When the heat waves from the fire rushed towards them, almost all the griffins scread in fear. Even though they were powerful creatures in the sky, the griffins were still instinctively afraid of fire.
No, it should be said that this is the instinct of most creatures.
"Fly west!" The leading Wildhamr Dwarf King Kurdran quickly gestured.
Only about half of the griffin knights reacted and followed Kurdran's sideways flight. Quite a few griffins had to hover or fly back to find a way out.
When Duke flew to the west where the air was slightly fresher, he pulled the griffin's reins and let the griffin circle gently, giving him and Alleria enough ti and space to stare at the terrible disaster before them.
Unlike when Duke burned down Elwynn Forest, the Elwynn Forest at that ti was completely occupied by the enemy. And humans don't have as many ideas as elves.
It was different now. When Duke squinted his eyes on the griffin to reduce the strong light entering his eyes, Alleria unconsciously tightened her grip on Duke.
That was an arm strength that far surpassed Duke's.
The arm strength was so great that it felt like it would squeeze out Duke's internal organs from his abdon.
"Stop this fire!" She scread like crazy and shook Duke's body vigorously: "Duke, aren't you omnipotent? Go and stop this damn fire!!!"
"There's nothing I can do," Duke wanted to say.
He was not a druid, nor a saint, nor a savior. He was just a wizard who was better at destruction than creation. But when he heard the sorrowful tremor in Alleria's voice, Duke felt that his heart was also broken.
Giant dragons were circling low in the sky far ahead like playful bats, spreading flas wherever they passed.
Perhaps these red dragons were reluctant to obey the orcs' control at first, but as ti passed, it was obvious that so of them also accepted this identity and, under the guidance of the orcs, released the tyranny in their hearts.
Throughout the horizon, half of the border of Quel'Thalas was burning.
The flas and thick smoke were like a cage of destruction, tightly covering the ho of the high elves. It was like the flas of the god of death taking its steps, spreading from the foot of one mountain to the foot of another. It turned the places it touched into the most violent red flas, and spread a piece of darkness left after it burned out.
Duke was sure that the fire could be seen even in Silvermoon City.
This is revenge!
Orgrim's revenge on him!
Just as he burned Elwynn Forest and brought hellish terror to the Horde, Orgrim now used the sa thod to repay Duke for what he had done to the Horde, making Duke's perfect strategy and tactics this ti full of pain and regret.
At this mont, at this second, it was Alleria who was asking him.
"Duke, I'm sorry, I don't want to force you, but I'm just a ranger. I have no way to deal with this fire." Alleria leaned her head on Duke's shoulder. Duke saw tears flowing down her cheeks with the corner of his eyes: "But I must stop it! Because the forest of Quel'Thalas is my ho..."
Duke couldn't refuse.
"I'll try my best..." After saying that, Duke blew a small trumpet, blowing out the secret signal agreed upon with Kurdran.
Kurdran raised his war hamr high and shouted, "Little ones! Put down our guests. We will take care of those big lizards! Show them who is the master of the sky!"
"Oh——" The griffin knights first slowed down the griffin and made it fly lower, then they let the nimble rangers jump onto the treetops like dumplings, and finally ford a formation and began to charge forward.
Even though they knew that this would inevitably involve sacrifice...
Duke jumped directly because he saw a river a few hundred ters away from the front of the fire. The river was about five ters wide and the water was quite turbulent.
The system AI ca out: "Host, I have to warn you, your actions are aningless. Your chance of completely extinguishing this fire is 0.00001%."
"So things don't have to be done until they are sure to succeed." Duke replied solemnly: "Sotis, people do things that have no real aning, just to make themselves feel better."
"I'm sorry, host, I can't understand what you're saying."
Duke didn't continue to answer, he just cast the spell.
After a brief acceleration, the triple magic circuits in the body operated at their maximum capacity.
Archmages can draw elental power from the entire sky to strengthen their magic. Mastering can generate magic power on a small scale on this basis.
Because of the high temperature, the river water has begun to boil. The temperature of the fire is too high, and simply pouring water on it will evaporate in an instant.
What Duke did was not to simply put out the fire with water, but to first drain the fire elent from the entire area.
Absorb, absorb, and absorb again.
Compress, compress, and compress again!
Then, a huge fireball, unprecedented in history, erged from Duke's palm like a mushroom cloud. The fireball shot into the sky, rising more than 200 ters, and began to dissipate rapidly because there was nothing burning.
After the fire elent was removed, the air temperature within a radius of several hundred ters in front of Duke dropped sharply, and so areas even experienced the unseasonal phenonon of frost covering the ground.
"Duke! Good job!" On the griffin, Alleria clumsily manipulated Duke's griffin.
But soon, she, her sisters, and even the rangers she brought with her, all fell silent.
Duke was very powerful. He successfully prevented a large area of forest from being burned by running at high speed and drawing power from the fire elent from a large area, and then replacing it with water elents.
However, his power alone is still too small.
So what if a two- or three-kiloter-long area was spared from the fire? In just over ten minutes, the fire had spread over hundreds of kiloters. If the Wildhamr dwarfs' griffin riders had not been engaged in a fierce battle with the Red Dragonflight in the distance, the fire would have been even larger and more terrifying.
In the distance, a massive battle broke out in the air and the outco was quickly determined.
In terms of air combat, the Griffin, which was only of upper-middle level, was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of individual mass when facing the Red Dragon, the overlord of the sky.
What the Wildhamr dwarves lack in individual quality they make up for in sheer numbers.
Originally, according to Duke, if the orc knight riding on the red dragon was dealt with, the red dragon would run away on its own. It was obvious that the Horde used so kind of threat or ans to force the red dragon. Now, even if the knight behind the red dragon died, it would still choose to continue fighting until it received the order to retreat.
Kurdran had no choice but to order a fatal attack on these red dragons as well.
After being hit hard by the Storm Hamr continuously, the red dragons finally couldn't hold on any longer. They let out wails and fell from mid-air, covered in wounds.
The battle is over.
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