right!
This is the Sylvanas Windrunner I know!
Even at the end of life.
Even if you step onto the other side of the dead.
Sylvanas still hasn't given up fighting against fate!
In Duke's harem, the strength is obviously stratified. Unlike Sylvanas, Jaina and Tyrande, who are at the top of the mortal realm, Calia and Ilucia are at the back.
Especially for Calia, as a hothouse flower trapped in the forbidden palace in her early years, it was really difficult for her to participate in cruel boss battles again and again. Duke knew very well that Calia did not want to be excluded from the harem and become a pure vase or mascot.
And Ilucia chose to be the queen and accompany him into the battle for similar reasons.
Sylvanas is different. She actively wants to become stronger, hoping that she can shoulder the hopes that her fellow elves have placed on her, and wants to take revenge on the Scourge that destroyed her hometown.
Obsession, struggle, and desire are her biggest motivations to become stronger.
This is also why she chose to stand by Duke's side at this moment and fight an enemy she could not defeat.
To be honest, Sylvanas is also very nervous now.
Her presence here could be described as courageous, but also reckless. For a mortal god to get involved in a battle between demigods, one mistake could lead to eternal damnation.
But she was unwilling to do so!
Courage is like a spine. If you give in once to danger, it is easy to give in a second time, a third time, and never stand up straight again. You never know when the spine of courage will break.
If you don't move forward, you will move backward!
She couldn't let it go, and there was no reason to let it go.
In her heart, Sylvanas was ready to be scolded by Duke, or even driven away by force. She even thought of dozens of reasons and was ready to argue with Duke.
But there was no anger or lesson learned.
What she waited for was just a look that said 'I understand you'.
Infinite tenderness and infinite trust.
Not a word.
Some just came closer, put their arms around her waist just right, and gave her a gentle kiss.
They kissed more than once, and it was not the first time for deep contact, but this kiss made her feel like a little girl who didn't know the world, with a wonderful feeling as if in a dream.
Warm and nourishing.
After their lips parted and they stood up again, Duke and Sylvanas were no longer lovers.
At this moment, they are comrades-in-arms!
The twin emperors stared at Sylvanas with their yellow eyes for a long while, standing in awe:
"The top existence among mortals."
"And he has great courage."
"Our twin emperors."
"I recognize you as my opponent."
Sylvanas held the bow in her left hand, swung her cloak with her right hand, and took out an Arathor gold coin. She flicked it into the sky with her thumb and said loudly: "When the coin falls to the ground..."
The twin emperors replied in unison: "It's time to go to war with each other!"
Duke's face sternly said, "Okay!"
Twin Emperors: "Come——"
The golden coin kept spinning in the air. It seemed to have lost the constraints of time and kept spinning, spinning, and spinning again.
The golden light flickered continuously, but the four hearts became more and more nervous.
It seemed like a century had passed, and finally, the coin fell to the ground with a crisp "clang" sound.
The twin emperors' bodies were at least seven stories high, and they pressed down towards Duke and Sylvanas like a collapsing mountain.
Without any particular order, Sylvanas and Duke started at the same time and shot out like an arrow.
Sylvanas took lightning-fast steps and shot three arrows at the magic-immune Sword Emperor Vicnilas while running.
The sharp arrow drew a straight line in the air, bringing up three streaks of lightning that pierced straight towards Viknilas.
Viknilas didn't even frown, and he swung his sword, which was as broad as the main beam of a building, and the sword light drew a strange arc in the void.
No matter whether it was a person or an arrow, it was impossible to resist the sharp edge of the Holy Qiraji Great Sword. The three sharp arrows were about to be completely destroyed after the sword flashed past.
But the emperor did not expect that Sylvanas would use her left hand, which was holding the bow, to pull out three extremely thin lines of lightning with her fingers, and actually pulled the three arrows off their predetermined trajectory.
After turning in the air, the arrow once again stabbed Viknilas, the emperor of the Qira Empire.
Finally, Vikneras was a little surprised. He had never expected that the arrow he shot would have a second attack, especially when the arrow should have been chopped off.
But he still didn't care.
He was immune to magic, and the most powerful thunderbolt on the arrows had no effect on him. Although the arrows would hit him, firstly, they might not hit his vital parts, and if they hit his armor, that would not matter, and secondly, such small arrows obviously lacked attack power.
At this moment, Sylvanas rushed forward at high speed and raised her left hand again.
The three arrows, which had already slowed down, suddenly accelerated unreasonably. Two arrows shot at his eyes, and one shot at his throat.
Viknilas had no choice but to stop and use his armored left hand to protect his vital parts with a backhand, while also knocking away the three arrows.
Sylvanas took advantage of this opportunity and had already shot three rounds of nine arrows. She manipulated the electric current of the thunder and easily made the flying arrows get a better angle of incidence. For a moment, the arrows drew a beautiful arc in the air and hit the target she wanted to shoot.
The armpits, elbows, knees, ankles... Although these are protected by armor, they are still vulnerable parts with gaps, and they are the targets that Sylvanas wants to attack.
Years of experience in fighting giant humanoid creatures have made her give up the fantasy of killing them with one blow, and instead use more practical methods to paralyze the opponent as much as possible, or weaken the enemy's mobility.
When all nine arrows hit the target and she felt that Vicnilas's movements had slowed down significantly, Sylvanas couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This kind of magical two-stage or even three-stage control, Sylvanas only had a success rate of more than 50% in practice.
All nine arrows hit the target, which was almost a stroke of genius. Even she herself had not thought that it would be successful.
But if I had to use one word to describe her mood at this moment, it would be - stunningly handsome.
The battle is just the beginning.
The next moment, the huge Qira Emperor Sword slashed down fiercely.
Sylvanas made a flexible twist while moving forward at high speed, narrowly avoiding the sword. While dodging rapidly to the left, she shot three more arrows, one of which hit the emperor's neck, but it was obviously muscle tissue. For Vikneras's thick neck that required at least two people to hug, the bowl-sized wound on the neck muscle was not serious.
The emperor used brute force to change the blade of the huge sword that was about to chop down and swept it horizontally.
Sylvanas made an extremely exaggerated backward movement, with her body above the knees almost parallel to the ground. She narrowly dodged again, and then did three backflips in a row before she stopped the powerful impact.
During the somersault, there were nine arrows again.
At this time, Duke was attacking the Demon King Veklor. In the image transmitted by the Magic Eye, Duke saw that Sylvanas was so close that even the carvings on the front of her breastplate were cut off by the Sword King's sword...
Duke's face turned blue.
I really thought that I would lose a benefit from now on, uh, bah bah bah!
Even if Sylvanas becomes a ghost as history has shown, Duke will still like her!
Sylvanas danced on the edge of the sword, there was nothing she could do. Her greatest weapon was dodging. If she didn't appear, Duke would have to use the real mirror image to pull the Sword King. That was also a very dangerous choice.
Now that she was here, Duke had to trust her.
That's right, compared to the seven-story-tall Sword King Viknilas, Sylvanas is definitely weak and delicate, and she will die if she is hit by a sword.
On the other hand, as long as she concentrates enough and none of her attacks hit her, that's her victory.
Of course, she could never defeat the Twin Emperors alone.
Please note that the Twin Emperors' lives are shared. Her bow and arrows can't hit them, but Duke can!
After confirming once again that there was no one else who could attract the attention of Demon King Veklor, Duke went all out.
The fine lines of elemental laws crisscrossed back and forth, and the two demigods performed a gorgeous epic showdown with their deepest understanding of elemental magic.
It was a massive offensive.
Behind Duke, the entire sky was reflected, and countless arcane missiles poured down like a meteor shower, drawing countless dazzling parallel lines, crackling towards the Demon King.
Not only that, the magic net was also expanding greedily, like the beating of a heart. Every time it contracted and expanded, you could see that the area of the magic net had increased by one point. Every time the area of the magic net expanded by one circle, the power of all the magic blasted out of the magic net increased by 10%.
Veklor narrowed his eyes, raised the Qiraji Emperor's Staff high, and a huge black light curtain immediately rose behind him, covering the 100-meter-high hall. The shadow energy on the light curtain floated like grease, exuding an evil and corrupt smell.
