Chapter 1046 Tyrande’s Absolute Domain

Duke is a person who pays great attention to the overall situation.

If he didn't pay attention to the overall situation, he would have been destroyed as early as the first Dark Portal. Although he claims to be the destroyer of history, in fact he still works hard to control the overall situation and make the situation of Azeroth improve little by little.

Duke is a very timid man.

But a guy like him, when forced into a desperate situation, can always burst out with courage that even he himself could not imagine, slaying demons and ghosts all the way, and even gained the title of a great hero.

Duke, who is so conflicted in his bones, is of course very aware of the current situation - if the Burning Legion is not dealt with as it was in history at this point in the War of the Ancients, or if he is exposed and hangs here, then everything will be over. .

If the Legion is not dealt with, Azeroth will be a place of death ten thousand years from now. At the same time, Nozdormu will definitely be killed now, and there is no such thing as ten thousand years from now.

Hanging here, even if the outcome of the ancient war remains the same, it is still meaningless.

Therefore, preserving himself and promoting the War of the Ancients to maintain its original results are in parallel and do not conflict with each other.

Duke never thought of himself as a compassionate saint who wanted to save all innocent creatures in the world. Therefore, people and things that violate these two points can be sacrificed when necessary.

Even though at least a million elves have died since the beginning of the Ancient War, he has no psychological burden. From Duke's perspective, this is no different from when he commanded Alliance soldiers on the battlefield in Dark Portal I and II.

But when he saw Tyrande, his 'old comrade', Duke's balls ached.

One second, I just used the excuse of "I don't want to climb a tree" to reject the Gemini's temptation. The next second, Tyrande, what do you think?

This is not the way to lie down with a gun!

You did a gorgeous backflip for ten times and then turned 3600 degrees and hit the muzzle of the gun!

Do you want me to slap myself in the mouth immediately and pretend that I have a broken back? Believe it or not, Gemini will immediately find a few strong and handsome men to trick me?

Moreover, for a female demon of Gemini's level, whether Tyrande has entered Du's aesthetic range can be easily determined at a glance!

At this moment, Du Mooke suddenly entered a super major crisis that affected his life and death and the survival of his soul!

If he takes even one wrong step on his errand, he will be doomed immediately!

Of course, as a traitor, he could immediately fight his way out of Azshara and return to the night elves, but if that were the case, how could the subsequent drama of an egg pretending to rebel be played out?

If he rebels and the Burning Legion doesn't believe in Illidan and kills him directly, then this drama will not go on!

Duke swallowed.

The twins suddenly realized it passionately.

Olaise's eyes were as charming as silk: "Haha! No wonder our Lord Infernal Affairs doesn't like ordinary things."

Queen Salolas came closer and blew a breath of hot breath on Duke's neck: "A high priest of the indigenous gods... This is indeed unmatched by those coquettish bitches. Infernal Affairs, good vision! "

Faced with such unreliable praise from the Ereda Twins, what else could Du say? I can only show my signature forty-five degree look to the sky in tears in the spiritual world - in fact, you don't understand my heart at all!

I am innocent!

I'm just a humble and timid college student!

Which of you can give me a Yellow River? I'm going to wash away the stigma of my beastly Grand Duke!

Xavius, who had become the King of Satyrs, strode into the hall with several upper elves who volunteered to become Satyrs. Tyrande, who was held up by his collar and dangling like a puppet, in a comatose state, not only attracted the attention of Duke and others, but also attracted the attention of other void lords.

"Hey, Xavius, it seems you brought back a good toy." A Morg lord walked towards Xavius.

Morg is a one-story-tall humanoid demon. At first glance, it looks like an extremely burly humanoid fat man. If you look closely, you will notice that it has a thick, long and misshapen arm, and a huge foot with only two sharp toes.

Xavius ​​frowned when he saw the visitor, especially the fearful and ferocious heads of night elf priestesses tied around his waist.

"Barbaro! This is Tyrande Whisperwind, the high priest of the Moon Goddess Elune!" Xavius ​​seemed to be emphasizing.

"So what? I like to kill the sacrifices of the indigenous gods the most! Although many of them shouted their gods' names until the last moment of their lives, most of them collapsed after seeing the scene of me killing their companions. .Pray me not to hurt them. But, hehe..."

Obviously, that row of heads is what happened to those who begged for mercy.

"Hey, Infernal Affairs, aren't you going to snatch the priestess? If it falls into Barbaro's hands, it will be gone soon." Queen Saloras incited Duke.

Just then, an accident happened.

Perhaps it was Barbaro's fishy breath that woke Tyrande up, and Tyrande launched a counterattack the moment she woke up.

An unsuccessful counterattack!

Xavius, who was still carrying Tyrande, defeated Tyrande's counterattack with a single spell.

Originally, at the next moment, Barbaro should have grabbed Tyrande and pierced her body with his claws.

The miracle happened at this moment - a quiet moonlight suddenly bloomed from Tyrande's body, forming billions of tiny white runes, wrapping Tyrande like a white gauze.

As Lord Morg, Barbaro's deformed and thick arms could easily knead a dwarf steam tank into dough. However, when he grabbed it with one hand, his claws could not penetrate the five centimeters of Tyrande's body.

That is a magical layer of absolute protection!

"What kind of power is this!?" Barbaro was furious, holding Tyrande's extremely petite body compared to it, and threw it out hard. Tyrande was immediately knocked to pieces.

"Hoo!?" This time, not only Duke, but also other lords had a strong interest in Tyrande.

There are more than ten lords in this hall. Most of them have just been transferred here and are still waiting for orders to go to the front line. They came together one after another and began to attack Tyrande in various ways.

It was clear that Elune was demonstrating her miracles to these savage void lords. The lords can seal Tyrande's attack power and even knock Tyrande unconscious through concussion, but they cannot truly hurt or torture her.

The lords howled and shouted, but there was nothing they could do.

This made Duke secretly relieved.

According to the original history, the demon lords had no choice but to imprison Tyrande in frustration, and then there was the very legendary escape scene.

Suddenly, Aurese sneered: "You trash! Since you can't handle it, just get out of here."

Saloras put a hand on Duke's shoulder: "Hey, Infernal Affairs, as long as you nod, we can help you deal with this Tyrande."

Another mouthful of old blood spurted out from Duke's heart!

your sister!