Chapter 1071 No Time! Ride Me Quickly! (Ask for Monthly Ticket)

Outside the side hall where Duke once lived, the wind roared loudly and the thunder roared.

However, the side hall, which had long been privately solidified by someone using a magic circle, looked like the only safe island in the whirlpool of despair that was the Well of Eternity.

Since coming to this world, Duke has never had the opportunity to go to places other than the Twisting Nether and the city of Azshara. He is no longer a mage, so he can only use the space magic circle prepared by the eredar warlock in advance to teleport. Setting the space coordinates here is a last resort.

It's just that Duke never thought that this elf maid who had been packed up by the queen and stripped naked with just a little finger would actually appear here at such a moment.

It's hard to describe the look in Serejia's eyes now.

Is it guilt?

Is it fear?

Is it a desire for redemption?

Or asking for mercy?

I don’t know, I probably have every kind of emotion, all confused in the extremely contradictory eyes.

The surroundings were obviously very noisy, but Serejia heard clearly the sigh coming from Duke's lips.

"well--"

An invisible and intangible barrier appears between each other's hearts.

No words were spoken, but that's what Duke's eyes said - I gave you a chance!

right!

Duke had tested that if the woman he named Selejia could keep every one of his secrets, he would probably let Queen Azshara know about the pitfalls of the Ancient God through other channels. It's a pity that Seleja has always acted as a traitor here, just like he did in the Burning Legion.

Duke was not a heartless person, and he would not be able to forgive himself if he just gave up. Seeing that Selejia was still serving herself and Tyrande attentively, Duke taught her a lot of things, such as the creation of magic circuits, the use of natural magic, and a few inconspicuous people who quickly became very attached to her. Important magic.

However, this is the limit.

Seeing Duke, who no longer has a dark aura, but glowing with bursts of soft golden light, returning with Tyrande in his arms at this time, no matter how stupid Seleja is, she will understand that Duke is actually from the coalition. .

His whole body was shaking violently, and his mouth was squirming for a long time, but he couldn't say a single word, but the pleading in his eyes was even worse.

"Okay..." Selejia still wanted to kneel down and beg Duke to take her with him.

Duke shook his head decisively: "Everyone must be responsible for their own actions. No matter who I am, since you chose to be loyal to your queen instead of only loyal to me from that moment on as you swore, then the result is doomed ”

Ignoring Serejia who fell to her knees on the spot with tears streaming down her face, Duke took Tyrande and slowly walked up to the second floor terrace of the side hall.

Suddenly, Serejia's voice came from behind Duke: "If fate lets me choose again, and I choose you, will you accept me?"

Duke stopped.

As a time traveler, he knows very well what will happen next. Is it fate? Is it an accident of God? Or is it a bad taste?

Duke didn't even know why he did this. He smiled, with a smile that was mysterious and strangely sure enough to penetrate Serejia's soul: "Do you still remember the first magic I taught you?"

Selejia, who was already in despair, seemed to have found a life-saving straw that only belonged to her at the most desperate moment. She suddenly raised her head and nodded desperately.

Those bright eyes were full of tears. I don't know whether they were from regret, desire for redemption, or both.

Duke said leisurely: "Not every being is qualified to stand by my side. At the beginning, I joined the Burning Legion as a traitor with the determination of my soul to endure thousands of years of pain. If you also have the courage and perseverance, , when we meet again, I will accept you as my maid!"

Duke left, left in style.

Not taking away a single cloud, but leaving behind a miserable maid.

I don’t know if this will become a bad relationship, but at least Duke has no regrets.

He didn't owe Serejia anything.

When they walked onto the terrace, their ears were filled with deafening rumblings. Not to mention Tyrande, even Duke felt a little scared.

"Look!" Tyrande put her mouth next to his ear and shouted loudly: "Azshara City!"

They looked into the distance together... What they saw was an extremely terrifying scene, and they saw that the ground of Azshara City had been split in half.

The core of the city has fallen into a huge canyon that is at least a few kilometers deep. The entire inner city has begun to slide towards the Well of Eternity, and the city is covered with water on all sides.

Within the field of vision, only by raising your neck to the highest point can you see the huge waterfall that seems to have reached the sky.

right!

The city of Azshara is already in the middle of a huge ocean whirlpool.

The Well of Eternity is dragging the nearby ground down into its deep hole, as if it wants to swallow Kalimdor whole. The city of Azshara was floating on the black water, and the island was bobbing like other wrecks on the water.

Ironically, the elven palace still stands there, almost intact.

As the city of Azshara approached the center of the vortex, ominous lightning flashed frequently around the city. Unlike most things that left Kalimdor, the city of Azshara rushed straight to the center of the lake.

Duke felt Tyrande's hand tightening, and she hugged his waist tightly, as if she wanted to integrate her soft yet elastic body into Duke's body.

Duke isn't worried about his safety.

He was radiating pure golden light, as dazzling as a beacon in the dark night. No matter what the reason is, as long as the big guys in Azeroth are still eager to know what happened in the Twisting Nether, they will never let Duke die casually.

What's more, what he is holding is the high priest of Elune, the goddess of the moon!

Without any need to call for help, four huge figures of different colors rushed out of the clouds at high speed and plummeted down.

Dropping from high altitudes and hovering rapidly, the flying skills of the Dragon Kings are so formidable.

Alexstrasza, Malygos, Ysera, and Nozdormu, the four dragon kings all surround this side hall next to Azshara's Forbidden Palace.

The Red Dragon Queen stretched out her long dragon neck: "There's no time! Hurry up and mount me!"

Duke smiled, hugged Tyrande, turned over and rode on the back of the most noble dragon queen in the world of Azeroth.

The strong wind stirred up by the four-color dragon king when it flapped its wings even shook away the ominous storms and thunder and lightning around it. Serejia's lonely figure still stood at the entrance of the stairs, watching the dragon kings quickly climb together, turning into a small dot. Gram, completely disappeared from his sight.