Diga subconsciously raised her shield while tilting her head.

I happened to see a strange, illusory white palm made of arcane energy appearing not far above his left shoulder. This [Master's Hand], which is as clever as a human hand, attracted Diga's entire mind, making him forget the danger and ignore everything else in the world. There is only such a hand made of arcane energy left in the entire horizon.

The lightning shot out from the palm of the hand of the [Master's Hand], bursting out a blue-purple elliptical light ball, shattering all the clusters of flames. The scarlet flame that had lost its mysterious power quickly withered in the void, suddenly giving people a feeling of clear turbidity.

This is not the end. If these poor little demons shoot the rain of fire, then Duke's counterattack is a barrage that fills the horizon in the true sense.

These short evil devils are obviously not good at melee combat.

Diga and his comrades were confident that if they could get close to them, they could definitely use their long sword to teach them to be human. However, on the way to charge in front of them, I really don’t know how many people would fall down.

Diga had a preliminary estimate in his mind. To control these monsters that kept pouring into the room, they would need at least 30 people to barely do it.

However, under the all-round shooting of Duke's terrifying [Armor Missile], these little demons were directly suppressed back like native chickens and dogs.

He was shot and killed by suffocation, his chest was shot and killed by being shot through his forehead and was shot and was shot and killed by a missile explosion in his head... The short and inferior demons flew backwards in all directions like mowed grass and died.

Duke, who was clearly in the upper hand, suddenly shouted: "Everyone suppresses the little demons coming out of the portal."

Duke bought everyone the time to charge. The soldiers waved their swords and approached the scarlet portals, standing on the side of the door, giving each little demon who dared to jump into this big room a sharp and accurate blow.

Duke's cheek muscles shook, for some reason, which reminded him of beating a gopher...

There is another very important reason why Duke's Arcane Missile Offensive cannot continue - Garona was caught.

【Devil Chain】

In this room full of runes and magic circles, it is obvious that evil hoofs can control the space to a certain extent. When Garona was chasing evil hoofs and chopping them, she suddenly found that she was teleported.

The scenery in front of me changed instantly and came to the middle of the room.

The thick and emitting strange evil energy was shining out of the blood-red magic array on the ground, binding Garona tightly.

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However, even though her neck was as thick as two detonators were inserted into her, she still couldn't move the demon chains on her body.

Orcs never lack power, but unfortunately, the mysterious power cannot be shaken by brute force.

Lothar seemed to want to save Garona, but was drunk by Duke.

"I'll come, you go and chase evil hoof!"

For some reason why Duke made such an arrangement, Lothar did as he did. The gorgeous sword emitting a faint golden glow drew a dazzling arc of light in the air, slashing towards the evil hooves.

As a demon who likes to abuse very much, Sartre not only has good casting abilities, but also cannot be underestimated in their hand-to-hand combat abilities.

Seeing the aggressive Lossa, Evil Hound pulled out a huge scimitar from somewhere and fought with Lossa. He held the knife in his right hand and waved his claws in his left hand, and attacked flexibly and rapidly, and immediately pushed Lossa back.

Duke didn't care about Lothar.

If Lothar was killed like this, then he would not deserve to be called the "Lion of Azeroth" by later generations. He transferred his firepower and suddenly blasted at the chains on Garona....

This is not an easy task.

In the real world, there is no such simple and convenient spell as prohibiting damage to friendly forces.

If you hit, you hit. Even if Garona has a physique that is beyond humanity, in essence, the heroic Garona is still an orc. Duke is very suspicious whether his arcane missile barrage can hit Garona when Garona is free to move. But when his body is bound, Garona is a living target.

Seeing the arcane missile pouring overwhelmingly, Garona's face showed a terrified expression for the first time.

Most orcs are simple and ignorant. When they face the unknown, they are prone to awe. Before the birth of orc warlocks, they transfer their awe of the unknown and mystery to the shaman. Therefore, orc shamans often have a high status.

Similarly, despite being a mixed race, Garona inherited awe of mystery.

Seeing so many arcane missiles, Garona almost suspected that Duke was going to attack her.

However... it's not.

Duke knew very well that Garona occupied in the long river of fate in Azeroth. Perhaps, there was a day when Duke would attack Garona, but it was definitely not now.

Like a arcane missile pouring down from heavy rain, it accurately hits the scarlet demon chains.

Originally, Duke was worried that his spell could not cross the level and destroy the demon chains made by the boss's evil hooves.

I don’t know if it was Lothar’s mysterious sword that restrained the evil hoof, or if the evil hoof’s spell itself had flaws or some strange setting.

Duke's attack worked.

Under the attack of the arcane missiles as dense as the storm, thick blood-colored chains made a series of dense "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds, and burst inch by the light of Garona and Lothar's eyes.

Garona, who had recovered her freedom, let out an angry roar, and at the same time, she did not forget to throw a grateful look at Duke and pounced on him again.

It seemed as if Duke's firepower was so fierce that Tristan's evil hooves were caught off guard.

It seemed as if I had practiced countless times, the cooperation between Losa and Garona seemed to be extremely tacit.

Luosa attacked fiercely on the front, and his sword skills were wide open and closed. Faced with each counterattack of the evil hoof, Luosa's shield could just use side strikes to remove most of the power of the evil hoof, allowing the evil hoof's slam to return ineffectively. He also gave a sharp stab when the evil hoof revealed its flaws.

Garona focused on going around the back of the evil hooves and playing with back pricks.

The attack of the female orc assassin made Xieho's scalp even more numb. His solid demonic skin and thick hair were completely unable to resist Garona's sharp series of slashes. In a moment, Xieho's back was already blurred.

The evil hooves tried to retreat to avoid being attacked from front and back, but they were almost staggered to the ground by Garona's quick sweeping leg.

At this time, a little devil who was obviously one size bigger than other little demons jumped out.

Duke narrowed his eyes and focused his eyes on this big little ghost.

Kilrik! Evil Hoof's closest combat partner.

As a powerful helper of Evil Hoof, Kilrik is definitely not a vegetarian, but unfortunately he encountered Duke.
Chapter completed!