Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 257: Rokama

Duke, who had frozen himself in a block of ice, was still standing there like an ice sculpture, but Lokama heard the sound of uniform spells.

It was the same voice as Duke's. The spell was clear and distinct, and Rokama could even hear every byte of the spell. The question was, who was chanting the spell?

In the void, there are no people, no mouths, only 108 wizard hands.

All Rokama saw was those white elemental hands pushing the three-color energy balls condensed in their palms forward, and he saw a storm forming.

A storm of frostfire arcane arrows!

Each strike has the power of a full-strength attack from a peak archmage.

It is equivalent to 108 top archmages attacking at the same time.

Rokama's green face turned dark green.

A huge and gorgeous glare of light swirled at high speed, crossing the sea surface and passing through the bodies of those demons blessed with Water Floating. In an instant, they were torn into pieces and turned into a torrential rain of bloody flesh and blood that fell into the sea.

Almost immediately, Rokama's demons were reduced to the most powerful Doomsday Guardians. These huge yellow-skinned demons flapped their slender bat wings and withstood this round of attacks with some difficulty.

As soon as Rokama raised his hand, these huge Doom Guards rushed towards Duke at high speed, but immediately the second and third rounds of Frostfire Arrows poured towards the Doom Guards.

Rokama stared in amazement as his demon army, which was powerful enough to destroy a 5,000-man human legion on the opposite side, was beaten down by the storm of magical arrows released by the wizard's hands.

Duke ended the ice barrier. Rokama's fear spell worked. Duke fell into the horrible illusion like a fool and turned around on the ice like a drunk.

Although his willpower was quite amazing, he returned to normal in just one second.

It stands to reason that a wizard whose mind is in a state of confusion cannot continue to release magic.

Duke did just that.

36 wizards formed a group to release frostfire arrows, which never stopped from the beginning to the end, and automatically aimed at the enemy to pour out firepower. There was no problem with the hit rate at all, as if each frostfire arrow was controlled by a wizard with full concentration. No matter whether the Doomguard was dodging or blocking, the frostfire arrows automatically adjusted the shooting angle and accurately hit the Doomguard's vital points.

At this moment, Rokama almost suspected that Duke had done the same thing as him - enslaving a group of wizards and letting their souls cast spells for him.

Unfortunately, Rokama had no time to hesitate. He gritted his teeth and once again poured the curse spells and negative magic hidden on the totem pole on Duke.

Duke's Ice Crown magic circuit started running rapidly, instantly activating Rapid Cooling, which gave Duke the capital to activate Ice Barrier again.

The powerful ice element once again drove away all the cursed states, and then...

"Have you cast all the instant curses? All your mana is gone? Then pray - damn greenskins! The punishment of destruction is coming!" Along with Duke's roar, ten arcane circuits, a hundred arcane circuits, and the entire giant Arcane Throne magic circuit were roaring.

In the magic circuit, how many times does the huge arcane energy circulate in one second?

How many times has the huge energy of a nuclear power generator increased explosively?

Duke has lost count.

As if in response to Duke's anger, the master, the sky suddenly turned dark, covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed.

A huge, dazzling purple-blue light burst out from Duke's body. The light was so blinding that Rokama could hardly open his eyes.

This is the top-level metamagic expertise Arcane Energy Storm!

A powerful blow that overloads the entire arcane circuit and increases energy consumption by 50%.

Without any hesitation, Rokama summoned twenty Voidwalkers in one breath, then waved his hands, sacrificing all of them, turning them into a huge protective shield and wrapping himself around it.

Rokama knew very well that the huge protective shield he had built at the cost of forty precious soul fragments could not be penetrated even by an entire mage group.

In theory, this is impossible to do.

Even the two powerful mages (Kel'Thuzad and Krasus) found in Southsea Town that day couldn't do it.

Now, Duke gave him a sense of threat that was enough to kill him with one blow.

Rokama wanted to summon even one more demon hound to harass Duke, but he couldn't do it. The arcane energy that erupted from Duke was so overwhelming that it began to repel the existence of all other elements in this airspace.

The space became unstable, which was definitely a nightmare for a demon warlock who made a living by summoning demons.

"No!" Rokama suddenly broke the skull necklace around his neck and yelled, "Idiots! I order you to stop him!"

The emblem of the Storm Royal Mage Order on Duke's mage robe gleamed brightly under the arcane light, and the enslaved souls seemed to have a brief moment of clarity. They roared in anger, and then... rejected Rokama's orders.

Circle after circle of arcane light shrank back into Duke's right palm from afar. The strange shrinking feeling, as if giant balloons were shrinking to the size of a palm, made Rokama*Lichi instinctively feel that something was wrong.

He really wanted to do something else to Duke, but unfortunately, neither his Shadow Arrow nor Scorching Pain could directly attack Duke's Ice Armor shield.

Finally, Duke delivered the blow.

I don't know if this should be called 7 layers of Frostfire Arrow or 7 layers of Arcane Blast with frost and fire elements. I saw a terrifying red, white and blue magic energy ball twice as big as the carriage burst out from Duke's hand, instantly evaporating the ice in front of him and the sea water near Rokama.

The sailors and generals of the Kul Tiras First Fleet who had not yet left the battlefield, and the fiercely fighting Lord Buddha Tirion, Daelin, and the orc swordsman Samuro, all stopped their fights at the same time unconsciously and watched the spectacle on the sea that they would never forget.

I saw a white line visible to the naked eye appearing on the sea in the distance.

The white line was not long, only a few dozen meters, but it split to the left and right, forming a terrifying canyon on the sea surface that almost went straight to the coral reef at the bottom of the bay. It was only a few meters away from reaching the seabed.

The ravine was at least thirty or forty meters wide, and on both sides of the ravine were two parallel waterfalls that were repelled by huge magic power.

Damn it! It was just a little bit away from the legendary move of splitting the sea!

Everyone opened their eyes wide and forgot to breathe.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Not until Rokama, who was fighting against Duke, was reduced to ashes, and not until the huge cylindrical valley that was stirred up was filled up by the sea again, did time seem to resume its flow.fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm