"Impossible? Why not!" Duke sneered and said something that Kel'thuzad couldn't understand: "Idiot, not everyone can play Tian Ji's horse racing game!"
It has to be said that Kel'Thuzad was very creative. He tried to use new tricks to deal with Duke's companions and use Cannon fodder to buy time.
But, so what?
Hundreds of elites rushed out of the corridor in an instant, all performing their strongest combat skills and the most extreme magic. However, these elite monsters, which might be able to wipe out an entire village or town on their own in the outside world, were still like ants in front of Duke and Onyxia!
When the sea of fire arrived, everything was destroyed.
There was no blood, only utter destruction.
These hundreds and thousands of powerful undead creatures were unable to stop Duke and were killed in the blink of an eye.
Three frost bone dragons pounced over with their fangs bared. They seemed to still retain the same ferocious power as in life, causing even the earth to tremble. There was no doubt that these three bone dragons had been blessed by Sindragosa's special secret magic.
With a "bang", at this moment, Onyxia stepped out with her left claw and instantly made a gorgeous 360-degree turn that was completely inconsistent with her huge body.
Normally, dragons rarely make such fancy attacks.
As Duke's mount, and as a demigod dragon connected to Duke's soul, Onyxia clearly saw a wavy arc trajectory. The long and strong dragon tail was the largest meteor hammer in the world, sweeping over with unparalleled power and prestige.
The black dragon shadow seemed to split the space. A black light flashed, accompanied by a fierce whistling sound and three almost continuous loud explosions. The heads of the three frost bone dragons exploded in an instant.
This scene is countless times more exciting than hitting the target with one shot in bowling!
So what if I have been blessed by Sindragosa?
So what if he was once an ancient dragon?
Unless it was Sindragosa himself, no bone dragon transformed from a dragon below the Dragon King could possibly please Onyxia and Duke, who were almost one in the state of human-dragon fusion.
"Ahh——" Even Onyxia was surprised by such a satisfying attack, and she couldn't help but stretch her neck and roar.
The blazing flames and the wide-ranging sacred aura emanating from Duke's body caused almost every undead creature destroyed by him and Oni to become truly terrified. Their combination was like the most brutal weapon in the world, seemingly able to slay gods and demons!
Kel'Thuzad succeeded in his plan, but also failed in his calculations.
As a person who was suppressed from the beginning to the end, he clearly positioned himself. Perhaps before Naxxramas fell into the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, he still had a chance to win against Duke. After being weakened by Duke, the loss of both the leader and the reserve of mana made the combat power of Naxxramas fall to a dangerous level.
When Duke stole control of the fortress and trapped both him and Sapphiron, he knew it was only a matter of time before the bosses of the last three areas were destroyed.
This is a last-ditch struggle, but also a desperate effort.
Kel'Thuzad had no choice but to take a risky move and play the game of Tian Ji horse racing with high-level horses against low-level horses, trying to use Cannon fodder to buy time, win in the Undead Fantasy, and then turn the tables.
Unfortunately, he ran into Duke. In a few seconds, the system AI scanned and found that the magic power supporting the defense system was not Kel'Thuzad's magic. If you insist on saying it, it is that Kel'Thuzad used the souls stored in Naxxramas as fuel to supply the undead army and launch a siege on Duke.
Duke seemed to be using his magic power crazily, but in fact, more fireballs were hitting the magic nodes of the corridor defense system.
Only when Kel'Thuzad poured all his magic power into the undead illusion did Duke and his dragon become invincible.
In a short while, Duke had reached the hall where Kel'Thuzad was.
On the north side of the hall, the half-crippled Sapphiron curled up and guarded Kel'Thuzad, in a defensive posture as if to take a beating.
Kel'thuzad seemed to be extremely furious. He held up a bloody scroll high in the air.
"Asshole! Asshole! You forced me to do this! It was all you who forced me to do this—Edmund Duke! I changed my mind—I'm going to make you pay the most terrible price! For eternity—"
This is a dragon skin contract filled with darkness and coldness.
Even from a hundred meters away one could clearly feel the icy air emanating from above, and faintly hear the wailing of thousands of wronged souls above.
The system AI's analysis made Duke's heart skip a beat.
"After scanning, the contract was found to have traces of the blood of Chieftain Ner'zhul."
Warchief Ner'zhul?
Wouldn't that be after the end of Second War at the Dark Gate?
Before the huge explosion, Ner'zhul was still the Warchief of the Horde, a living man of flesh and blood.
Duke only knew that in this life, Ner'zhul was captured by Kil'jaeden and tortured according to the original history. Not only did he lose his life, but even his soul was compressed and packed into an ice skeleton.
Unexpectedly, there was a soul contract forged with the blood of his true beast.
As the system scanned and magnified, Duke clearly saw that only half of the contract, which was obviously written in the Eredun language, was left.
However, this did not pose a problem for Duke, who was fluent in Eredun. In less than one hundredth of a second, a complete contract was presented on Duke's retina.
"This is..."
That's right, this is the soul contract that Kil'jaeden forced Ner'zhul to sign. It contains the true oath of this miserable chief.
The soul-stirring words of Ner'zhul's oath of eternal allegiance to the Burning Legion were branded on them one by one.
It can be said that this contract was the basis for Kil'jaeden to confidently send Ner'zhul, who had become the Lich King, to Azeroth to cause trouble.
This contract contained the strongest eredar law lock, with the will of countless void lords assisting in the suppression. There was also Kil'jaeden's four-fingered handprint on it. In theory, as long as Ner'zhul tried to break free from the contract, this demon handprint would cross space, travel through eternity, and fly over to teach Ner'zhul a lesson.
The harsh terms in the blood oath were so severe that Duke felt suffocated and trembled just by looking at them, even though the contract had already expired.
Damn, it seems that a guy named "Duke" broke free from the Burning Legion's soul contract and destroyed the largest fortress in the Twisting Nether. After that, the Burning Legion's strictness on soul contracts reached an extreme level.
According to this contract, if Ner'zhul violated Kil'jaeden's orders, 99% of his soul would receive the most terrible revenge.
