Chapter 1437 The Great Sage Duke

Watching Jaina swaying and leaving in her iconic midriff-baring mage robe, Vashj bowed and smiled secretly.

"Of course I will take good care of Master..."

This time, she finally saw it through.

Maybe this is fate.

Although this epic struggle surrounding all creatures in Azeroth and the Burning Legion does not belong to any one person, nor does it belong to any one sage.

But as a small individual like her, if she wants to survive, she must find the most reliable support.

Destiny once gave her a chance, but after she missed it, she endured thousands of years of difficulties.

This time she didn't miss the opportunity no matter what, and as a result, she now has the comfort of breaking away from the cage and fate, and allowing birds to fly in the vast sea and sky.

The authentic demigod of Azeroth, isn't he ten thousand times better than the grass-headed king who collapsed Outland?

What's the use of following Illidan?

Although he seems to be very awesome when he is king in foreign lands, he is a complete loser in front of Duke.

Tyrande, whom he admired, was already in Duke's arms, with the vast grassland on his forehead.

He was addicted to evil energy, but could not defeat Arthas. In turn, Arthas was just a poor guy who was dealt with by Duke again and again. But Illidan can't even defeat Arthas...

Once the Allied forces arrived in the Outlands, the fortified Hellfire Citadel was destroyed in a short time. Hundreds of thousands of evil orcs were killed, and 200,000 to 300,000 were captured and killed.

When I came to Zangarmarsh, I filled up the swamp unreasonably and killed more than half of the precious flying snakes of the Naga tribe.

Fortunately, she surrendered quickly when she saw the opportunity, and she still had the fate that happened thousands of years ago, otherwise...

"I always have a premonition that if I hadn't taken refuge with the master, I would have died in the Serpent Temple..." Vashchi murmured to herself: "I never believed that there are heroes who can change destiny in the world. Master, it was you who changed the destiny." Got me..."

Vashqi was a little self-deprecating. She didn't expect that there was such a yearning hidden in her heart: "Thank you, my master, thank you for letting me recognize my own limits..."

A voice immediately drove her.

Hurry up and hold on to this life-saving straw!

Gently pushing the door open, Vaschi saw Vanessa who didn't look very kindly towards her. She nodded politely, then opened the door to the inner room and walked in.

"Vaschi, aren't you going to deal with the Naga clan?" Duke's voice gave Vaschi an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Vashchi first gave an extremely standard court maid's courtesy, and then replied with a low eyebrow: "Thank you master for allowing me to pass on the [Ultimate Transformation Technique]. Now the entire Storm Naga is praising the master's greatness."

"Storm Naga?"

"That is the name that the Nagas of our lineage gave themselves in order to thank their master for saving us from the ugly appearance of thousands of years. If the master feels that it is inappropriate, then we will change it immediately. But we return to the beautiful There is absolutely nothing false about my joyful mood.”

Duke had to smile bitterly.

Elves are all extremely beautiful. Whether they are night elves, upper elves, high elves, or later blood elves, they all pride themselves on being the most beautiful creatures in the world. For other races, even if they are recognized elsewhere, they will never compromise on beauty.

In order to prove that he was not lying, Vashj also showed Duke a magical video of the Nagas being ecstatic after transforming back into the Highborne.

This is really not fake.

"Do they know they are still Naga at heart?"

"Of course, even so, they are very grateful. Just like me, I have also doubted whether the upper elf I turned into using [Ultimate Transformation] is my true body or an illusion. But during those unforgettable painful years Here, this is already my best spiritual comfort."

This flattery is really smooth.

Vashj took a step forward: "The Storm Naga clan and I are extremely grateful for your gift, master, so we are willing to do anything for the master, even die for the master."

This is a bit exaggerated.

Duke sounded weird.

At this moment, Duke suddenly discovered that there was a layer of water vapor surrounding Vashchi for some reason. It's like when Duke was not familiar enough with elemental energy, he let several energy balls mixed with arcana, fire, and frost surround himself. On the one hand, it was a connection, and on the other hand, it was to improve his strength.

It's understandable that Vashj is from Naga.

But who could tell him that the hair of Wasiqi's white gauze skirt becomes almost completely transparent when it touches moisture!

A pair of long legs that are straight and perfectly plump, plus the hazy moisture, this is simply ****!

Du Mooke, a gentleman, said with a straight face: "It's working time now. Don't do such little tricks again."

Wasiqi bowed deeply, and a flash of white light blinded Du Mooke's golden eyes.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly really want to...want to..."

Duke mustered up the little moral strength he had and said in a stern tone, "I said..."

"real?"

"real!"

Suddenly, Vashj stretched out her flexible tongue.

It’s really flexible!

She is clearly an upper elf now, and her tongue, which seems to be only slightly longer, shows off various stunts that only Naga can theoretically do - firstly, the back roll is 360 degrees.

"Humph!" Du Mouke tried to calm down.

Then, after returning to the position, turn the left side once and rotate the tongue tip 360 degrees.

"Uh!" This is a bit powerful!

Return to the position again, this time turning the right side one and a half times, plus a lightning-like tongue tip rotation of 1080 degrees.

Du Mouke's moral wall was instantly smashed to pieces under Vasqi's tongue battering ram!

Woohoo——

My integrity——

Gone forever!

Ten minutes later, Vanessa knocked on the door and came in. She said with a cold face: "Tell the owner that a cat in the mage tower that always wants to steal things is missing."

"Well, really?" Duke sat solemnly behind the large desk, leaning back on a comfortable armchair.

"I heard this cat got here."

"No...this...must be...an illusion."

As soon as her ears twitched, Vanessa suddenly had a bad look on her face: "Dear Master Duke of Beasts, I have an obligation to remind you that the Alliance Magic Mirror Meeting is coming soon. Please do it quickly! Okay! Get ready! Prepare!"

"Yeah! It's coming! It's coming! Right now!" Duke frowned.

Vanessa stamped her foot and walked away angrily.

Duke became excited and became a great sage.

In the realm of the sages, Duke began to think about life - he had f**king managed to get his favorite Tyrande, and then he extremely maliciously took over Kaizi and Vashj, the two capable men who should have belonged to him. To his subordinates.

I wonder if Illidan will really pretend to be a villain too much and become a real villain?

Well, this problem seems to be serious...