"Lord Duncan has grown stronger again!"
Not far away, the Crimson Performers were also in shock, and the jester was staring intently at the back of that man.
As for the members of the Wealth Church's war band, they were equally stunned; Duncan-Starfall, although a guard of the great treasury, rarely acted, and yet his rumored strength was never as terrifying as it was now.
Blood Mark Priest Valaris stumbled up.
As a Divine Favored, he also had his own pride and would never allow himself to be trampled and slaughtered like a dead dog under the enemy's foot.
But with a casual wave, Duncan broke his other leg.
"Lord Duncan."
"The nearby Pain Cultists have been cleared out," the Shadow Dancer, Kevin, appeared with a look full of reverence.
Duncan nodded slowly, "Hmm."
"Clean the battlefield."
