Chapter 1015 Fanning the Flames of Du Mooke

Yes, Azshara is taller than Duke.

After kneeling down and lowering her noble head, she became a humbler existence compared to Duke.

A pair of extremely soft hands carefully held Duke's hand as if holding a holy object.

Queen Azshara slowly moved her impossibly beautiful face closer to Duke's fingers, and slightly opened her purple lips that looked like they were painted with lip gloss.

The mouth that made countless upper-class elves dream about him gently kissed the ring on Duke's hand.

"Ah——" A long and delicate gasp can easily remind men of some adult things.

With blurred eyes, flushed face, and the terrible ending, almost all the night elves couldn't help but look up secretly, but unfortunately only Azshara was seen enjoying herself.

"Oh—this power! Such sweetness!"

The high-purity, low-concentration evil energy flows along the lips and quietly flows down the throat. The warm feeling begins to spread rapidly from the stomach to every inch of blood in the body, and even to every cell.

Azshara could clearly feel her body cheering for joy, excited and ecstatic about the infusion of this new power.

Queen Azshara finally confirmed that this is indeed the power of 'god', and it is indeed the most perfect power bestowed by God on the upper elves!

Although she longed for more evil energy in her heart, Queen Azshara was a very sensible woman. She took a step back slightly and knelt down in front of Duke with sincerity.

"I - Azshara feels the power of 'god'! Our Lord's messenger, Lord Dooku! Please read out the will of 'god' -"

The queen was kneeling in front of her, her beautiful silver hair spread over her bare shoulders, and her gorgeous skirt spread out on the ground, making Azshara look a bit like a blooming violet.

If it weren't for the fact that the Queen is not in line with human aesthetics, perhaps this would be an extremely sexy scene...

Since it has nothing to do with hobbies and interests, of course it’s just business!

Duke withdrew his hand extremely calmly, and then said loudly: "My Lord Sargeras's will is for you to offer the Well of Eternity as a reward for advancement, and as a reward-you will be bestowed with great evil energy and true power. Eternal life! As for the first step, I hope you can build a giant portal as soon as possible that is big enough for my Lord and the Burning Legion to pass through. Do you have any objections!?"

Azshara frowned and said with some embarrassment: "The upper elves have no objection, but there are still a large number of people among the night elves who reject arcane magic. They believe in the moon goddess Elune and the way of nature. I think they I will firmly reject the coming of my Lord..."

Duke sneered: "Then, why can't we find a way to prevent our plan to build the portal from outside interference? This will make things much easier for you in the future."

Xavius, who was kneeling next to him, raised his head and opened his mouth as if he wanted to explain that the natural differences within the night elves made it difficult to unify. But when the words came to his lips, he found that there was no good way to say them.

If it could be done easily, they would have done it.

Regarding Duke's words, Azshara was a little confused at first, until Duke added something.

"I mean, forever avoid interference from within..."

This time, both Azshara and Xavius ​​understood.

Their faces instantly turned pale.

Duke is implying that if negotiations and political means cannot solve the problem, then prepare for war.

"Azshara, you are a queen." Duke commented on Azshara as if he were evaluating a passerby who had nothing to do with him. His deep black eyes stared into her golden eyes, and his eyes gradually became stern: "But If a queen cannot even control her own subjects, then it means that she is not worthy of the crown on her head. I think you know what I mean. Of course, my lord also hopes that there was and will be only... one Isa pull."

Duke's words are quite artistic and very poignant.

The Queen and Xavius ​​left a little lost.

What happened tonight had a great impact on their souls. They saw hope and a way to gain new power, but they were also forced into a dead end. Either he would raise a butcher's knife against those nature elves who refused to be submissive, or he would offend the 'god' whom he admired very much and had extremely powerful power.

The worst part was that Duke only gave them three days to think about it.

This shows that their 'god' is obviously not a patient being.

Almost as soon as the night elves left, Grom looked at Duke with toothache.

Duke: "Look what I'm doing? Have you forgotten that I told you the original direction of this history?"

Yes, Duke did confess this history to Grom. Ye Ye also knows that it turns out that it was Queen Azshara who turned to Sargeras in history, and this led to the extremely famous ancient war in the world of Azeroth.

Even though he knows this is the case, Mr. Hou still feels a pain in his balls!

When he thought that Duke could seriously persuade others to massacre his own comrades, and that he might succeed, Grom felt heartbroken. If Duke attacks the tribe in a similar way in the future, will the tribe be able to withstand Duke's plan?

No matter how you look at it, Duke seems to have a lot more bad water in his stomach after being cursed by Archimonde and baptized by evil energy! ?

Grom struggled for a while, but he still asked, because if he didn't ask, he was afraid that he would go crazy: "Aren't you afraid that Queen Azshara will suddenly attack and really destroy the natural dark night that originally belonged to the winner? Elf? Or, when the Queen's faction takes action, you secretly notify the nature department?"

Duke shook his right index finger proudly, and then handed Grom a list written in Kaldorei: "This is a list of moon guards provided by Xavius. According to Xavius, these are all They are strong men with magic and martial arts who are absolutely loyal to the Queen. If I am willing to use evil energy to strengthen them, please give priority to selecting among these elves."

Grom had a toothache for a long time: "I don't know Elvish."

"No! I just want to tell you that I saw a very interesting name on this list." Duke pointed to a name and said: "This name is Illidan Stormrage!"

"Illidan..." Grom had no reaction to this name at first. After all, he was not a real time traveler. After all, he had just finished the Battle of Mount Hyjal. Even if Grom no longer wanted to care about the night elves, he at least remembered who was fighting alongside him on the night elves.

Grom's heart suddenly tightened, and he suddenly understood.

Duke smiled extremely pure, yes! As pure as a fox: "Illidan's brother is called Malfurion. At this point in time, the woman they two brothers are madly pursuing is Tyrande Whisperwind."

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