Chapter 1650: Just Read It Accordingly (Third Update of Atonement)

"I...I...I..." Olgalon's mouth squirmed for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

Before Duke could make a ruthless move, the guys below started making noises.

Gavin Rad shouted: "Boss, do it. There is no point in keeping this slanderous scourge. Let's go down to the Crazy Stairs, pull out two Yogg-Saron's teeth, come up, kill him directly, and pass the blame to Yogg-Saron." It’s okay for Gesalong.”

Next to Gavin Rad, Yrel opened her mouth in surprise. She really wanted to ask, is the first-generation Paladin next to her, who is known as the Five Silver Saints and has a high status in the alliance, a fake? Or is his conscience eaten by dogs?

Who knew that Gavin Ladd winked at her, which made Hooves at a loss.

Gavin Rudd is not stupid, and the other guys are also dramatic actors.

Isn't it just acting?

Who wouldn’t!

Magni shouted loudly: "We, the creatures of Azeroth, are fighting bloody battles on the front line against the Burning Legion. This guy claims to be the messenger of the Pantheon, but he wants to do what the Burning Legion has wanted to do but failed to do for ten thousand years - destroy. Azeroth! Could this guy be actually an accomplice of the fallen titan Sargeras?"

When Olgalon heard this, his whole body was shaken.

His power comes from the Pantheon. Without the Titans, he is just a relatively strong man. He is nothing compared to behemoths like the Pantheon or Sargeras.

This traitor's hat is too big for him to carry!

"How could you slander me like this? I am...ah!" Before Algalon could finish speaking, Duke pinched his heart again, and his whole soul trembled with pain.

Queen Xi put her hands on her hips, leaning on the artifact longbow, and said majestically: "Don't talk nonsense to him. Anyone who tries to destroy Azeroth is our enemy. Kill him. I just happen to be short of a few artifacts!"

After the words fell, Algalon was suddenly shocked to find that the eyes of all the mortals looking at him became intense.

That's desire!

That's greed!

That is the winner declaring their possession of the loser's property!

A group of people glanced at him repeatedly with blazing eyes like a volcano erupting, as if they were discussing, 'How to slaughter this pig! ’, rather than talking about what to do with a noble emissary of the Pantheon.

Olgalon shivered and shrank.

And in the final analysis, it was because he was too arbitrary. Since the opponent really has the strength to defeat several bosses of the Burning Legion and kill the ancient evil god, he will gain corresponding respect even in the Pantheon. Coupled with the complaint from the Guardian Dragon, even if the lawsuit was brought to the Pantheon, he might still suffer the loss.

The most important thing is that he really hasn't seen the Titans in 25,000 years...

This is where he feels most guilty.

"Okay! I will rewrite my report, please let me go now." Olgalon still forced himself to remain calm.

"Rewrite? Don't bother! I'll give you a manuscript, just read it." After saying that, Duke actually took out a glittering manuscript written in Titan language.

"What is this?" Olgalon became even more confused.

"This is the line in the report of the observer, Algalon, who was moved by the courage and love of life!" Du Mooke said nonsense seriously.

Below, Duke's men and a group of powerful alliance men burst into laughter on the spot.

So impressed! It was obviously forced by these powerful and greedy Azeroth strongmen.

Here, Olgalon was almost furious. If Duke hadn't stomped him hard and quietly to make him realize his status and situation, he would have gone crazy.

"Read it!" Duke was clearly saying, "Please start your performance."

Algalon trembled, and his originally translucent blue face seemed to become more transparent:

"I have witnessed countless worlds being baptized by the Creator - where the inhabitants accepted their fate numbly, without even shedding a single tear."

"In the time it takes for your mortal hearts to beat, countless star systems disappear in the brilliant light."

"But until now, I have no emotion or sympathy for them - I can't feel anything!"

"Ten million, one hundred million lives turn into dust."

"If they could have your perseverance, if they could have your love for life... the results would probably be very different."

"Perhaps it is your imperfections that give you free will and enable you to face all seemingly accidental emergencies with strength."

"You have done what the perfect creation of the Titans could not do - defeat the attack of the Burning Legion, thwart the counterattack of the ancient evil gods, and protect the world from the violent elemental lords and dark forces..."

"I have reformulated my reply message."

"Your planet will be spared."

"I can no longer blindly trust my own calculations."

"I suffered the final backlash from the ancient god Yogg-Saron. I was seriously injured and lacked the strength to send this message. You have to work hard and find a place with sufficient energy and close to the sky to send my message. Pass it back to the Pantheon!"

When Algalon read out the entire report according to the script, he looked at Duke as if he had finished the video. He had completely lost his temper and lay on the ground like a dead dog, with a look of death written all over his face. Desperate: "You are not a creature of Titan. How did you learn such complicated Titan language?"

"Haha! Is it very complicated? Well, let's call it complicated. With my wisdom, it took me a full month to analyze it before I could understand it thoroughly."

Du Mouke accidentally pretended to be a dick again. Jaina looked at him with eyes filled with almost fanatical admiration. You know, even the simplest Titan rune, the small runes contained in it can lead to hundreds of millions of different permutations and combinations, causing different effects.

Duke actually claims to be able to analyze everything in just one month. What is this if not a god?

Olgalon was so shocked that he was completely speechless: "I used it for nearly a thousand years..."

But the observer soon came to his senses: "I have done what you said. What are you going to do with me? Are you going to kill me?"

"Kill you? No, no, no! How is this possible! You are a noble messenger of the Pantheon. How could we, the natives, kill you?" Duke said righteously, without even looking at who touched the muddy boot. On someone's chest: "We and the Pantheon have a common enemy - Sargeras and his Burning Legion. So we are natural allies. In order to prevent the Pantheon Titan from finding its way to Azeroth, I hope to observe Sir, you can come and live in Xiaomin’s mage tower for a while, set up a space beacon, and get a good understanding of the situation in Azeroth.”