Duke thought Enzos was very annoying. .

Disgusting, sinister, despicable, cold guns are placed behind the scenes!

The Burning Legion is playing the destruction of the world, nothing to do with you, Enzos!

Wake up, the Qing Dynasty has been destroyed, oh, no, it was your dark empire that has been destroyed for 25,000 years.

What kind of old and young people just can't see the reality clearly.

Sargeras could destroy you ancient gods once, even if he is not representing the Pantheon now, would he still share this planet with you, Enzos?

I have no idea what this guy named Nzos came out to do.

However, it is obvious that corroding the jade dream is definitely an important part of some major conspiracy that Enzos has planned for a long time.

If there was no systematic scanning, Duke would never know that there was a huge amount of corrupt energy hidden in the afterimage of Savis. This part is afraid that it would be enough to pollute the Emerald Dream Ten times.

If Duke is really stupid to go up and fight Savis, then after killing Savis in minutes, there will be a self-destruction!

After Savis became enormous, the belly with a big belly was filled with high concentration of pus, all of which were pollutants on the spiritual level.

Once it happens, it is ten thousand times worse than "instilling island-country action movies into little girls who believe in Santa". If Duke really touches it himself, he will be brainwashed in minutes like the good gay guardian of the earth, Nesario, who was the good gay guardian of the earth.

Duke didn't bite the hook, and Enzos' fishing tactics naturally failed.

When Du broke the boss of Savis's afterimage at the lowest cost, he then broke another situation: over there, Isera almost kneeled.

Isera tried to wield her claws, but she could not stop Senarius' attack.

"No! Damn, you..."

Tentacle play, it's so exciting.

If Isera was not in the form of a dragon, I guess this scene would not even dare to describe the most violent bard.

As Duke had previously estimated, Isera fell into an absolute disadvantage. Because of her soul being damaged, she could not use the magic of the dream system. Isera could only fight with the most primitive attack methods like the head of the ancestor dragon.

Unfortunately, after her body size shrank a circle, all her claw strikes, dragon tail sweeps, dragon wing strikes, and even dragon bites became significantly reduced.

The only highlight is that the Dragon Breath of Iserana's natural attribute actually purified a lot of Senarius's summoning objects.

There are several purified tree spirits; the forest sisters who are deer underneath, know some natural magic; and...Malfurio!

Duke really didn't expect that Malfurio would actually run here. He didn't have time to ask why Malfurio appeared here. Anyway, the system showed that Malfurio was half-blooded, and he still had a lot of magic.

A great druid with huge magic power will give him a breath and give him some cover. He will inject himself with blood and will be resurrected in full blood soon.

Duke raised his hand, and a huge ice shield blocked the thorns that Senarius threw at Malfurio.

Malfurion showed surprise on his face, and then he saw Duke and nodded to Duke.

Duke no longer cared about the big druid with green head, and instead launched a fierce attack on Senarius.

"Aoao! Corrosion! Crazy! Only nightmare is eternal!" Cenarius raised his hands and shouted a lot of nonsense that is unique to mentally ill patients.

Duke didn't feel anything. He was destined to be less than a pot of peeing with naturalists.

With a thought, dozens of flame swords appeared out of thin air, slashing at the tentacles and thorns that were brought out of thin air that fell Senarius.

The next second, Duke was shocked!

The flames are very effective for rotten tentacle vines, and they burned the tentacles that were entangled with Isera in the blink of an eye. However, less than a hundredth of a second, more rotten vines emerged from the void and continued to wrap around Isera's dragon body, becoming tighter and tighter.

Isera's neck was so irritated that she couldn't breathe.

"Become a human!" Duke shouted.

"No" Isera refused, because becoming a human figure means that she gave up on the battle forever. Cenarius has a special meaning to her.

"He is not Senarius!" Duke suddenly added.

"He is..." Isera was stunned and even forgot about struggle.

"Yo, Enzos, are you finally willing to appear? Even if it's just a small part!?" Duke sneered at Senarius, who seemed violent and constantly used dark plant magic.

Time seemed to have frozen, and Isera was the former master of this world after all. She began to examine the degenerate "adopted son" in front of her with the strongest perception she could.

The next moment, she didn't even say hello to Duke, and her size, which was still quite large, suddenly shrank.

Duke did not waste Iserra's decision. He stretched out his hand and a mage's hand that was bigger than a man appeared out of thin air, and pulled back Iserra, who had turned back into the form of a night elf.

Almost just pulled into Duke's arms, Isera fell soft again. Sure enough, fighting forcibly in a state of damage to her soul was too burdened.

Senarius on the other side showed surprise on his face, and then he grinned.

"Hehehe! So interesting! Duke Marcus, I'm really interested in you." His voice became extremely low and thick, like a muffled thunder, like a drum, and a kind of indifference that transcends the world.

That is the pride that does not take any life in the world seriously and is above.

"Huh! Enzos, for the first time I greeted you, I thought you would always be huddled in the dark corner and refused to come out." Duke hugged Isera, who was gasping for breath because of his strength, staring at Senarius in front of him with Enzos' will attached.

‘Cenarius’ shook his huge index finger on his right hand: “No, no, no, according to you humans, I am a chess player. If a chess player falls into the end and becomes a chess piece, it would be too much of a loss.”

Wow!

What you said makes sense. Do I want to sign an autograph with you?

"Haha!" Duke turned on the taunt mode: "Do you think Sargeras will treat you as a chess player?"

The Enzos thief was speechless.

As the ancient god, it has a high opinion of itself and no one looks down on it. Apart from occasionally colluding with old friends who are also the ancient god, Enzos has never had any pleasure.

During the Dark Empire era, the ancient gods did not accept each other and attacked each other.

As for Sargeras, it is fake to say that he doesn't hate him.

The arrival of the Pantheon destroyed the dream of dominance of the ancient gods. Even if Sargeras fell, would Sar respect Nzos, a defeated man at that time?
Chapter completed!