Chapter 1082 A Gift From Heaven—Duke!

The sixteenth year of the Dark Portal is destined to be an uneventful year.

Before the winter of the year had passed, the Alliance launched a large-scale attack on the continent of Lordaeron and recovered the city of Lordaeron that had once fallen and changed hands twice.

On August 12, the Alliance received bad news - only four of the six strong men who participated in the secret operations of the Nozdormu organization returned.

The old orc Brox died in battle. The tribe did not announce the exact cause of his death. They only announced that he died at the hands of the Burning Legion in a secret operation that could not be announced to the public. The tribal bosses headed by Thrall and Grom all attended Brox's state funeral in person.

The other is Duke, the former leader of the Alliance. Even though he was under Kil'jaeden's fatal curse, he still forcibly reversed the curse and expelled the dark forces. The hero who survived disappeared during a secret mission.

Although Duke's disappearance is not the first time, this time's disappearance obviously caused a bigger wave.

Because the four survivors said eloquently that it was a bronze dragon that stopped Duke, as a result, several major powers in the alliance reacted extremely fiercely.

Queen Sylvanas of the Sin'dorei Kingdom.

Jaina, Queen of Kul Tiras.

Queen Calia of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

The alliance heroines Alleria and Vereesa, as well as Ilucia, who has great influence on the South China Sea city-state, all sent the most severe inquiries to the bronze dragon clan.

Nozdormu could have ignored these mortal forces, but the problem was that his eldest sister, the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, personally came to visit and almost demolished his lair.

Elune, the goddess of the moon, also appeared several times, causing Nozdormu to have a big head.

Time passed day by day, Alleria and the other girls waited day by day, but every day they were disappointed.

"We should feel at ease. That guy Duke might have gone to hang out with 'that one'!" Alleria smiled bitterly.

Vanessa snitched on her on the first day she came back.

However, the reaction of 'that one' was also very strange, and he firmly denied the insinuations of Alleria. However, the alliance and the night elves were not a true alliance, and the five daughters of the Duke family could not find a better reason to bother them.

Anyway, the Temple of the Moon dealt with them lukewarmly.

In fact, leaders of a country are very busy. No king these days is so lucky as to be able to get by as a human stamping machine. Every family has its own troubles.

Sin'dorei and Kul Tiras are busy rebuilding, and Ilucia will also use the power of the South Sea city-state and the Marcus family's sea caravan to help these two families.

In the end, the only ones who were still free were Windrunner's eldest sister and her third sister.

Tyrande would see Alleria or Vereesa when he had time, and just sit there if he didn't.

The life of the night elves is really bad. On the one hand, they have to provide relief from the big explosion in Mount Hyjal, and on the other hand, they have to face various threats.

Sentinels need to be sent to the eastern Azshara region to monitor the newly arrived Naga and Satyrs there.

Although the south once joined forces with the tribe to fight against the Burning Legion, the night elves were very unhappy with the constant requests for logging from the tribe. In fact, in the Stonetalon Mountain area, the two tribes also had border friction.

On the shores of the Western Black Sea, a large number of night elves who have lost their homes are waiting for ships to cross the sea. Because in Teldrassil, Fandral Staghelm advocated planting the second world tree there, and at the same time worked hard to negotiate with Wyrmrest Temple, trying to get the three dragon kings to continue to grant the same blessings as the world tree Nordrassil - - To put it bluntly, the night elves have lost their immortality and eternal youth, and many elves feel a sense of crisis.

The Winter Spring Valley in the north was invaded by the undead who claimed to be the Forgotten Ones.

In the central Felwood and Ashenvale regions, the demonic remnants of the Burning Legion are still doing evil.

When Tyrande said he was busy, it definitely made sense.

After encountering soft nails many times in a row, the Alleria sisters came to Teldrassil less often.

Time passed like this, and in the blink of an eye it was the beginning of the seventeenth year of the Dark Portal.

The main city of the Horde, Orgrimmar, was announced. At the same time, the Horde's territory also expanded a lot, basically reaching the edge of the Night Elf territory in the north, and bordering Dustwallow Swamp and Theramore in the south.

In view of this, after some discussions, the Alliance decided to agree to the peace treaty proposed by Thrall at the Throne Conference when the night elves were reluctant to accept the alliance's olive branch.

In June of the same year, Varian Wrynn, as the new standing leader of the Alliance, personally took a boat across the Endless Sea and came to Theramore, preparing to meet with Thrall and sign a peace treaty between the Alliance and the Horde.

As a result, Varian disappeared unexpectedly and became confused when he came back.

The Alliance suspected that it was a conspiracy by the tribe, and some conspiracy theorists even directly accused the tribe's wizards and warlocks of doing the good deeds.

Thrall was unable to argue, and the relationship between the Alliance and the Horde suddenly froze...

Time continues to pass...

I don’t know how many days, months, and years have passed.

A huge ripple suddenly appeared in the thick clouds in the night sky. A comet fell from the sky, pierced the sky, pulled out a long tail flame, and crashed onto a huge lake.

"boom!"

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Huge waves made the shore of the beautiful lake shudder. After the brief but intense tsunami-like waves hit the lake shore, there was chaos everywhere.

A human body like a salted fish washed up on the shore.

"Am I... dead?" The human body was in confusion, and he could only see a pair of white gold-embroidered boots standing in his blurred vision, and then he lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Duke woke up.

The moment he regained consciousness, Duke felt that something was wrong!

Because, he found himself tied to an execution rack with a large font, and his eyes were blindfolded.

Not good, not good! This time it's absolutely terrible!

Duke suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

If it weren't for the hostile forces, they would never tie him up like this. Not to mention putting countless seals on him to forcibly suppress the circulation of magic circuits in his body.

It would be better if the System Elf was operating normally, but after crossing the time barrier, the System Elf seemed to be temporarily down.

Who is that? Which faction is it?

Logically speaking, the people who hate him so much in Azeroth are probably the Forsaken, right?

Damn it, am I that dark? Suddenly fell into the hands of those bones?

Or is it that history has changed so drastically that I have reached a point where the situation collapsed?

Sudden! A deliberately lowered voice sounded in Duke's ears. That hoarse voice, Duke couldn't tell anything about except that it should be a female voice.

"Duke Marcus! Do you know what crime you have committed?" Along with the sharp accusation, there was also the sound of whipping from a long whip.