Chapter 1075 If You Are Willing to Wait Ten Thousand Years (the Leader only Wants the Storm...)

Duke raised his head and looked directly at Elune: "First of all, please ask the goddess to help me remove the toxins in my body and the remaining pollutants in my soul."

Evil energy! dark! Seven deadly sins!

None of it is a simple thing.

These powers are like drugs. If you get involved, don't expect any good consequences. Especially impurities in the soul, if there is no way to remove them, it will only fall into complete disillusionment and degradation without even realizing it.

Duke doesn't want to get out of his way and really become a villain. After all, the road to the Burning Legion has been blocked by himself. Being a villain will not end well in Azeroth!

Goddess Elune had a happy expression on her blurred face.

The next second, a miracle fell from the sky.

Countless night elves saw the bright moonlight falling in the daytime, and they knelt down to worship, praising the name of Elune.

The soft moonlight penetrated from Duke's skin, entered Duke's body along the 100,000 pores in his body, and gathered in the meridians, forming a seemingly gentle but actually turbulent torrent, which began to wash Duke's body in turn. Debris and evil substances in the body.

"Ugh!" Duke suddenly made a motion of retching.

Tyrande, with his sharp eyesight and quick hands, quickly pulled out the silver basin held by the statue in the hall and placed it in front of Duke.

Duke couldn't control himself anymore and vomited out.

"Ugh, vomit, vomit!" That scene felt like vomiting sesame paste. Not just from the mouth, but also from the nose and eye sockets, there was black substance coming out.

That suffocating feeling is a hundred times worse than drinking and throwing up.

Duke knelt down on the spot. Tyrande held the basin with one hand and gently patted Duke's back with the other hand to make Duke feel comfortable.

This feels excruciatingly uncomfortable.

Not only was the body hollowed out, it was simply penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and all the evil impurities hidden in the bone marrow and soul were forcefully pulled out.

It felt very painful, but after the dark matter was removed, there was a feeling of lightness on the spot, and an ecstasy of pleasure.

Elune smiled: "You go down and rest for the night. Tomorrow I will help you transform the dark power in your body into the power of shadow."

Darkness and shadow may seem similar to each other, but in fact they are completely different in nature.

Darkness symbolizes evil and destruction.

Shadow is merely a by-product of light. Where there is light there is shadow. Where there is day, there is night. Even the power of Elune, the goddess of the moon, essentially belongs to shadow.

Because moonlight is just the refraction of sunlight in the dark night.

Duke, who finally finished vomiting, breathed heavily and thanked him: "Thank you very much."

Duke was helped down to rest by Tyrande.

When Duke came to his senses, he found himself in Tyrande's boudoir.

Looking around, it was simple and neat. Except for Elune's totem, everything was full of book atmosphere.

Tyrande brought a plate of water, took off Duke's clothes, and washed the stains on Duke's face and body with water and cleaning spells. For convenience, he even took off his sacrificial robe.

Duke suddenly said: "Will anyone gossip in your room? After all, you are the high priest..."

Tyrande's smooth face, which always carried a holy aura, was filled with a faint smile: "Speak as if you have never done anything to me."

"Well!"

The air suddenly fell into the most painful silence for Duke.

Suddenly smiled bitterly, although before returning to the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, Duke had noticed something strange about Tyrande. She did not choose Malfurion as she had in the original history, but instead maintained a relationship with the Stormrage brothers. A strange relationship that is more than friends but not lovers.

But Duke never expected that he would do it so thoroughly, completely wipe it out, and not give Brother Stormrage a chance! He didn't know how Tyrande's hostility towards him came from 10,000 years later, and he didn't know whether what he was doing now was the same thing he 'used' to do to Tyrande at that point in time 10,000 years later. Germany has done.

Anyway, it's a bad debt now.

well!

In the past, when I was a traitor, I would be exposed every minute, and I didn't even have the thought to imagine how to deal with the relationship between them in the future. Now that the Burning Legion has been dealt with, when the tension and fear subside, how to deal with the relationship with Tyrande has become a huge problem.

According to the agreement with Nozdormu, as long as the Burning Legion is repelled as it was in history, he will start time and space teleportation within three days and send the living travelers back to 10,000 years in the future.

"Don't even think about bringing any living creatures back!" Nozdormu repeatedly emphasized before leaving.

Duke bared his teeth - what should we do?

Just when Duke was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt a sense of sourness.

"Uh..." Duke was shocked to find that Tyrande had actually started to attack Duke: "No! You can't do it here..."

"Why?" Below, Tyrande looked up at Duke, with a charming blush on his holy face: "Asshole! It's obvious that people don't want to learn all this, but you forced them to learn it. Now they are just I'm just giving back to you what you taught me. Teacher——"

The long ending sound is like a little girl's coquettish voice, which sounds crisp and numb.

Duke didn't have much moral integrity now. After hearing these words, his brain immediately shut down. Du smiled ferociously and immediately started to counter-defense instead of attacking, climbing Mount Haijal: "Hahaha! If I don't teach you a lesson, maybe How dare you forget the days when you were dominated by my divine sword. Come on, come on! Let us fight until it hurts!"

"snort--"

Obviously, Tyrande sensed Duke's imminent departure. Her resistance was extremely fierce and she used various methods to counterattack. Unfortunately, she was still too young and was still defeated by Duke's Divine Sword within three hundred moves.

The sky is bright.

When Duke got up, Tyrande's back was turned to him, but his shoulders were shaking.

"Aren't you going to say something to me?"

"..."

"Can't you just give me a title and then leave?"

"..."

Duke didn't know how to answer, so after thinking for a while, he finally threw Nozdormu's warning into the Twisting Nether: "If I continue to stay here, my body and soul will probably collapse."

The next second, Tyrande had thrown herself into Duke's arms, rubbing her tear-stained face against Duke's chest: "Will you come back?"

Duke couldn't bear it: "If you are willing to wait ten thousand years..."

After Duke finished speaking, he thought it was a shameful joke.

Time and distance are the most terrible poisons in the world of love.

Before he traveled through time, he had seen so many couples break up within a month of being apart.

What's more, the relationship between him and Tyrande was not based on pure love. He didn't know what Tyrande would think of him ten thousand years later.

Is it great enlightenment?

Is it because love turns into hate?

Full of resentment?

Or something else, he couldn't possibly guess.