Stormwind God

Tyrande was so horrified that Duke leaned on his face only ten centimeters away from her, and suddenly found that, like a frightened bunny, he subconsciously retracted.

Duke didn't let Tyrande go.

Alas, Tyrande took three steps back.

Alas, Duke pressed for three big steps.

In the end, Duke was even a standard niches, with his left hand against the wall and his right hand on his hips, directly pressing against Tyrande, who was already resting on the concrete wall.

one person.

An elf.

Their faces are so close that they can clearly feel each other's breathing.

Tyrande was a little bit angry: "Duke Marcus, now you are the high priest who threatens the goddess of the moon."

Duke had a shameless face: "Tyrand * Whisperwind, I tell you now that the mage never believed in gods."

"Are you going to be a traitor to Azeroth?"

"Don't give me a high hat. Your language induces a lot, but you can only fool the clans of the tribe. It's useless to me. You refused to answer from the beginning where the 100,000 Elves of the Night Elves are?"

"..."

"Did you really think that the Alliance's scouts are blind? After the three clans reached an agreement to form a coalition army, your night elves would use the excuse to evacuate civilians and evacuate most of the elves on the peak of Mount Hyjal. But they have always guarded the Holy Mountain. Of course, only the most elite Night Elf troops. Civilians are not allowed to go up the mountain unless they are special craftsmen. "

Tyrande pursed her lips and said nothing, staring at Duke's eyes, as if to see from the eyes of the human commander from the other side of the endless sea what cards he could play.

Duke didn't care.

He continued: "Let me guess that the original night elves have been prepared to follow the ancient vows of more than 9,000 years ago, and to sacrifice the entire family to protect the world tree. However, the orcs' performance in Ashenvale, and later The three faction alliances let you see a new hope. If you can use the deadly enemy of the tribe to keep the tree of the world and let the night elves continue to multiply, how good? If the tribe dies with the Burning Legion, then Better. "

Tyrande flickered slightly.

Even if she covers it well, unfortunately it cannot be hidden from Duke, who is almost physically close to her.

"So how can we do this? The tribe is not a fool, and the loss will naturally withdraw, after all, the orcs are not the native race of Azeroth. The only conclusion is that the night elves can look like 10,000 years ago The battle of the ancients is against the Burning Legion, once again. "

This time Tyrande was unable to control herself, her red lips opened and closed gently, like a fish screwed to the shore.

"You don't make nonsense nonsense."

At this time, in fact, Duke wanted to say, "Don't you really, I don't know the original Big Bang of Hyjal in history?" Directly bombed Mount Hyjal within a decade.

However, Duke never thought about it. He was very conservative and kept his vows. The night elves who made huge sacrifices for the sake of righteousness would play this trick.

What went wrong?

Or is there a huge shift in history?

Duke really said his answer after a bit of meditation at this time: "I also know that the reappearance of the upper elves has put you under a lot of pressure, but you have to save the world, Suffering to accept the upper elves to step solemnly into Mount Hyjal. "

In the history of the battle of Mount Hyjal, there were no high elves or blood elves. Just Jaina's Theramore human soldiers, of course, there would be no contradiction with the night elves.

Eight thousand years ago, the night elves exiled the high-level elves in the name of the blasphemer. Who would have thought that Duke had brought the Queen's blood elf ranger this time? This is obviously swollen after hitting his face!

When Duke spoke of it, Tyrande was already in tears.

However, Duke continued to use his magnetic voice, as if a monologue, to actually persuade Tyrande: "I think maybe our buildings that destroy nature and artillery are as exciting as the tribe that keeps chopping trees. Is it your druid? "

This is another unsolvable contradiction.

The night elves say that they play idealism, and the dwarves and dwarfs are all materialism.

While advocating for green peace, it is working on highly polluting industries.

Druids can see the dwarf's artillery pleasing to the eye, and then there are ghosts.

At this time, Duke's words had made Tyrande's sieve tremble.

Duke, took the final blow to Tyrande: "Desperately to give you pressure, preaching to kill all the unbelievable blasphemers and the murderers who killed Cenarius by the way, is it Fandal * Deer Helmet?"

This sentence is definitely a fatal blow.

Tyrande squirmed for a long time, and finally collapsed and said, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I never thought of harming my allies. I really didn't think about ..."

With her head down, her shoulders hanging down, and her own shoulders supporting Tyrande, the night elven tribe, now looks no different from a weak human woman.

The only difference was that she didn't cry even though tears were already swirling in her eyes.

"But when I think of the moment when our night elves are about to make a huge sacrifice. There is still a cruel new neighbor and a coalition that has accepted our exiles, and my heart can't calm down."

Tyrande suddenly straightened up. She lifted her chest and abdomen. From her bones, she felt righteousness with her hands and shots.

Duke involuntarily released his hand against the wall and took a half step back.

"Well, Lord Duke Marcus, I will answer your questions one by one! Your guess is only half right. But the explosion plan you said does exist! Since the battle of ancient times, the powerful guardian The power of the Dragon and the Five can't resist the invasion of the Burning Legion. Why should we believe that you more than 100,000 mortals can resist the devil's footsteps? Even the demons weakened by the magic circle! "

"Uh……"

"The power of the explosion is proportional to the number of souls sacrificed by the night elves. One hundred thousand elites are ready to sacrifice themselves to protect this beautiful world, but how can we endure, after the sacrifice, we are left Of people are bullied by cruel tribes, and beautiful forests are being wilfully cut down? So dare to ask, are we planning for the worst, is n’t it too much? Besides, I have n’t promised to implement the Vandal * Deer Helmet plan! "

At this moment, Duke suddenly understood the true way of the night elves, a little more kind than he thought.