Stormwind God

It was the man who should be her master, walking slowly along the light.

The blue cloak is like the sky, holding up his magnificent figure.

The white robe symbolizes supreme sacredness.

Behind him, the six-color element Guanghua rotates more than once, and is completely integrated.

His black eyes look like a deep universe, so that the end cannot be seen.

Duke stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, only smiling slightly at her: "Come on, your resurrection is not complete. Brand your soul to Azeroth and become a true demigod!"

what?

Real demigod?

"I ... can I?" Vaskey hadn't returned yet.

"No, you can, or you're going to die." Duke pointed at her chest with a smile.

There, the ice sword summoned by Jaina had melted, leaving a huge wound. If it was an ordinary creature, it would have died a long time ago.

"I, this ..." Vaschi was at a loss.

At this time, a soft voice resounded around him: "Child, don't worry, just leave it to me. You just follow me."

Even after ten thousand years, Vasque still clearly remembers who the great goddess of the moon, Elune, is this voice.

Elune once visited all the night elves and regarded every night elven as her son-in-law.

It was only later that some elves were obsessed with the supreme power of arcane arts and abandoned the Elune they once believed in. This is the upper elves.

As a member of the upper elves, how ironic it is to rely on Elune's power for salvation at the end.

Shame suddenly appeared on Vasi's face.

With the big hand on her shoulder, the temperature seemed to rise two degrees, she looked up again, and saw Duke's gentle smile: "You have proved your loyalty to me with death. Now it is my return to your loyalty. Do n’t hesitate to doubt. I have arranged everything, just follow your heart. ”

Vasqi nodded strongly, then looked at the moon in the sky, she seemed to see the goddess encouragement.

Then she slowly closed her eyes and felt the world with her own soul.

different!

A big difference!

After Draenor promoted the demigod in the physical sense, it was only her individual who became stronger. She could not get any response from the dead and broken world, let alone borrow power from heaven and earth.

Not Azeroth.

This is a vibrant world.

Although the earth had not been traumatized recently, it was self-healing after the abscess was cut.

It's totally different from that Draenor who had died completely.

What's more, there is plenty of room for promotion here.

If Azeroth also has the so-called Pantheon, then this great temple must be empty at this moment.

Vaskey already felt the world's response to her.

"Welcome, boy!"

In the haze, Vasque heard the voice of the planet.

Join the Pantheon of the planet Azeroth, you can get the power of the planet, but also carry the fate of the planet.

He was severely stabbed with a sword, and even his life was lost, but the reward was Fengshen.

Not only did you not lose this time, but you made a lot of money!

"It turned out that this is the bright avenue that the host arranged for me!" Suddenly Wasqi was filled with emotion.

No hesitation, no confusion.

With his broken body, Vaschi walked into the light ...

Late at night, Jaina rolled into Duke's bedroom drunk.

It's really rolling, as soon as the door is opened, it rolls to the ground. At the gate, there was an unhappy maid.

Duke frowned: "Vanessa !?"

"Um, it's Queen Proudmoore who isn't on her own." The wicked maid meant "I didn't push her".

Duke rolled his eyes, and eventually lifted Jaina up and put it on the bed.

Apparently Jaina had groomed herself, but she was so drunk that even every breath had a lot of alcohol.

Jaina's hands and feet were inflexible, and her mind seemed to be more awake: "Duke, sorry, I'm embarrassing you this time. I know I'm going to go to Shinto with you in the end, but I still can't abandon Kul Tiras ... ... "

Duke smiled: "It's okay, I know your heart is not bad, not the kind of woman who twists good jealousy."

Jaina apologized, "Is Vasquit really dead?"

"Dead, but Azeroth needs more powerful gods to help against the Burning Legion. So she may become a demigod directly under the planet."

Jaina stuck her tongue out: "I know you can't do anything spoilt like that. Huh! Just because people ran back to you every ten thousand years, even the demigods were sealed off. They said that they hadn't Touched her? "

Duke was desperate, raising his hands and surrendering: "Heaven and earth conscience, I have done nothing to her."

At that time I was always busy training Tyrande!

"Really?" Jaina stood up and stared.

Jaina's eyes were fierce, well, that was also fierce for the Magic Mountain.

Duke was aroused a little, and when he got around, something suddenly happened.

"Wow ... vomit ..." Jaina drank too much and vomited.

Duke, without a rhythm, flashed, rolled away ten meters away, knocked on the door, and shouted, "Vanessa!"

Vanessa came in neatly, immediately smelling the sour smell of the vomit in the air, and immediately spit out her poisonous tongue: "Hum! The drunk queen is no different from the female alcoholic in the tavern."

As if the eagle caught the chick, he twisted Jaina and left.

Duke lifted his hand and an ice wind passed, finally driving away the sour smell in the room.

The problem is that even if Vanessa cleans the master bedroom, the smell in the air will take time to drive away. Magic doesn't work well for anything that smells bad.

Duke scratched his head. It looked like he could only go to the next room to sleep tonight.

In theory, Duke does not need to sleep after becoming a demigod.

Duke is mortal, and sleeping is more a habit, a more luxurious enjoyment. After all, Khadgar and Emperor Wicklow looked at the magic net, and the system elves were maintaining it.

Mark Ducu, who was lost in Draenor, was also sleeping, and the system watched, and he would alert Duke.

Duke went to sleep peacefully.

It was just that in the middle of the night, Duke suddenly found something wrong!

It feels ...

Whoo! Amazing!

Who! ?

who is it?

Who is playing the Excalibur on the tip of the tongue?

Waking up from his sleep, Duke lifted the quilt, and Duke suddenly saw the smirking face of Vasque in human form.

"You ... when did you come back?"

"It's been a while."

"You ... what are you doing?"

"I was doing your favorite thing ten thousand years ago! Don't lie to me, you bullied Tyrande the High Priest every day, and I was watching by me."