Chapter 652: The Battle of the Opera House (Part 3)

The schism of the Eredar race dates back over twenty thousand years.

A span long enough for a race to evolve or degenerate into another. Hence, the exiled Draenei and the later termed demons, the Man'ari, have many distinct features. Most notably, the Draenei lack wings.

Now, the entire opera house, and indeed all of Karazhan, trembled incessantly. Any ordinary person would have been unable to stand firm. To everyone's astonishment, a portal resembling a black hole suddenly opened on the regular audience side of the opera house.

Countless objects and wooden benches over five meters long were sucked in. Not just from the first floor, but draperies hanging from massive pillars, decorations outside the second and third-floor balconies, and a plethora of miscellaneous tableware and drinkware were all drawn in, swirling in the air.

It was as if the apocalypse had arrived!

When the intense tremors ceased, a massive pitch-black portal, at least forty meters in diameter, officially opened. The demon on the other side, with its imposing stature, hadn't fully entered this world yet, but its beastly roar was already audible.

"For the Legion! For Kil'jaeden—"

Upon hearing this, Duke's face darkened. Just from this oft-repeated slogan, he knew exactly which major demon had arrived—the infamous world boss, Kazak, who had frustrated countless teams in the game.

At this moment, if Duke didn't understand everything, he'd be a fool.

He had been played!

Ever since he tricked Sargeras, the Burning Legion had regarded him as a formidable enemy.

This invasion of Karazhan was a plot not found in the original history.

First, a major demon would touch the spatial barrier of the Azeroth world, gently stimulating the nerves of the guardian dragons. Sending a signal like, 'I might come to hit you, be prepared!'

Then, when Duke decided to deal with internal threats first, the traitor lurking inside Karazhan acted. Duke didn't know which demon it was or where it was, but it must be inside Karazhan. Otherwise, it couldn't explain why, precisely when he brought a group of Alliance heroes to clear Karazhan, Kazak happened to attack.

Perfect timing, perfect conspiracy!

In the end, all they needed to do was to trap Duke and his team here, and Karazhan would become another bridgehead for the Burning Legion's invasion of the Azeroth world.

Defending a Dark Portal that could reactivate at any time had already drained the Alliance's energy. What if there was another unpredictable Karazhan? The horror of this scenario was unimaginable.

At this moment, from the corner of Duke's eye, he saw his Valiant Spirit Warriors bravely charging forward, ready to face the incoming enemy.

Duke admired the courage of these valiant warriors, but this time it wouldn't work.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! All spirits, retreat! Let the Curator and the Maiden of Virtue handle this!" The title "Soulcatcher" was something Duke made up on the spot. But it was certain that Kazak had a move called "Capture Soul." If any person or minion died near Kazak during the battle, Kazak would instantly resurrect on the spot, fully healed.

What pained Duke the most back in the day was that because Kazak had a crucial drop, the entire guild had to repeatedly bring teams to fight this boss to the death.

Duke wasn't sure if the Kazak in this world also had such a shameless move, but it was always better to be safe than sorry.

"Move!" Khadgar's handsome face showed extreme reluctance. Trusting Duke, he signaled, and the Spirit Warriors began to retreat from the opera house at high speed.

Outside it was the end of the world, and inside was an intense battle.

Without Duke urging them, everyone was giving their all in the attack.

Thanks to the insane firepower of Duke and Rhonin, the six bosses of "The Wizard of Oz" had already been taken down.

"Stay organized! Control Romeo and Juliet, kill the Werewolf first! If you can't catch the Werewolf, shoot it directly!"

Everyone wasn't sure why Duke knew the tactics against the enemies, but that didn't affect their trust in him. If it weren't for Duke's command, the team would have already suffered casualties when a group of enemies charged at them.

Now, everyone was in a dire state, and the imminent arrival of the major demon had everyone on edge. But those present were among the top heroes in the Alliance. The more tense the situation, the calmer they became.

Seeing that he couldn't help, Gavinrad and Tirion exchanged glances and directly stunned Romeo and Juliet with a "Judgment."

Damn! The Silver Hand was so powerful that even bosses could be stunned?

At this moment, it was Sylvanas's turn to become Little Red Riding Hood. Seeing the mighty Banshee Queen transformed into a blonde little girl, Duke couldn't help but burst into laughter.

While evading with the agility of a ranger, Sylvanas shot Duke a resentful glance.

Duke was still chuckling, but his commands were precise: "Everyone, fire at will!"

Alleria and Vereesa immediately activated "Rapid Fire"!

Duke and Rhonin were enveloped in a volcanic eruption-like arcane glow.

Rhonin's was the arcane move "Arcane Power."

Duke's was the top-tier arcane specialty "Arcane Power Storm." However, after Duke advanced to the Moon Mage, the effect became: after activation, spell damage increased by 200%, and mana consumption also increased by 100%, lasting 20 seconds.

The power doubled, and so did the consumption, but the duration had to be shortened. Because such a terrifying move, even for the mana circuit of a Moon Mage, was a huge burden.

At the same time, the trinkets on both of them triggered again.

When "Will of the Unyielding" and "Cruelty's Trick" burst forth together, it felt like listening to a singer hit the highest note, only to find an even higher octave in the next moment. Climbing to the peak, only to see a higher mountain beyond the clouds. There was always a higher mountain, and the peaks were endless!

Especially when Duke poured all his magic into the 108 Mage Hands to cast "Pyroblast."

Everyone seemed to hear the terrifying roar of thousands of Kul Tiran battleships firing simultaneously.

"Boom—"

The stage lit up like daylight, and the intense light made almost everyone unable to open their eyes.

For the first time, Sylvanas's face turned pale. Even though she knew those larger pyroblast fireballs weren't aimed at her, the scorching breath and the terrifying feeling of death brushing past her made her scalp numb and her body covered in goosebumps.

"Duke—if I die, you better be prepared to stay single for the rest of your life—" The Banshee Queen couldn't help but curse.