Stormwind God

A huge purple-blue energy ball floated less than two meters above the head of the evil hoof.

Duke also did not attack casually. Once the evil hoof hits Lothar, at the moment Lothar lifts his shield, there must be a powerful arcane impact energy falling on the forefoot of the evil hoof. In normal times, Duke seeks out the number of layers of the Arcane Blast appropriately. The number of layers is basically maintained at about five to seven layers.

When the evil hoof summoned the little ghost Kirerick again and was shot dead by Duke's hand with arcane energy, the evil hoof finally realized that his end was coming.

"Do not--"

After Garona's gorgeous dagger combo finally wounded the eyes of the evil hoof, Lothar found a chance, and the golden mysterious and shining sword sharply penetrated the heart of the evil hoof and twisted.

"Retreat!" Lothar and Garona heard Duke's shout at the same time, both of them jumped off after a small jump, leaving the claws of the evil hoof suddenly widening before death.

Lothar only realized at this time that the surrounding space didn't even know when there were dozens of mage's hands floating, and a fireball the size of a human head was condensed on each of the mage's hands.

It was almost the moment that Lothar and Garona jumped away.

The dense crimson fireball seemed to be shooting down like a meteor fire and rain, banging on the evil hoof, and the evil hoof that had greatly reduced vitality could no longer resist the fireball of Duke with more cohesive magic. This makes the flames of the fireball converge like a pillar of fire.

A not huge but very delicate fire torch appeared in the middle of the large room. Not only was the body of the torn tormented evil hoof burned, the hot heat seemed to melt the marble floor of the room containing the magic circle.

"Wow ah ah--" The evil hoof screamed in the flames.

The evil hoof is dead, the whole body is burned from the inside to the outside by flames of hell, and the demon energy full of smelly smell is scattered around, most of it is burned by Duke's fire, and a little is scattered, and the room is filled with A faint smell.

With the death of the evil hoof, the portals from the teleporters also lost their support and disappeared.

The lively room fell silent for a while, leaving only the heavy breathing of everyone.

This level of fighting was nothing to Lothar. He tilted his head, looked around, and found that no one was falling to the ground.

No one died, which is definitely a good thing.

Being psychologically prepared and someone really sacrificed are two different things.

Without saying anything, Lothar gave Duke and Garona thumbs. The gap in the fighting power of the people was most fully reflected in the first war.

Lothar and Garona are clearly the first echelon.

Except for the two of them, only Duke is the only one who can help. The rest, including the priest, is dealing with miscellaneous soldiers.

Duke covered his nose and buzzed, "Let's go out, I'll collect the booty."

"Lot?" Lothar froze slightly.

Indeed, it is a natural thing for the victors on the battlefield to obtain loot. However, most of what you can get on the battlefield are swords and belongings, or you can get the enemy's banner as your glory, and there won't be many substantial good things.

Now that he has killed a medium-powered Sartre, Duke said that the booty?

Lothar was a little curious.

There have never been any demons near Stormwind City. If killing demons such as evil creatures can bring glory, but also bring benefits, maybe this is also a bright spot.

I don't know why, Lothar has a deep hunch, the devil ... is likely to increase.

The better you know about demons, the easier it will be to deal with them later.

Over there, Duke began ordering the system sprites.

"Scan the loot and search for everything with high-intensity spell power."

"Okay, host ..." After a few seconds, the system wizard gave instructions: "Ten steps to the west, the shelf with three red cover magic books, the third floor, the fifth book from the left, turn on……"

Seeing Duke's movements, Garona turned her head curiously, and Lothar was stunned.

He has never seen such a golden-eyed Duke, and this guy is clearly a tangled man. He claims to be the second richest man in the Stormwind Kingdom, and no one dares to call himself first.

However, it is such an existence, at this moment there is no ecstasy on his face.

It's like a miser who digs into a gold mine. She is almost sickly crazy, and at the same time she has a face that she never wants to share with others.

"I'm not a black hand ... I'm not a black hand ..." Read the words that Rosa and Garona absolutely couldn't understand, Duke floated to the left like a ghost ...

"Black hand?" Garona tilted her head, wondering, "What does he say about the name of the orc chieftain?"

She didn't know that this "black hand" was not another "black hand"!

Duke was eager to find something to wash his hands, a bath or incense.

Although Duke didn't believe in any metaphysics, he was a former "World of Warcraft" leader; as a Mafia who once played a copy of "Molting Heart" within a week, and let a warlock and a druid complete the equipment Long; as the leader of the black hand that the whole regiment pointed at the nose all year round, Duke couldn't believe how red his hands could be.

"Uh, Lothar, can you do me a favor?"

After cleaning up a demon who is not weak, Lothar is in a good mood. He smiles brightly: "I'm happy to help."

Duke pointed to the huge magical book: "There is something in it. If I touch it, I'm afraid I'm black ... afraid of getting evil. If you can use your sword to open this magical book, All right."

This is definitely a strange request.

In the alternative, Lothar would definitely suspect that guy was pitting him. But Duke ... Lothar could obviously feel the tangles in Duke's mind.

He smiled, and the gorgeous sword stabbed gently into the bottom of the big book, picking it. The whole big book flew out like this.

Less said that a book weighing more than ten pounds fell to the ground, and the boss made an impact. What was unexpected was that the pages of the book were not opened without any restraints. The pages are glued together like glue.

Lothar frowned slightly, he had a little more eyes, subconsciously shielded half of his body with a shield, and then the sharp sword stabbed in along the pages of the book.

"Why--" With a whisper, Duke murmured.

Nima, it really has an evil breath!

However, the power of the demon left by the evil hoof is a big problem for Duke. It was a labor of help to Lothar. Dispelled by this sword that was secretly known as the 'Sword of the King' by Duke, the little demon power was swept away.

The book opened, revealing a hollowed out interior.

Inside was a cloth belt and a strange ornament!

Duke couldn't help but feel happy.