At this moment, no one knew that Moglani and the other two made such a decision. .

Everyone still focused on Prince Sunderland.

Looking at the violent Prince of Wind, Demitian was confused: "My Lord! Why? Why?"

No alliance strongman has time to answer him.

As we all know, it is mostly 25,000 years of imprisonment that has caused the wind-seeker Sunderland to lose his mind and fall into madness.

The wind element in the atmosphere has begun to boil, and it is no exaggeration to call it the storm element. A fierce hissing sound broke out everywhere in the sky, and the entire sky suddenly changed. The sky that was still clear a moment ago was now occupied by the gloomy storm.

Just when the storm element boiled to its strongest, accompanied by a faint thunder, the figure of the wind-trapping Sunderland began to stretch infinitely, and suddenly occupied almost the entire sky of Silitus.

What a huge elemental giant that was that?

The huge body alone is enough to cover the brilliance of the sun and the moon. He himself is a larger cover than the clouds, as if his huge figure could replace the entire atmosphere and cover everyone, becoming an indelible terrifying shadow.

And just as the storm made the most terrifying howling, the entire Greeksus, no matter any animal, plant, mortal, or even some existence beyond the mortal world, was severely stimulated.

That was the oppression on the soul level. The slightly weaker guy had already trembled, and the darkest fear appeared on his face!

That comes from the memory of their ancestors, deeply imprinted in their genes and the deepest part of their bloodline.

It was the terrifying memory left by the ancient god Cthun and the Wind Elemental Lord in the period of the most terrifying dark empire 25,000 years ago on the Gukalimdo continent!

"Hey hey hey! This is not right! Let's save him, he will forget his kindness and revenge. Why does this guy feel better than Ragnaros?" Gavinlad, who was standing in front, muttered.

Suddenly, he found a hand resting on his shoulder-palms from behind.

"Duke?"

It was Duke who came from the back to the front of the formation at some point. He looked up at Prince Sunderland, who was constantly scattering his teeth and claws, and suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Hey! Didn't anyone think of giving him a kick?"

Give him a kick? How to give it?

The other party is an invisible and invisible wind element...uh, wait!

At this time, everyone finally discovered that the source of all the wind was the [Skull of Wind-Chasinger] who had just been placed on the ground as a sacrifice!

Duke flew up, as if he was chopping a power cable with a kitchen knife, and the thunderous thunder was blowing along the way.

It was just like this that the kick with both natural attributes, and the skull that was originally well-placed was crooked.

"ah!?"

This kick surprised everyone because they saw in shock that the huge and boundless figure in the air instantly shrank countless times.

Prince Sunderland did not kick it like a paper man, but he was obviously affected by some unknown.

Only Ronin and Tyrande saw something, and they noticed the flash of fire.

"Is this...the glory of divine nature?"

"Divine?" Jaina asked Tyrande.

Tyrande nodded: "Well, it seems that Prince Sunderland wants to spread his will, absorb and purify elemental power from the atmosphere, but was stopped by Duke."

Duke raised his head, with a mysterious smile on his face: "Sunderland! I know you are angry! He is also very manic! You are eager to vent your resentment! But you also have to see who knocked down Ragnaros and let you out..."

"Roar" roared and a sword in front of him. This is Prince Sunderland's answer.

Duke frowned. The Prince Sunderland was obviously different from the princes in history. The Prince Feng in history even yelled a few human words.

Duke looks like he is thinking about life, but he is not afraid of being hacked to death. If Magni, holding the Hammer of the Fire Demon, and Tyrio, holding the [Ash Messenger], can both let Duke be hacked to death here, then they will be a hero.

This time, Magni, who activated the [God of Gods to Earth], directly swung the Fire Demon Hammer and had a fancy encounter with Prince Sunderland's Wind Sword.

"Boom!" It seemed like the terrifying momentum of a volcano erupted, directly overwhelmed Prince Sunderland. The prince's wind sword was not only knocked back with a hammer, but also showed a strange stiffness in his tilt.

At this time, anyone can see the weakness in the prince's seemingly powerful huge body.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the legend, how powerful the Wind Chaser was, but he was imprisoned. Although the King of Fire Demon could not completely destroy him, he split him into two halves and imprisoned him.

It is conceivable how weak Prince Sunderland was after 25,000 years of torture.

Since communication is impossible, the result is destined.

"Do you get rid of him!"

Duke raised his cloak, and he even disdained to take action.

That's right!

Prince Sunderland seemed strong, but in fact he was strong outside and had a strong man on the outside. More than 20,000 years of imprisonment made him degenerate in all aspects, even rational.

There is only instinct left on one end, no special skill, and the weakened version of the elemental lord who can only chop randomly can only be regarded as a large target. If this is not done, the alliance's heroes can jump into the river and commit suicide together.

Duke sat behind him, quietly watching the poor Prince Sunderland heading into a dead end.

"Ao" Prince Sunderland pretended to be struck by lightning. Gavin Rad, who thought he could easily make a magic weapon, rarely used his thunder power to slash the prince.

"Ah" the prince was angry! Because McGonie suddenly came to teach him how to be a human being [Savras*Ragnaros's Hand] that taught him how to be a human being.

"Ahhhhhh" the prince was angry again! [Ash Messenger] The blazing holy light made him vaguely recall that there seemed to be a group of Titans in the past, using such light to teach him how to be a human being.

Magic and arrows were pouring out like rainstorms, and weapons filled with flame elements were again and again, leaving scars on his weak body.

There was no surprise. In just five minutes, the poor and pathetic Prince Sunderland fell down shortly after seeing the light of day again.

A large ball of dust-like things are the wreckage of Prince Wind. Amid the dust, a small wind sword is particularly eye-catching.

"This is..." Gavin Rad was extremely curious.

"This is [Blade of Wind Kiss], holding it and letting that crazy believer work."
Chapter completed!