Chapter 1302: Attacking the Demigods (Part 1)

Being a mage is a step-by-step cultivation process.

If the earth mage and sky mage purely communicate with heaven and earth, they have the power to influence heaven and earth.

Then the third level of Morning Star, Huiyue and Xiri is to further introduce the magic power of the elemental world, refine one's own power, and generate abilities similar to nuclear reactors, creating magic power in the form of an almost perpetual motion machine.

When it goes up further, it in turn communicates with the entire world with a power that is so powerful that it transcends the mortal world.

A demigod, an existence that has stepped into the divine realm.

After consulting a large number of ancient books, Duke knew that the demigods of Azeroth were not demigods simply by possessing divinity and utilizing it.

With divinity, it can only be regarded as a pure divine creature, just like the six elemental messengers that Duke has transformed now.

A true demigod will forever become a part of Azeroth. Unless it is completely destroyed at the root, a demigod can theoretically be resurrected an unlimited number of times.

It's like the father of the demigod Cenarius - the strongest demigod Malorne the White Deer. He has been dead for ten thousand years, but who knows that he will turn around and pretend to be a corpse and come out to scare people? Oh, no, he is fighting against evil!

Duke stood in the center of the magic circle shaped like a six-pointed star. He calmed down and even stopped the assistance of the system elf to experience the world with the power of a mage.

quiet!

Quiet!

Complete silence!

Close your eyes, turn off your vision, and even use your magic power to prevent any light from entering through your eyelids.

I used a little magic power to turn off my hearing and couldn't hear any sounds from the outside world.

Two thin isolation layers of arcane elements appeared on the nostrils, filtering out all smells.

The taste of the tongue is cut off in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the end, the entire person's soul was separated from his body under the influence of the magic circle.

It was a very mysterious feeling. Although my body was clearly below, I was suspended in mid-air.

Instead of looking back at his body like a curious baby, Duke let go of his soul touch. extending from the room.

The next second, he felt all the feelings in Karazhan: the sound of wind echoing in the corridor, the fluctuation of spiritual power when the heroic warriors patrolled, the wind blowing through the walls and the air flowing in the tiny gaps...

The next second, his spiritual sense spread to the entire Deadwind Trail, and he felt the life hidden in the scorched earth...

By the third second, Duke's feeling had spread to the entire planet Azeroth.

Although the sensory feedback is already very vague and contains a lot of uncertainty, Duke is extremely sure that he can already feel the breathing, pulsation, cycle of life, and the pain of the world...

The closest pain comes from the southeast, where the Blasted Lands are located. The Dark Portal is like a wound left behind after being stabbed by a sharp weapon. Not only does it not heal, it also makes the world bleed and grieve like an abscess.

In the far northwest is Mount Hyjal. The destruction of the Holy Mountain and the World Tree has undoubtedly left a deep scar on this land.

The more recent pain came from the far west, Duke instinctively sensed, that was Silithus. The ancient god C'Thun is overdrawing the power of the earth and creating its insect servants almost infinitely.

But after the pain, Azeroth seemed to have stimulated its immune system, or it had a sense of life cycle, and finally produced the most intense stress reaction.

That's right! Mother Earth is awakening and is protecting herself and every life on this planet in her own unique way.

Duke can clearly feel that the shackles of the upper limit of life have been broken by Azeroth, and the upper limit of the world's power for mortal guardians is also increasing.

Since the Dark Portal, Duke has regarded himself as the guardian of the world and has fulfilled his obligations as a guardian.

At the same time, Duke secretly felt the favor of the goddess of fate, and after C'Thun came out to cause trouble, he quickly obtained several divinities... Although Duke wanted to attribute all success to his own efforts , but Duke subconsciously knew that everything was not a coincidence.

Some people are born with supernatural powers.

Some people are born wise.

There are also people who are always lucky.

However, in the mortal world, fate is ever-changing, and the fate of millions of people is like duckweed, fluctuating with the waves and unable to control themselves.

Despite this, those who succeed in the end are all true kings who combine talent, hard work, and luck, and have grown up after countless tribulations.

In any case, Duke relies on his advantages as a time traveler, his strong will, flexible adaptability, "fearless" courage, and his absolutely accurate grasp of the general trend, and he has made extraordinary decisions in every extraordinary opportunity. The right choice finally came to this point.

So today, at the beginning of the opening of the world, Duke will be the first to eat crabs!

When his soul began to sing and began to call out to the whole world.

Almost immediately, the world responded to Duke!

With the appearance of the purple-blue light beam that penetrated the sky from the top of the tower in Karazhan, the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, and even the professionals and extraordinary people in the entire world of Azeroth felt an inexplicable throbbing in their hearts.

Each powerful being turned their heads one after another and looked in the direction of Karazhan in the direction of their hearts throbbing.

The world in front of my eyes seemed to have stopped at this moment.

The wind was still and the leaves drooped quietly.

The grains of sand in mid-air kept rolling.

Even in the Silithus insect nest, the scattered and spinning broken limbs stopped spinning in the air.

The rays of the morning sun penetrated the thick clouds and poured down onto the earth without any scruples, forming a golden glow.

The whole world is quiet and quiet.

Everything in the world fell into silence, as if it had completely calmed down, bowing its head meekly and silently to make way for the scene that was about to happen.

In the very center of the Endless Sea, the large whirlpool that was once the Well of Eternity seemed to have changed for no reason - it originally rotated clockwise, as if it was sucking all the seawater in the world into the center of the whirlpool in another world, and suddenly stopped. Come down.

There is no ripple on the entire sea surface, just like a mirror, reflecting the color of the sky.

At some point, Duke opened his eyes, but there was a swirling arcane light in his pupils that was exactly the same as the original endless sea.

This time was very short, less than a tenth of a second, and then the pupils became clear again.

Even though it was short, Khadgar captured this detail keenly.

Khadgar's clear voice connected perfectly, and the resonance of his soul immediately arose: "In the name of the wanderer of the starry sky, the explorer of knowledge, and the supreme ruler of the arcane, I declare to the world - my lord Duke*ma Kusi is the master of arcane magic!"

At this moment, all the magicians in the world felt that the magic power in their bodies began to shift slightly. The most core part of his magic power is leaving him fearfully.