Stormwind God

Duke didn't blame the night elves for having their own ideas.

Even the Genesis Titan has selfishness these days, and it will also deteriorate and fall.

You see, the old man in Sargeras didn't learn well? Did you run out by yourself?

In the spirit of seeking common ground while reserving differences, Duke is very sincere in pulling the Night Elf, who is so destined to be such an alliance member, and jumping into the deep pit of the alliance. Oh, it is a great united and loving family under the control of Duke.

Suddenly remembering something, Duke immediately reminded Tyrande: "No, no, mortal combat power is useless. We have eliminated all the leaders of the Burning Legion's invasion unit except Archimonde. Mond's habit, he will soon end in person. In front of him, it is meaningless to have no combat power in the field of heroes or below Huiyue. "

Tyrande looked surprised.

From the incredible expression on her face, Duke knew that empiricism killed people.

Tyrande is one of the rare witnesses who has experienced the battles of the ancient times. She has seen with her own eyes that even the powerful dragons have to drink hatred under the tide of demons that are powerful and have a lot of sun.

But the night elves are too closed. For 10,000 years, they never thought that the Burning Legion had a commander with the word "your" on his chest and loved to play melee in person.

Obviously, the Burning Legion still has less to say about 200,000 middle and high-end demons, and this is why he played his sleeves himself?

Tyrande instinctively didn't believe it.

Just then, there was a sudden knock outside the door.

"His High Priest! Your High Priest! Are you there?" Tyrande knew at the first hearing that it was her confidant's voice.

"Come in!"

As a high-level priest of the Temple of the Moon Goddess, no matter in appearance or martial arts level, Merland is definitely a leader. Melland almost rushed in. Although she deliberately controlled her emotions, her face and eyes were clearly filled with anxiety and fear.

Regardless of Duke's presence, or perhaps thinking that Duke did not understand the ancient Darnassian, Merland nodded to Duke and quickly walked to Tyrande: "Our ambush troops were found The main force of the Burning Legion attacked our troops, and we can confirm that Archimonde was personally involved in the attack. Lord Samurian launched the ultimate warfare. Preliminary judgment is that Archimonde was not injured. "

Tyrande's face turned pale for a while. She held her hands tightly, her slender fingers, and her joints turned pale due to excessive force.

She raised her beautiful face with a chilly smile, and her mouth was also Danasus, but the object was Duke: "Master Marcus, your opinion is correct that the mortal's combat power is meaningless. "

Mayland was startled. Doesn't this mean that what he just said was heard by Duke?

Duke elegantly performed a Kaldorei salute, his lips lightened.

"Vendel \ 'oeranushindu!" Paused and added: "anar \' endaldraon"

This is actually a sentence composed of Salas phrases that are common to Darnassus. Together, it means that God may have mercy on us to forget this failure, and may we have the courage of a dragon to meet new challenges.

Duke's words were so gentle and kind, full of wisdom, and full of determination to fight evil.

For a moment, the two lunar priests almost thought that they were facing the wise demigod Cenarius, rather than such a young human.

Tyrande and Merland crossed their chests at the same time, pointed their fingers on their shoulders, and bowed deeply to Duke, but they spoke the common language of humans:

"In order not to let each other's people sacrifice in vain, I hope we can let go of our disagreements and the unhappiness of the past, and work together to eliminate Archimonde, this super devil."

Greeting each other in the language of each other is the most solemn in terms of etiquette.

Suddenly, both sides felt inexplicably goodwill and identification with each other on the senses.

"Troubleshoot the night elves to prepare their last resort." Duke sighed.

"Okay, before that, let's inform the tribe."

Duke and Tyrande joined together and directly informed Thrall that the night elves' ambush was destroyed by Archimonde.

Suddenly heard that the 100,000 army of the night elves died out, and the faces of chiefs such as Thrall and Vol'jin were very wonderful.

Tyrande said: "The mortal's insistence no longer makes sense. The night elves agree to the withdrawal of the alliance and the tribe, but if possible, they still hope that each can send a strong one to support this world fate."

The tribe talked whispered a little, but the final result surprised Duke.

Except for Warlock, almost all of the Horde's best players chose to play against Thrall, Grom, Kane, Vol'jin, and Brox.

"Varrok! You lead your army back to Orgrimmar. If I can't come back, you're the next chief of the tribe."

As soon as Thrall commanded him in public, Warlock Saurfang cried on the spot: "Chief Chief, I never think I am the chief chief's material, you ... you must come back!"

There, Kane also ordered his deputy: "If I die, let Bain be chief."

Not to mention the Alliance side, the group of strongmen who came here are ready to fight to the end. It is time to stay behind on the eastern kingdom.

For example, at this point in time, Varian is not yet strong; if anything, leave Abidis, who assists Queen Caria; Magni * Bronzebeard did not come ...

Even the most unexpected situation for Duke appeared.

Jaina was telling Aegwynn: "If I can't come back, go to Gina Gold Sword. I guess she may have a child with my father. Yes, he or she is the next Kul Tiras King. Fabricate one without you. Anyway, the heritage of Kul Tiras cannot be broken. "

One might ask, Azeroth has been destroyed. What else should we do?

This involves another secret plan of the alliance, Duke announced before the large troops came to Mount Hyjal, in case they lost, I hope that the remaining kings and leaders can lead all survivors to open the dark Door, find a way to find a new planet, no matter how bad it is, you can let the people take refuge in Draenor first.

It is for this reason that countries can send the strongest to fight without hesitation.

The sun is setting.

The army withdrew from the portal like a tide. The tribe returned directly to Durotar. Alliance soldiers teleported to Theramore.

At this point, the three factions had gathered around Duke.

Queen Greek smiled: "Duke! Did you foresee such a result?"

"If you can foresee that, then the so-called life is nothing but tens of thousands of boring journeys dominated by destiny. To put it bluntly, there are countless ways of destiny and there is no absolute right or wrong. Any way is good, as long as I chose it myself, and I won't regret it. "