Duke was stunned, too.

He never expected that with Kelthus's all-out efforts, he could create such an exaggerated and crazy fire wall.

No, this is no longer a firewall. Because this kind of firewall that will move forward should be called [Fire Wave].

Generally, Earth mages cannot use fire waves. Sky mages can create a twenty-meter-wide fire wave in a short time.

Duke calculated his limit slightly, and it was estimated that it would be about two hundred meters wide, so he couldn't stand it anymore.

That's right, the Morning Star Mage can indeed be a small nuclear reactor to produce magic by itself. But just like the name of Morning Star, it is just the magic output of the Star Light level.

Considering that Kaizi is just Huiyue now, according to the estimate given by the system prompts, it would be amazing to have a fire wave of 500 meters wide at most.

Now it is two kilometers wide. Even if it is a short-term magic, it is not difficult to imagine that the magic required and the mental power required to control magic without going wild are huge. Without a large number of top-level epic magic equipment, it is impossible to hold on.

Sure enough, the rich man, oh, no, this should be said, indeed, it is worthy of being the imperial family.

The Sun-Chasing Wang family, who has been passed down for nearly 7,000 years, has a rich family background that outsiders can't imagine. Any low-end goods that they look down on are already rare goods that can make Dalaran a large number of magicians in civil war.

Wang Erdai, let’s be good friends!

Of course, Duke, who claims to be an honest and reliable young man, will never attack Kelthus. Well, I silently remembered that he had brushed Kaizi's book countless times before traveling through time, which was another matter.

The trolls below are in trouble.

No one would have thought that the rune stone magic array could be used like this.

The rune stone itself can rise up a huge wind and thunder tornado anywhere in the Yongge Forest, killing all the creatures inside. Duke walked the other way, and pulled away more power from the earth veins when he could not gather the power of wind and thunder.

The exhausted earth veins can easily form huge underground voids.

There was no problem at all.

But not long ago, this place was tortured by various orcs of huge war machines. Duke took the time to veins again, causing the earth to lose support in disguise. Then, under the systematic calculation, it became a perfect trap.

Now, all Kelthas has to do is to force these trolls into the trap.

The violent flames swept across the entire battlefield plain. The flames caused the surrounding temperature to rise step by step and the air was greatly heated. Regardless of the flames that kept flying in the turbulent flow, such high-temperature air would be severely burned even if it was inhaled into the lungs.

Once the flame fell on any flammable material, it immediately rose. The fire was driven by Kelthas, burning everything along the way.

A distant memory arose in every troll's heart. They suddenly found themselves, like their ancestors, ruthlessly driven by the magic-printed elves. Leave the land where they stand, leave the home where they live, and step by step towards death and destruction.

The surging flames easily remind them of the burned capital of the Amani Empire...

"Ahhhhh" the trolls let out a terrified scream.

This scream was as sharp as their ancestors, panicked and desperate.

"It's impossible!" Zu Jin rushed his strong wind power madly, trying to use the strong wind to fight against the flames of Kelthas.

At this moment, there is no need for Kelthas to remind you that more elves are taking action.

The astrologist Kabonia poured her flames into the flames of Kelthas.

Solanlian, the chief star savant under Kelthas, did the same.

Not only them, but more members of the Silver Moon Council joined the battle and incited this huge fire wave to sweep towards the trolls.

"Beeboo!" The flames burned everything.

This endless wall of flame reminds the trolls of the distant dark ages that their ancestors passed down by word of mouth. At that time, a forest fire often destroyed a troll clan.

Now, this fear is approaching the depths of every troll on the battlefield.

They kept retreating, fearing of flames and falling off the cliff, nearly 50,000 trolls squeezed into a ball along the long deep valley.

The hearts of all the trolls contracted because of their excessive fear, and the terrifying screams of their companions when facing death deepened the chaos in the team.

Trolls began to be squeezed into deep cracks on the earth.

The unlucky ghost waved his limbs in horror. Blood surged from all over his body, and his vision instantly turned from the blazing light all over his eyes to the pitch black. He unconsciously opened his mouth wide and let the strong wind rush into his lungs. I don’t know how many seconds it had fallen, but under the impact of a huge force that was so fierce that it was indescribable, he lost consciousness directly.

"Ahhhh" a shrill cry came from the deep darkness, and the echoes kept echoing, making it impossible for them to judge how deep the crack was.

Panic spread further.

The fire waves are approaching, getting closer and closer!

A troll rushed into the fire waves desperately, trying to rush through the fire waves to vent his last anger towards the elves. But after a few steps, his whole body charred, turned into a ball of coke, and fell to the flames.

More trolls were squeezed into deep valleys in panic and pushing.

On the city wall, countless left-behind high elves pressed their chests excitedly, and an excited flush surged on their fair faces. They stared at this scene, afraid of missing any details.

This is the end of the hateful trolls!

This is the end of the troll who slaughtered their compatriots and their relatives, who should kill thousands of swords!

And at this moment, their great prince, His Highness, Kelthas, was avenged for them!

They shouted slogans frantically, so excited that they could not help themselves.

Firewall has already taken over many high-level elves, and Kelthas finally put down his biggest burden. He summoned his phoenix mount, "O", and stood above the battlefield in an almost hovering posture. Unconsciously, he looked back and saw Duke standing on the city wall.

Duke was very calm, his dark and deep eyes were like the endless starry sky, with a kind of indifference that could determine the life and death of millions of living beings while talking and laughing.

Duke stared at the entire battlefield peacefully, but gave Kelthas an illusion, as if the entire Quelthalas was under Duke's control.

Surprisingly, Kelthus did not have any horror or uneasiness.

On the contrary, Kelthas actually felt a sense of trance that if the country was entrusted to Duke, the people might have a better life.

He dared not tell anyone this feeling. Because this feeling is definitely not what a **** who will control the entire country in the future should have.

Kelthas smiled and waved to Duke, but was thought by all the elves to be the prince waving to them.
Chapter completed!