After going through untold hardships, climbing up nearly endless stairs, and defeating a large number of water elements, he finally arrived in front of the Ice Crown and was bestowed with the power of ice.
Well, if Duke was really a native of Azeroth, he might have happily put on the crown.
At this time, whoever wears it will automatically have the aura of a moron, which will not only harm himself but also others.
"Hey, you devil from the cracks of time and space, I don't know what you are? But you think it's too easy to trick me!" Duke sneered.
As a magic circuit model, Ice Crown cannot have so many twists and turns. The only explanation is that something has sneaked into Karazhan, lying in wait in this place with the most abundant arcane energy in Karazhan, waiting for its prey to take the bait.
It is very likely that it is not its real body, because if it is, it cannot be hidden from Khadgar and Duke's defense and alarm arrays.
But a trace of soul is another matter.
This is Karazhan, located on the astral rift. It is not surprising that anything can sneak in. After all, Duke did not have enough power and time to completely clean up this place.
Fortunately, Duke remained vigilant enough.
The next moment, the Ice Crown suddenly had a master.
A lich with a lower body floating in the air like a few petals, a chain that kept rotating back and forth on the upper body, wearing a purple, black and red robe and a skull-shaped head, put on the ice crown with her claws.
For some reason, Duke felt somewhat familiar with this evil entity that appeared in his spiritual world.
Beside her, a group of warriors with purple eyes, wearing ferocious heavy armor with black background and purple edges, as well as a large number of guys wearing purple and black robes who were neither human nor ghost, all knelt on one knee, placed their left hands on their chests, and showed the highest respect to the current owner of the Ice Crown.
"Mortal - you don't understand the power and terror of the Burning Legion at all! Do you think that temporarily trapping the great commander Sargeras can prevent the Burning Legion from conquering the world of Azeroth?"
"No one can stop the Burning Legion, not even the Creator Titan! How can you, an ant like you!?"
"You have repeatedly obstructed the progress of the Burning Legion and intended to support the rebels to unite. You are looking to die!"
"I am the daughter of frost, the embodiment of death, the great death speaker!" Seven huge ice-blue magic circles opened up with her palm as the center, one right behind her and six behind her in a hexagonal shape. As she finished her last words, the magic circle trembled inexplicably.
With a "hiss" sound, countless icicles pierced out from the center of the magic circle, easily piercing Duke's entire body.
Duke was like a chicken wing waiting to be grilled, waiting for the Death Speaker to judge her fate.
The Death Speaker ms.'s voice paused for a moment.
"How great is the sin of blocking the Burning Legion! You should have been burned in the flames of hell for ten thousand years. But considering that you are young and ignorant, I will give you a chance."
"Or your soul will suffer eternal torment!"
At this moment, Duke, who should have been dying, suddenly raised his head, with an indescribable cheerfulness on his face and a gleam of light in his eyes.
"Fool, if I were really frightened by an illusion of your level in my spiritual world, I might as well find a bucket and drown myself."
"How dare you!" Death Speaker was angry!
Summoning an iceberg, it crashed down towards Duke.
But Duke didn't even blink. He seemed to be waiting motionlessly for the moment before the iceberg crushed him. Then he raised his right hand like lightning and grabbed the top part of the iceberg with a click.
The next second, the iceberg disappeared, replaced by a long icy whip that extended from the Death Speaker hand to Duke's hand.
"I caught you." Duke's face was filled with joy as if he had accomplished something. He pulled lightly and the illusion was shattered into pieces.
The terrible collapse extended from the whip to the Death Speaker ms. and even to the believers and fanatics around her.
At the same time, a strong wave suddenly emanated from the void portal on the first floor of Karazhan. An ice chain that came from somewhere inside Karazhan suddenly tugged hard, pulling out a female demon who was two people tall and covered in ice blue from the void portal.
The heroic warrior Michael immediately drew the sword from his waist, raised it high, and shouted, "Enemy attack!"
At the same time, Duke's voice came from Karazhan: "Khadgar, get rid of her."
"As you command." Khadgar was unusually polite.
Then there is the tragic story of a group of Heroic Spirits, a Heroic Spirit Mage, and a boss named "Curator", beating up another boss who did not bring his subordinates with him and relied on his subordinates for a living.
Duke didn't care about that. He didn't even want to understand why the boss ms. Death Speaker, who should only appear in the Icecrown Citadel in the future, suddenly appeared here. And why ms. Death Speaker was just a demon now.
There is no logic or science to the things that appear in the rifts in the astral realm.
If you delve into it further you will only turn yourself into a psychopath.
When Duke found himself in touch with the System AI again, the construction of the ice circuit magic model in his body had been put back on track and became controllable.
Duke looked inside his body through the system.
Now his magic circuits finally looked like they were in good shape. Each huge circuit had countless thin wire-like circuits, which were like a bundle of wires tied into a circle. Countless small circuits formed a huge circuit.
The three huge circuits of ice, fire and arcane are like three circles connected together, interconnected, with their own independent side, and at times complementing each other.
Although Ice Crown and Phoenix Flame can draw power directly from the elemental world, they rely on the most core arcane circuit support.
Before practicing Crown of Ice, Duke only had arcane and fire circuits that were relatively powerful. Ice magic would lose its stamina if used too much. Now it is completely different.
Now the three circuits are a true trident.
An indescribable and surging power rose from Duke's heart. This power was different from any power Duke had ever encountered before.
Not only is it stronger, more refined, and purer, but also... more yourself!
Could it be that this is the Master? !