Chapter 1800 It’s None of My Business!

For an upright and honest man like Malfurion, Duke felt a little guilty.

"Ma..." Tyrande raised her right hand, as if she wanted to retain him, but also as if she wanted to say something, but finally lowered her arm dejectedly.

In this life, she and the Stormrage brothers were childhood sweethearts, but fate made her miss the two brothers.

Snuggled into Duke's arms: "Hey! Duke."

"Um?"

"After discussing with me, the Goddess Elune publicly announced yesterday that Shandris will be the next saint of the Sisters of Elune. She also blessed me and you in the entire Sisterhood of Elune... Just wait. If you become a true god, I will serve you."

"That's it, that's great!" Duke finally understood that the elves would react like this to Mau Tyrande when he openly fell in love.

By the way, did Elune notice something?

The cataclysm was certainly a serious impact and damage to the old world, and caused a serious blow to the natural ecology of the entire planet. But staying the same means that everything must be done step by step. Earth-shaking changes, while bringing destruction, are often equivalent to the coming of great opportunities.

As one of the few true gods in this world, Elune must know something.

Did the will of the planet finally open the VIP channel that allows the guardian's power to rapidly increase?

Or some other opportunity?

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why Elune would reveal the agreement he had made with her at this time. After all, a high priest who falls in love will definitely weaken the sacred light blessed on her, and it will not be conducive to Tyrande's continued rule of the night elves.

Declaring Shandris a saint at this time is a typical preparation for Shandris to take over.

Duke shook his head to let these puzzlements leave his mind for the time being.

Elune is mysterious, and the fact that she didn't go to him directly means that she refuses to tell, and there's no point in going to her again.

Duke simply focused his energy on this battle.

To be honest, in the early stage it was really just a little fuss.

Because the space is unstable, all that can come out are the lowest fire elements. How low-level is it?

Well, it can be solved by the Earth Mage Ice Arrow biu, biu, biu.

Elemental creatures are best dealt with using elements.

The fire element has no real entity, and all the elf sentries and archers can only stare.

Of course, Duke would not leave them unable to fight back. Almost every elf was equipped with enchanted arrows and enchanted weapons produced by Dalaran, such as [cold weapons].

These weapons that use the frost element to kill fire element creatures can certainly give mortals a chance to kill elemental creatures, but enchanting them is really expensive.

The [Cold Weapon] enchantment with a slight slowing effect costs about 50 gold coins, and this is the real world, and the effect of the enchantment will not be static. If you use it too hard, the frost element will be consumed faster than the frost element absorbed by the enchanted micro magic circle, and the enchantment may be broken.

Therefore, it became Master Fa's task to fight against the invasion of fire elements in the first round.

No, it should be said to be a paradise for low-level mages.

After Duke has attached great importance to mage education for more than ten years, and the Magic Network has greatly reduced the difficulty for magic apprentices to be promoted to official mage, the alliance's talent pool of mage talents is already considerable.

It's a pity that there aren't many opportunities for mages to practice.

Staying in Dalaran, where are there so many living targets?

Most of the monsters in the wild are scattered, and sometimes you can't even find a suitable target without running around. Either they are of different strengths and weaknesses, or they are simply too strong to be defeated.

How could it be possible for all the weakest fire elements to emerge like now?

Converted into game terms, this is a batch of fire elements from level 10 to level 20.

The mages of Dalaran are in high spirits.

"Where's the Earth Mage? Gather all the Earth Mage to practice! The Sky Mage is waiting at the scene! The Morning Star Mage is ready to support you!" Kael'thas ordered.

As a result, a full 20,000 earth mages and even high-level magic apprentices rushed to the defense lines of Mount Hyjal to help the night elves resist the invasion of the fire element.

"Don't worry about magic power! As long as you can sense the magic network and sign the treaty, the frost element will definitely be enough! Look at your mental power! If you feel a little dizzy when you arrive, stop immediately!" Each instructor instructs his students. .

From west to east, the sound of ice arrow shooting "biu, biu, biu!" can be heard everywhere along the nearly 100 kilometers of front.

"Pre-judgment! Pre-judgment is always possible! Fire-element creatures are not just standing there waiting for you to hit the target. You have to predict the speed and direction of its travel, and leave enough advance time for the attack!"

"Hell! If it were an era without the Magic Network, you would have no chance of becoming an official mage!"

"You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!"

Where have the ancient and conservative night elves seen such an awesome large-scale actual combat exercise? In the end, even the Cenarion Circle couldn't sit still.

Malfurion made a big comment: In view of the fact that the new generation of druids is addicted to spiritual cultivation, their actual combat ability is too poor. All low-level druids were invited to practice in actual combat.

As a result, scenes of low-level druids playing [Starfire] and [Moonfire] appeared on various positions.

Space integration continues.

When the fire elements rushing out of the Land of Fire began to appear in the middle level, Duke directly added the Sky Mage.

Low level against low level, mid level against mid level.

practice! Keep practicing! Even if someone is killed occasionally, practice for me!

If you don’t practice today, you will be wasting a lot of human life in the future. It is very likely that a high-level mage can only be trained after a narrow escape from death, or even one out of a hundred.

While the Alliance is training its troops, the Horde is also launching an offensive against the Great Rift Valley [Twilight Fortress].

Frankly speaking, the situation is not optimistic.

The tribe is also seriously partial to science. They are almost all chopper teams. Let alone the masters, they don't even have many long-range ones.

Facing the twilight dragon army that was constantly diving and bombing, or diving and breathing dragon breath, the tribe couldn't come up with any good ideas.

In addition to relying on the spear throwing of the troll and the shooting of the professional troll hunter, the more reliable one is the cannon of the goblin.

A certain Bilgewater Cartel trade prince really spent a lot of money this time and pulled out hundreds of goblin cannons. It's not high-end stuff, it's just black powder artillery that has been abandoned by the alliance.

God damn it's still front loading.

Any Alliance officer would probably burst into laughter if he saw this.

Muzzleloading artillery plus grapeshot is the most effective anti-aircraft firepower.

In fact, it has some effect on underage twilight dragons. Most of the truly adult twilight dragons were transferred away by Neltharion, thus avoiding the embarrassment of the tribe.

Whenever grapeshot kills a young twilight dragon, the tribe crowd erupts in loud cheers.

Of course, when a baby dragon falls to the ground, there will be a group of muscular men running to become dragon-slaying warriors.

But apart from the idiotic roars, several tribe bosses were sighing behind their backs.

"Will Duke help?" Kane asked.

Wo'jin was dejected: "He replied with just four words - 'None of my business'!"