Duke is contradictory.

For those around you who are likely to encounter bad luck, Dukeba cannot turn his fate and history into a drastic change so that they can get rid of the curse of death.

However, Duke was extremely entangled. Because there were too many historical changes, he might not be able to encounter those legendary historical moments that shocked him.

It's like the extremely famous Uther's Twelve Paladins rushing into the formation at this moment.

After witnessing Uther's courage, Duke had the illusion that he had truly traveled over and joined this epic battle.

"Not good! The position is not enough!" Lothar, who was still in the rear, suddenly discovered the problem. Orgrim immediately discovered Uther's desperate rushing formation. He actually gathered his guard before Uther's twelve Paladins rushed over!

At this moment, there were three chief-level guys, nearly 300 elite double-headed ogre guards crowded together.

Such a thick lineup is really not even a place to stand.

Uther rushed over like this, it was simply a death sentence!

No matter how strong the war horse under his crotch is, it is impossible for him to knock out the two-headed ogre weighing nearly one ton.

who?

Who can cover up Uther!?

It seemed as if I heard the scream in Anduin's heart that a miracle happened.

On the right wing of the league, a new light suddenly burst out.

"Duke Marcus!" countless alliance commanders exclaimed.

Don't blame them for being shocked, because of the appearance of Baron Gadon, almost all mages and priests in the alliance began to withdraw. The wide area [Mana Burning] with a range of unknown kilometers is definitely a nightmare for spellcasters with low rank.

There were few mage groups in various countries retreating, Dalaran's mage groups also retreated, and even Antonidas retreated. Even though the news came seemed to be the [dispersion] of the high-level priest could offset this mysterious attack that mortals had never seen before, but who would dare to fight when the battle situation was in ruins?

Duke dares!

This is not only his clear understanding of Baron Gadon, but more so, it is still...

courage!

Yes! It's no less than the weapons of the Twelve Paladins who launched the death charge.

At this moment, the five first-generation paladins all looked at Duke. Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, they still clearly felt Duke's will.

Go! I'll open the way for you!

"Hahahaha!" Uther smiled rarely.

Five first-generation paladins laughed.

The twelve paladins all laughed.

This is the crazy laughter from the gates of hell under the staring of death.

This is because I suddenly found a confidant and laughed out loud under the terror of despair!

"Who says mages are cowards?" Saidan Dassauhan laughed while riding his horse.

"Yes! At least we have Duke Marcus!" Tyrio Fording gently touched the hammer with Tulayan not far away.

"Hahaha! As long as you survive, who dares to say this in the future, I will shake his face with one blow!" Gavinlad laughed strangely.

At this moment, even hundreds of meters apart, they could still feel that Duke seemed to be standing behind them.

Duke gave up his horse and stood on the top of a modified steam tank. The one who drove the tank for him was the King of Bronzebeard Dwarfs, the Great Blacksmith Magni Bronzebeard!

"It's ready!" Magney shouted.

"Then let's go!"

A pair of huge light wings composed of 1,024 mage hands suddenly stretched out from behind Duke, and then countless balls of light were made of pure magic, and five colors of light balls rose from various parts of his body.

The sky-blue light ball is filled with the power of wind inherited from the storm altar.

The blue and white light ball represents the thunder and lightning waves from the same place.

The azure blue light ball shows the mage's inherent power of frost element.

The purple-blue light ball means the mysterious magic brilliance that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The golden flames poured into the spirit of Duke and even the entire human race, which was a spirit of unrestrained struggle against fate and an unyielding spirit.

Thousands of five-colored light balls, a [Master's Battle Staff] bloomed with a glory beyond the mortal world on this collapsed and corrupt battlefield.

As if he felt the call of this glory in the dark, many fleeing Alliance soldiers began to stop and stared at the direction where Duke was stupid.

This brilliance is so dazzling that people didn't even notice even the larger Red Dragon Queen Alextasa who has arrived here.

Accompanied by the bad mechanical sound of the steam tank, the mage's hand floating above Duke's left and right sides began to fire.

This world suddenly seemed to have fallen the brightest meteor shower.

The magical energy ball flashing with glittering light broke into the orc's vision, drawing a series of terrifying arcs that make people slack, announcing the arrival of death to every orc.

"Boom!"

The first wave of attacks was the most rapid [chain lightning]. More than three hundred huge lightning chains longer than the flagpole rushed into the orc array, winding and flickering.

The orcs with magic resistance directly turned into coke, and those with high resistance were at least paralyzed by electricity and unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, continuous flashes of flames burst out in turn on the orc's left wing to the front.

"Boom boom boom!"

The storm-like explosion instantly enveloped the entire orcs' frontier battle line.

Many Beast soldiers who had just arrived in Azeroth from Drano were fortunate to meet Duke, a terrifying wizard who could be called "one person is a mage group" on the battlefield on the Eastern Kingdoms continent for the first time.

Not every orc comes from the Blackstone clan, which is naturally highly resistant to flames.

Just touching the flame elements wrapped under the outer skin of the shallow element, once they are under force, they will immediately release all the magic power contained in it. The flames instantly burn everything they touch to the hair, skin, flesh, and bones.

The flames burst out not only brought about the terrifying burning power, but also the extremely terrifying impact. The terrifying explosion shock wave acted on the orc infantry, directly blowing people into pieces and flying around.

The guy who was first hit by the fireball died immediately and could not die again.

The secondary damage caused by the fireball explosion should not be underestimated.

A broken giant hammer head shot at the orc next to him like a cannonball. The heavy left shoulder brace made of the black iron dwarf was first deformed under the force under the slam, and then each bone on the entire arm was smashed and smashed by a huge impact.

The terrifying impulse that had not yet been completely eliminated knocked the hammer head and the unlucky ghost it hit and flew out horizontally. The orc's left ribs sunk inward in an instant during this process, directly filling the ribs, left lungs, and even heart that should have been well protected into a pile of shredded minced meat. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!