The 1% that remains by chance is nothing more than a witness to his eternal suffering.
However, Ner'zhul still chose to rebel, at the cost of having his soul torn apart, infinitely diluted, and even losing himself...
Suddenly, everything made sense.
Even though Ner'zhul was a coward from beginning to end, without the courage to betray his compatriots or confront the demons, but...
Beasts! People! Will! Never! Be! Slaves!
After years of inhumane torture, his body was destroyed by Kil'jaeden and even turned into ashes, but he never gave up his heart for freedom.
On the other hand, the Demon Commander's contract is not so easy to violate.
This is why after Archimonde died, Ner'zhul's magic power dropped drastically after he chose to jump ship and establish his own territory.
Even his soul is almost being consumed by the backlash of the contract, it would be strange if he is not weak.
On the other hand, no one expected that Arthas would be so loyal and truly run to save his master. Not only did he kill a large number of people who blocked his way, but he also defeated Illidan, who worked for Kil'jaeden, and finally ascended the Frozen Throne and merged with the pitiful remnant soul of Ner'zhul, which had been diluted countless times.
The perfect fusion of an orc's soul and a death knight who was once a human, it's intoxicating to think about it.
Duke didn't know what the purpose of Kel'Thuzad taking out this half-complete contract was, but he thought it would not be a good thing.
Duke didn't have time to react.
With a whoosh, Kel'Thuzad's purple hat with gold edges seemed to fall in the wind. The part of the bone that was supposed to be between his eyebrows actually opened a small door the size of a little finger.
There was a grayish white light flowing from the door, and the hazy feeling was as if he had ground his own bones into ashes and the ashes were flying out.
No!
It was more like he was directly pouring out the most profound and mysterious evil curse in his endless spiritual world.
When the grayish-white light between his brows fell on Ner'zhul's blood oath, a mysterious law that even the system elves could not interpret on the spot was dissolved. The blood stains on the entire dragon skin blood oath seemed to fade by three points on the spot.
The next moment, the frosty atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became several times thicker.
A sound of the soul, compressed into less than one tenth of a second, rushed into Duke's eardrums.
If Duke was an ordinary person, he would have been deafened by this noisy compressed audio. When Duke naturally decrypted this audio, although time in the outside world passed very slowly, Duke clearly heard Kel'Thuzad's sinister death declaration.
"Haha! You are just one man and one dragon, but you are not afraid of the Scourge, no, you are even afraid of the entire Death World. You are worthy of being the great hero of the Alliance - Edmund Duke! I have punished you three times for your arrogance. That's right... you are tasting the three serial traps that I painstakingly set up."
Three? Duke frowned.
"Hehe! The most delicious poison must be brewed at the last moment, when it is released all at once. Only then will it taste the best. Therefore, you must die here... in the name of the Lich King!"
"Um!?"
Faced with the overwhelming terror, Duke instinctively felt that something was wrong. He pulled the reins, intending to make Onyxia retreat quickly.
At the same time, he instinctively wanted to create an ice barrier.
but--
It is no longer a matter of sooner or later. Because it is in the past, the attack is over, and the trap has taken effect!
Something inside Duke's chest expanded at an incredibly rapid speed.
hard!
Sharp!
Horrifying!
Cold!
The bones and flesh burst through the chest, and what burst out was...
"Ice Prism!?"
Duke was wearing equipment of at least Mount Hyjal level. If it were during the Second Dark Gate War, he would be immune to all kinds of physical damage from swords, hammers, axes, and magic of the Sunrise level.
Now, even for semi-artifacts and Dawn-level magic attacks, most of them can reduce the damage by more than half.
But there is one exception - attacks launched from the inside are an exception.
Not to mention, this ice prism appears in its piercing state.
At this moment, Duke was like a flying insect soaring in the sky. After rushing around wildly, he fell into a terrible spider web chain trap woven with ten or twenty layers.
No matter how strong he is, no matter how much he struggles, he is just bait for the black widow spider.
"Duke!?" Onyxia screamed. Feeling the shock wave in her soul, she didn't care about the other undead rushing towards her, and suddenly bent her slender dragon neck back, and then she saw Duke with his chest exploded.
Duke's body was stiff, his neck was like a rusted machine, and he moved with difficulty. He touched his chest as if in disbelief.
There, an extremely rare epic robe was pierced from the inside, and on the top of the ice prism, a heart was still beating...
"Frost...divinity!?"
Kel'Thuzad finally couldn't help laughing wildly: "Foolish man! Have you actually forgotten that my nature is different from yours? I don't need to breathe!"
Looking at the divine fragments that exploded in the void around him and turned into strange hedgehog-like ice balls, Duke understood everything.
Yes! That's right! It's the attack of the frost godhood!
On the scene, it looked like Duke had used the power of his fire godhood to expel Kel'Thuzad's frost godhood. But Duke was a living being, and living people needed to breathe. The air that felt a little chilly actually contained a very small amount of frost godhood.
In order to deceive Duke, Kel'Thuzad did not even use the shadow divinity that Duke was most concerned about, but instead used the frost power that mages also have.
It is perfectly normal for a demigod-level ice dragon, a great lich with both ice and shadow attributes, to leak out a trace amount of frost divinity.
And then, this wide-ranging approach paid off.
Duke was hit directly!
"No——" Feeling the rapidly fading soul connection, Onyxia was stunned. She could no longer care about the battle and actually shrank at high speed on the spot, turning into a human form. She hugged Duke, who was covered in blood, and said, "Asshole! You lied to me! Aren't you immortal? Didn't you say you would change my destiny? Why..."
Seeing Onyxia lose her composure like this, Kel'Thuzad's mood suddenly exploded. His body slowly rose from Sapphiron, and milky white foam appeared where his lower body was connected to the frost dragon, and then he separated from the frost dragon.
"Hahaha! You're dead! You're dead! Edmund Duke! You're finally dead! Hahaha!" Feeling the decline of Duke's soul fire, Kel'Thuzad was very happy. He was so happy that it seemed as if countless bubbles of pleasure surged into the depths of his soul, nourishing every corner of his soul: "Onyxia, don't struggle. Join your master in serving the great Lich King."
