Chapter 235 Oracle Mogol (900 Monthly Tickets)

Duke was messy in the cold wind at noon, even though he made the cold air, Duke still felt really cold and messy.

To the soldiers and civilians of the Stormwind Kingdom, Duke has ten thousand ways to increase their loyalty. Because everyone is human and knows what people need.

To the murlocs, Duke can only think of ways to maintain a mysterious atmosphere. Sometimes, Duke is even willing to keep a distance from the murlocs, using the murlocs' fear of the unknown to maintain a coercive posture, so as to ensure that he can maintain his control over the murlocs. Strong control of murlocs.

But the prophet suddenly knelt and licked, Duke was still very surprised.

In any case, what this guy did before was poaching his corner. Duke had already made up his mind not to kill him, um, cut off his limbs and let him be a real fish.

Look how merciful I am!

Now, the overwhelmed becomes Duke.

Tens of thousands of murlocs bowed down to him, and the murloc prophet opened the huge clam shell it was standing on. Duke glanced at it, and that thing actually looked a bit like a throne.

"Duke Marcus, great king of the sea! Your servant Mogol salutes you!"

Mogol?

Oracle Morgol?

Duke was pretty sure he had never heard of this guy.

But the system prompt over there said: "Congratulations, you have recovered the murloc oracle Mogor. It has a great reputation among the murlocs. Its words are the law, and its language represents destiny. You have successfully recovered It means that at least there will be no more murlocs in the world to be hostile to you."

Duke frowned.

Here, Mogor walked towards Duke with a ridiculous pace in the eyes of human beings, stepped on the sand grains on the island with his three-fingered, duck-like feet, and prostrated himself in front of Duke.

"O king of the murlocs—please sit on your throne!"

Duke didn't agree immediately, but instead he sneered: "Didn't you just say that 'all creatures that don't belong to the sea are not worthy to be the ruler of murlocs'? Why did you admit that I am your king?"

Mogol's yellow eyes with black vertical pupils turned twice quickly: "In ancient times, there were no creatures on the earth. The ocean! It's the cradle of all creatures! The first murloc escaped from the deepest seabed. Terrible beings out there grew limbs and walked up to the shore. More murlocs did the same."

Duke is a little embarrassed, why does this story sound familiar?

"Some murlocs are not brave enough. They dare not get rid of the shackles of the sea. They returned to the sea, so they can only find habitats in the offshore. But there are a group of brave ones who continue to march towards the depths of the land...Thousands of years have passed Now, they become humans! And Duke Marcus is the destined king among the successors of the murlocs!"

"Pfft!" Duke spat.

Nima, Darwin's theory of evolution has turned into such a ghost here? Well, would you like me to write the word 'serve' for you.

Clever but slippery, this was Duke's first impression of Mogor.

However, the funny murlocs over there exclaimed one after another, and then bowed down again. In this scene, Duke was also drunk.

"Everyone remember! His Majesty Marcus is our real king. His power is above all naga and sea creatures! Remember?"

"Remember—" the murlocs bowed down for the third time.

The neat and exaggerated scene completely dumbfounded the two Naga priests, General Seamos and the elite soldiers of the Storm Kingdom behind him.

What the hell is this?

People often say that Duke is the king of the sea, but Seamus has never believed it. I thought it was just a respectful title, even if I saw Duke directing Naga and murlocs, I thought Duke was just using some special means. Who would have thought that they would truly witness such a grand ceremony of worshiping the king?

Sitting on the huge clam shell covered with pearls, Duke still couldn't get used to it. I accidentally lost my mind and thought, if the clam shell is actually a trap, and he is killed as soon as he sits on it and cannot be resurrected, then this story is really a godsend.

Duke thought too much.

At this time, Duke suddenly discovered that Mogor used some kind of telepathic means to hover directly outside Duke's spiritual ocean, waiting for the call to be connected.

Duke thought for a while and got connected.

"Your Majesty, Mogor is at your service."

"That's enough, I'm just a strong human being, why are you doing this?" Duke's voice suddenly became indifferent.

"No, no, Mogor and the murloc sincerely kneel at His Majesty's feet."

"Huh!? Incite them to disobey my emissary's order first, and then say they are loyal to me?" Duke sneered completely.

"That's because Mogol doesn't know His Majesty's greatness...and terror..." During the spiritual connection, Mogol's posture was already kneeling down.

"Oh?" Duke became interested.

"Mogor doesn't want any murlocs to succumb to a false king, but is willing to pay absolute loyalty to a real overlord."

"Overlord?"

"Yes! Mogol not only saw your majesty's strength, but also felt the hundreds of thousands of souls who could not be freed from your majesty. Only a peerless overlord can do such a great deed. With someone who can change the fate of so many lives Compared to Your Majesty, the entire murloc group is nothing more than an insignificant existence."

Duke narrowed his eyes: "Can you see the wronged soul beside me?"

"No, I can only feel the strong breath of fate." Mogor continued to kneel down.

"Okay, forgive your rudeness for the last time, but next time, I will let Naga and deep sea giants cut off your retreat, let all humans on land surround you, and kill the last murloc in the world of."

Duke's words made Mogor tremble all over, whether in the spiritual world or in reality.

"Okay, let's go. From now on, 60% of the murlocs will take orders from Vala, and 40% will take orders from Sephiris. As for you—Mogor, you will be Vala's deputy."

"As you order, my lord."

Duke rubbed his eyebrows, sighed lightly, and finally completed the defense system of Nanhai Town.

After returning to Southshore, Duke welcomed King Lane on the 15th. After traveling day and night, Ryan rushed back.

"Oh, Duke... the mage's portal is really convenient. If your magic is stable enough, I would rather come back with you. Alas, Medivh didn't stabilize his teleportation until he became a mage of the sun. It's all bad." Ryan didn't forget to spit out his deceased friend.

"Any news?"

"Anduin finally agreed with them to station the main force of the army in South Sea Town."

"The main force?"

"Yes, they feel that the orcs have a great chance to detour to the west and land on the coast of Nordflow, so the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Gilnean Infantry Regiments and half of Lordaeron's troops will deploy defenses on the coast of Nordflow. By Kurti The Second Fleet led by Grand Prince Drake of Russ also rushed over."

Duke frowned all of a sudden.