Chapter 563: Seven Mana Burns

With every fireball, at least five orcs were blown into the sky. By the time they fell most had turned into cooling... corpses.

Almost instantly, the entire orc forward was completely plowed by Duke. Not to mention the loss of more than a thousand people.

But the more serious blow is to morale.

At this moment, the momentum of the orc's rush was like a poor man sent to the gallows. Although his limbs were still twitching and struggling hard, his throat was tightly strangled.

The constant shouting of "Lok-tar, ogar!" came to an abrupt end at this moment.

It was replaced by continuous screams.

The third wave is the mysterious arcane missile.

It is completely different from the commonly known arcane missiles. No one thought that a small arcane missile would cause a terrifying effect like being directly hit by a human shell. Many orcs screamed, and then their entire bodies turned into a rain of blood, fragmented and scattered on the ground.

This scene shocked not only the orcs, but also the Windrunner sisters around Duke, Magni and others were inexplicably astonished.

Duke didn't answer, he silently looked at the sentence in the system prompt:

"You have activated the top-level super magic feat [Arcane Energy Storm]: After activation, your spell damage will increase by 100%, and your mana consumption will also increase by 50%, for 30 seconds..."

Yes, the power is doubled, but the consumption is also increased by half.

Under such terrifying consumption, Duke's mere morning-star magic circuit could not support it at all.

Under the watchful eyes of countless pairs of eyes, Duke's hands are full of mana crystals that "jingle" and fall onto the upper armor of the steam tank. These mana crystals, which are priceless in the eyes of others and filled with mana, are just poured out of the interspatial bag, and the mana inside is absorbed by Duke's hand.

"jingling!"

A crystal block that has lost its magical brilliance is as cheap as a metal bullet casing ejected from a machine gun.

What other mages play is mana, and what Duke plays is entirely money!

And the speed of burning money is completely indistinguishable from lighting a warehouse full of banknotes.

However, in the next second, Duke's magical pouring stopped suddenly.

"Not good!" More than one alliance commander on the battlefield screamed.

【Mana Burning】——This horrible negative magic that made countless mages turn their faces, after all, it came to Duke.

The purple-blue arcane radiance that had been lingering on Duke's body was abruptly driven away, and Duke's hair, fur, and even the mage robe on his body began to burn. This is not the kind of harmless burning that is entangled by the flame element, but the burning that really burns on the body.

"Duke!?" The three Windrunner sisters who had been standing on the roof of the tank, guarding Duke, screamed at the same time.

"I'm fine." There was no scream, Duke let out a muffled grunt, and decisively activated [Ice Barrier]!

The surging frost element gushing out of the body quickly drove away the [Living Bomb] magic from Baron Geddon. Another second later, Duke canceled the [Ice Barrier] and continued pouring magic towards the tribe.

However, just three seconds later, Duke was hit again.

"No……"

"Ding!" Duke activated [Rapid Cooling] in one breath, forcibly calming down his ice magic circuit, allowing him to activate the [Ice Barrier] again in a short time and top off the [Living Bomb].

The magic attack that had been stagnant for a while launched again, and Duke opened up a desperate way for Uther's charge by himself.

"Duke! That's enough! You've tried your best!" Alleria is not an ignorant woman. Her background as a high elf made her clearly know that even if she mastered [Rapid Cooling], the [Ice Barrier] used by mages to save her life is still in place. It can only be opened twice in a short period of time.

"Duke—" Veresa was so anxious that she almost cried.

Cirvanas looked at Duke with a complicated expression, she wanted to say something, but she fell silent in the end. The longer she spends with Duke, the more she understands why her older sister and younger sister are desperately infatuated with this ordinary-looking little human mage...

"No! It's not enough! The Horde has not been opened yet! I still have a way that doesn't cost me my life!"

Soon, everyone knew what Duke's so-called method was.

Duke actually took turns using his magic circuits, not in a normal way, but in an almost destructive way.

The essence of [Mana Burning] is to ignite the mana in the magic circuit. As much mana as there is, there will be as much damage as there is. From another angle, if there is no mana, there will be no damage.

Duke is fighting for his life. He concentrated all his mana in a certain magic circuit for a short time, and continued to attack with corresponding magic. When he was hit by mana burning, he used up all the mana in that magic circuit in the shortest possible time. After the [Mana Burning] effect is over, even though the magic circuit has been somewhat damaged due to spontaneous combustion, he can immediately use another magic circuit to continue attacking.

If [Thunder] is broken, use [Wind], after [Wind] is [Frost], then to [Flame], and finally [Arcane]...

Back and forth, Duke actually got hit by [Mana Burn] seven times, and he survived all of them.

Everyone who witnessed this scene had tears in their eyes unconsciously.

Seven hits of [Mana Burning] without a high-ranking priest around! Who doesn't know that the magic power of a mage is much stronger than life force? It was tantamount to Duke stepping into the gates of hell seven times before yanking his foot back again.

Will it be free?

No!

On the contrary, this is an extremely high price that all mages in the world are unwilling to pay!

In the next long period of time, even if Duke uses such an apprentice-level magic again, it is very likely that the magic power in his body will collapse and die on the spot.

"Duke! Enough! Enough! Leave it to us!" Veresa on the left and Aurelia on the right. The two sisters hugged Duke tightly.

"Okay!" Duke's body was twitching crazily because of the pain, but there was a contented smile on his face.

The rout of the alliance's main formation stagnated, and the runaway alliance soldiers began to shout "Long live the alliance", turning around and charging towards the orcs regardless.

A golden blade exuding a sacred aura appeared on the battlefield. It swept across the wide scorched black land at high speed, and cut obliquely into the green ocean.

After Duke's ten rounds of magic finally blasted a bloody path, Uther's twelve paladins perfectly killed the orc's forward and collided with it.

Riding a war horse that also shone with golden light, Uther plunged headlong into the battlefield, wielding a tall long-handled warhammer, like playing polo, drawing a bright arc from bottom to top.

"Pfft!" With just one blow, the giant ax blocking in front of him was smashed, as well as the skull of the owner of the giant axe, the orc.