Stormwind God

The heads of anger are angry!

Oh no, Duke was angry!

Demigod's wrath is terrible.

Duke yelled on the spot, and he was going to seize Vanessa, let alone thirty-seven-one, hit the big board on the fart first.

"Giggle! What evil way, obviously you want to be crooked by the Duke of Beasts!" Facing Duke's swoop, Vanessa was an extremely clever short body, slipping like a slime, and flashed easily.

[Qiang Yin] Plus [Sprint], she ran out.

Unless Duke wants to be real, don't try to catch a heroic thief who runs away.

"You wait for me! Don't let me catch you!" At the gate, Duke issued a negative dog-like declaration like a big villain.

The next second, Duke's face settled as if he had petrified magic in his pose, because he suddenly noticed that beside the door, his other maid, Solan Lian, was standing with impeccable looks, standing sternly There, just smiled.

"Uh ... this, it's rude. Sorry."

"The host doesn't need to apologize to a little maid." Solanlian nodded slightly and smiled.

Duke glanced up and down Soranlian and found that the star surgeon was business as usual, and could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why, master, do you want me to cut the skirt a few inches like other girls, or open the neckline a few inches, and then secretly put on the so-called tiebreaker **?" The smile indicated was even stronger.

"Come on, please don't!" Duke's face broke.

"I'm so happy, it seems to have become the master of the mage demigod, and it is still the gentleman of the past." Solanlian seemed a little excited.

Duke was a little hesitant and wondered if she should tell her that before he crossed, the gentleman had become synonymous with metamorphosis.

Duke held up his amount: "I am also very happy, at least there is a normal woman around me."

"Never mind, my family also spreads the message, hoping that I can successfully conceive your child," said Sorianlian, calmly.

"Oh!" Duke sprayed.

"Is this an accident? In Quel'Thalas, civilians without magical qualifications always want to give their daughters to noble mages. As long as they can give birth to a man and a woman with mage qualifications, they earn it. In the eyes of the high elves, Only by being able to change magic can you change your destiny and have the chance to become a superior. Even the noble nobles will hope to marry other great magician families so that future generations can have a greater chance to become members of the Silver Moon. Please note that even if After His Majesty Sylvanas Windrunner ascended the throne, the ethos remained deep-rooted in the blood elves. "

After Solanlian whispered, Duke more or less understood why the elf girls suddenly became feverish.

The vein of the high elves was originally a magical madness. After being split from the night elves, he was respected by the Lord for eight thousand years. Even if the Kingdom of Sin'dorei is now a ranger in power, how can the custom of 8000 years be changed.

But Duke couldn't figure out what the queen was thinking.

"What about you? What do you think?" Duke asked horribly.

"I don't know. Maybe at that moment, I won't refuse."

Do not refuse, not necessarily willing.

"Is it Kael'thas' relationship? Well, I haven't followed him for a long time."

"Please do n’t get me wrong, my lord. From the moment I swear allegiance to you, I have nothing to do with Kael'thas. He is more like a beautiful vision of my childhood, destined to be impossible Dream. I have accepted my destiny, and now I am doing well. "

After a moment's pause, Soranlian continued: "Of course, if my lord wants me to kill Kael'thas, I will do it. After all, it's estimated that Kael'thas has committed it. An unforgivable sin for the Alliance. It's just that I think he might hesitate when I start. "

Duke was a little surprised and relieved.

This is human nature, this is a flesh-and-blood Solan Lian, not the one that only stays in Duke's impression. It should have only appeared in the Storm Fortress. There is no background story at all, as if the paper man is a boss. Solan Lian.

"Thank you for your frankness." Duke smiled, waved his hands, and ran to find Queen Nozomi on his own.

Looking at Duke's back, Soranlian seemed to be lost in confusion and contemplation ...

On the other hand, maybe there is no harm without contrast.

When Thrall fighting in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj learned the news from the Alliance through the undead thief messenger, the expression on his face was wonderful: "What? There is no big loss over there, and he cleared up the other leaders of the temple of Ahn'Qiraj, Waiting for our tribe to finish while resting, and then besieging Sunn together? "

At this time, Orgrim came to Thrall, his voice was booming: "There is no need to tangle, Thrall, as a chief warrior, figure out what can be done and what can be done. If you realize that, you are a great chief. "

Thrall sighed: "It's not enough to be" excellent "!"

In peacetime, a good leader is generally enough to close the gap with the country that is a competitor.

Unfortunately, this is a wartime period, and any small gap is likely to be infinitely enlarged.

The original tribe is less powerful than the alliance, and finally managed to accept the power of the forgotten, slightly narrowing the gap with the league's top combat power. Suddenly there was news that the alliance commander Duke Marcus was promoted to demigod. In comparison, the weaker Ahn'Qiraj ruins on the tribe side suffered heavy losses. It was really more deadly than popularity.

Although the forgotten person is dead, the dead cannot die a second time.

If it is done again, then the true form and spirit are gone. Even Anastrian, the leader of the Forgotten, couldn't find a good way.

Even if the loss is an undead warrior turned into a second-tier chief and a Lich turned into a former Yinyue MP, that is a great loss.

In fact, the Sun King is also gloomy.

After being severely expelled from the Eastern Kingdoms by the Alliance, the Forsaken lost their steady source of strength. After originally counting on the Horde, Thrall could get Thrall to allow the Forsaken to resurrect the new Forsaken from the tribal warriors who died.

Who knew Thrall started to believe in nature and firmly rejected him. Not only that, even Orgrim, who is theoretically a **** under his subordinates, is also standing by Thrall.

Anastrian's eyes were even colder. Fortunately, he is a dead man. Whenever he is filled with shadow energy, his body will not be further corrupted with dark taste.

No one noticed the change in his gaze.

At this time, Orgrim patted Thrall's shoulder vigorously: "Don't think too much, the tribe should do its own thing first. We must first make no mistakes ourselves before we can see the real opportunity."