At the same time, he stretched out his dry left claw and pointed at Duke, and countless black rays of light immediately faced Duke's rain of arcane missiles.
Originally, the Demon Emperor Veklor was also a super powerful being who was proficient in multiple types of magic, and the arcane magic's Wide Area Magic Explosion was also his forte.
But after the spellcaster enters the demigod realm, the way of fighting naturally undergoes earth-shaking changes.
Just as it is impossible to burn Ragnaros to death with fire, it is also impossible for Vek'lor to kill an arcane-centric demigod, even a new demigod, with arcane magic.
With just one thought, countless beetles of all sizes on the ground began to approach Duke intentionally or unintentionally.
Duke sneered.
Exploding insects? Can you be a little more creative?
In his previous life, as a player, he certainly didn't have the ability to deal with the beetles that kept refreshing and could never be killed.
In this life, as a genuine demigod of Azeroth, he has plenty of means to deal with the Demon King's hidden tricks.
Sure enough, a bug that was only the size of a palm suddenly grew rapidly under the infusion of Vicklor's magic power, and in the blink of an eye it became a giant as big as a carriage.
With a "bang", the insect exploded.
What splashed out was not the flame as in history, but highly corrosive acid.
"Huh?" Duke had a playful smile on his face.
Duke didn't need to do anything. Dozens of burly figures with flames wrapped around their bodies rushed out from the magic net.
Fire demon guard!
Manager Executus's thug and meat shield.
When Executus became Duke's elemental messenger and was responsible for managing the magic network, his younger brothers naturally became part of the magic network.
The fire demon guards in Molten Core were more like pure, strong warriors, but here, they were more like the fire demons from the Scorching Hell. However, their skin was still red, not the golden red of the fire demons. They were also covered in blazing flames, looking quite majestic.
To be honest, Duke didn't have much hope for the fighting power of these fire demon guards.
Since the Demon King was harassing him with Cannon fodder, he couldn't put much thought into dealing with the Cannon fodder. All the command was handed over to Executus, who had merged with the magic network.
However, after the fire demon guards transformed into purer elemental creatures, they were really powerful. They were able to expel all insects, big and small, out of Duke's area within 30 meters like chopping melons and vegetables.
"Hmph!" Vicklor looked unhappy.
Suddenly, those big beetles were no longer just suicide bugs. Their bodies suddenly became as big as rhinos, and their bodies were emitting pink crystal light.
Dozens of crystal beetles rushed up and fought on equal terms with the fire demon guards.
"Oh?" Duke had a thought, and a modified version of the fire element suddenly jumped out from the illusory magic net.
On the surface, this is a fire element covered in flames.
There has been a huge change in his body shape. He is the Balrog in the Lord of the Rings world where the genuine white-robed swordmaster Gandalf exists.
A fire demon with the appearance of a demon, skilled in using whips and beheading swords.
"Roar--" This fire demon, who did not exist in the world of Azeroth, thrust the flaming sword in his right hand fiercely into the ground as soon as he appeared. Along with this action, brilliant flames suddenly rose from the void, followed by magma emerging from the void pouring down on the spot.
One, two...many golden rivers hung down in the void, lighting up the entire Twin Emperor Hall. Along the golden light column was magma that even the ground began to turn into a molten state.
Every time a crystal beetle was touched, its hard shell immediately made a "sizzling" sound, which sounded creepy.
The defense of this crystal beetle specialized by Vek'lor is extremely terrifying. A single beam of lava fire cannot even melt its shell, but as two, three, or even more beams of lava fire condense into lava spears, combining high temperature and sharpness, the only end of these hard monsters is to scream and turn into a ball of charcoal.
The golden flames illuminated the face of Emperor Veklor, and he finally realized how difficult the new demigod standing before him was.
In terms of the total amount and quality of magic power, Duke was no less than this veteran demigod. In terms of multiple spellcasting and the strength of his generals, he was also better than him.
More types of attack magic began to emerge from Duke's magic net, breaking through the obstruction of the shadow arrow rain and hitting the Demon King's magic shield.
While the Demon Emperor was waving the Qiraji Emperor's Staff, his mind was working rapidly, thinking about the situation.
Now the situation is very clear. His brother Vic'nilas has an absolute advantage over Sylvanas and keeps suppressing her. Here, in the elemental realm, facing Duke, who is specialized in three elements and has good strength in the other three elements, he is seriously restrained.
If this continues, his defeat is only a matter of time.
The current situation is a bit like an Ouroboros. The head of the snake at the back wants to devour the tail of the snake in front. It depends on which side devours faster. The winner will be the one.
Was it Vek'nilash who killed Sylvanas first?
Or will Duke wear them down by attacking him first?
Finally he made a decision, it was a cruel order, hundreds of insects suddenly grew larger, they had various characteristics, some were filled with fire elements, some were ice, and some were acid.
These bugs ignored the attacks of the fire demon guards and fire demons, and rushed towards Duke, who was standing in the air on a throne of arcane energy.
To the Demon Emperor's surprise, even though their positions were penetrated, not even a single Fire Demon guard left the front line. They even ignored the pursuit and continued to attack the beetles within their attack range.
In the magic network, new elemental creations have appeared.
This time, it was a giant with thunder and lightning all over his body.
"I declare in the name of Thaddeus - no existence can surpass me and attack my lord!" This thunder giant with the appearance of a paladin just snapped his fingers, and a large number of beetles that broke through the defense line suddenly jumped out with lightning for no reason. After a burst of thunder, the whole world was quiet.
Without even frowning, Viclor let more beetles emerge from the cracks in the earth, constantly charging up energy, growing larger, and pouncing on the continuous line of fire and thunder.
It is hard to tell whether this scene is tragic or cruel.
These creatures, born in darkness and raised as weapons, now rushed towards the indestructible line of defense like moths.
Their lives seem cheap and pathetic.
However, as long as they can successfully hinder Duke from casting spells for a moment, their lives will have meaning in the eyes of the Twin Emperors.
Veklor began to cast a spell, a spell that was completely different from offensive magic.
Teleportation!
If nothing unexpected happens, the Twin Emperors will immediately switch between the two brothers.
The Sword King, who is immune to magic, will come before Duke, while the Demon King, who is immune to physical attacks, will face Sylvanas.
"Hmph!" Duke snorted coldly, and a huge fireball as big as a small watchtower hit Viclor in the face.
The flame burned through the Demon Emperor's left shoulder armor in an instant. Not only the armor, but almost half of his left shoulder was reduced to ashes in this blow. However, he showed no sign of pain, only a smile that seemed to declare victory.
In Duke's spiritual sea, the Devil King sent this message: "The master said that only those who are allowed to be teleported in his holy land can exist!"
Duke shuddered.
I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit it.
Being on the territory of the true god was like stepping into the enemy's territory. C'Thun's crazy power was spreading wantonly throughout the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj. It was very difficult for Duke to expand the magic network. It was obviously a thankless job.
Duke had to do this, otherwise he would be cut off from all external forces.
As a newly promoted demigod, Duke's own accumulation of divine power and magic power is absolutely the lowest. He was forced to join the battle just after he had built the prototype of the magic network. If the source of magic power and the support of the magic network are blocked, then Duke is not much different from an ordinary Antonidas wizard. At most, he is a little tougher.
Fortunately, Duke has mastered so many types of elements that even C'Thun cannot expel all six elements used by Duke.
This is like patching. If there are only one or two holes, it is easy to patch. But if it is a basket full of holes, then it is useless to patch it!
So no matter how C'Thun suppressed him, Duke still expanded his magic network here little by little, both in terms of the total amount of magic power and the size of the magic network itself.
But C'Thun can completely disrupt the spatial coordinates within the temple.
Duke could no longer sense any clear spatial coordinates at this time.
The next moment, Emperor Veklor will swap places with his brother...
At this moment, Duke did not even bother to show the slightest bit of nervousness on his face, but his left hand was always tightly grasping the artifact staff Atiesh that was somewhat famous even among the Qira insects.
"Bluff!" Vicklor snorted disdainfully. He had already thought about how to beat up the jumping female elf after teleporting.
The surrounding images suddenly became blurred, which was an inevitable phenomenon caused by space teleportation.
But a second later, the Demon King was stunned. Duke was not left behind by him a hundred yards away. Duke, like him, completed a successful teleportation.