Onyxia looked up, and a teasing smile suddenly appeared on her face, which seemed to have traces of tears just a moment ago: "Idiot!"
"Huh!?" Kel'Thuzad suddenly felt like something was wrong.
At this moment, a bright golden light suddenly shone through his chest, and the spiral sword edge shone brightly.
"Ah——" The pain of a shattered soul cannot be described in words.
As an undead, Kel'Thuzad has long been immune to most physical attacks. In contrast, the damage that holy attacks can cause to him has increased exponentially.
A sacred artifact sword pierced through his soul fire, which was tantamount to a catastrophe.
The intense pain in his soul caused his entire skeleton body to twitch violently and arch back.
Less than five steps away from him, the frost dragon Sapphiron reacted and pounced, stretching its neck and biting him.
"Crack!" When the white dragon's fangs closed, they bit nothing. Duke used a gorgeous Flash to avoid the Ice Dragon's determined attack.
However, before drawing out Duke's Morality, Duke gave almost all of his available holy light to Kel'thuzad.
Onyxia knelt on the ground. She still had that noble and slightly charming temperament, and her face still showed the sorrow of her husband and master's death. This woman who was once popular among the upper echelons of the Stormwind and was known as the most beautiful woman in Stormwind, was always so charming and intoxicating.
"Hey! Have you had enough of the acting?" Duke was speechless as he watched Onyxia, who was seductively hugging his blood-covered real mirror image and had entered acting mode again.
Soul connections are hard to fake.
If Duke was going to die, this guy would be able to sense it immediately. However, only an acting talent like her could play this drama well and let Duke trick Kel'Thuzad in return.
That's right!
Duke was doubtful about the icy divinity that permeated the air.
Even though Kel'thuzad has a large family and a great business, he cannot throw away divinity, even if it is a very small amount. For high-purity divinity, even the smallest mosquito is still meat!
So after Duke rushed into the corridor, he directly told the Black Dragon Princess to make a true mirror image on the dragon saddle, hid near the dragon's wings and turned on invisibility, and even to make it more realistic, he put all his previous armor and equipment on the mirror clone.
He suppressed his breath to the lowest level.
Sure enough, it was as expected.
The Black Dragon Princess looked at the great lich who was heading towards destruction with a bit of smugness, frowned slightly, and continued to be possessed by the Queen of Movies.
By the way, even when this guy frowned slightly and pretended to be mourning for his master, he was still quite handsome!
"Woo, woo, woo! Master, you died such a miserable death!" Onyxia howled.
Duke bared his teeth: If this guy hadn't been crying for me, I might have really thought she was so beautiful, so charming, even pitiful, and even wanted to play widow with her. But now...
Duke kicked Onyxia's plump and elastic buttocks. "Get to work! Mount!"
Onyxia gave Duke a look of pretended dissatisfaction, then transformed into a dragon again and pounced on the poor Sapphiron.
Frankly speaking, if Duke didn't have the powerful Black Dragon Princess, it would have taken some effort to deal with Sapphiron.
But now that Kel'Thuzad and Sapphiron have separated, liches are liches and bone dragons are bone dragons. It would take three Sapphirons to pose a threat to the Black Dragon Princess.
Duke ignored the massive fight going on next to him, which was actually a battle between fully armed adults beating up children.
He stood with his hands behind his back, and, supported by the newly rising base of flames, floated in front of the great lich.
Even though he was in great pain, Kel'Thuzad still used the coldest tone to sternly say: "Duke! Don't think you have won! His Majesty the Lich King will avenge me! I will not let you hear my sorrowful confession until I torture your soul for billions of years! The Scourge will never give up! We..."
Duke had an idea.
Kel'Thuzad screamed, and the golden light gushing out of his chest became stronger and stronger. The golden light of this little sun was like a pillar that pierced through his back and then squeezed out of his chest.
What's even more terrifying is that this ball of holy light seems to have life. It gently melts Kel'Thuzad's ribs one by one, as if it wants to completely grind that rotten bony chest into powder.
"No——" The great lich screamed again. The cold soul fire in his body, which seemed to always remain at absolute zero, finally seemed to have a heat that it shouldn't have. It was clearly a ball of flame that was always swaying, but when a more violent golden light gushed out, golden runes full of sacred aura seemed to grow in the middle of his soul in an instant.
These runes formed an unprecedented magic circle... No, not a magic circle, it was a new sacred law that Kel'Thuzad had never seen before.
This law clearly bears the mark of not belonging to this world.
When this mark appeared, it seemed to forcibly pull Kel'Thuzad's soul out of this mortal world, forcibly sever his connection with all mortal things in Azeroth, and prohibit him from extracting all power from the world.
Sadness, fear, hatred...all negative energies are isolated by this golden mark.
"Impossible! This is no longer the power of a mortal!" Kel'Thuzad screamed and tried to put his two skeleton hands with only four fingers on Duke's shoulders.
He had the deepest doubts.
Why!?
This kind of complex power involving the origin of the world, even if it is disassembled and allowed mortals to observe it for a million years, it is not certain that anyone can understand it.
Why can Duke do it?
Facing Kel'Thuzad's puzzlement, Duke said calmly: "It's not that I'm too strong, it's just that you're too weak in the realm of elements. Earth, water, fire, and wind. When you master the mechanisms of these four basic elements in this world, you can also isolate opponents with insufficient strength like me and prevent them from contacting this world... What a pity! You only have the frost divinity left to you by Ner'zhul, but you don't know how to use it!"
Besides, you forgot that this is the fortress left behind by the Pantheon's Creator Titan!"
The Titans are god-like beings. How could a mere wizard like Antonidas, who plays with undead magic, handle the things they left behind?
Except for Sargeras, who was also a Titan, other races and civilizations did not even have the level to fully master the defense system, let alone rewrite the program.
The law Duke used just now was the law of purification lurking in the fortress, which could amplify the power of the holy system tenfold. Duke just happened to use it directly. He didn't have the divinity of the holy system, so he couldn't use this trick after Naxxramas.
