Locke was still struggling.
This struggle was doomed to be hopeless and futile, just like how he had just beaten Thorim like a dog, and now he was the one being beaten.
To be frank, what he had done before was worthless.
As the ruler of wisdom in Ulduar, Loken does not possess any particular element. He is proficient in none, but in fact, he knows everything.
Since he knew that Thorim the Storm Lord was coming to cause trouble, Loken only needed to remove all the wind elements in the temple in advance, and then a guardian with a single attribute like Thorim would be mostly useless, leaving him to be abused.
Loken could use this trick on Thorim, but he definitely couldn't do it against Duke.
Duke himself was a rare multi-element and multi-attribute demigod. Loken initially used the earth element, which was the opposite of the wind element, to fill the space of the temple. Duke's first move was to use Archavon's earth element to attack Loken.
However, the speed of the earth element was too slow to match the audience's expectations, and the sneak attack failed. Before Loken could do anything, he used the fire element to counterattack.
An ordinary strong man might be knocked to his knees by this counterattack.
Duke was also well prepared and immediately replaced the Flame Guardian Koralon on the spot.
I have all four elements here, Locke, how do you want to die? It's up to you!
When the four elemental guardians gathered in the Temple of Wisdom, with a demigod who was good at space magic to keep order, no matter who it was, their faces were not going to look good.
Duke stood tall with the support of Coralon. This time, standing on the shoulders of the giant, Duke had a completely parallel line of sight with Loken.
Duke raised his chin high to show Locke his nostrils.
Although the size of human nostrils is just two small black dots that are almost negligible in Locke's eyes, Duke's meaning has been conveyed -
I tell you, I am your uncle!
Your uncle will always be your uncle!
As the king of wisdom, the deadly situation he had painstakingly planned was actually broken by a tiny human. How could Loken accept this? Even if Duke was now a demigod, he couldn't accept it.
If twenty-five thousand years of experience were to be wiped out so easily, Locke would be the first one to object.
"No! Do you think this is the end? Do you think this can force me to surrender? You underestimate me and the great Yogg-Saron!" With a crazy roar, Loken raised his arms high.
In the blink of an eye, his boss' silly dragon, oh, Yogg-Saron, has responded to his call. Right under the eyes of Thorim, the four watchers and Duke, several extremely thick black thorns suddenly stretched out from the void next to the Temple of Wisdom.
As soon as this thing that looked like a black octopus tentacle appeared, it began to wrap around the three thick columns on the west side of the Temple of Wisdom. The spikes on the thorns pierced into the columns fiercely, like mosquitoes sucking blood, and the seemingly hard spikes bulged. This was like symbiosis, and it seemed like it was drawing nutrients from Loken's nest.
This was originally an act of digging out Loken's roots and destroying his lair.
Locke looked like a martyr who was willing to accept death, which made Duke feel very upset.
"Damn, the brainwashing skills of the ancient gods are really amazing. Fortunately, I have a backup plan..."
Having the ancient gods deal with the ancient gods is undoubtedly the most labor-saving approach.
Duke has been accustomed to using Elune as his thug these days. Elune never spares any effort in fighting against evil.
Shandris sent a meteorite down from the sky to teach Yogg-Saron a lesson.
"Bang!"
The sound of heaven and earth collapsing.
The meteorite did not hit the temple, but instead hit the void. The seemingly empty air suddenly rippled with violent waves, which were space ripples.
At a time when Yogg-Saron has not yet completely escaped from the cage, it is difficult for it to break through the space to rescue its younger brother.
Wherever there is sky, even without night, it can be regarded as Elune's home ground. Yogg-Saron seems to have realized this. Compared with Loken, who can be discarded after being used, his own healthy state is the most important.
Without even a moment's hesitation, Yogg-Saron retreated.
Looking at the thorns shrinking in the void, Loken's golden face turned black with despair.
In the hall, there are still a few huge black vines entwined on the pillars, but the completely withered vines are now just an ugly embellishment, a useless decoration.
"No - Master! How can you abandon me like this? I have painstakingly planned for you for centuries, and you..."
Before Locke's desperate murmurings could finish, a huge figure suddenly blocked the source of light in front of him.
Thorim!
Thorim, the Storm King who murdered his wife!
The terrifying lightning that burst out from the giant hammer of thunder in Thorim's hand became brighter and brighter, and the rumbling sound of thunder was endless.
At this moment, the two ancient guardians heard Duke's soul voice, which was a slightly teasing statement: "Hey, Thorim, now you can have a 'fair' fight with Loken."
fair?
Fairness bullshit!
The reason why the King of Wisdom could abuse Thorim like a dog is that he can call upon elements and resources at will, excluding all the wind elements that Thorim is good at. Now the four guardians of Archavon's Treasury are here to ensure that the four elements can enter here unimpeded, which in itself is the biggest favor to Thorim!
If Locke could find the parents now, he would definitely complain to Dukela for being biased.
Duke smiled and said: I am just taking sides, so what? If you have the guts, call Yogg-Saron to come out and deliver him!
When the work is done, I will leave, not seeking credit or fame.
Duke opened the portal and slipped away.
To be precise, this guy returned to Karazhan and shamelessly opened a huge magic mirror over 15 meters high, comparable to an IMAX movie screen, and shamelessly started a paid broadcast.
"Come on, come on! Place your bets! It's a great battle! Thorim the Storm King versus Loken the Wisdom King. Who do you think will win?!"
Duke greeted his harem, sat on the specially made big bed, took out popcorn, and became a spectator.
Beside them, Duke's lovers giggled, leaned over him, lay down, and watched this "fair" battle with Duke.
The outcome of the war was already determined.
I know all of them, but I am proficient in none of them.
In other words, this means that no matter which one is involved, it is only half-baked. When a low-density element encounters a higher-density element, the only result is that it will be defeated.
Suppressed by the four watchers and no longer having the advantage of home court, Loken struggled desperately, trying to defeat Thorim with arcane magic. As a result, his arcane energy ball was directly shattered by a hammer.
Another hammer hit Loken and his left shoulder collapsed.
With another blow of the hammer, Locke's right arm was smashed to pieces at the elbow.
Thorim fought like a street gangster, sitting on Loken's stomach and swinging his two huge fists as big as houses, smashing down hard.
"This punch is for Sif!"