This is not an easy task. After the god C'Thun mixed up almost all the spatial coordinates here, any teleportation or flash is a high-risk gamble. If you are not careful, you will get stuck in the temple's columns, or even in an unknown space gap, and that's it.
He couldn't help but exclaimed "Ah!" He never dreamed that Duke would be so decisive.
What really made him unable to understand was how Duke located the spatial coordinates.
Duke smiled and kicked the dazed Sylvanas in the buttocks. The surging arcane elements knocked Sylvanas away in one breath, flying to where the Sword King Vicnilas was a hundred yards away.
"Duke, you bastard--" Sylvanas was a little exasperated.
Duke obviously has a better way, but he chose to do this. Is this humiliation or flirting?
Regardless of that, the Sword Emperor's sword light fell again, and Sylvanas had to focus on dodging and counterattacking again.
On this side, the Demon King only received a scornful smile from Duke.
"My flame is my beacon in the void!" In response to Duke's words, Viclor's burnt left shoulder, which had been completely extinguished, was once again ignited with a real red flame. The flame rolled along his arm and spread to his left elbow and left neck in an instant.
He underestimated the enemy.
He had never thought that Duke's manipulation of the elements was so advanced. In his impression, that should be the method of Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire Demons. Who knew that Duke could be like a phoenix, giving birth to fire again from the ashes, burning the enemy's body a second time, and once again becoming an accelerant for the billowing flames?
Vicklor's expression finally changed, and he felt anxious.
Although they are both demigods, the gap between them is so huge.
Duke was obviously just a newly promoted demigod, but his proficiency in using power was even better than his. Although their fields were different, strictly speaking Duke was a wizard demigod of humans and elves, while Veklor was a magic demigod of the Qiraji, but there shouldn't be such a gap!
Vicklor couldn't help but cast his eyes on the seemingly inconspicuous wooden staff in Duke's hand.
An extremely rare space-attribute staff...?
As a new demigod with such wealth, even Vicklor was secretly jealous.
Fine! I'll kill you and your staff will be my trophy!
The Qiraji insect people are a typical race of the survival of the fittest.
From this moment on, Vicklor looked at Duke with a little more greed and jealousy in his eyes.
"Hmph!" Viclor released all the shadow elements he had accumulated in one breath. The dark shadow elements easily extinguished the flames on his body.
"Hey! What? Are you going to call your brother over as well?" Duke teased the Demon King.
"We don't need two brothers to work together to deal with you!" Viclor's face turned cold.
To be honest, it was a bit troublesome to have the Twin Emperors attack together. They would often heal themselves, and Duke was not sure if he could successfully use Counter Spell on the Twin Emperors.
Duke also has his confidence! Glancing at the pointer on the gadget in his hand, Duke smiled in his heart and began to focus most of his attention on Sylvanas.
Sylvanas worked very hard, and what was rare was that after fighting for so long, her rhythm was not disrupted at all. Every dodge was just right, without spending any extra effort, and not missing even a millimeter of distance.
Never put yourself in a dangerous splash range.
Also, never allow yourself to consume too much.
This kind of exquisite and surgical-level movement can only be performed by her who has brought her agility to the extreme.
Among the four Windrunner sisters, if we were to ask who has the best chance of breaking through to the demigod level, it would definitely be Sylvanas.
Lirath's talent is too poor, and being able to reach the hero level is already her limit.
Vereesa is very talented, but unfortunately she is too kind at heart.
In terms of talent, Alleria is at the same level as Queen Sylvia, but the problem is that she tends to think too much when facing a problem, and she is too concerned about the overall situation. This weakness restricts her from going better and further on the road of battle.
Only Sylvanas, with her unyielding spirit, successfully demonstrated what it means to be a fighter against fate!
Unwilling to be left behind.
Unwilling to be a good wife and mother.
I am unwilling to be a national mascot and a vase in the Duke's mansion.
It is precisely because of all these unwillingness that she is what she is today.
To break through the demigod realm, except for guys like Duke who have the help of system elves to cheat, or gifted perverts like Medivh, the best whetstone is to fight a life-and-death battle with a real demigod.
Although it is dangerous, a breakthrough is the fastest and most likely in such a situation.
Now it seems that Sylvanas is doing a good job.
But not so with Vicklor.
His magic was suppressed by Duke, and Duke was obviously a little absent-minded. In theory, any distraction or negligence in a wizard battle is fatal, because it is likely to affect the guidance of elements or the arrangement of spells, and even a forbidden spell will fail, killing himself before killing the enemy.
But Duke is a weirdo!
With his mind on his sister, he continued to guide the elements with Atiesh in his left hand, and the casting gestures made with his right hand were not messy at all. Even more shameless, he took out more things from the magic network.
A replica of the Curator made entirely of arcane elements appeared. With the earth's soil as armor and pure arcane energy as a body, this Curator, as soon as he appeared, used a continuous rain of arcane missiles to clear a large wave of beetles.
Not only it, there was also a small frost dragon made of the purest frost elements. It appeared from the void, braved the rain of shadow arrows from the Demon Emperor, pounced forward, and opened its mouth to breathe out a breath of ultra-high purity frost dragon breath.
The benefits of Duke's division of control were fully demonstrated at this moment. As long as he could still contact the magic network, the six elemental messengers could command various elemental creatures through the magic network in a safe place to attack Duke's enemies.
On the contrary, Demon King Veklor can only rely on himself.
"Damn it——" After an angry roar, the Demon King changed his tactics.
Those large beetles no longer rushed forward to die, and more beetles began to crawl onto his huge but skinny body.
Duke narrowed his eyes, with an indescribable feeling in his eyes.
Sure enough, there are changes.
Although he didn't know how they looked like humans, Duke was sure that, at least in this world of Azeroth, the Twin Emperors were the emperors of the Qiraji Bug Empire. The emperor of bugs certainly couldn't be human. So the Twin Emperors were also bugs!
All the insects not only bowed down to their emperor, but were also willing to sacrifice their lives for him.
The bugs that turned pink were crystallized, and their body surface hardness increased significantly.
The white ones are frost elements, the yellow ones are fire elements, the purple-blue ones are arcane elements...
Duke never expected that Viclor could use such a magical method to forcibly increase his physical defense and element absorption ability.
Originally, Duke was far ahead of Vicklor in terms of communication with the elemental world, but now the Demon King has obviously narrowed the gap to a level that is not so huge.
As a price, Viclor's body, which was already huge enough, grew larger again after thousands and thousands of insects climbed up on it, becoming as tall as a ten-story building.
Of course Sylvanas noticed the changes here. She just took a glance and shuddered all over.
That's right, thousands and thousands of wriggling insects were climbing and even biting and devouring each other. This scene and this sound were simply too much of a challenge to the sensory limits of a beauty-loving woman.
Sylvanas didn't have the spare time to pay attention to the Demon King, and she firmly believed that Duke could handle it better than her.
Over there, Duke was a little confused when he saw the Demon King Viclor turning himself into a fortress.
"Asshole! You're forcing me to use my ultimate move! I wanted to save it for your master..." Duke said this without thinking, and the Demon King was very nervous. Who knew that one minute passed, two minutes passed... five minutes passed.
Even after switching positions between the twins ten times, still nothing happened.
Duke took advantage of the purity of the elements and continued his tidal attack, killing Vicklor's insects wave after wave. However, Vicklor used the lives of his insects to buy time and achieved a balance with Duke.
Just as Emperor Vek'lor was praying that his brothers could kill Sylvanas first, the entire Temple of Ahn'Qiraj suddenly shook violently.
It was like an earthquake, the earth-shaking feeling even affected this thousand-meter-deep underground cave.
What an exaggeration this is.
But all the Qiraji insects are familiar with this feeling.
Because it happened more than once!
The last time it was so shocking was when Naxxramas collided with the eastern area of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj. The back and forth fall, oh, it should be said that the repeated thrusting turned the whole area into ruins.
Did the Alliance throw in Naxxramas again this time?
"Impossible!" The twin emperors screamed at the same time.
Their master C'Thun will never let Naxxramas run wild in his territory again.
In fact, Naxxramas really approached the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj again. This time was different from the past, this floating fortress was purely a feint.
