Chapter 1811 The Pimple Disappears

At this time, the furbolg brothers first came out to support Duke: "Since Duke Marcus has done a good job in fighting evil, why should we mess with his rhythm and destroy his way of doing things? We can actually cooperate. Their."

Avina, the crow goddess, has a strangely hoarse and deep voice, which sounds quite magnetic: "The goddess Elune said that the demons of the Burning Legion are endless. If we cannot maintain our vitality in a victory, then even if we This victory will inevitably lead to loss in the next war. In fact, we almost lost in the War of the Ancients."

Avina spoke very skillfully and did not directly agree or disagree. But she pointed out the failure on the front battlefield of the War of the Ancients.

Cenarius was speechless.

Avina is right.

If his father hadn't been trying to protect him, he wouldn't have rushed into the frontal battlefield to fight Archimonde, causing his neck to be broken and defeated.

In fact, most of the current six demigods have died or been severely injured once. At the beginning of this resurrection, Ysera also told them personally that the turmoil in Azeroth was just the beginning, and the Legion would surely come again.

At this time, Goldring bared his teeth: "Just because Duke accepts a half-human with my bloodline, I will support him!"

This time, Duke was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, he followed the 'plot' and accepted the old wolf king Jean, and he could actually gain Goldrinn's favor?

This operation is a bit 666!

Turtle God Tortola: "I - have no - opinion -"

This is abstention.

By the way, the turtle god in Duke’s memory doesn’t seem to talk like this, right?

Duke rubbed his eyebrows, he was too lazy to think too much.

Since having him in this life, he has simply destroyed the original work and changed many historical events beyond recognition. History doesn't even recognize him anymore. What was originally a good idea of ​​resurrecting the four demigods and then organizing a counterattack turned into Duke directly leading the team to step on the field.

Duke noticed that after Ysera resurrected these demigods, he did not force the demigods to obey his command, Duke Marcus.

Duke was a little puzzled: Do you think I can definitely defeat them?

Here, Cenarius finally realized that the situation was irreversible. He suddenly sighed: "Duke Marcus, do you think I am greedy for power or deliberately hinder you?"

Duke was slightly stunned. No matter which life Cenarius was in, it seemed that he was not such a guy. During the War of the Ancients, it was his personal testimony that convinced his father Malorne and the gods of the wilderness to form an inter-racial demigod. But during the war, command was given to Jarod Shadowsong of the night elves.

If you say that Cenarius is greedy for power, you are undoubtedly going too far.

But what is this slightly hostile feeling about?

Cenarius stepped forward and walked to Duke. He spread his hands and said, "You know? Duke Marcus, actually I am feeling uneasy."

"disturbed?"

"Think about it, in the War of the Ancients, there were so many strong men and countless mortals who sacrificed their blood and lives to resist the Burning Legion, but in the end, you were the only one who achieved supreme fame! Duke Marcus. We who are fighting on the frontal battlefield have become a cover for your actions."

Duke raised his eyebrows. He was a little unhappy, but he didn't speak yet.

"Yes, in terms of results, your act of going deep behind enemy lines to overthrow the Burning Legion was great. My mother agreed with your action, but it doesn't mean that I can accept that I and my father inexplicably became the main force in the feint attack. My father was also responsible for saving me. And sacrifice. So, since that time, I have always disliked you, the 'great hero of the ancient war'."

Cenarius took a step forward, approaching Duke with his huge body.

Duke is absolutely right. With a thought, a pillar of fire rose up from under his feet, lifting him up so that he could look at the level of Cenarius, who was more than five meters tall.

Duke spoke slowly, with an intimidating tone in his voice: "Then what do you want? This is a team of strong men formed with the common goal of 'defeating the evil existence that attempts to destroy the world.' Compared to Compared with other strong people, I trust my command and arrangements more. My old partner and Ysera all recognize my command ability. That's right! I insist on controlling this team. Of course, I will not force it. Any being who forcibly sacrifices his life or does something he is unwilling to do."

Duke raised his [Atiesh], and a portal suddenly opened next to him. On the other end of the portal was naturally the lush Mount Hyjal.

Duke said extremely coldly: "The door is over there. If you don't agree with my command, you can leave without seeing me off."

After Duke finished speaking, Cenarius's somewhat domineering aura suddenly disappeared. He lowered his shoulders and sighed: "No. What I want to say is - I will respect everyone's opinions, and I have no intention of quitting this team. But at the same time, I also have reservations about your ideas and your way of doing things. . If the moment comes that we need to sacrifice or feint, I hope you can tell us as soon as possible instead of acting secretly yourself."

Duke understood what Cenarius meant better, and he sighed: "I have been forming alliances and teams with the attitude of [seeking common ground while reserving differences] a long time ago. Under the big goal of fighting evil, I can allow allies to have different opinions." habits, ideas, lifestyles, beliefs, and even power from the evil side.”

Duke pointed at the silent Hou Ye behind him: "Even if it was him, we still had to be enemies of life and death at the beginning."

Duke changed the subject: "Whether you believe it or not, let me tell you anyway - Grom and I returned to the War of the Ancients at the request of Nozdormu, the dragon king of time and space, and we accidentally went to the Burning Legion camp. In order to To save ourselves, we pretended to surrender to Sargeras and lurked in the enemy camp. At that time, we couldn't even count as casual chess."

Duke glanced at Tyrande, who was already blushing: "If it weren't for an accident, we wouldn't even have the chance to affect that great war. It wasn't until we met Tyrande that we contacted Elune, and then Only then did the follow-up happen. It was not until the last moment that we responded to the opportunity and turned from idle chess to the main force. So there is no question of sacrificing you as cannon fodder to attract the attention of the main force of the legion."

Tyrande said quickly, pressing her chest with one hand: "I swear on the name of Elune, the goddess of the moon, that this is true. If I hadn't been captured, the goddess wouldn't have even known that a group of righteous men had invaded. Within the legion, he has even reached the top."

As these words were spoken, the knots in the hearts of the several wilderness demigods finally disappeared.