Since we've come across it, just give it to Kel'Thuzad.
Although he sighed, Duke had no intention of recruiting Kel'thuzad.
Kel'Thuzad is not the black witch Farina. Although Farina is bad, there is no direct conflict or hatred between them.
K was different. Duke had reported him in advance and made him take a bath in Uther's holy light. In addition, he was a fanatical worshiper of Ner'zhul and Arthas. Well, Du tortured K's two idols to the point that they were no longer human.
Ner'zhul was blown into Kil'jaeden's arms.
The idiot had his childhood sweetheart robbed by Duke and had his hand broken, and he was also cheated in a big way in Felwood.
With this deep blood feud as his foundation, Duke had no intention of letting Kel'Thuzad be his elemental messenger at all.
Duke definitely doesn't like this stubborn guy who has cockroach characteristics. And even if he beats the shit out of him, there's still a chance of trouble...
Well! Duke didn't have the ability to destroy souls before, but now that he has it, he will not hold back.
"Goodbye! Kel'Thuzad! Let you be another stepping stone on my road to being a hero." Duke waved his hand, and the golden light that burst out from Duke's chest suddenly became brighter.
The dazzling light grew brighter and more intense.
When the golden light grew to the size of a small sun, Kel'Thuzad, the existence that once made countless people fear and hate him - disintegrated into an unknown substance that was not even ashes, and was annihilated from this world forever.
In the undead fantasy, the Alliance heroes are fighting with the remaining souls, or illusions, of the Scourge leaders.
Although those monster bosses that looked huge had all kinds of fierce moves and overwhelming power, they were still not fatal.
I don't know why, but it feels like the attack power of those monster leaders has been severely weakened.
For example, the abominable boss Patchwerk, when he chops down with his rusty large kitchen knife, the first feeling he gives people is that it is earth-shaking.
But what was smashed out was a pit of one meter square. Even Calia, seeing Patchwerk's slow knife-raising gesture, would not be in danger of being killed on the spot unless her attention was completely distracted by other things.
However, the team's situation is deteriorating.
Benedictus failed to dodge and was hit, breaking his calf. Even after first aid, the fracture still hindered his movements.
Edwin VanCleef was bitten on the arm by the giant dog Glass, the leader of the stitched monsters, during the fierce battle. His left arm had at least ten fractures. Even so, he still bit the extra dagger and continued to fight.
Liadrin was pierced on the back by Anub'Br'kan, the beetle king. Even after emergency treatment with Holy Light, the bowl-sized hole in the armor on her back at the shoulder blade was absolutely shocking.
Although no one has died in the team and the team is far from reaching its so-called limit, everyone knows that things are not good.
When everyone in the team was fighting hard, suddenly, all the enemies in front of them disappeared.
"This is..." Gavinrad's fierce attack only hit the air. He felt a little uncomfortable as the sword's powerful blow suddenly turned into an empty swing.
It was the Windrunner sisters who reacted the fastest. The three of them shouted in surprise at the same time: "Duke!?"
right!
They and other heroes have seen Duke. Yes, after so many ups and downs, Duke has long been the backbone of the entire alliance. This guy who is always making his presence felt in peacetime is even more the core of the core in wartime.
When we can't see him, we always feel uneasy.
Now, almost the moment they saw Duke, everyone's hearts calmed down.
"Where is Kel'Thuzad?" Magni said unhappy.
"Here!" Duke curled his lips and pointed to a pile of silver-white ash on the ground.
If the pile of ash emitting a faint holy light and a frosty scent could not reveal anything, the magical accessories that Kel'Thuzad had worn before on the dust pile would definitely explain the truth.
"You destroyed Kel'Thuzad?" Sylvanas still felt a little unreal.
"You don't believe me?" Duke shrugged.
There was no answering voice.
The hot kiss that almost burned Duke's lips was the best answer.
"Wow!" Gavinrad whistled.
At this time, a violent rumble was heard. Only then did everyone turn around and look at the earth-shattering battle next to them.
Oh! Actually, we didn't really ignore the Black Dragon Princess. It's just that we saw Onyxia had already held down Sapphiron's dragon head with one claw and bit off his long tail at the same time - for this kind of duel where the outcome was already determined, we were a little lacking in interest.
"Roar—" Sapphiron struggled desperately, digging his body vigorously. The gorgeous floor was lifted up in pieces, revealing the black soil underneath. He even ridiculously dug a big pit under himself.
"Poor guy, just accept your fate!" Onyxia grinned with great complacency, dodged Sapphiron's attack with a leap, then rode the entire dragon onto Sapphiron's back and bit the back of his neck.
But everyone knows, it's over!
At this moment, Duke flashed and came not far in front of Sapphiron.
Onyxia bit off Sapphiron's cervical vertebrae almost completely, leaving only a little bit connected. She opened her mouth and pressed Sapphiron's skull and spine with her two front paws, cursing: "Be quiet!"
Originally, Sapphiron was still struggling desperately.
Suddenly, he stopped.
Because of a compass-like thing, the aura it emitted made his whole body suddenly stiffen.
It clearly says "I'm busy" in Dragon language, but this doesn't stop Duke from switching the concept and directly using it as a banner.
Duke spoke in the clear dragon language: "Lost dragon soul! Wake up! I call you in the name of Alexstrasza, the red dragon queen of Wyrmrest Temple—"
The simple compass has typical dragon laws on it. Although the compass was activated by Duke's somewhat unreliable fire divinity, the effect is good.
It seemed that such a law could devour all of Sapphiron's negative emotions and guide him to regain his sanity.
Suddenly, an icy blue force began to flow between Sapphiron's gray bones. A dragon-shaped phantom appeared and wrapped around the dragon bones. With the dragon bones as the core, a semi-illusory blue dragon skin began to cover the entire dragon skeleton.
"Is this... Sapphiron's soul?" Calia murmured to herself.
"Huh—" Surprisingly, Sapphiron showed no intention of attacking.
Duke waved his hand, and Onyxia stepped back a little, but she still stared at Sapphiron.
"Sapphiron, are you awake now?"
