Stormwind God

Chapter 1003: Self-cultivation of an actor

Kil'jaeden is the big head of the day, and he has no time to circle with Duke. Anyway, Duke is 'the man himself', and he opened the door directly to see the mountain: "This time, I want to give you a task. You go to one called On the planet of Azeroth, open a portal for the legion to allow the entire legion to pass. As long as you are done, you can not only bind your soul to the twisted void, but also pick one from my collection as yours. family heirloom."

When Duke heard it, he was so happy that he flew out of his chest.

Nima, it was finally determined that Nozdormu's **** had not sent him at the wrong time. It is indeed on the eve of the ancient war 10,000 years ago, and if there is no miscalculation, it is likely that he took the amused position of Mannoroth ...

Happy and happy, Duke showed another trait: "Guaranteed to complete the task! There is only one small problem ..."

"You ask, I don't necessarily answer." Kil'jaeden showed enough arrogance.

"I want to ask, my lord, is your reward sent out the moment I open the portal." Duke rubbed his hands, his face filled with eagerness, like the most greedy goblin.

This time, Duke's desire was not pretended.

According to normal history, at least ten years later, I had the opportunity to overthrow Kil'jaeden and grab his mother!

I didn't expect that now there is a chance to get Dandan's collection in advance, Duke would not blame.

This undisguised greed made Kil'jaeden greatly admire: "Oh! The Burning Legion never regrets the reward of the heroes, as long as the portals you open are large enough and stable, as the main force of the First Fleet of the Burning Legion After entering Azeroth, what about my three treasures? "

"So, what's the point?"

Kil'jaeden seemed to be satisfied with the interview. He waved his hand and raised a fiery wind in the room. If the dark power around Duke's body was weaker, Duke was now A scorched corpse.

"You have my promise. Go ahead and rest. You also need to adapt to the surge of power in your body. My deputy will tell you the details tomorrow."

Duke bowed deeply to Dancai boy Dan Dan and stepped back.

Almost as soon as Duke stepped down, the Ereda Gemini appeared on two high platforms suspended in midair.

"What do you think?" Kilgardamp didn't smile, and every breath twitched a massive flame.

"Smart, keen, fierce, visionary, and city, if he is the Eredar family, then he must be an excellent demon." Oresses said first.

"It's important to note that he is greedy. I feel that he has a near-distorted attachment to the best gear. Giggle!" Queen Saloras gave a sweet chuckle.

"Not only that, although he covered up well and never dared to face our sisters, but I'm sure he wanted to enslave our sisters!" Oleses also chuckled.

"Haha! Hahaha!" Kil'jaeden laughed wildly, his laughter was so loud and so horrifying that he actually shattered the decorations on the hall and the stone pillars hanging from the top of the hall, crackling down to In the lava pool, old high magma droplets splashed.

Ereda twins bowed at the same time, with a charming smile on their faces.

"Those inferior races that destroyed us have called us demons! Since they are demons, what is wrong with greed? What is wrong with destruction? What is wrong with trying to occupy everything in the world? Remember that the wrong will never be Desire, the only mistake is that you do n’t have enough power to satisfy your desires! Hahahaha! "

Gemini's head is lower.

They have determined that their owners are very fond of the new lords from the inferior race of Infernal Affairs.

However, as a demon commander who is good at conspiracy, Kil'jaeden never regrets generous rewards, as long as you can fulfill his extremely demanding requirements ...

Besides, how could a devil put all his eggs in a basket?

Over there, exit from the interview room.

Under the guidance of a succubus, Duke first rejected the invitation of the succubus girl to spend a wonderful night together, and then returned directly to the suite arranged for him.

In the sci-fi-filled living room, he saw the restless Grom * Hellscream.

"Infernal Affairs ... Master!" Obviously it was acting, never a roar of a qualified actor, shouting that "Master" extremely obscurely.

Duke answered coldly, proudly: "Pippi shrimp! I know you never admit me! Don't admit that I am your master! It doesn't matter, I will make you kneel down under my power with all your heart! No matter what! What do you want to ask, I do n’t have that time to answer you. Now I have received the task from Lord Kil'jaeden, one of the highest commanders of the Burning Legion, to go to Azeroth. If you have any questions, go to Azeroth. "

After all, Duke fleeted his sleeves and left aggressively. With the left hand pressed on the spherical button next to the door of the room, the glass-shaped sphere emitted a green light, and then the door of the bedroom opened, and Duke stepped in.

The door closed, and Duke floated out a sentence: "I'm going to rest, don't disturb me until Lieutenant Kil'jaeden comes."

The door seemed to be slow but closed quickly.

Leaving a thoughtful Grom in the middle of the hall, he looked dazed, but in his heart there was already a stormy sea.

Back to Azeroth?

Is anyone here watching?

But doesn't this mean ... Duke is all right?

He is all right! ?

I'm contaminated with such a bit of diluted blood of the devil and I'm crazy. He has absorbed such a large amount of evil energy, but still keeps himself?

Grom stood with his right hand stroking his left chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, savoring the bitterness that entangled his lips, suddenly looking up at forty-five degrees, staring at the twisted void outside the porthole.

His throat murmured, "It's so uncomfortable to be gracious!"

Grom is no longer young, although in the eyes of his compatriots, he is a great hero whose name is engraved on the new hero monument of Orgrimmar, a living legend.

Only he felt that he had mistakenly set an example and encouraged everyone to drink the blood of the devil, and he was not worthy of the word 'big hero'.

Thinking back to Mannoroth, I survived Duke's rescue. After that day, I had a very mysterious feeling, not only escaped the curse of a doomed tragedy, but also seemed to break the noose of fate.

It was an obscure perception of fate.

He had the instinct that he had never been wrong in his life to tell him that this was correct.

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