded by a freezing aura, and shouted in a voice that was exactly the same as the original one: "For the Alliance - Charge!"

As a result, more Death Knights appeared out of thin air from the void, and under the leadership of Ershazi, they charged towards the group of Flame Imps.

For a moment, limbs and flames flew together, and roasted pigs and howling coexisted.

It looked like the Blizzard and Frost Arrows were endless, just like the Scourge fighting the Fire Legion, so lively.

Only Duke himself secretly activated the wizard’s Invisibility and sneaked past under the cover of the lively battle.

Even though Duke the Coward had studied Invisibility in depth, a mage’s invisibility was different from a thief’s stealth. No matter how good the effect was, there would always be a limit.

Duke’s limit is 60 seconds.

And just like ordinary invisibility, as long as Duke makes any attacking movements or casts spells, his invisibility will be invalidated.

Duke finally found a shadow and cast a spell.

He was not a mage, but a priest after a long time, and switched to shadow form and started casting spells.

This was a gamble, a gamble on his past experience as a void lord and the knowledge of dreams he learned from Ysera, which would bring additional bonuses to his magic.

Shadow Magic——Mind Control!

Almost instantly, Duke invaded the mind of the guard next to Gehennas. Duke did not dare to go too deep into the guy’s brain, but only gave him an attack order in the image of his master in the guy’s surface mind...

Gehennas was not originally prepared to take action directly, because it seemed that the low-level fire element and earth element creatures he recruited along the way still seemed to have the upper hand.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his ribs.

Eh? Isn’t there a guard on my left?

Gehennas angrily cast his gaze to the left, and was shocked and furious to find that it was the fire demon guard he relied on as a barrier who stabbed him with a spear.