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Having lost its controller, Duke brought Alexstrasza's will to suppress its obsession, anger, and resentment.
Sapphiron finally woke up from his confused state.
"What...did I do?" That was dragon language.
"You were killed by Arthas, who then enslaved your soul and body." Duke said as he used his mental power to clear the fog in Sapphiron's soul.
Some things, once imprinted in the deepest part of the soul, can never be completely erased from the soul no matter how much effort is put into it, unless the soul is completely destroyed.
Sapphiron suddenly roared: "I remember! I remember - damn Arthas! Bastard - %R#$@!"
The dragon roar that followed sounded a bit like slang, but also a bit like meaningless syllables that vented anger. Anyway, after the system AI translated it for Duke, it turned out to be a bunch of gibberish.
In order to control this frost dragon, Arthas suppressed Sapphiron's memory and sealed most of his soul and memory.
Now that Kel'Thuzad's interference is gone, Sapphiron has returned to his true nature and naturally loses his temper.
Duke and the others were not annoyed, they just watched Sapphiron making a fuss.
Finally, Sapphiron was done with his trouble.
Even with his once noble status, he had to lower his noble head at this moment, especially when Duke was still holding Alexstrasza's compass...
He subconsciously believed that Duke represented the Wyrmrest Temple.
"How will Wyrmrest Temple deal with me?"
Of course Duke couldn't answer: "Do you think you can return to Dragonblight?"
When a dragon is about to die, or even after it has died, its soul longs to return to the Dragonbone Wilds to sleep forever. This is many times stronger than the genetic code imprinted in the deepest part of its genes, and it is an instinct in the deepest part of the soul that cannot be disobeyed.
But Sapphiron knew that he had lost that qualification forever - a fallen soul had no right to return to Dragonblight and be with his companions and ancestors...
Of course, there is another way, that is, to be nailed to the gate of Longmen Temple as a sinful betrayer like Neltharion. That is not what Sapphiron wants.
Now, he is a completely homeless soul.
"I...I...I..." After saying the word 'I' three times in a row, Sapphiron still couldn't go on.
"Being killed or having your soul and body forcibly enslaved is not your original wish. But the killings and sins you committed as a frost dragon cannot be erased. You need to atone your sins, do you understand?" Duke earnestly guided the blue dragon soul, whose IQ had actually declined a little.
"Atonement, how can I atone for my sins?"
Duke raised his chin slightly. "After conquering the planet Azeroth, the Titans of the Pantheon entrusted the important task of guarding the planet to the five-colored dragons of the Wyrmrest Temple. Now, Azeroth is facing the invasion of the Burning Legion of Sargeras, the traitor of the Pantheon, and the erosion of evil forces such as the Old God C'Thun. You only need to fulfill your duties as a guardian in a just war. You are atonement."
What Duke said made so much sense that Sapphiron was speechless. He almost subconsciously nodded the faucet.
Duke snapped his fingers, and Onyxia obediently transformed into a human form and came to Duke's left hand side. Duke touched her hair very smoothly with his left hand.
"See this girl? She has renounced the evil camp and is fighting for the good cause under me, Edmund Duke, the Protector of Azeroth. Now, Her Majesty Alexstrasza has promised to take her back to Wyrmrest Temple in the future, provided she behaves well."
Having said this, Onyxia's whole body trembled.
To be honest, she didn't care whether she could return to Longshen Temple. What she cared about was Duke's terrible influence.
Sapphiron's soul was shaking violently, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Can you...can you speak to Her Majesty Alexstrasza?"
Just at this moment, Duke noticed that the compass needle had pointed to "On Duty". Duke decisively put the compass on the ground and cast a dragon language magic on it.
That wasn't some advanced magic, it was simply activating the communicator with the Red Dragon Queen.
The next second, a unique pressure echoed throughout the hall.
When a virtual red dragon head as tall as two stories was projected in the hall, a long and distant howl seemed to rise in everyone's heart. This howl came from the ancient times 25,000 years ago. It was a majesty full of historical sedimentation.
She is the perfect combination of nobility, beauty, ferocity and power.
The aftermath of her soul's fluctuations easily hit everyone's heart deeply. Everyone's heart shrank into a ball due to excessive tension, and after the lungs exhaled the waste gas, they never forgot to expand and breathe in fresh air again.
Everyone feels a little suffocated.
However, Alexstrasza soon restrained her breath.
"Oh, it's Duke! Sorry, I just came down from the Void Battlefield." The queen replied casually: "What's the matter?"
"It's about this guy you mentioned a while ago. I asked her, how many merits does this guy need to return to Wyrmrest Temple?" Duke first grabbed Onyxia's neck like twisting a chicken, forcing her to take two steps forward.
Onyxia couldn't look the queen in the eye.
The queen blinked her huge yellow pupils. Although she didn't know why Duke asked at this time, she still answered: "If we can successfully seal C'Thun this time, the achievement will be almost complete. At least Nozdormu won't object. Right now he has the most objections."
"Okay, the second thing is, I just dealt with Sapphiron's soul. Can you help me notify Malygos..."
Alexstrasza turned her head. Of course, she had sensed Sapphiron's soul long ago, but now she sighed: "You shouldn't ask me."
Yes, she couldn't speak directly about the Blue Dragonflight. Even though Malygos didn't have many soldiers under him, overstepping one's authority was overstepping one's authority.
When she said this, Sapphiron's expression couldn't help but dim.
At this time, Duke suddenly said: "If, I mean if... If I let Sapphiron make enough merits, can you consider letting his soul return to the Dragonbone Wasteland in the future?"
When it comes to the fallen, the Dragonflight usually kills them directly and then breathes out their dragon breath to destroy everything.
Duke suddenly proposed this hypothesis, and Alexstrasza was a little confused. After all, Duke was considering the problem from the perspective of Wyrmrest Temple.
After a long pause, Alexstrasza finally said, "I hereby promise that if any fallen dragon chooses to redeem himself and performs enough meritorious deeds, I will propose a motion at the Dragon Kings' meeting. As long as more than half of the votes agree, the lost soul can return to the Dragonbone Wasteland."
