Chapter 2014 Corrosive Heart

Duke had forgotten how long it had been since he updated his equipment.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t.

Since being promoted to Mage Xiri, there are very few equipments suitable for him.

This mage equipment in the world of Azeroth strengthens the mage's strength in the form of additional magic circuits.

For Duke, if the equipment has too few bonuses, it is better not to use it. After all, having multiple pieces of equipment will make your movements even less flexible.

Master Fa's powerful destructive power and frail body are simply the most extreme inverse ratio in the world.

If you can't use magic to defend, once you are hit by a direct hit from an enemy of the same level, you will be dead anyway.

Especially since Duke is extraordinary and has become a saint. After entering the divine realm, if it is not a divine weapon, everything can only be regarded as decoration.

[Legion] At this point in time, the planet Azeroth’s self-defense awareness is fully awakened, and the energy stored on the planet is given to the beings who are willing to protect the planet in a big way.

The belt in front of me, shining with orange divine light, is the most typical example.

Duke was extremely certain that before the coming of the Burning Legion, this thing was definitely just an epic-level piece of equipment in Nysandra.

Duke keeps calling for the will of the planet but gets no response, so she must be hesitating.

Duke can understand that the true God at least holds some supreme authority on this planet. Once the will of Azeroth is transferred, it cannot be taken back.

The consequences of this are likely to be extremely serious, so heavy that even the planet Azeroth itself cannot bear it.

Duke is not in a hurry, anyway, before the planet confirms that Sargeras is coming in person, she will give it no matter what.

Azeroth doesn't give it, and Duke doesn't take it away. He just acts like a quiet handsome man.

But this belt is obviously just a little sweetener for him.

As soon as he raised his hand, the belt held by the arcane elemental hand immediately flew to Duke's hand.

The moment his palm touched the orange belt, instructions popped up on his retina——

"[Eternal Girdle]: The magic contained in it seems to be as endless as the Burning Legion."

Simple violence, no numerical value.

In reality, when it reaches the level of artifacts, equipment cannot be quantified by simple numerical values.

Just like the [Legendary Staff of the Guardian of Atiesh] held by Duke, if it were in the game, it would have been forced to use it as a decoration or open a portal pit in Karazhan because its attributes could not keep up. teammate.

But in this life, Duke has been using this chicken leg stick, and he never feels like he can't keep up.

An artifact that suits you can bring huge improvements to any existence.

"Ah! It turns out to be a divine weapon!" Ysera was also a little surprised.

"Well, it proves that Azeroth is also getting anxious." Duke casually took off his decorative belt that Alleria had sewn for him, and tied the [Eternal Girdle] directly on it.

This belt with a blue background has three connected buckles on the belt buckle.

Aesthetically, this thing fails.

In terms of efficacy, Duke would give it full marks.

The [Eternal Girdle] built based on the Titan rune system has power beyond Duke's imagination. It is true that Duke can contact the magic network. In theory, as long as the four elemental realms of Azeroth are not destroyed, he has endless mana.

In fact, it cannot be calculated this way.

Arcane, that is, Titan rune energy is the basis for Duke to balance various elements.

What limits Duke's elemental magic is the arcane energy that cannot be borrowed and absorbed.

[Eternal Girdle] is of course a bit useless for players in the game. After all, the special effect that requires less than 25% of the total mana to be triggered is quite annoying.

But in Duke's hands, it's not that concept at all.

With the [Eternal Girdle] attached and Duke not considering the addition of the Magic Network, the total amount of direct magic power controlled by his demigod body increased by as much as 11%, which is quite an astonishing number.

This is not the limit.

"Well, let's recharge it after we get out."

As the master of demigods, for something as simple as charging an artifact, you certainly don’t have to accumulate it slowly.

If he were not in the Emerald Nightmare at this moment, Duke would be able to charge this artifact to its maximum power in one breath.

"Hahahaha!" Duke was in a good mood.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

Speaking of character, there are countless African players in the game who have tried countless versions but still haven’t gotten what they want.

For example, those black-faced people who can't get the undead horse alive or dead.

Another example is a certain African warrior named ‘Recruit’ who held half of the Imprisoned Skull of the Wind Chaser and didn’t get it until he stopped playing for several years...

No matter how you kill Nishandra, you will always have a magical weapon to choose from, which is really cool!

Duke was so proud that he subconsciously hugged the waist of the woman next to him and kissed her face directly.

Uh...wait! Something seems wrong!

Seeing the pair of huge dragon horns, the green hair, and the cute and beautiful face that tilted its head and seemed a little confused, no matter how stupid Duke was, he realized that he had kissed the wrong person.

"Uh, I'm sorry, Ysera. I was so happy that I got carried away for a moment...I, um..." Duke stuttered rarely.

"It doesn't matter! This is a human etiquette to show friendship. I have seen Kaliya and Ilucia lightly kiss each other's cheeks when they met." Ysera said seriously.

Duke was really scared just now.

fine! fine! Hide it.

Just now, the thief was so f*cking convenient that he kissed her directly as if he were in his own harem.

In all conscience, I really have no special thoughts about Miss Ysera!

"Yeah! Next... let's continue to find the source of the corrosion."

"Yeah! It's all up to you!"

Shocked! God!

I wonder if Duke slapped the remnant of a corrosive dragon to death, giving Ysera great confidence. Although her subordinate died, she was still a little depressed, but at least she adjusted.

The responsibility rooted in the heart of the guardian dragon is simply an iron law that is absolutely indestructible.

Ysera may be sad, but in her heart, protecting the Emerald Dream is still her top priority.

Duke raised his hand and the surrounding landscape melted again.

The scarlet scenery melted and disintegrated under a pair of huge flame palms that were created out of thin air.

If he were just a mortal who entered the Emerald Nightmare, he might have been dizzy by the strong aura of corruption. If he was not careful, his spirit would be easily polluted, and he would then play GG amidst laughter and laughter.

Duke is different. The system provides supreme analytical capabilities.

As long as you simply look for the turbidest place with the strongest dark power, and then find out the height difference of corrosion from various turbulences, you can easily go upstream and find the source of corrosion.

Gently push it to the left and flick it to the right.

As if a new world had been opened, the next boss appeared in front of Duke and Ysera.

"This is..." Ysera frowned.

"Il'gynoth, Heart of Corruption!"