Well, the two are duels.

One-to-one.

It sounds fair, does it?

Actually, this is just a few tricks!

Although warlocks have three talents in the category of [Demon], [Destruction], and [Pain], not allowing warlocks to bring demon pets is equivalent to letting you cut off a pair of palms and run to play ‘Instantia’.

Neozu's strength is at least half of his strength!

Throughout history, warlocks and mages have relied on hellhounds to make mages disgusted. Hellhounds can not only provide warlocks with magic resistance bonuses in the entire range, but also interrupt mages' casting from time to time.

Okay, the hellhound that he just called was wiped out by Alextasa.

Then, find a Void Demon and try to let the Void Demon add a magic shield to himself. The moment the demon comes out, it is also wiped out by the queen.

When the pulling frame was pulled like this, Ner's thrust was also crying.

Damn, is this called a fair showdown?

This is called one-to-one!?

Ner's nose was so angry that his nose was crooked.

Neozu also saw Duke's badness, and what made him even more bitter was that he had promised to crush Karazan and was killed directly. After seeing Nefarian, how could he not know that the 'skinny' elf woman in front of him might be the guardian of the dragon Alextasa?

Even if she didn't attack him, he still couldn't please him.

This later Lich King was never a brave person. Grom Hellscream was 'Don't be cowardly, just do it', OK, Ner'zu...

More than just cowards?

More than just shrinking eggs?

Even the sun shrank to show you!

Other villains, at least they say something harsh, and then they will magnificently "strategic retreat".

Okay, this guy, Ner's jaw didn't say a word, and his chin raised, and a few miserable warlocks rushed up and sweared to death. He turned around and left without turning back, as if he had broken down your door and left without saying a word.

"Hey! Come on, go on, go on! People snatch the bride to tear the door, and at least they leave a red envelope! If you don't leave your life and artifacts, how are you embarrassed?" Duke sneered and used a large ice shield to ate the destruction spell attacks of those warlocks. He raised his hands and made a closed position.

It seemed as if a pair of invisible huge palms appeared in the void, closing the opening of the portal that Naozu made.

"Squeak" a sour sound that stimulates everyone's eardrums.

Neozu's beard was so angry that he turned around and turned around suddenly. The white skeleton Tu Cai on his face began to fall off because of the angrily trembling facial muscles. He fucked a vague verb: "Duke Marcus! The dragon is a strong man, but not a qualified bodyguard. Don't think I can't kill you under her protection!"

Duke hooked his finger and smiled wickedly: "Come on! Who is afraid of whom!"

His gesture was also a signal. Almost the moment his fingers were hooked, the guys behind him, including the Wind Walker sisters, took action. Since Ner's "rules of the world" that he could not care about the "rules of the world" of single-handed fights, then when it comes to group fights, I don't know who is afraid of whom.

Aurelia's violent wind and thunder arrow easily shot a high-level warlock who had lost his shield. Without the shields obtained by the Void Demon's sacrifice, the only thing that could withstand the attack was their own equipment and mortal bodies. They were not Ner's Zu, and they were full of epic equipment that seemed strange but extremely luxurious.

The warlock who relies too much on shields will lose the shield that can protect physical attacks, which is similar to the lamb to be slaughtered.

The Fenglei arrow shot directly into a warlock's head, and even the broken cervical spine was charred. On the other side, Wen Leisha's Fenglei arrow was not as domineering as his elder sister's Fenglei arrow, but the efficiency of killing people is also not bad.

The heroic spirit wizard next to him had just rushed out and stabbed a warlock to death with a heroic spirit sword from behind like a thief. He suddenly found that the rest of Ner's subordinates were killed by the Wind Walker sisters.

As a result, the heroic warriors rushed out from behind either ran to help the chastity saint and the curator, or simply turned into a melon-eating crowd and retreated to the distance to cheer.

If Ner's face was not covered with thick white powder, his face would have been very dark.

Naozu was afraid of death, but when he found that he could not retreat, he would be the kind of person who burst out with infinite potential.

Perhaps, this is human desire to survive.

Above his head, there was a huge fire cloud the size of a small villa, rolling, as if a storm was accumulating. However, this flaming storm was not like a simple element gathering, nor was it like a dead object.

The destructive flame elements are circling regularly, just like the heart in the chest of the human body is pulsing vigorously. The fire cloud absorbs energy from the void elemental realm. Every beat is like a dragon's thick breathing, mixed with wind, thunder and flames.

The staff of Ner's right hand guided the fire cloud. In the [Gul'dan's Skull] tightly held in his left hand, the more surging magic power continued to inject into the fire cloud, making this fire cloud even if it was not a dragon breath, as if it was a dragon breath that protected the giant dragon, and had an incomparable power.

"Oh!?" As if she noticed her mistreatment, Alextasa finally wiped the soup off her mouth with a handkerchief, and immediately she turned her eyes to Nerzo.

A mysterious Xiri-level man already has the ability to injure the dragon, and with the help of the magical artifact, this is enough to pose a threat to the guardian dragon.

The queen couldn't help but squint her eyes: Duke, it doesn't matter if you want to be handsome, don't take it off!

Because the entrance to Karazan has been changed, the place to fight now is the huge terrace where Night Night is located near the broken stairs before.

At this moment, the sky above the terrace seemed to be divided into two distinct sides.

On one side, there is a red sky curtain lit by the depressing flames of destruction. The high-temperature flame tongue that surrounds the fire clouds as they roll and surging seems to burn through the sky of Karazan. Even the illusory space behind them has to be ignited immediately.

On the other side, there is illusion and mystery, half of the sky is flashing with purple-blue arcane light, and exquisite mage hands are turning from phantoms to reality, but this process is not fast or slow, but what people can easily see is not only the palms, but also the palms are holding handfuls of staff that everyone has seen or has never seen before.

"Duke has so many staffs!?" Wenresa was a little confused.

"I don't know, I recognize [Master's Battle Staff] and [Jordan Staff]!" Aurelia was also confused.

Duke was holding the [Titahak* Time Stage] with four sharp corners on the head, all black, and the body of the staff emitted blue and white light. And the floating around him was all the staff he had sealed in the corner of his memory.
Chapter completed!