This sentence is as heavy as a mountain.
It can be said that this is the most important thing in her words.
Duke was pleasantly surprised, but not surprised, by the Red Dragon Queen's decision.
This is the inevitable choice of history!
Now is a time of war, and war is bound to be accompanied by sacrifice. Dragons are indeed creatures at the top of the food chain on the planet Azeroth, but their tragic fertility and long growth time are destined to make the dragon army always weaker and weaker in this kind of intense war.
As long as the demons don't die in the twisting void, theoretically their souls can run back and be resurrected infinitely.
As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, finding ways to replenish the military force became the biggest issue that the Wyrmrest Temple could not avoid.
The four-colored dragons were relieved after killing Nefarian, but as the Burning Legion continued to attack, the absence of the Earth Guardian weakened the protective array, leading to increased casualties.
Otherwise, there would be no decision to recruit Onyxia into Wyrmrest Temple, and the fallen souls would not be allowed to return after self-redemption. If it were the old Wyrmrest Temple, it would be impossible to even think about it.
Rules are dead, dragons are alive.
Alexstrasza was not stupid enough to challenge the rigid rules with her limited life. Just like the Alliance later in history, the Death Knights, Demon Hunters and others all joined the Alliance camp.
The general trend is the general trend. Now that the Red Dragon Queen has made an opening, if Duke still doesn't know how to behave, then all his efforts will be in vain.
Since the Queen has given Duke an advantage, who should be given the advantage? Of course, it should be given to Duke!
Hey! Old Dragon, you have a redemption coupon that is about to expire. Would you like to use it? If you do, please sign this indenture.
Duke's ill intentions were obvious to everyone, but no one could be jealous of him.
First of all, those who can get into the Alliance of Legends are either kings or true heroes who are honest and upright.
Secondly, Duke's experience, status, and methods are not something they can imitate or learn.
Want to recruit the Dragonflight as your subordinates?
sure!
You can first save the red dragon queen, or kill the entire family of the black dragon king, slaughter the males and collect the females as mounts.
If it's just a little bit off, maybe some people will be envious and jealous, but if it's too far off, then we can only worship you.
At this time, Duke slowly walked towards the ashes left after Kel'Thuzad's death, reached in, and fished out one of the biggest trophies of this time. Yes, it was the scroll of the contract left by Ner'zhul. On the scroll was the frost divinity inherited from the Lich King.
"Hey, Alexstrasza! Can you help me with a little favor?" Duke raised the scroll.
Everyone saw the queen roll her eyes at the huge red dragon's face.
Damn, the one who is blackmailing the Red Dragon Queen is the only one except Duke.
However, Duke helped her redeem the soul of an important blue dragon, and Ahn'Qiraj's next actions would rely more on Duke's brain, so the queen just did it.
A portal with a diameter of at least ten meters appeared in the void, and the next moment, a red dragon claw that could easily hold a steam tank stretched out. The black dragon claw with a perfect arc stretched forward and lightly touched.
A drop of green breath of life sank into the scroll.
"alright."
Then, the dragon claw was retracted again and disappeared without a trace.
Others might think that the power of the Lich King, Ner'zhul, is purely the power of death with shadow attributes, but that is not the case. Having been thinking about rebelling since the beginning, he had intentionally or unintentionally focused on frost magic, which was completely different from the warlocks of the Burning Legion.
Whenever Duke needed to purify something like this old demon, it would be better for him to borrow the help of others. After all, Duke himself did not have enough divine power and moral integrity.
After purifying the shadow part, what remains is pure frost divinity.
After a few casual words, the queen turned off the projection.
Duke did not start absorbing the frost divinity right away, because that would be a death wish. Throughout the ages, there have been various cross-system mages, including the arcane frost system, the arcane fire system, the pure arcane system, and so on. But there has never been a funny person who played ice and fire.
It's not that it's absolutely impossible, but it's a big problem.
The essence of ice and fire is conflict. Both the elements themselves and various super-magic specialties are in a life-and-death opposition relationship.
Secondly, without the arcane circuit as a foundation, the endurance will be very poor.
You can be a great mage of fire, arcane, and frost. Please note that there is a prerequisite here, which is to have a strong enough arcane magic circuit as a buffer.
Therefore, before he mastered the arcane divinity, Duke would never dare to absorb the frost divinity directly. You know, the fire divinity in his body was produced by Ragnaros, and it was extremely violent. If he rashly absorbed the frost divinity of the Lich King, he might explode and die on the spot.
Besides, why is it said to be one of the biggest trophies? Because there is another highlight!
Duke was extremely excited when he took out the Legendary Guardian Staff of Atiesh from the storage space. Although it was emitting very strong magic fluctuations, it was still unsystematic and always caused magic turbulence.
That's right! He had sensed it. The staff body was made up of 40 pieces of debris, plus the original staff head. The last part of this artifact staff - the staff tail - was just ten meters away from him.
There, at first glance there was nothing but empty walls. Only the connection between the artifact parts told Duke that that was where Kel'Thuzad's treasure was.
"Open!" Duke waved his chicken leg-shaped staff, and three translucent black crows immediately appeared from the top of the staff, flapping their wings through the phantom mist and hovering above the treasure chest.
A second later, the phantom collapsed, and every strong man in the Alliance couldn't help but let out a sigh of "Ah!"
The huge treasure chest with silver skull carvings made a "click" sound and opened by itself.
An inconspicuous wooden object flew out, drawing a gorgeous blue-purple arc of light in the air, and finally deftly embedded itself in the end of the staff in Duke's hand.
The next moment, the magic staff held high by Duke burst into a cloud of light.
Powerful arcane fluctuations surged out like a raging sea. Even though it did not cause any harm to anyone, it still felt like one was standing on a beach, being tossed up and down by huge waves several meters high, unable to stand steadily.
"Wow!" Gavinrad opened his mouth so wide that an apple could fit in it. "Boss, why do I feel that your magic weapon is much more powerful than mine?"
Unexpected things happened one after another——
As if provoked, Magni's Hand of Ragnaros the Firelord ignored the will of its master and suddenly burst into intense flames, and a pillar of fire that three people could hold together shot up into the sky.