How could C'Thun keep a straight face when he saw his old rival coming again?
Without saying anything, I'll use a 'dynamic death ray' to serve you.
Unlike the time of Kel'Thuzad, under Duke's orders, the dwarven craftsmen carried out an emergency transformation of Naxxramas. The biggest difference was the addition of a set of twelve large screw engines.
Although this thing has little effect on accelerating the entire fortress, but at a critical moment, a one-meter difference can mean the difference between life and death!
What's more, the fortress's main control system is linked to the magic network. After the early warning system detected the high-energy reaction in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj in advance, Duke directly calculated the shooting range of C'Thun's light Cannon and let the fortress avoid it in advance.
In this way, Naxxramas narrowly avoided C'Thun's ultimate move.
The feint attack is to cover up another star fall!
I just don't believe it. Can your C'Thun's terrifying light Cannon fire continuously?
Under Duke's instigation, the Dragonflight brought down another abandoned giant ship of the Burning Legion as a meteorite.
A red line of fire pierced obliquely in the dark starry sky, and the clouds boiled like porridge. From a distance, the cloud looked like a huge marshmallow. Suddenly, a red dot appeared in the center, like a stone falling into the water, creating a circle of ripples on the cloud, and then the cloud was dyed a fiery red.
The next moment, under Tyrande's guidance, the fiery red wreckage fell.
It hit accurately the place where the entrance to Ahn'Qiraj Temple was supposed to be.
If the collapse that trapped the Alliance heroes the first time was intentional by the Twin Emperors, then this bombing was just Duke taking advantage of the situation.
The crack, which was originally small, was torn open in the direction of the hall where the Twin Emperors were under this space-based attack. The ground was collapsing, the hard rocks were easily torn apart, and countless stones fell from the shocking crack at the entrance of the temple, setting off another terrible man-made earthquake.
After the violent collapse, Vicklor suddenly found that he could see the sky.
Originally the entire hall was a typical underground cave, but now the entire dome has collapsed, so naturally you can see the sky...
At this time, Viclor, who was looking up at the sky, happened to see a bright golden light shining in the sky directly above him.
In fact, if it was not noon, no sunlight would be able to reach the bottom of the deep cave a thousand meters below.
This light is clearly man-made.
Vicklor would never know until his death that at this moment, in the planetary synchronous orbit above Ahn'Qiraj, there was a reflector made of crystal mirror with a length and width of about two kilometers.
This is naturally another product of black technology that Duke asked the Dragonflight to develop.
Sunlight itself does not have direct killing power, but under the processing of forbidden-level sacred magic used by Alonsus Faoi through the magic net, sunlight becomes the most terrifying weapon.
An incomparably thick golden beam of light descended from the clouds, spanning the entire sky and earth. The clouds had already been blown away by the meteorite just now, but now under the influence of the sacred magic, they slowly rotated to form a vortex.
The golden pillar kept poking down and fell straight into the huge crack.
Duke's dark eyes reflected a brilliant golden light that fell along the cave wall. With his confident smile, the golden light penetrated the ground and began to gather at the end, focusing on an emperor whose body had become even larger.
With a loud "bang", continuous golden light spread along Vicklor's raised head to every corner of his body.
Each bug that possessed Emperor Veklor seemed to swell up, and then explode.
This time it was not because of their emperor's order, but because the elements in them conflicted with it.
That's right, in order to avoid Duke's edge, Vicklor chose to use the shadow element as the core. Suddenly attacked by the most powerful divine attribute, no beetle could withstand the tearing of these two diametrically opposed forces.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and more and more tentacles, mouthparts, shells, and thorny limbs were blown apart and exploded into the air.
As the golden light spread further, like a sharp knife cutting open a piece of wrapping paper, the true form of the Demon Emperor Viclor was once again exposed to the sight of Duke and Sylvanas.
Once proud and thin, Veklor has lost his humanoid appearance.
What appeared before Duke was an extremely ugly, twisted worm: in general appearance, it looked a bit like a silkworm, with countless short, pointed, thin legs.
But if you look closely, you will find that each of his feet is the mouthpart of a beetle, and each "spot" on his body is the eyeball of a living beetle.
Emperor Veklor is more like a monster formed by countless insects entangled with each other.
Fortunately!
Less than half a second after Vicklor's honor was displayed, Alonsus' soul descended directly to Duke's side. His full strength made this disgusting scene extremely short.
With a burst, or rather a loud, earth-shattering, inhuman scream, the giant insect combination suddenly exploded.
Every tentacle, every sharp horn, and every needle-like hair exploded completely, turning into particles the size of ordinary ants. In the end, they didn't even have time to fall to the ground before they had already dissipated in the golden light.
On the opposite side, Sword Emperor Vic'nilas used a three-stage slash, almost forcing Sylvanas into a dead end. At this moment, the Sword Emperor's entire huge body suddenly shrank rapidly. In just three seconds, he had become an empty shell and collapsed to the ground.
All around, all the insects wandering on the ground were dead, and they exploded one after another, as if it was raining blood.
Sylvanas turned her head and saw Duke standing in the golden light. His face looked normal, and his black eyes were accompanied by a calm smile, as if what he had just killed were not two demigods, but two ants.
Die already?
Sylvanas's face was still frozen with disbelief.
"We won?"
Duke walked over with a smile and hooked Sylvanas's upturned little nose.
"In order to counter my elemental advantage, Veklor adjusted almost all of his body's attributes to shadow. He was gambling on the fact that there was no strong direct sunlight in this dark underground hall. Obviously, he made a wrong bet."
Sylvanas was stunned for a moment, then a brilliant smile appeared on her face, like a hundred flowers blooming: "You tactical masters are all abominable."
Duke was so embarrassed. You have to know that Queen Sheikh in history was a ruthless person who had to max out all her conspiracy talents.
It doesn't matter who complains about him, but Duke feels a little unhappy when Sylvanas complains about him.
Isn't this exactly the same as when a certain tactical master named Ye complained about others, "You tacticians are all dirty!"?
I won't take the blame for this!
"Okay, okay! I just have a little regret, my hero, you can't be so stingy!" As she said that, two beautiful arms like white jade had already wrapped around her, and on her perfect face with a smile like a flower, the long, curved eyelashes had already drooped.
There is a benefit, and Duke's complaints all disappeared. He decisively went up to taste the little clove tongue of Sylvanas.
"Mmm…"
After an unknown amount of time, the two were awakened by the sound of footsteps coming from afar.
"Hehe! You guys are having fun." There were beads of sweat on the temples of Alleria who came rushing over. It was obvious that she had just fought with a family of three and rushed over.
Of course, as the eldest sister of Feng Xingjia, even if she was angry when she saw this scene, she would only be pretending to be angry.
Behind Alleria were the other members of the Heroes Group. No one would blame Duke for not coming to help after the fight. Duke had already withstood the strongest enemy. If they couldn't even handle the other side's average leader, then they had no right to stay in the Heroes Group.
Varian's battle was the last to end, and it was quite embarrassing, with many people suffering minor or serious injuries. What made him even more upset was that after Onyxia killed Princess Hakkar, she actually came over and asked if he needed help.
On the surface, she means well, but from the slightly teasing tone of the Black Dragon Princess, one can clearly feel that as long as Varian asks, she will help, but who knows whether she will say something behind his back.
Varian did not answer immediately, but asked about everyone's situation. When he learned that his group was the last one still fighting, he made an interesting choice. He asked Onyxia to lead the charge, but asked the members in the cave to kill the stubborn Van Cleese as much as possible on their own.
Looking at the disheveled Varian and others walking towards him, Duke nodded lightly.
Varian took the initiative to speak: "I'm sorry, it seems that I made the wrong choice. Because of my decision, the Alliance's heroic group was almost wiped out."
Duke shook his head. "No, there is no right choice in this world. The so-called right is all about results. In that chaotic situation, since Magni was not there, you took over the command and made a choice, then you are a qualified leader. In fact, I am quite curious, why didn't you accept Onyxia's help just now?"
"This..." Varian had a strange expression on his face. "If the situation is critical, I will do it, even if everyone says she is a sinister black dragon who will betray at any time."
"Tsk!" Onyxia snorted coldly behind Duke.
