Chapter 1375 The Goddess’s Request

Once the matter was settled and the alliance affairs were entrusted, Duke opened the portal and ran to Darnassus, where he visited Elune, the goddess of the moon, in the Temple of the Moon.

Under the night sky, Duke waited for the goddess's will.

There is no aggressive momentum, no supreme majesty, there is just a gentle breath, just like the watery moonlight.

"Thank you, Duke Marcus, for doing so much for this world. I'm glad that I was right again."

If giving Tyrande to Duke in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago felt a bit like breaking a pot, Elune is more pleased now. After spending more than 10,000 years together day and night, she had long regarded Tyrande as her daughter. In fact, she had been in contact with Tyrande even longer than she had been with her son Cenarius.

Duke first raised his head, then nodded: "Everything is for Azeroth."

The goddess gave a heartfelt praise: "Ah! It's so rare. You must know that many gods of the wilderness have never had this awareness like you."

"I rise because of Azeroth, and I am extraordinary because of it. My thoughts and will in this regard should be consistent with yours, Elune."

"indeed."

"Why did you call me here this time?"

"The world has dug up the abscess. In the long run, this is a good thing. But in the short term, the will of the world whose vitality has been damaged will fall asleep. As the few beings in the world who can affect the situation, you and I hope that during the period of the world's healing, Let’s protect this world together.”

"Of course."

"I heard about the Alliance's plan to expedition to Draenor. I mean, you must not leave Azeroth for even half a step. I also know that this request may be a bit excessive, but I can feel that the evil is spying on Azeroth. Xerath. Not only the unknown enemy, but also the Lich King Arthas in the far north. The moment we killed C'Thun, he woke up."

Duke frowned when he heard the goddess's words.

The alliance's strength had not yet been restored, and the Magic Network was still in its infancy, so Duke allowed Varian to fight in the outpost. In Duke's mind, it would be no problem for Varian to gain some experience and defeat the likes of Vashj. It would be irresponsible for him to deal with Illidan, who had just absorbed a lot of evil and was in his prime.

Duke is not sure if there is such a thing as a protagonist halo in this world. Anyway, Khadgar, the original third cultivator who destroyed heaven and earth, died early in the morning. This is an indisputable fact.

If Varian, who would have become the leader of the Alliance, was allowed to hang out in the Outland early, Duke would be guilty of a great crime.

On the other hand, since Elune mentioned Arthas, Duke had to be on guard.

No one has a guarantee that Arthas will wait until Illidan and Kil'jaeden kneel before running out.

What is a hero?

A hero is capable of what others cannot.

The hero can endure and wait, but he will never sit still and wait for death.

If it was discovered that Duke was preparing to play a blitzkrieg against Draenor's Icecrown Citadel, Arthas would immediately jump out and fight Duke for 300 rounds, even if he was not in full form.

"Huh!" Duke took a long breath, thought about it again, looked at Tyrande next to him, and met those expectant eyes: "Okay! I promise you."

Elune breathed a sigh of relief: "A wise and reasonable decision. The star soul of Draenor has been annihilated. Even if you come there with your body, you are still a stronger mortal. Once you encounter misfortune, what you have in you will The divinity of Azeroth will instead become the key for the Burning Legion to open the protective circle of Azeroth."

Elune said this, and Duke understood. In the past, if you win, there will be little benefit, and if you lose, you will even lose your pants.

If only in the past, those who were barefoot were naturally not afraid of those who wore shoes.

It’s easy to be fearless when you have nothing.

Now the Duke family has a great business and has opened the highest quality harem in Azeroth. It is precisely because they have something to protect that they have the motivation to become the guardian of the world.

Knowing that it is probably a trap, but still foolishly jumping in, this kind of business is obviously impossible to do!

"Elune, Illidan Stormrage is very strong now. He is not a being that other mortals can easily deal with. Is there any way..."

The moonlight in the sky swayed. It was obviously just an illusory female projection. Elune seemed to smile slyly: "If you promise not to kidnap my high priest before you become a true god, I will teach you a little trick." magic."

Duke was speechless.

Sure enough... was he seen through?

Duke came this time, firstly to hear Elune's thoughts, and secondly to formally take away Tyrande. The leader of the night elves is his lover, this is okay. But since my lover is the high priest of another god, this is a bit troublesome.

Duke and Elune both know that they have no conflict of interest with each other, and it should be okay to be long-term allies. But Tyrande's existence obviously involves a doctrinal conflict.

The high priest is the highest spokesperson of a god in the mortal world, and his faith and ability are absolutely impeccable. In turn, because of absolute faith, the gods only need one thought to make their high priests disappear into ashes.

Duke didn't want Tyrande to have the Sword of Damocles hanging around his neck all day long, so it was necessary to convert Tyrande. Even if you don't believe in him, being an unbeliever or something else is better than now.

This is a matter of principle.

Duke didn't even tell Tyrande about this. Instead, Elune thought of it and stabbed it out first.

"Goddess - I never thought of giving up my faith in you." Tyrande was a little at a loss.

"My child, this has nothing to do with loyalty. It's rare for Azeroth to see a powerful and enterprising demigod with a firm will to fight against evil. As long as you don't object, I am happy to see you become our bond."

The moonlight swayed gently, like a mother's hand, gently holding Tyrande's green hair.

"this……"

With his spiritual thoughts flowing, Elune looked at Duke again: "However, Tyrande has served me for more than ten thousand years. Everyone in the night elves and even the Cenarion Circle has accepted this fact. Transformation is not a simple matter. It’s an easy thing. At least Tyrande must cultivate an excellent successor... At least you must become a true god... Only when Tyrande takes that step will it be easier."

Duke bowed slightly: "Your wisdom is unparalleled in the world. I agree."

"Thank you for your understanding." Elune sent a spiritual thought into Duke's sea of ​​consciousness.

After discussing the situation in Azeroth, the goddess's will disappeared.

"Duke, you..." Tyrande's expression was extremely complicated.

"Elune is a kind goddess. Didn't you see that she is also blessing us?" Duke gently pulled Tyrande into his arms. Before I knew it, their fingers were intertwined.

a long time.

"You should go back first. My mind is a little confused."

"Um."

That night, Duke did not stay overnight, but returned to Karazhan.