Chapter 1190: The Regiment Commander Is Black Gear Again!

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Everyone's attention is still on the Prince of Sunderland.

Looking at the furious Prince of the Winds, Demitien was confused: "My lord! Why?"

No alliance powerhouse had time to answer him.

As everyone knows, most of them are 25,000 years of captivity, which made Sunderland, the Wind Chaser, lose his mind and fall into madness.

The wind element in the atmosphere has begun to boil, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the storm element. Violent hissing erupted in the sky, and the whole sky suddenly changed to a cloud, and the sky that had been clear a moment ago was now occupied by a gloomy storm.

At the moment when the storm element boiled to its strongest, accompanied by a faint thunderous sound, the figure of Sunderland the Wind Chaser began to stretch infinitely, suddenly dominating almost the entire sky of Silisus.

What a huge elemental giant is that?

His massive body alone was enough to obscure the brilliance of the sun and moon, and he himself was a greater shade than the clouds, as if his huge figure could replace the entire atmosphere and envelop everyone, becoming a lingering shadow of terror.

And at the moment when the storm let out the most terrible roar, the whole of Silisus, no matter any animal, plant, mortal, and even some transcendent beings, were violently stimulated.

It was the oppression on the soul level, and the slightly weaker guy was already trembling, and the deepest fear appeared on his face!

It stems from the memories of their ancestors, deeply imprinted in their genes, in the deepest part of their blood.

It was a terrifying memory left behind when the ancient god Cthun and the Wind Elemental Lord attacked each other on the continent of Ancient Kalimdor during the most terrifying Dark Empire 25,000 years ago!

"Hey, hey, hey, that's not right! we got him out, he's got his revenge, why does this thing feel better than Ragnaros?" muttered Gavinrad, who was in front of him.

Suddenly, he noticed a hand on his shoulder armor from behind.

"Duke?"

It was Duke, who had come to the front from behind, and he looked up at Prince Sunderland, who was constantly screaming with his teeth and claws, and frantically expanding his body, and suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Hey, didn't anyone think to kick him?"

Give him a kick?

The other party is an invisible, phaseless wind element...... Uh, wait!

At this time, everyone finally discovered the source of all the winds, and it was the [Wind Chaser's Imprisoned Skull] that someone had just placed on the ground as a sacrifice!

Duke flew up like a kitchen knife slashing wires, thunderbolting lightning all the way.

It's just such a kick that is also a natural attribute, and the skull that was originally well placed is crooked.

"Huh!?"

This kick surprised everyone, because they were shocked to see that the huge and boundless figure in mid-air had shrunk many times in an instant.

Prince Sunderland didn't kick him down like a card-mover man, but it was clear that he was under some unknown influence.

Only Ronin and Tyrande saw something, and they noticed the fleeting flash of fire.

"It's ...... The brilliance of divinity?"

"Divinity?" Gianna asked Tyrande.

Tyrande nodded: "Well, it seems that Prince Sunderland wanted to spread his will, absorb and purify the elemental power from the atmosphere, but was stopped by Duke. ”

Duke looked up with a mysterious smile on his face: "Sunderland, I know you're angry, you're mad, you're eager to vent your resentment, but you also have to see who brought down the ...... Ragnaros let you out."

"Roar-" shook the heavens, plus a sword in the head, this was the answer of the Prince of Sunderland.

Duke frowned, this Sunderland prince was obviously different from the original historical prince. The prince of the wind in history still yelled a few words.

Duke looked like he was thinking about life, but he wasn't afraid of being hacked to death. If Magni, who wields the Hammer of Fire, and Tirio, who wields the [Ash Bringer], are here, and Duke can be hacked to death, then they will be heroes in vain.

This time, it was Magni, who activated the [Heavenly God], who directly picked up the Flame Demon Hammer and had a non-fancy confrontation with Prince Sunderland's Wind Sword.

"Boom!" The terrifying momentum of a volcanic eruption directly overwhelmed the prince of Sunderland, and the prince's wind sword was not only knocked back by a hammer, but his backward posture showed a strange stiffness.

At this time, anyone could see the weakness of the prince's seemingly powerful huge body.

Everyone couldn't help but think of the legend of how powerful the Wind Chaser used to be, but he was ambushed, and although the Fire Demon King could not completely destroy him, he was split into two halves and imprisoned.

One can imagine how weak the Prince of Sunderland was after 25,000 years of torture.

Since it is impossible to communicate, then the result is doomed.

"Kill him!"

As soon as Duke raised his cloak, he didn't even bother to make a move.

That's right!

The Prince of Sunderland seems to be strong, but in fact he is strong on the outside. More than 20,000 years of captivity have degraded him in all aspects, even his sanity.

A weakened version of the Elemental Lord, which only has instinct left and no special skills, can only be regarded as a large target. If that doesn't work out, the League's heroes can collectively commit suicide by jumping into the river.

Duke sat in the back, quietly watching the poor Prince Sunderland come to his dead end.

"Huh-" Prince Sunderland pretended to be struck by lightning, and Gavinrad, who thought he could easily mix the artifact, rarely used his thunder power to slash the prince.

"Ahh

"Ahhhh

A rainstorm of magic and arrows rained down, and blades filled with fire elemental scars left scars on his fragile body again and again.

Not much surprise, just five minutes later, the poor and pathetic Prince of Sunderland fell shortly after seeing the light of day.

A large mass of something resembling dust, and that is the wreckage of the Wind Prince. In the dust, a trumpet wind sword stands out.

"It's ......," Gavinrad was intrigued.

"This is the [Wind Kiss Blade], take it and let that fanatic believer do the work. ”

Just like history, [Thunder's Fury * Sword of Blessing of the Wind Chaser] has finally been made. Gavin Rad was so happy to show off until he was shocked to see that Duke was also holding an identical wind sword......