This pillar of fire did no harm, it was simply a protest of unwillingness to be alone. When you see Magni with his mouth wide open, even the gods can't help, you will know.
Without further ado, Tirion's Ashbringer and Gavinrad's Wind Sword burst out with dazzling light one after another.
The pillar of blazing flames, the pillar of sacred golden light, and the pillar of wind and thunder surrounded by lightning, these three artifacts, in their own way, made threatening declarations to the artifact staff in Duke's hand.
The buzzing sound mixed with the light amazed everyone.
Soon, the winner of this artifact competition was decided.
The light of Atiesh in Duke's hand became brighter and brighter.
The purple-blue light became the only main theme of this space.
Even the frost around the hall was dyed.
At this time, something happened that left Duke speechless.
Three black, translucent crows reappeared, making an unpleasant sound of "quack, quack!" To put it nicely, the sound was refreshing, but to put it bluntly, it was annoying.
This reminded Du of the cartoons he watched in his childhood. Whenever it was time to complain, a black crow would fly magnificently across the sky, shouting "Fool! Fool! Fool!" as it flew.
Yes! Chicken sticks are fucked up like that.
It was this unique painting style that brought new developments to the situation.
When the crows cried, Tirion's Ashbringer was fine, but the other two artifacts suddenly became weak. It was because their minds suffered 100,000 points of damage and they were so beaten that they couldn't raise their heads, or something else.
Well, you know what, it really hurts my heart.
The powerful system AI intercepted a thought transmission similar to an image transmission emanating from Atiesh, but its specific content cannot be fully analyzed yet.
However, there are two clips that are certain. One is Duke leading a team to kill Ragnaros, and the other is Duke dealing with the Wind Prince.
This is clearly the chicken leg stick announcing: Your former masters were all defeated by my master, your masters are all my master's subordinates, blah blah!
Duke was stunned, and almost wanted to spread out the legendary pen and write the word "服" to Atiesh on the spot.
Damn, even though you are a magic stick, after getting to this point, you still use data to slap others in the face. No one else can do that.
Seeing that the Hammer of the Fire Demon and the Wind Sword had surrendered, Atiesh made an even clearer and more pleasant... crow's cry.
"Quack, quack!" Cheerful and quick, and looking for a beating.
What a boast! Duke swore that if this thing wasn't his magic stick, he would definitely find a chance to dismantle it into parts. What was that? Whoever likes it can take it.
"Teacher Duke! Can I touch it?" Over there, Jaina had already come running over happily, with her fingers crossed and clenched tightly. Her eyes were already the standard starry eyes of a fan, and she was acting coquettishly and cutely, with everything coming out.
If it was someone else's artifact, she would certainly be embarrassed to touch or study it.
But as for Duke...as Duke's apprentice and lover, I have privileges in everything I say.
"No problem." Duke handed over the chicken stick very straightforwardly. Of course, he did not let go just in case. At the same time, he sent a strong thought to Atiesh - this is your master's girlfriend, don't hurt her, otherwise I will tear you apart.
Immediately, Atiesh sent back a thought - no problem, you follow me, who's following whom!
Something that stunned everyone happened again. Not only did Atiesh read Duke's memory and hum the famous melody of "Ode to Joy" by himself, he also made three phantom crows land on Jaina's hands and shoulders, making flattering low sounds, and their long, curved beaks gently rubbed Jaina's delicate face.
Duke's mouth immediately changed into a perfect 'O' shape.
Damn it! Isn't this the artifact passed down by Saint Medivh?
How could he become so shameless?
Is it true that objects resemble their owners?
"Hehehe!" Jaina laughed happily.
Surprises came one after another. Suddenly, a large pop-up window popped up from the system, occupying almost half of Duke's field of vision.
"Your artifact Legendary Guardian Staff of Atiesh transfers Arcane Divinity to the host. Do you accept it?"
Duke was stunned for three seconds.
What does "after searching high and low for something, yet finding it without any effort" mean?
That's it!
Twenty years!
It's been too long!
It was so long that Duke had forgotten that the previous owner of the chicken leg stick, Medivh, was also a demigod!
That's right! Medivh is a demigod-level archmage with the title of "Astral Wanderer"!
He is also proficient in three magics, but he is best known for his space magic based on the arcane magic.
Duke didn't expect much at all. He was already very happy to have gathered all the Aties and got a divine weapon. Who knew there would be an extra divinity as the grand prize! ?
"Hahaha! Arcane divinity! Arcane divinity! I can become a demigod this time!"
Excited! Ecstasy! Jumping for joy!
Duke had no idea how to describe his current mood.
22 years!
It has been 22 years since I traveled to Azeroth!
From a poor young man who had almost nothing and was worthless, who could be pissed and shit on any noble, to the number one in the Alliance today, a super strong man who is about to become a demigod.
Duke has been through countless ups and downs.
Duke still finds it incredible when recalling those tragic experiences of escaping death, or dying and coming back to life again and again.
People are always unsatisfied.
Or in other words, desire is the driving force behind human progress.
I once thought that it would be nice to just live a merry life without turning into a zombie.
To hate aging and desire eternal life.
And from being immortal, he became hungry for power.
What are you asking for?
Isn't it just to live a better life!
Perhaps, with great power comes great responsibility.
But so what?
Anyway, we have long been accustomed to shouldering the burden of the future of the entire world, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
After all, the greater the responsibility, the greater the benefits!
"Hey! Everyone, what should I do? I'm so excited now! I really want to kiss you!" Duke said excitedly in the Voice of the Wind.
Originally, the relationships with my lovers were kept secret.
Rumors are just rumors. No one can do anything to Duke and the others unless I publicly admit it. Although in theory several queens are old ladies over 30 years old, under the premise of eternal life blessing and age losing its meaning, no one can say anything.
At this moment, Duke is about to stir up trouble and make everything clear!
As soon as Duke said that, Jaina took advantage of her proximity and kissed him without hesitation.
Mmmm, it smells so good.