"If her master was anyone else, I wouldn't trust her. Since it's your decision, Uncle Duke, as the savior of Stormwind, I absolutely approve of it. Besides, the situation was already stable at that time, so I would rather let everyone get better experience."
"A wise choice." Duke praised sincerely: "You are beginning to become an excellent leader."
Varian nodded humbly. "Thank you, Uncle Duke. Actually, I would like to ask you, who is known as the greatest strategist in the history of the Alliance. Is there any better way to break the other party's conspiracy?"
Duke, as an elder, explained to Varian carefully: "When the other party has obviously set a trap, as a leader, you must first make a decisive decision. Hesitating and doing nothing is the worst thing. As long as you make a decision, even if it is a wrong decision, it is better than doing nothing and letting the team follow the other party's ideas and let the situation develop."
Duke continued: "Strategy and tactics are all psychological games. There is no absolute psychological formula. If you have a deeper understanding of the enemy, but the enemy knows nothing about you, then you have already won half the battle before the war begins."
"Then why do you always use all kinds of exaggerated and grand moves to deal with your enemies, Uncle Duke?"
That's because I'm a time traveler!
Cough cough!
Duke preached seriously: "I have always used wonderful ideas to defeat the enemy, because I have jumped out of the enemy's mindset. At the same time, I have a broader vision than the enemy. So I can always win. I have never been the best one, I am just a little better than the enemy."
"I also know that what I lack most is experience, but since my subjects have high expectations of me, I want to take as few detours as possible. Are there any good methods or good guidelines?"
"You're right, it really exists. I found this wonderful book of military strategy in Medivh's library. I will give it to you today. I hope you can understand and read it thoroughly." After saying this, Duke, who looked like an immortal, solemnly took out from his arms an "ancient book" that was specially yellowed with soy sauce, then washed and dried.
"What book is this?" Varian widened his eyes. Under the gaze of Valeera and Broll, he stroked the cover, then slowly opened the first page and looked at the strange Chinese characters, feeling extremely confused.
"Oh, I forgot that you don't know any language other than Common and Darnassian. For this day, I prepared my translation for you." Duke took out another recently written translation in Common.
"The Art of War - How to get more grandsons. First you have to find a hundred beautiful women who are willing to have children with you, give birth to a thousand children, and then..." Varian didn't finish reading, and Duke snatched the book back in a flash.
"You made a mistake. This is the right one." Duke took out another translation of The Art of War. He clearly felt that there were more than ten shy and angry eyes cast at him.
"War is a matter of great importance to a state. It is a matter of life and death, a matter of survival or destruction. It must be carefully considered." After Varian read it out, although it was a bit obscure and difficult to understand, in an instant, the level of prestige increased by more than a hundred times.
As a top-notch work that reveals the laws of competition, "The Art of War" presents novel concepts that have never been seen in the world of Azeroth. When a series of profound strategic concepts such as "overcoming force with wisdom", "overcoming hardness with softness" and "winning without fighting" were displayed, Varian quickly became addicted to them.
At the same time, Varian was fascinated by the profound philosophical concepts contained therein, such as "conquering people with virtue" and "harmony between man and nature".
Before Duke traveled through time, the influence of this masterpiece had already spread far beyond the borders of the country, making many famous foreign strategists intoxicated and obsessed with the profound traditional Chinese strategic culture.
This masterpiece not only transcends national boundaries, but also transcends time and space. As British Air Marshal John Slessor said in his article "China's Military Maxims": "What is fascinating about Sun Tzu is how amazingly 'up-to-date' his thoughts are - if you slightly change some words and phrases, his maxims seem to have been written just yesterday."
This masterpiece is no longer a simple war book, but a must-read for leaders in various fields such as politics, economy, and diplomacy. Sun Tzu's ideas are widely used not only in the modern military field but also in various fields such as politics, economy, diplomacy, and sports.
For such a holy book, especially one that had been explained in detail by Duke in the common language, Varian almost instantly determined that it was the legendary "holy book".
Looking at this holy book, Varian's slight dejection caused by his wrong choice was instantly swept away. His eyes contained a brighter light than ever before, as if burning with a raging flame.
At some point, Magni also came over, and even other kings came to watch, until Duke slapped Varian and Magni on the shoulders, which woke these guys up.
"Alright! C'Thun isn't dead yet, let's retreat first."
If it were in the past, when Duke said this, Varian would have asked why they didn't just attack in one go, but the concepts of "retreat to advance" that he had just seen strongly stimulated Varian's thoughts.
the Alliance's top leaders quickly reached a consensus and decided to withdraw first.
Since they were a coalition, they had to share the same difficulties in challenging the ancient god C'Thun. Even with the demigod Duke in charge, it was not safe.
After all, no one knows to what extent C'Thun's power has recovered. However, from the fact that C'Thun attacked twice, once to knock someone away and once to blow up half of Naxxramas, we can know that the power of this ancient evil god is still not complete.
Of course, the Alliance could rush directly into the bottom layer of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj without waiting for the Horde. Perhaps they could also take advantage of C'Thun's power before it fully recovers.
But what if we win?
Maybe we can get a batch of good equipment, but who can guarantee that there won't be casualties among the Alliance's heroes?
It is precisely because the Alliance now has a superiority over the Horde in terms of the number and quality of its heroes, as well as its national strength and military power, that there is a coalition army led by the Alliance. If the Alliance suffers too great a sacrifice, the Horde will only benefit next.
Varian suddenly understood the meaning of Duke's decision to retreat first.
Duke smiled and turned back to Jaina: "Go out and inform the advance troops of the coalition forces to evacuate immediately from the road from the Scarab Wall to the temple. At the same time, prepare to use 24 hours of continuous artillery fire to cover the road from the Scarab Gate to the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj."
Almost as soon as the Alliance heroes returned to Naxxramas, the most terrifying insect swarm in recorded history broke out in the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
"Damn it! It's happening again!"
In the floating fortress, all kinds of chaotic sounds drowned out everything.
There were orders, curses, and then the roar of artillery fire, which was the loudest sound in the fortress.
No one could figure out whether it was the sound of the artillery that alarmed the swarm of insects, or the swarm of insects that attracted the artillery fire. Almost as the shells rained down on the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, insects the size of small trucks rushed out from every corner of the temple with their fangs and claws bared.
They were like a black carpet, covering the entire ground, dyeing the yellow earth into a creepy, constantly shaking black.
They rushed out of the temple, forming a huge wave-like curtain wall, charging madly and fast, even ignoring the wailing of their companions, and stepping on the slower ones. No one knew whether they would be crushed to death.
Originally, Varok Saurfang was unwilling to withdraw his troops, because withdrawal would mean cutting off the retreat of the Horde heroes led by Thrall. However, Duke's words dissuaded him from the idea.
"Varok, I have no doubt about your loyalty to the Warchief, but you have seen the Zerg tide before. How long do you think your army can hold out against this tide? Do you want to wipe out the last elite troops of the Horde? Besides, as long as we kill all the Zerg, we can still bring Thrall and his men back. Don't worry, as long as C'Thun is not driven back to the depths of the planet, the interests of the Alliance and the Horde are the same."
Varok was silent for a few seconds, then finally nodded.
The Horde withdrew, and the Alliance, relying on the convenience of Naxxramas, madly opened fire on every corridor in the direction of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj and every place that was not protected by the power of C'Thun.
The insects charged forward without regard for sacrifice, and the Alliance's artillery fired at all costs. The insect swarm, which was originally like a surging black tide, was smashed to pieces by the Alliance's superior artillery fire before it even had time to form a turbulent flow.
The whole world seemed to be filled with the light of exploding artillery shells.
As the Cannon king of the Alliance, Brian Bronzebeard commanded Naxxramas in an orderly manner:
"For ground attacks, prioritize incendiary bombs, then high-explosive bombs!"
"Don't stop the three-type anti-aircraft attack!"
"Don't be afraid of running out of ammunition! Lord Edmund Duke is already a wizard demigod! He will open a portal to replenish our ammunition!"
In the headquarters, after asking Khadgar to help with the portal matters, Duke's attention fell on another place. He said to Varok and Magni: "Did you see? The range of C'Thun's divine shield has been reduced."
"Yeah." They both nodded at the same time.
