Chapter 488 That's Easy (200 Monthly Pass)

"Duke is in Deathwing's claws! That's why Deathwing doesn't attack with his left claw!" Veresa pointed this out aloud.

"Uh, unfortunately, maybe we have to do a condolence for the loss of the highest-level leader since the war between the Alliance and the Horde." Falstad sighed: "Maybe Deathwing doesn't like dragon meat, just want to keep someone As a snack?"

"Damn! If you say such things again, I'll strangle you to death!" Veresa became fierce and fierce, which made the dwarf shrink back in fright.

"No, wait, Deathwing didn't kill Duke on the spot, which means Duke is useful to him. Yes! Yes! It must be so!" At this moment, Veresa almost gave her high-five for her ingenuity cheer.

The dwarf poured cold water on her head at this time: "By the way, didn't His Excellency Marcus give you two colorful things before you took off? It seems to say that the second bag should be opened to take a look when it is in danger?"

Tips!

Veresa didn't know why Duke, a big man, would come up with such a fancy thing. When questioning Duke, the nasty guy said what kind of Zhu Geliang, what kind of feelings, what kind of force, anyway, Veresa didn't understand at all.

But this did not prevent Veresa from making a big blush.

yes! When he was in danger just now, he should have opened that kit long ago.

I didn't expect that when I was nervous, I forgot everything.

On the Griffin, facing the strong wind, Veresa opened the kit made of white gauze from her small bag, and saw this line written on it:

"If I am captured by Deathwing, don't worry. There is also a small chance that Rhonin will be captured. Of course, in this case, you may not open this bag."

Seeing the nondescript smiley face drawn out at the end of the sentence, Veresa burst into a grin.

"What's wrong?" Falstad was stunned.

Why does this female elf look so beautiful, like a goddess? Could it be that she is not a goddess but a neurotic?

Without answering the dwarf's question, Veresa fell into deep thought:

Could it be that Duke knew the truth about the capture of the Red Dragon Queen early on? Did Duke expect that he would be captured by Deathwing? But what does this have to do with that Ronin?

The chaotic thoughts almost drove Veresa crazy.

If it hadn't been for a short period of contact; if Duke hadn't been her lord; if he hadn't been her sister's lover; if he hadn't saved her life, maybe Veraissa would have suspected that the person she had been trying to rescue just now Already sold his soul to the evil Deathwing?

"What does it want you to do, Duke?" Veresa murmured, "Or, what does it want from you?"

Recalling Duke's status and importance in the league, Veresa had a shuddering feeling.

What could be worse than the death of the Alliance Vice-Commander due to a curse?

That is the deputy commander of the alliance turned into an undead or something, surrendering to the enemy and falling!

Five ancient guardian dragons, each with its own unique and supreme power. In the eyes of mortals, that is already divine power. Who knows if Deathwing has the power to bring the dead back to life or something.

Actually, Veraissa thought too much. Neltharion was never that way.

As the saying goes, concern leads to chaos. The more you care, the easier it is to think too much.

After an unknown amount of time, Duke woke up.

The tingling pain on his back was not an injury, it was purely uncomfortable being pressed against the tree roots and pebbles on his back.

Looking back, since I was tricked by Gul'dan and forced to fall into the countdown of my life, I haven't felt safe any day. Camping or something is commonplace. Since entering the wetland, he has been safe with the dwarves for two days.

Originally, there were some benefits, such as waking up every morning and seeing Veresa's delicate and curious face. Even if he knew it was his sister-in-law, it wouldn't stop Duke from remembering Aurelia with her!

He knew about Aurelia's temper. This kind of strong heroine never gets emotional easily. Once in love, if he dies, Aurelia will be widowed for him for the rest of her life even if she doesn't die in love.

Feeling the recent changes in Veresa, Duke realized that he was wronged too.

It's fine to deal with the eldest sister, but why did you mess with the sister-in-law?

Open your eyes and see, of course, there will be nothing good.

In the field of vision, it is still night.

The tumbling dark clouds in the sky added a bit of darkness to the world.

Even though it was located in the middle of the forest, there was a deathly silence everywhere.

There are no animals in the forest, and there are no summer frogs, no, not even insects. There was nothing but the horrible howling of the cold wind.

Even though he had prepared himself mentally, the oppressive ominous feeling still made Duke suffocate.

"Oh, you're awake... I was still thinking about some magic that can wake you up in advance without causing any harm. Unfortunately, all I know are large-scale destructive magic, and there is nothing suitable for this situation. Makes me very irritable."

Deathwing?

Duke turned his head and looked not far ahead... In fact, the moment he opened his eyes, he had already inspected it...

In the place that was empty just now, a group of black shadows quickly emerged out of thin air. A hooded figure was formed in just three seconds.

The pitch-black figure in front of him was a bit like a clumsy mirror image clone created by an unqualified mage. However, there will not be any avatar in the world that possesses such high-purity dark power, nor will there be an avatar that is full of the arrogance of the standard version of Long Aotian.

It has nothing to do with appearance, just the leaked dark energy that has turned into substance is enough to prove it.

The thing that may look like a human continues to change, like a high-speed 3D printer working, and the black shadow outlines a more complete figure.

A face emerged from the hood, a deep, handsome, confident man, a face that looked just like any noble born nobleman in Lordaeron...at least on the surface.

"Duke Marcus, are you okay? I have generally confirmed that you are not seriously injured. After all, it is not an easy task to control the strength of my big claws."

"It's still intact, but by the way, I went back and checked for any injuries. If I need to send my medical bills to you, where can I send them? Deathwing... sir?" Duke said with a smile. Responding to Deathwing.

The corners of the thin mouth were slightly raised, forming a stiff yet mean smile. Deathwing in human form asked with a smile, "Since you know who I am, it's easy to handle."