Chapter 108 Red Hand Lothar

A huge purple-blue energy ball floated less than two meters above Xie Ho's head.

Duke didn't attack casually either. Once Xie Hoof made a move on Lothar, a powerful arcane impact energy would definitely hit Xie Hoof's forehead the moment Lotha raised his shield. In normal times, Duke would ask the lemurs to properly stack the layers of Arcane Blast. Basically keep the number of layers at about five to seven layers.

When Evilhoof summoned Kierrick again, and was instantly slapped to death by Duke with the hand of arcane energy, Evilhoof finally realized that his end had come.

"No--"

After Garona's magnificent dagger combo finally hurt the eyeball of Xie Hoo, Lothar found an opportunity, and the sword edge glowing with golden and mysterious light accurately pierced Xie Hoo's heart, and twisted.

"Stay away!" Lothar and Garona heard Duke's shout at the same time, and they both jumped away after a small jump, letting Xie Hoof's claw that had suddenly grown bigger before dying fall into the air.

Only then did Lothar realize that there were dozens of mage's hands floating in the surrounding sky at some point, and a fireball the size of a human head was condensed on each mage's hand.

It was almost the moment Lothar and Garona jumped away.

The dense crimson fireballs shot down like a shower of meteor fire, rumbling on Xiehoof's body, and Xiehou, whose vitality had dropped significantly, could no longer use more concentrated magic power to resist Duke's fireball technique, which causes the flames of the fireball to come together like a pillar of fire.

A not huge but very delicate fire tornado appeared in the middle of the large room, not only burning and tearing Xie Hoof's body, the scorching heat seemed to melt the marble floor of the room containing the magic circle.

"Wow ah ah—" Xie Hoof let out a final scream in the flames.

Xie Hoof died, and his whole body was burned from the inside out by the flames from hell. The demonic energy full of stench was scattered everywhere, most of it was burned by Duke's fire, and a little bit came out. The room was filled with a A faint stink.

With the death of the evil hoof, the portals that transported the lemurs also lost their support and disappeared.

The lively room fell into silence for a moment, only the heavy panting of the crowd remained.

This level of fighting is nothing to Lothar. He tilted his head, looked around, and found that none of his men fell to the ground.

No one died, which is definitely a good thing.

There are definitely two different things between being mentally prepared to sacrifice and actually being sacrificed.

Without saying anything, Lothar gave Duke and Garona a thumbs up. The difference in combat power among the people was most completely reflected in the previous battle.

Lothar and Garona are obviously in the first echelon.

Apart from the two of them, Duke is probably the only one who can help. The rest, counting the priest, are just for dealing with miscellaneous soldiers.

Duke held his nose and buzzed, "Everyone go out, I'll collect the spoils."

"Trophy?" Lothar was taken aback for a moment.

Indeed, it is only natural that the victors on the battlefield get the spoils. But most of the things you can get on the battlefield are swords and personal belongings, or you can get the enemy's flag as your own glory, and there won't be many substantial good things.

Now that a medium-strength satyr has been killed, Duke actually said the spoils?

Lothar was a little curious.

There have never been any demons near Stormwind City. If killing evil creatures like demons can bring benefits in addition to glory, maybe this is also a bright spot.

For some reason, Lothar had a deep premonition that there would be more and more demons...

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

Over there, Duke began to give orders to the system elves.

"Scan the loot and search for anything with high spell power."

"Okay, host..." After a few seconds, the system elf gave guidance: "Ten steps to the west, the shelf with three red-covered magic books, the third floor, the fifth book from the left, Open……"

Seeing Duke's actions, Garona tilted her head curiously, while Lothar was simply dumbfounded.

He had never seen Duke with such a golden light in his eyes. This guy was obviously rich. He claimed to be the second richest in the Stormwind Kingdom, and no one dared to claim the first.

However, it is such an existence, but there is an undisguised ecstasy on his face at this moment.

Just like a miser who has dug a gold mine, with a face that is almost pathologically crazy, and at the same time, a face that is absolutely unwilling to share with others.

"I'm not a black hand...I'm not a black hand..." Muttering words that Lothar and Garona could never understand, Duke drifted to the left like a ghost...

"Black Hand?" Garona tilted her head, wondering, "Why did he say the name of the orc great chief?"

But she didn't know that this 'black hand' was not that 'black hand'!

Duke really wanted to find something to wash his hands, take a bath and burn incense.

Although Duke doesn't believe in metaphysics, as a former head of "World of Warcraft"; As a leader who has been pointed at by the whole regiment all the year round, Duke really can't believe how red his hands can be.

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

After finishing off a not weak demon, Lothar was in a good mood, and he showed a hearty smile: "Happy to help."

Duke pointed to the huge magic book: "There's something inside here. If I touch it, I'm afraid I'll be dark... I'm afraid I'll get an evil breath. If you can use your sword to pick apart this magic book, it will alright."

This is definitely an odd request.

If it were someone else, Lothar would definitely suspect that the guy was cheating him. But Duke... Lothar could clearly feel the entanglement in Duke's heart.

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

Let alone a large book weighing more than ten catties fell to the ground, making a loud crash. Unexpectedly, the pages of the book without any restrictions were not opened. The pages of the book are all stuck together like glue.

Lothar frowned a little. He was more thoughtful, and subconsciously protected half of his body with a shield, and then pierced the sharp blade along the page.

With a sound of "Chi -" Duke's heart skipped a beat.

Nima, it really has an evil aura!

However, the demon power left behind by Evil Hoof is a big problem for Duke. It was a matter of little effort for Lothar, and the power of the little devil was instantly wiped away by the power of the sword, which Duke secretly called the "King's Sword" in his heart.

The book opened to reveal a hollowed out interior.

There is a cloth belt and a strange ornament quietly inside!

Duke couldn't help being overjoyed.