Originally, C'Thun could cover the entire Temple of Ahn'Qiraj, but now he only covers the main hall of the temple, and ignores other places even if stray bullets fly over.
"Why is this?" Varok wondered.
"Because our Alliance heroes were the first to break the pillars of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj." Duke raised his hand, and two little human-like souls appeared on his palm.
Even though these two souls had been imprisoned by Duke, Varok could still clearly feel the powerful will and surging soul fluctuations from the two souls.
"This is..."
"The souls of the Twin Emperors! The emperors of the Qiraji and the leaders of the swarm. Without their brothers, C'Thun could no longer control the Qiraji properly, so he simply rushed out the low-level insects to die."
To be honest, Duke couldn't figure out whether the Qiraji was C'Thun's biological son. After all, they were not of the same race.
The most widely-held theory is that when the Titans discovered Azeroth, the entire surface of the planet was about to be ruled and corrupted by the four Old Gods, and the Titans were furious. After Aman'Thul, the boss of the Pantheon, personally eliminated the most powerful Y'Shaarj, the Titans discovered that the Old Gods had already corrupted the planet deeply, and rashly killing the Old Gods would cause great harm to Azeroth.
For Azeroth, the powerful Titan of the future, they created the Guardians and sent them to seal the Old Gods in Azeroth. However, these Old Gods did not surrender obediently. They were still brewing plans underground in Azeroth, ready to rule the world again at any time.
C'Thun was defeated and sealed in a battle in Silithus, but with the loss and confusion of the Guardian Leiden, and the explosion and impact of the Well of Eternity, the Guardian's seal gradually weakened. It reappeared as the mastermind behind the Ahn'Qiraj insects.
But in all historical documents, it is only mentioned that the Ahn'Qiraj insects are servants of C'Thun.
According to C'Thun's crazy personality, he has to take time to recover from his injuries, so servants and the like can be abandoned at any time.
With this thought in mind, Duke also had a new idea.
"Brian, wait until this wave of insects passes, and use the No. 0 shells as well."
"Okay!" Brian responded.
"Number Zero Shell?" Varian was curious.
"There are many plants in this world that are more or less toxic to insects. The most widely used ones are pyrethrum, derris and tobacco! The so-called No. 0 shells are made by cultivating these plants in large quantities, grinding them into powder, and then shooting them near the insect nest. As for how effective they are, we will have to test them to know. Anyway, there are plenty of materials in the Ungoro Crater in the east." Duke replied indifferently.
It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. If you find one that works well during your experiment, you'll make a fortune.
Although C'Thun doesn't care about the bugs, the Alliance and the Horde do. Even if C'Thun is killed, if things go wrong another Zerg tide comes and the whole of Kalimdor will be defeated.
It's not always possible to form such a magnificent coalition.
As a time traveler, Duke knows best how many troubles there are in Azeroth.
Varian nodded heavily: "I'm taught you."
After finishing his chores, Duke came to the strange little space attached to Naxxramas. This place, which was once the lair of the frost dragon and the temple of Kel'Thuzad, is now the core area of the fortress.
Different from the main control area, this core area is mainly used to store valuables and serve as a shelter for VIPs.
Thanks to the promotion of molded house construction, while the logistics troops were busy transforming the defense and firepower of Naxxramas, Du had time to recruit a group of craftsmen from the Stormwind Stonemason Brotherhood to corrupt himself. It was not an exaggeration to build a three-story exquisite palace for himself and other kings at the original lair of the frost dragon.
Duke's own villa is said to be a two-and-a-half-story villa of ducal level.
What's the result?
There are two and a half floors above and three floors underground, a total of five floors.
In the Duke's mansion, Duke set up a magic circle and first summoned Khadgar, Alonsus, Thaddeus and Farina, and then Vanessa opened the door to welcome the guests.
Seeing Alonsus Fao, all the visitors, or helpers, bowed their heads in greeting.
"Nice to meet you, teacher!" Tirion and Gavinrad bowed their heads first, followed by Liadrin and Benedictus, who were in the second line, and then Sally Whitemane.
"Hehehe! I am no longer a living person, so forget about worldly customs." Alonsus seemed very happy to see that his disciples were still active on the front line against evil.
After some pleasantries, Duke got straight to the point: "Since C'Thun is using all his bugs to delay time, we won't be able to break into the deepest part of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj anytime soon, so while the enemy is increasing their strength, we have to do something. My suggestion is to find a way to purify and absorb the souls of the Twin Emperors into the magic network as nodes of the magic network, and at the same time see if we can extract the divinity of the Twin Emperors and plant the seeds of divinity in some people who are determined to impact the divine realm."
"Hiss——" Even though everyone knew that Duke was always kind, no one really thought that Duke would take out his divinity as a trophy. In everyone's mind, that was basically the absolute domain of Duke, the number one player in the Alliance. And this time against the Twin Emperors, Sylvanas was not on the field, and Duke was estimated to have a 70-80% chance of winning.
Everyone was moved.
Tirion was even more respectful: "I am a straightforward person, and I seldom admire anyone. But I want to say that besides my teacher Phao and Uther, you are the third person I admire."
Everyone expressed their praises.
Duke waved his hand: "Our fate is linked to Azeroth. If this planet is destroyed, Draenor will be our role model. Even becoming a demigod is nothing to celebrate, as long as everyone remembers the saying 'with great power comes great responsibility'."
We are all members of the Alliance, so there is no need for polite words. Perhaps if Azeroth collapses, the Alliance can follow the example of the Horde, use the Dark Portal to roll to a planet and launch a desperate invasion.
Victory can certainly ensure the continuation of the race, but what about failure?
the Horde is the best example.
Thinking of this, every alliance hero felt the same way.
Duke continued, "I will skip the polite words and ask directly, who wants to plant the seeds of the demigod? I expect to extract two seeds this time. Please those who are confident come forward. There is a saying that goes, 'Confidence does not guarantee victory, but lack of confidence will definitely lead to failure.' Okay, who wants it first?"
There is such a thing as taking on responsibilities.
Sylvanas stood out proudly with a longbow slung over her shoulder. She raised her long eyebrows slightly and put one hand on her waist, exuding an aura that no one else could match.
the Alliance at this time said that there were four major races, but the dwarves were actually vassals of the dwarves. Since humans already had Duke and the elves had Sylvanas, Magni also strode forward with the Fire Hammer on his back: "Count me in."
Varian was originally quite interested, but after seeing Magni come out, Varian smiled and stopped moving.
Duke waved his hand and took out the souls of the Twin Emperors.
I'm not exaggerating. Unlike the little surprise of the Prophet Skeram, the two demigod souls are Duke's biggest gain since fighting in Ahn'Qiraj Temple.
Unfortunately, the souls of the Twin Emperors are symbiotic and cannot be cut apart and used separately.
Of course, the difficulty of surrender has more than doubled.
We must go forward when there are difficulties; even if there are no difficulties we will create ones and go forward!
Hmm, I think I said something wrong. Never mind the details.
The next moment, the souls of the twin emperors emerged from the palms of Duke's two hands.
Emperor Veknilas stared with wide eyes, angrily staring at everything in front of him, but he immediately realized that he was powerless, because he, like his brother Emperor Veklor, had lost their demigod bodies and turned into pure spirits.
"Hey, Twin Emperors, are you feeling okay?" Duke's face became extremely huge in their vision, and he really needed a beating.
They opened their mouths, but were shocked to find that they could only roar silently. They tried to change everything, using all their power to change the status quo, but unfortunately, the prison of their souls had completely banned all their power.
Now the only thing they can do is to wait here as prisoners and captives for the judgment of the victor Duke.
Duke gently threw his hands upwards, and the two soul cages rose slowly until they were imprisoned in the air by the magic circle. Duke snapped his fingers, and under the gaze of everyone, the spirits of the twin emperors began to grow larger, becoming... the size of a dwarf.
"Twin Emperors! Didn't you say that the winner takes everything? Now, as the victors - Edmund Duke and Sylvanas Windrunner, come and enjoy our spoils." Duke pulled Queen Sylvanas over and stood side by side.
It was obvious that the Twin Emperors' faces were twitching in pain.
The words spoken not long ago still echoed in the ears of the four of them -
"The winner's reward should not be discounted."
