Chapter 844 It’s Sunny

Bridget, who was helping Ronin up with one hand, could not hide the surprise on her face.

Expressions of surprise also bloomed on the faces of Dathrohan, Turalyon and Mograine.

Except for a certain weirdo, the only one who can deal with Archmage Xiri is Archmage Xiri!

This is consensus, more like common sense.

If everyone agrees that there is anyone else in the alliance who can fight against the fallen Sun King Anastrian, then the only name is about to come out - Duke!

Isn't Duke helping those long-eared people deal with the pollution of the sunwell?

Already done?

The three holy knights galloped towards the young figure who stepped out of the portal and suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

The robe with a white background and blue edges was fluttering in the cold snowstorm, and the wide sleeves were swollen by the cold wind.

Right next to him were countless low-level undead creatures.

However, with his appearance, these undead people seemed to be blown away by the strong wind, disappearing silently into the void, revealing a huge open space.

There were no surging magic waves, nor was there a shocking appearance like thunder.

Duke stood quietly on the battlefield, as if wandering in his own back garden, full of comfort and joy.

That magnanimity, which was completely opposite to the cruel war, made everyone look at Duke more than once.

"Master...father?" Luo Ning opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and his long red hair seemed to shine.

Duke smiled at Luo Ning and nodded, then tilted his head slightly: "Colonel Abidis, please take Master Luo Ning down for treatment first."

"Yes." Bridget let out a long breath, took Ronin's arm, and led Ronin back.

At this time, magic burst out in the distance. A cold blue flame cut the golden hand summoned by Duke into several sections, and the golden glow disappeared in the wind.

Anastrian got up in great embarrassment: "Asshole! How dare you do this to me?"

"Scared? What did you say? What did I do to you? Is it like this? Like this? Or like this?" On the battlefield, every strong man was dumbfounded, because they were shocked to see big golden hands appearing out of thin air one after another. Take a picture of the mighty Sun King, the once extremely noble Sun King.

Whether it's the black magic shield, the eggshell-like [Ice Shield] with ice slag, or the ice magic's signature skill [Ice Barrier], there is no defensive magic that can withstand Duke's mysterious attacks. Big golden hands.

Although every slap from the big golden hand seems to be unable to cause serious damage to the Sun King, how can it slap the face——

These golden slaps felt like phantoms. They easily penetrated the Sun King's defense and slapped him on the face and body.

As a lich, they are almost immune to physical attacks. There is no place in their decaying body that can be called a fatal injury. As long as the phylactery is still there and the lich's soul is not damaged, they can be resurrected an unlimited number of times and come to trouble you an unlimited number of times.

It's not that Duke doesn't understand this, but he just wants to slap the Sun King in the face.

A slap to the left!

A right slap!

Opening the bow left and right, the draw is so joyful!

"Isn't this...possible...possible!?" Anastrian was simply stunned. He had no idea how Duke could do it.

It looked like a divine attack, but the dark magic power in his body didn't react at all.

He had isolated all external magic around him, but these ghostly and illusory hands still kept slapping his face.

Compared with the negligible physical damage he suffered, what harmed him more was his soul.

How could the once extremely lofty Sun King and Elf Hero with his explosive pride be able to withstand such an insult?

He was almost going crazy!

Finally unable to bear it any longer, he pulled out a very warrior-style helmet from his space bag and put it on his head. The small magic circle activated above finally blocked Duke's seemingly nonsensical magic attack.

Even so, his old face was completely disgraced.

"Duke! Do you really think that all Xiri mages have the same strength? You have just dealt with the Sunwell crisis and are exhausted. How can you be my opponent in a real fight!?"

The Sun King's cry made everyone's hearts hang in the air again.

Duke just came over after finishing the Sunwell?

Duke shrugged: "It is indeed very laborious to deal with the contamination of the Sunwell, but... I can still kill you!"

Anastrian once thought that as long as he did not have the magical support of the Sunwell, under equal conditions, he would be able to beat Duke into a dog. Obviously, he was wrong!

He couldn't figure out how Duke hit him just now.

All I know is that it has nothing to do with magic.

Gritting his teeth hard, Anastrian fell into deep hesitation.

He didn't know if he could take down Duke, especially with Mograine holding the [Ashbringer] and watching eagerly from the side.

If he loses to Duke, at worst, his body will be completely destroyed.

Losing the original body is not fatal to a big lich, but being slashed by the terrifying [Ashbringer] is not fun at all.

Just scratched by the sword light cut by the [Ashbringer], the souls of the two fingers on his hand disappeared.

Is gone forever!

This proves that Ashbringer is just as mentioned in the last report of the Scourge on Quel'Danas Island - [Ashbringer] has the special effect of destroying evil souls.

The Sun King stared at Duke. He really couldn't tell what Duke's situation was now.

Simply feeling the elemental aura overflowing from Duke was definitely much lower than the last time I saw Duke. But looking at it from his spiritual vision, Duke's soul aura was more than twice as strong as last time.

It is basically impossible for mages of the same level to see through the operation of the opponent's magic circuit. You can only judge the opponent's general condition from his breath.

The Sun King didn't see anything. He could only confirm that Duke's circuit was in a very ideal operating condition at the moment. There is no circuit damage at all!

In other words, Duke can create a huge amount of magic power in his body extremely normally!

"Hmph!" Gritting his teeth, the Sun King made a decision - there was no chance of winning against Duke and Mograine at this moment!

After a cold snort, the figure of the Sun King began to become blurry. From the beginning, the outline was still recognizable, but at the end, the whole person seemed to be separated by a curtain of water. In just two seconds, the figure of the Sun King completely disappeared in the air.

Then, the dark clouds in the sky began to disappear quickly.

The sky - it's sunny!