Looking at the silver thread connecting the lips of the so-called master and disciple, Gavinrad was embarrassed.
But this is just the beginning!
Alleria moved quickly. As soon as Jaina finished kissing him, she rushed over second, wrapping her long, muscular arms around Duke. This time, they gave him a longer French kiss.
The third one was Vereesa, who said to Duke without hesitation: "Congratulations first!"
If the first three choices didn't surprise others, the ones after that will be exciting.
Queen Ilucia Barov of Alterac and Queen Calia Menethil of Lordaeron were a little shy. They held hands and gave Duke a light kiss one after the other.
Even Sylvanas, the Queen of the Sin'dorei, made a slightly apologetic expression to Liadrin, then lined up to give her a passionate kiss like a moth to a flame.
The most shocking thing was that after hesitating for two seconds, Tyrande, the high priestess of the night elves who claimed to have dedicated everything to the goddess Elune, was actually at the end of the line.
Facing several kings and generals who were already shocked, Tyrande's holy face showed a cunning expression in stark contrast, and she made a gesture to silence them: "Shh! For the sake of teammates, don't tell the night elves! As for the goddess, she knows!"
Fortunately, everyone here is a die-hard Alliance fan, and as people get older, they become more mature and keep their mouths shut. Otherwise, if the news got out, it would definitely be a huge piece of news that would shake the entire Night Elves.
Gavinrad was surprised at first, then envious, and finally he beat his chest and stamped his feet. He almost turned into a member of the FFF group and burned Duke and the others to death.
Damn it! Should I celebrate the victory or not? I'm just giving out dog food!
Half of the beauties in the Hero Group are from your family! ?
Am I still alive?
Tirion patted Gavinrad on the shoulder: "Hey, don't forget, you are a paladin!"
Gavinrad said bitterly: "Don't worry, I'm just envious, not jealous!" Turning his head, he ran over: "Boss, can you teach me the skills of picking up girls?"
On the other side, Liadrin also smiled bitterly: Well, all the queens of the Alliance have been taken by Duke, now let's see how Duke will end up.
Alleria hugged Duke and whispered in his ear: "I heard that once you become a demigod, your soul will stabilize. If that's the case, I want to have a baby with you."
Give birth to a monkey. This is what Alleria learned from Duke.
After hearing this, Duke could only smile bitterly: "I haven't become a demigod yet. I heard it's very dangerous."
"We believe you will succeed." The three Windrunner sisters said in unison.
"If you give birth to a baby, I want one too..." Vereesa added weakly.
Seeing the other queens all showing envious eyes, Duke couldn't help but laugh. Alleria and Vereesa didn't have crowns, so naturally there weren't so many taboos. The queens were in trouble. As a queen, if someone died without a formal wedding, it would be really hard to explain.
"Children... I'll talk to Elune later and see if we can give birth to a God-given child." Tyrande seemed to be talking to herself, but it was tantamount to pointing out a slightly exaggerated path for them.
The secular world certainly does not allow polygamy or marrying several queens.
If demigods aren't enough, what about true gods?
Any existence, once it enters the realm of gods, will definitely have a transcendent status. In fact, now Duke only needs to enter the realm of gods and become a demigod, which is almost enough...
"Hoo! Let's talk about those things later. Let me see my artifact staff." Duke held Atiesh in his left hand, and a series of data appeared on his retina.
System detection:
"Legendary Staff of Atiesh Guardian, a sixth-tier artifact staff (up to the ninth tier): a staff exclusively used by the Guardian of Azeroth. Its previous owners were Aegwynn and Medivh. Aegwynn once killed Sargeras in a duel with him. Although it was a bit of an act, Aegwynn did cause considerable damage to Sargeras' soul and body, causing Sargeras' incubation period to be longer than expected. In addition, in the battle of Karazhan, Medivh used his power to destroy the staff and send Sargeras into the Abyss."
"Atiyesh: Edmund Duke' soul is bound."
130-244 Damage Speed 2.90
(64.4 damage per second)
+31 Stamina
+32 Intelligence
+24 Spirit
Durability 145 / 145
Up to this point, Etiesh's numbers were the same as Duke remembered.
But things took a turn for the worse from here on out.
"Legendary Staff of the Guardian of Atiesh, Guardian Special Effect 1 Space Lock: Any existence that enters the world of Azeroth will be exposed in front of you. You can ignore the space barrier, increase the chance of your spells hitting the enemy by 100%, and increase the damage and healing effect caused by 2000 points."
"Guardian Special Effect 2 Arcane Domination: Increases the chance of a critical hit with harmful spells of all friendly members within a 300-yard radius by 20%, increases the range by 200 yards, and increases the damage and healing effect by 100 points."
"Guardian Special Effect Three Star Wanderer: Within the planet Azeroth, you can open a cross-continent portal with one-tenth of the normal magic power required. The number of portals, their carrying capacity, and the magic power required to maintain them depend on your understanding of the spatial coordinates. Outside of Azeroth, you can complete the above teleportation with one-fifth of the magic power. For any form of spatial barrier, your chance of breaking it increases by 20%."
"Guardian special effect four ???..."
After reading it all in one breath, Duke was delighted.
If it is the Atiesh in the game, it can only be regarded as the glory of the 60-level era of Molten Core. Although it is rare, even if you look at the entire national server, there are only 1,167 players who own it, but after all, it is not the only one in the world.
Back to reality, now that I have the bonus of the 'Guardian' aura, this artifact staff can show its true charm.
Ignoring the weak normal attribute bonuses, the known special effects exclusive to the three guardians alone are incredibly awesome.
Duke suddenly understood why the basic attribute bonus of this artifact was so low. If the bonus of endurance and intelligence was also very high, then this artifact would not be level 6, but level 9.
Duke had no idea how to upgrade this artifact staff. He planned to find Medivh or his mother Aegwynn when he had time.
Surprises continued to come. At first, Duke's Morality only provided additional fire attributes because the magic supply was not perfect. Now it was completely different. The system prompted him to inject more divinity into the Spiral Sword.
but...
"It is strongly recommended that the host undergo the infusion of elemental divinity after being promoted to the demigod level."