"The etiquette of a loser should be perfect."
right!
They did say so.
However, that was both the emperor's reserve and pride, and also the absolute self-confidence of a strong man.
True warriors never think about the consequences of failure because they never think about failing.
Of course, they could behave like the captured mortals, like desperately slapping the soul barrier in front of them. But besides showing their powerlessness, this kind of thing would also be a great loss of grace... They wouldn't do it! Because to them, this kind of ugliness was a torture more cruel than death.
Although the Twin Emperors had experienced the pain of having their bodies blown apart alive by the most powerful holy light in history, that was nothing more than the torture of a mortal body.
The real torture is mental.
They lost!
The brothers joined forces, but were defeated by a mortal woman and a human demigod who had not yet used his full strength.
I once thought that they were extremely powerful—second only to C'Thun's power and second only to C'Thun's perfection.
They even don't take other ancient gods who are as famous as C'Thun seriously.
But now - the cruel reality hits their worldview again and again.
Angry! Hatred! Disgust!
Even so, even with their teeth clenched, the twin emperors didn't even need to say anything, their telepathic connection had already allowed them to make the decision.
The twin emperors sang in unison:
"Speak! Victor!"
"What's the loot you want?"
Duke nodded. "First, your divinity. I mean the divinity without your will, with only the fighting and magic qualities left."
The divinity of other gods is not so easy to obtain. In addition to representing power and energy, divinity also represents the will and characteristics of a god or demigod.
Especially the will. If you forcibly dispel the opponent's will that remains in the divinity, the result will either be failure and be backfired by the will above; or it will be like Duke's previous dealings with the prophet Scram, with huge losses, and it will be a great thing if there is only a little bit left after using up the two points of divinity.
If the other party takes the initiative to withdraw his divinity, that's another matter.
Duke is not worried that the twin emperors will not surrender. The biggest difference is not that there is no gain, but how much the gain is.
"Can."
"The Emperor's oath will not be broken."
After saying this, the Gemini Emperors did not hesitate and began to withdraw their divine will.
This is not an easy thing to do.
Divinity - as the most important asset of a demigod, he would always want to inject the most amount of the most resolute will into it to prevent it from being seized by the enemy. Every demigod would do everything he could to put his own stamp on every corner of the divinity.
Now, to remove the will within his divinity, especially since he has lost his divine body and has no support, one can imagine how difficult and arduous it would be.
Duke wanted to provide magical support, but was rejected by the stubborn emperor.
This process lasted for half an hour, during which no one spoke, just watching the Twin Emperors cast spells.
Finally done.
"Okay. Here!"
"The Emperor will certainly keep his promise."
The twin emperors sang in unison and gave two great gifts.
Under the system prompt, Duke clearly saw the mark on it: "Melee Department Non-attribute Divinity 3 points, Magic Department Divinity 3 points (optional categories: Arcane, Frost, Fire, Nature)."
There are six points of divinity in total. It was beyond everyone's expectation that the Gemini Emperors would be so decisive.
Duke first carefully let the system check it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he made his second request - he hoped that the Twin Emperors would become his elemental messenger.
Unexpectedly, I was rejected firmly by the other party.
"No, there is no room for negotiation. Absolutely not!"
"An emperor can lose his empire, his subjects and wealth, and even his queen, but he must never kneel before his enemies."
Duke's eyes narrowed, "Didn't you say the winner takes it all?"
The twin emperors were obviously angry, and started talking like a machine gun:
"The entire Ahn'Qiraj Zerg Empire is a servant of the greatest god - C'Thun."
"This is the will that is imprinted deep into the soul of every insect man. It can never be changed."
"Your request..."
"We can't do that!"
"And our failure does not mean we surrender."
"Even if you are the winner, you are not entitled to our loyalty."
"You will fail in the end."
"The supreme C'Thun will lead the Qiraji insects to conquer this world."
"That's right. Humans, orcs, elves, trolls, etc. are all only fit to be food for the Qiraji."
"Feel lucky for your short-lived victory. Your victory will end with the further awakening of our Lord C'Thun."
"Ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
They were clearly two losers, but they laughed wildly and wantonly like conquerors who had won a complete victory. Not only did they laugh, they also used their mental power to show scenes of terrible and cruel images with sound effects.
That was when Cenarion Hold had not yet been reopened and was only guarded by a team of night elf garrisons.
The insects that filled the mountains easily overwhelmed the entire fortress.
"No! Is the Quicksand War going to restart again?"
Guarding the fortress are the night elves' most elite sentinels.
So what?
There are too few of them.
The sharp arrow easily hit the insect's head, and the arrow that penetrated the brain took the insect's life.
Shoot one and charge at three.
After shooting three of them dead, another group came rushing over.
There was already a shortage of manpower, and the vast fortress defense line could not be maintained by just thirty people.
In the blink of an eye, the entire line of defense was breached, and the druid, as the captain, only sent out an owl to convey the message.
The hard armor was easily pierced by the giant insect's sharp mouthparts. With a "hiss", the armor and its slender limbs were torn apart like a piece of paper.
"Dal'an!"
"Sharna——"
An elven couple was instantly separated by the swarm of insects.
The cruel insects did not kill them on the spot. Instead, they pierced their collarbones with their sharp horns, lifted them up high facing each other, and made a unique howl as if to show off.
"No--"
"Let her go! You can do anything to me! Let her go!" The strong Daran collapsed. He cried and howled, begging the insect, who was not sure whether it had intelligence or not, to let his lover go.
However, all they got was the most brutal execution.
The insects bit off their limbs one by one and swallowed and chewed them in front of each other. In the end, they bit off their lower abdomen alive. The couple, who were far away from their hometown, breathed their last in each other's desperate eyes.
Seeing this, Tyrande was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
Duke was silent, gently pulled Tyrande over and held her in his arms. He raised his hand and wanted to stop the Twin Emperors' provocative performance, but suddenly he was stopped by Tyrande.
"No! I want to see it to the end!"
Not only her, but also Sylvanas and other alliance strongmen, even though they had angry expressions on their faces and their fists were shaking from being clenched too tightly, no one attempted to stop the Twin Emperors.
"Alas!" Duke sighed.
The scene changed and turned into Thunder Bluff.
A family of tauren herders were teasing their kodo beasts, which were almost as big as rhinos, when a swarm of insects came.
Came unscrupulously.
The brave tauren father smashed three insects to death with a thick totem pole, and then his hands and feet were pierced through the insects' long mouthparts and lifted up high.
As a punishment for daring to resist the Qiraji bugs, his punishment was that the bugs first ate his two sons, aged three and one, in front of him, then his lover, and finally, under the grin of an upright Qiraji bug guard leader, he ordered the bugs to dismember and eat him.
What this father saw in his dying moments were the twisted heads of his wife and children who died with their eyes open...
The scene changed again, to the Shady Inn at the junction of Dustwallow Marsh and Crossroads.
Because of the timber trade between the Alliance and the Horde, this place has become the most harmonious place for humans and orcs to get along with each other. Originally, this place was full of laughter and joy, even though everyone carried weapons, they were more like decorations.
The heroic warriors of Theramore dare to drink with orcs who are much bigger than themselves, and dare to arm wrestle with them. Even if they lose, they will fight again and again.
There was no trace of past hatred on anyone's face.
When the Swarm arrives, everything changes.
A huge number of flying insects drowned everything. the Alliance's artillery could not fire more than three shots before the gunners had their heads chopped off by the flying insects.
On the Horde's simple arrow tower, the troll pitcher didn't have time to throw a few javelins before the tower was destroyed by giant insects the size of mammoths. He fell to the ground, and was immediately swarmed over and eaten by the insects.
The humans and orcs, who were once hostile to each other, stood back to back and launched a desperate counterattack against the swarming Zerg.
It's all in vain.
Blood stained every corner of the Shade Hotel red.
Every wall was violently broken.
Each wooden post was chewed off as a teething toy.
Every soldier or civilian was devoured alive, along with their clothes and armor, regardless of race, status, age, gender, old, weak, or disabled.
Seeing this, the Alliance heroes present were already extremely angry.
But the Twin Emperors added fuel to the fire and said:
"The Qiraji are the supreme rulers of this planet on behalf of our Lord."
