Chapter 1605 Reflections Brought About by Black Technology

Before reaching the demigod realm, Duke was obsessed with improving himself. When he arrived, he felt that he was unable to defeat four hands with two fists.

This is a very practical question.

When the protective circle of Azeroth was still there, he organized the defense of a Dark Portal, top of the sky, plus Karazhan, Sunwell and Dalaran. Apart from these few places, there is no place on the planet where demons can descend on a large scale.

However, when the planetary protection circle collapses, it will be a basket with holes everywhere, and patching it up is simply a joke. Unless a brand new cover is built to cover the entire Azeroth.

Duke knew this was impossible.

Sargeras will eventually return from the Abyss, and if he is not overthrown by then, the war with the Burning Legion will be endless. One day the creatures of Azeroth will use up their last drop of blood, ending with the destruction of the planet Azeroth.

It's unimaginable how big a Titan is in its prime.

Duke only knew that Sargeras was huge. Still in the ancient war, Mr. Sa was trying his best to shrink himself and tried every means to pass through the portal. Just from the parts of his body that could be seen, one could tell that he was at least dozens of stories tall.

This is still a scaled down version.

If it were a complete body, it would probably not be much smaller than the planet Azeroth...

Fighting against such an opponent, even if Duke is promoted to true god, it may not be enough.

Duke didn't know what realm there was beyond the true god. He only knew that several ancient gods, as well as the Fire Demon King Ragnaros and other elemental lords, were all beaten to pieces by the Pantheon army led by Mr. Sa and rubbed against the ground. In the end, purely for the sake of Star Soul, they were not really killed.

After traveling to Azeroth, Duke finally became enlightened.

Anyway, this world is nothing like the games and history he knows well.

If an elite monster can't be defeated by one person, two friends will come over and the three of them will defeat him.

The mini-boss recruited a team of five people to grind him to death.

The big boss is a small group of fifteen or twenty people who can kill him.

The final boss was still unsolved, so I recruited a group of 40 people to defeat him.

If ordinary strong people can't do it, then they can become heroes; if heroes can't do it, they can use demigods.

If one race doesn't have enough people, add a few more races. If the alliance doesn't have enough people, add tribes. If it doesn't work, recruit people from all over the universe. You can always find the best masters to defeat the Burning Legion.

Coupled with Duke's crazy output of black technology, he used black technology to smooth out the numerical advantage of the Burning Legion demons.

Such a quantitative change plus a qualitative change, let me ask you, will Sargeras die?

Of course, there is a premise for all of this, that is, the leaders of the alliance should not seek death. Although Duke is the helmsman, for a ship to sail smoothly, it requires the cooperation of many people.

The more rapidly technological changes occur, the more leaders need to be open-minded and seek truth from facts.

Fortunately, except for Tirion and Gavin Rad, who are in their fifties, the other leaders in the alliance are all young, or they are monsters who are not very old, or even do not age.

Damn it, the dwarves, elves, and draenei are all long-lived species, while Dumoke, Jaina, Kaliya, and Ilucia are cheaters.

Duke planned that when the time was right, he would let Velen deceive Tirion into immortality in the name of the Holy Light Teacher.

Lafayette, who has more than 40 years of combat experience but is only physically 18 years old, is drunk just thinking about it.

Duke watched the performance of the alliance leaders with a smile on his face.

"Wow, this anti-aircraft artillery is so powerful!" Since Brian was captured and sent back to drive the Katyusha, he was put on top of another Mammoth tank to be in charge of the anti-aircraft artillery.

The black technology left behind by Titan is absolutely beyond imagination.

Hoof witnessed the grappling hook installed on the Mammoth tank fly out, grab a broken statue puppet, and pull it directly into a burning furnace behind the tank. After a rumbling sound, there was a large ball of psychedelic stuff. The colored liquid flows out and is injected into the tank's spare parts.

When needed, Yrel only needs to press a button to see the Titan rune array engraved in the inner space of the tank emit a mysterious blue light, and then the psychedelic liquid will be injected into the anti-aircraft rocket cannon. In the frame, rockets formed one by one.

I heard that it is called [Sulfur Iron].

After aiming and firing, it will shoot forward at high speed with a range of 1,000 yards. If it encounters anything, it will detonate on the spot, affecting everything within 10 yards nearby.

The most frustrating thing is that for such high-damage rockets, the shooting gap of his cat is only 0.25 seconds.

This is enough to make all the anti-aircraft guns in the alliance at this stage have to destroy themselves in apology. Not to mention the eight-gun Bang Bang cannon, even the [Vulcan cannon], which is highly confidential in the alliance and is being intensively researched and prepared to replace the 40mm Bofors cannon, cannot perform like this.

This is terrifying firepower that exceeds the theoretical value of the [Vulcan Machine Cannon].

Watching the fast and violent rockets knocking down the hovering mechanical attack aircraft one by one like a heavy rain, several dwarfs fell into deep thought at the same time.

Except for the dwarves, most of the other leaders seemed a little nervous and a little silent.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" That was the mammoth tank firing a gorgeous four-shot shot every second. A large number of iron dwarfs who were pulled over by motorcycles not far away were instantly blown dozens of meters away. High in the sky, it turned into piles of black parts, crackling and scattered on the ground within a radius of a hundred meters.

You can completely imagine what would happen to ordinary people if they were hit by this kind of black technology artillery.

"Yes, Sister Kalia, why are you not nervous at all? I saw that the other leaders seemed to be thinking about the future of the alliance and even the entire planet."

"Me? Why should I be nervous? I didn't want to be the Queen of Lordaeron in the first place. Duke asked me to be it. If Duke is willing, I can give him the throne at any time. Then at least I don't have to bear so much. , I have to be busy with this and that all day long.”

"..." Hooves was silent for a while, then said: "You actually give up your responsibilities so easily? Can you bear to see your compatriots sink or die?"

"Of course I can't bear it! But what can I do?" Kalia, who was at the main gun position, tilted her little golden head and seemed a little troubled: "I may be qualified to be a priest. They all think that I am The Holy Light is already very close to the level of an archbishop. But I don’t have the talent for management and the magnanimity of a king! Letting someone without talent lead a country with a population of millions is a disaster in itself.”

"Well……"

"If Duke hadn't insisted and asked Sister Ilucia to help me manage Lordaeron, I wouldn't have wanted to do it long ago. You know, my biggest dream in life was to be a bride..."