CHAPTER 694: NO HOPE

Antonidas had tried to bypass Krasus and directly bombard the Alliance warships.

Krasus doesn’t care at all. If you want to fight, just fight. I will hit you hard when I find a flaw.

When the great lich cast a powerful spell, the red dragon attacked and almost bit off the rotten left thigh of the great lich.

Despite having a clear advantage, the Great Lich could not make any progress.

This is the dragon at the top of the food chain in Azeroth—extremely difficult to deal with!

This stalemate made Arthas a little crazy, and he had to use magic to send a message to the Sun King: "Anasterian, what are you doing? It’s just a Archmage-class Duke. Get rid of him quickly and come here."

Clean up Duke?

How to collect?

Listening to the death order from the soul level and looking at Duke’s magic power skyrocketing, the Sun King was confused.

Humiliated twice in one day.

If we say that his defeat to Antonidas half a day ago was due to his old age, he was clearly guarding an almost inexhaustible Sunwell mana vein, but was defeated due to his inefficiency in drawing magic power.

So the disadvantage he is in now can really be said to be his own fault.

After transforming into a great lich, the bottleneck of his magic power conversion disappeared and his efficiency increased by countless times.

Unfortunately, if the power of darkness is negative energy, then the magic of the Sunwell, like the scorching sun, is a typical positive energy.

Who would have thought that he, as the landlord for thousands of years and the master of the Sunwell, would be unable to perfectly control the Sunwell due to the change in his body attributes, and that the control would be stolen by the conspirator Duke, who would turn the tables?

If Duke had come earlier, then with the advantage of the Sunwell, Anasterian might have been able to fight against Arthas and Antonidas.

If Duke had come later, Arthas would have successfully corrupted the Sunwell with Frostmourne, transforming the Sunwell’s power into evil magic that Anasterian could use at will, and would have beaten Duke to a pulp.

But Duke’s attack happened at this critical moment, catching him at the weakest moment, leaving him completely helpless.

What’s worse is that he couldn’t resist the orders from Arthas at all. The soul punishment from a higher level was not something he, as a servant, could withstand.

He almost fell to his knees right there.

He struggled, as if to make his posture less ugly, and this action violently increased his pain. Anasterian screamed from the deepest part of his soul, and let out a roar of intense anger through his beginning to dry vocal cords. This sound exuded not only his pain, but also the aftermath of the foul dark power.

The black aura was visible to the naked eye, spreading out from his mouth in waves like ripples on water.

The Sun King held high his staff in one hand and made a summoning gesture with the other, pulling the entire palace out of the quiet embrace of death.

The palace suddenly burst into a neutral arcane light.

The several fallen councillors behind him also understood immediately and activated Flash to leave the palace gate and go to the towers in various corners of the palace.

Of course, the Sun King relies on more than just the Sunwell magical vein.

The entire Sun-Chasing Palace is a palace on the surface, but in reality it is a wizard tower that belongs only to him.

He couldn’t resist Arthas’s order, so he could only take a gamble, which was that Duke did not have complete control over the mana vein extending from the Sunwell.

As long as there is even the slightest weakness or flaw in the power Duke exerts, he is 100% sure that he will blast this hateful troublemaker Duke to pieces.

Duke flicked his hand gently, and several ranger generals, led by Sylvanas and including Lirath, had several more magic shields on their bodies, and slowly floated backwards.

This is Duke protecting them.

Pursing her lips, with embarrassment still evident on her face, Sylvanas finally said, "Be careful!"

A thousand words can all be summed up in one word: be careful.

Duke turned around and smiled: "I will."

It was just a simple response and a gentle smile, but Sylvanas felt as if something touched her heart.

asshole!

That’s the Sun King!

He is a veteran warrior who has been king of the entire continent for thousands of years and whose strength is second only to the Guardian of the World!

Are you so sure?

Are you so confident that you can control the violent mana veins of the Sunwell?

Asshole, aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue when you brag?

In Sylvanas’ heart, the resentment and anger from a moment ago, all turned into worry at this moment. She didn’t even realize that her eyes could no longer leave Duke’s back.

Looking at the magic cape with a blue background and a golden border of a lion head image fluttering in the wind behind Duke, Sylvanas’ eyes became blurred unconsciously...

Duke, no time to care about others.

Facing a real Grand Mage of the Sun is definitely Duke’s biggest challenge since his time traveling across time.

Even though he had stolen the magical veins of the Sunwell and even though he had the assistance of the system, he did not dare to take it lightly.

Every veteran strong man has countless trump cards, and he will be defeated if he is not careful.

Resurrection magic is not omnipotent, especially when Duke is facing a powerful Sun who has transformed from a wizard to an evil warlock. Warlocks at the master level or above are masters of playing with souls, and Duke’s scalp tingles when he thinks of this.

Duke now had to experience for himself how terrifying a wizard who mastered both mage and warlock magic was.

Duke stretched his hands straight in front of his chest, palms facing down, and was not only controlling it, he was also using his mind to feel the pulsation of magic coming from the Sunwell.

The sun shines on all things, bringing warmth and light to all living things on the land of Azeroth.

The peace and warmth that the Sunwell has always shown to outsiders is the result of being solidified and stabilized by complex and powerful magic arrays. The real Sunwell has never been a docile master.

The Sunwell is more of a giant and unstable nuclear reactor than a well.

As surging and exciting as the sun.

Irregular energy shocks occur every moment.

Some are like waves crashing against the shore, giving people an impact and shock that can be imagined.

There was a small amount of shock wave, but it was as shocking as the collapse of the sky and the earth.

Without great power far beyond the ordinary world, let alone controlling it, just touching this power might backfire and even devour you, leaving nothing behind.

However, in Duke’s hands, the power of the Sunwell was suddenly divided into twelve categories according to its properties.

Just as the light of the Sun-Chasing Palace was shining brightly, Duke was slowly lifted into the air by the golden, seemingly tangible magic.

Under Duke’s feet, extending like a staircase to the front of the royal court, were twelve huge magical stairs.

Duke, radiating golden light and looking like a god, slowly spoke.

"Anasterian, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance. Use whatever tricks you have."