At least five orcs were bombed into the sky for each fireball. When most of them fell down, they had turned into gradually cooled corpses.

Almost in an instant, the entire orc striker was plowed completely by Duke. At least there were more than a thousand people.

But the more serious blow is morale.

The orcs were rushing forward. At this moment, it seemed like a poor worm who was sent to the gallows. His limbs were still twitching and struggling, but his throat was tightly strangled.

The "lok-tar, ogar!" that kept shouting "lok-tar!" came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Instead, there were continuous screams.

The third wave is the mysterious arcane missile.

It is completely different from the ordinary cognitive arcane missile. No one expected that a small arcane missile would cause a terrifying effect like being hit by a human shell. Many orcs screamed, and then their entire bodies turned into blood rain, fragmented and fell to the ground scattered.

This scene was not only shocked by the orcs, but also the Wind Walker sisters around Duke, as well as Magni and others were inexplicably surprised.

Duke did not answer, he silently looked at the sentence in the system prompt:

"You activated the top-level super magic specialty [Arcane Energy Storm]: After activation, your spell damage will be increased by 100%, and your mana consumption will be increased by 50%, lasting for 30 seconds..."

Yes, the power doubles, but the consumption is also halfway.

Under such terrifying consumption, Duke is not something that a mere morning star magic circuit can support.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Duke's hand was full of mana crystals that kept falling onto the upper armor of the steam tank. These mana crystals that were priceless in the eyes of others, filled with mana were poured out of the space bag and passed by Duke's hand, and the mana inside was absorbed.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding

The crystal block that loses its magical glory is as cheap as the metal shell ejected after a machine gun fires.

The mage fights mana, while Duke fights money!

Moreover, the speed of burning money is no different from lighting a warehouse full of banknotes.

However, the next second, Duke's magic suddenly stopped.

"Not good!" More than one alliance commander screamed on the battlefield.

[Mana Burning] - This terrifying negative magic that made countless mages look terrified and eventually came to Duke.

The purple-blue arcane glory that originally lingers on Duke's body was driven away, and Duke's hair, hair, and even the mage robe on his body began to burn. This was not the harmless burning of the flame elements, it was the burning that was really burning to his body.

"Duke!?" The three Wind Walker sisters who had been standing on the tank top and guarding Duke were screaming at the same time.

"I'm fine." Without screaming, Duke groaned and decisively launched the [Ice Barrier]!

The surging frost element that surged out of his body quickly drove away the [** Bomb] magic from Baron Gadon. Another second later, Duke canceled the [Ice Barrier] and continued to pour magic towards the tribe.

However, just three seconds later, Duke was hit again.

"No……"

"Ding!" Duke launched [Hurry Cooling] in one breath, forcibly calmed down his ice magic circuit, allowing him to open the [Ice Barrier] again in a short time and knock off the [** Bomb].

The once stagnant magic attack was launched again, and Duke used his own strength to open up a path of life in a desperate situation for Uther's charge.

"Duke! Enough! You have tried your best!" Aurelia is not an unsavory woman. She is a high elf. She knows clearly that even if she masters [Quick Cooling], the [Ice Barrier] used by the mage to save her life can only be opened twice at most in a short period of time.

"Duke--" Winresa was so anxious that she almost cried.

Sylvanas looked at Duke with a complicated expression. She wanted to say something, but finally became silent. The longer she spent with Duke, the more she understood why her sister and sister would be obsessed with this little human wizard who looked a little ordinary...

"No! Not enough! The tribe's formation has not been opened yet! I have another way to not waste my life!"

Soon, everyone knew what Duke called the method.

Duke actually took turns using his magic circuit, not ordinary use, but almost destructively.

The essence of [Mana Burning] is to ignite the mana in the magic circuit. The more magic power you have, the more damage you will have. From another angle, without mana, there will be no harm.

Duke is fighting for his life. He concentrates all his mana in a certain magic circuit for a short time and continues to attack with relative magic. When his mana is burning, he uses up all the mana in that magic circuit in the shortest time. After the effect of [Mana Burning] is completed, although the magic circuit has been damaged due to spontaneous combustion, he can immediately use another magic circuit to continue attacking.

[Thunder] is broken with [Furious Wind], [Furious Wind] is followed by [Frost], then to [Fish], and finally [Arcane]...

Duke was hit by [Mana Burning] seven times, and he actually survived.

Everyone who witnessed this scene was unknowingly crying in their eyes.

When there is no high-level priest around you, [Mana Burning] seven times! Who doesn't know that the mage's mana is much stronger than life power? This is tantamount to Duke's seven times stepping into the gate of hell and then retracting his feet violently.

Will this come at no cost?

No!

On the contrary, this is a very high price that all mages in the world are unwilling to pay!

For a long time next, even if Duke uses such an apprentice-level magic, he is likely to collapse and die on the spot.

"Duke! Enough! Enough! Let's leave it to us next!" Wenresa on the left and Aurelia on the right. The two sisters hugged Duke tightly.

"Okay!" Duke's body was twitching wildly in pain, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The defeat of the alliance main formation stopped, and the running alliance soldiers began to shout "Long live the alliance", turning around and charging towards the orcs regardless.

A golden blade exuding a sacred aura appeared on the battlefield. It flew over the wide charred earth at high speed and cut into the green ocean obliquely.

After Duke's ten-wheeled magic finally opened a bloody road, Uther's twelve paladins perfectly killed the orc's forward and collided with it.

Driven by the war horse that was also shining with golden light, Uther plunged into the battlefield, wielding a long-handled war hammer, and drew a brilliant arc from bottom to top like a polo.
Chapter completed!