"Just like you humans eat pigs, cows, chickens and ducks, you inferior races are nothing but food for us insect people."
"So don't be delusional."
"The noble insect people will never become your slaves!"
Until this moment, everyone finally understood: the twin emperors claimed to be noble, and were willing to admit defeat and give up their most precious divinity. But deep down, they did not think that their race had failed, and still claimed to be noble and unparalleled.
How ridiculous and sad is this?
He is clearly a servant of C'Thun, but he acts so arrogantly.
Even though his clan is about to be exterminated, he still regards himself as the master.
Suddenly, two golden lights fell from the top of the space. This was the holy light that the heroes of the Alliance felt familiar and comfortable with, but to the Twin Emperors, it was sulfuric acid and torture.
"Ahhhh!"
"pain--"
Unable to control themselves, the twin emperors screamed at the same time.
The people, led by Duke, stared at the attacker in amazement.
If Gavinrad couldn't help but take action, Duke would think it was normal, but the problem was that the person who took action was the former Archbishop of Holy Light, Alonsus Faol!
Aren't you known for being kind?
What are your three virtues?
The Twin Emperors laughed in pain:
"Ridiculous! Don't humans kill?"
"Don't humans have instincts?"
Alonsus said with a straight face, "Intelligent creatures are intelligent because they have reason. They know how to control their instincts instead of indulging them infinitely and trampling on other intelligent creatures and strangling their living space."
While Alonsus increased the intensity of the Holy Light's punishment, he continued, "A race that does not know how to live in peace with other intelligent races in the world and wantonly abuses natural resources will inevitably destroy itself. As long as they are willing to repent, I can accept them, even if they are the current tribes. Because they have learned how to get along with other races. But it is obvious that the current Qiraji are not qualified to exist in the world of Azeroth."
Duke is so embarrassed!
Archbishop, you are very domineering! Aren't you! ?
Could this be the legendary "Monks do not tell lies, if I say I will destroy your whole family, I will destroy your whole family"?
Or does this mean that 'monks do not kill living things' or 'monks only kill cooked food'?
So, Archbishop, do you kill them after they are cooked through or after they are roasted?
Alonsus said this and Duke smiled.
Sure enough, this former Archbishop of Holy Light was not a pedantic person and he held on to kindness and equality for all beings.
If he had a blockhead, he would not have created the Paladin, a brutal profession that has short legs but can fight, resist, and heal, and produces many heroes.
As a good friend regardless of age difference and one of the biggest helpers in his growth, Duke would of course give his full support when Alonsus got angry.
Isn't it just showing a movie?
I can too!
When Duke raises his hand, there is an explosion scene at the level of a Hollywood blockbuster.
A comet fell from the sky, and Tyrande demonstrated what it meant to destroy your entire family if she said so.
In the face of a destructive force that shakes heaven and earth and that only the strongest demigod or true god can contend with, all worldly power is pale and powerless.
A mushroom cloud rose.
Ash's insect nest exploded.
Mushroom clouds rose one after another.
The Zora Hive and the Rego Hive were also destroyed.
As an emperor, he never took the low-level bugs seriously. He could do whatever he wanted to the bugs. But in front of the enemy, even the low-level bugs were not something that outsiders could easily insult.
What Duke did was a slap in the face, and it was a loud slap.
Don't you think you're awesome as an insect man?
Don't you claim that the Zerg are the God-favored rulers of Azeroth?
Why did they confiscate their property and exterminate their clan?
The death of each queen represents the destruction of a hive, which is the demise of a Zerg branch.
The video clearly showed how many bugs the Alliance and Horde had killed and how many bodies they had collected...
This kind of big data-style slap in the face is crueler and more effective.
Not only that, Duke also provided real-time combat footage. At this moment outside, the Alliance's artillery roared, and mushroom clouds of varying sizes rose in the open space in front of the Temple of Ahn'Qiraj.
Not to mention that the insects at the center of the explosion would be killed without a complete body, even if they were within the range of the shock wave, many insects would be stung to death by the sharp claws or broken limbs of their companions that were blown away.
In the air, few flying insects could escape the large-scale coverage of the three-type bombs. Occasionally, a few that could advance would have to face the magic barrage from countless magic towers, which poured down like a rainstorm.
If you are lucky enough to come here, there are close-range interceptions by griffins and wyverns. It's not that there are no big bugs rushing in. In the picture, there is a bug as big as a subway car rushing over, but Onyxia, who is entrenched on the fortress platform, pounces on it and sweeps it with her dragon tail, breaking it into pieces and turning it into slag that falls below.
The twin emperors felt as if their hearts were cut by a knife.
The destruction of our people is certainly heartbreaking.
What Duke showed next were scenes of the defeat or death of powerful men such as Archimonde, Ragnaros, Nefarian and Onyxia.
Every scene was so thrilling that it shocked them speechless.
If it was an ordinary blow, although it would be painful, they firmly believed that they would be able to survive it in the end.
Even if they endure the punishment and torture of the Holy Light, they are confident that their souls will not fall.
Unfortunately, what they see now is the greatest pain for them - because they see the possibility of defeat of their master C'Thun.
C'Thun is not invincible. He was defeated once 25,000 years ago.
Not only was he defeated miserably, he was also severely injured and completely sealed, locked in the deepest part of the earth like a dog.
My Lord might be defeated... Once this thought arises, it cannot be extinguished.
Their only goal now is to hold on and refuse to surrender to Duke. Although even the Twin Emperors themselves do not know the meaning of their persistence, C'Thun is like a beacon in the darkness, the last breath that supports their will.
Duke's voice, which seemed quiet, was amplified by divine power and was ten times louder than a loud speaker. Every note shocked the Gemini Emperors.
"You foolish, poor creatures who can't see the big picture! Don't you know that anyone who stands in the way of the wheel of history will be completely crushed, no matter how great or insignificant you are? This is fate!"
Destiny, a very mysterious word.
When someone is invincible, he is definitely protagonist, who dares to even poke holes in the sky.
When he failed and was depressed, this word was the most terrible and unsolvable curse, which bound his soul tightly and left him with no hope of escape.
Duke used the so-called destiny to trick the Black Dragon Princess into becoming his mount after defeating her, so that he could ride her for fun and fight when necessary.
It feels so good.
Now, Duke is using this trick on the Twin Emperors.
Duke's voice was filled with endless majesty and a hint of temptation: "Are you still stubborn? Are you still hoping that your master C'Thun can turn the tables? That's ridiculous! C'Thun's fate of destruction is already determined. In a month at most, you will be able to see C'Thun's corpse."
This time, not only did the Twin Emperors lose their voices, but even the powerful men in the Alliance were shocked.
This is too exaggerated!
"impossible."
"You can't defeat my Lord!"
Not to mention the twins, even the heroes in the Alliance were worried about Duke.
This is too much. Even though C'Thun has been severely damaged, he is still a true god. The coalition forces had no choice but to attack Ahn'Qiraj.
It was not until Duke was promoted to demigod that he gave everyone more confidence.
In everyone's mind, it would be good enough to be able to kill C'Thun or seal him again. How could Duke actually boast that he could kill an Old God within a month?
Even if everyone knew that Duke was trying to subdue two real demigods, it was still too... too... too exaggerated!
Duke ignored it all and smiled confidently: "Twin Emperors, how about we make a bet?"
Duke's ambition is obvious, but the twin emperors cannot be cowardly, this is their last pride.
Vicnilas said coldly: "You really don't take a true god seriously."
Vicklor was like a mold, with the same expression: "There is no point in gambling like this, which we are sure to win."
Duke still had his signature smile on his face. "I only ask you, do you dare or not? Just as you said and did - the winner takes everything. Within a month, as long as the heroic group composed of the Alliance, the Horde, and the Dragonflight cannot defeat C'Thun, or dares not to engage in battle with C'Thun, I will naturally let you return safely to your master's command. When the time comes, if it wants to reshape your bodies or something else, I will never stop it."
This bet is quite big.
As a price, the Twin Emperors naturally knew what to pay.
The two brothers said in unison: "As long as you or the coalition can defeat our Lord C'Thun within a month, we will be loyal to you, and the entire Qiraji race will become slaves of the Alliance. We will have no complaints whether you enslave them or kill them all."