Stormwind God

Duke's voice was low, and no third person heard him except Archimonde and him. .Fastest update

The old comrades who knew Duke for a moment did not understand that Duke was arrested for the meeting, but the heroes who did not understand Duke became frightened. The night elves and the tribe knew that the joint between the three factions was Duke, and the plan was Duke, and the commander or Duke.

Duke is the soul of this battle of Mount Hyjal.

If he hangs up shortly after the start, then the battle is over.

Here, Tyrande was ready to zoom in on the spot. Before her [Star Fall] was launched, the tribe's movement was faster, and Thrall gave a wink on the other side, and the roaring master's signature jumped out directly.

Grom * Hellscream raised [Blood Roar] high, ready to cut off Archmund's finger directly to save people.

The next second, Grom's face turned black.

Because he just jumped halfway and saw another Duke.

More than one person noticed Duke's animal, and actually held Sylvanas's long beautiful legs in one hand, allowing Queen Hsieh to sit on her shoulder, holding Jaina's waist in her other hand, and descending slowly with a slow fall technique.

Hmm, there is a mage hand next to him who is scolding him.

The reason for this is that Archimonde's powerful curse [Legion of the Legion] was a bit troublesome to be lifted by Mage Huiyue. His Duke was able to solve it all at once, so he stopped by.

The Duke caught by Ak was of course a clone.

The problem is that the hard-growing Grom doesn't know whoa!

Just in the air, Roaring Lord and Duke had a silent eye contact, first of all, a pair of bull-eye red eyes glared at Duke! Is that your phantom clone? Didn't you say earlier?

Duke returned with innocent eyes and you didn't ask! ?

Grom opened his eyes with half a bit of blood! Still thinking about repaying your life. I jumped for nothing! It's over, jumping up! Such a big mistake, I will hang in minutes with guys of this level.

Duke rolls his eyes! He has no time to deal with you!

Immediately, Lord Yeah knew why.

"Ahhh" Archimonde's sudden screams shattered almost everyone's eardrums.

Everyone heard the anger in the screams of the Demon Leader, because a golden light was coming out of his right hand.

At the beginning, it was just the leakage of the gap between the fingers. In less than a tenth of a second, it concentrated on the knuckle of the **** closest to the palm.

The next second seemed to freeze.

The cyan huge **** that is thicker than the bucket, the whole finger was cut intact, and the incision perfectly followed the shape of the joint, strictly only cutting off the muscles and skin.

But a broken finger is a broken finger!

Ten fingers connected to the heart, this is not a nonsense.

The pain in the heart was driving Madmond madly.

"Wow, ah, ah" With the roar, the entire space shook around, and the horror breath flowing from the demon commander caused the whole land to shake, even the houses that were not collapsed thousands of meters away, every wooden pillar They creaked and shook, and sawdust and sand rushed down.

At the same time, a terrifying coercion spread out in all directions.

This is not simply coercion.

Archimonde has no prestige for the burning twilight, the creator of purgatory, the polluter, etc.

At this moment, every hero who besieged Archimonde could not help but produce many illusions of terror.

This is not an illusion created by nothing. All the illusions come from the world destroyed by Archmund, from the last-minute painful remnants of each victim in life, and when they are forced to fall after their souls are captured. Despair wailed!

Not one and a half voices, but millions of shocks of despair and resentment forming together.

Archimonde made the most terrible weapon with this fierce martial art, which belonged to him only, in this form to show his demon commander's prestige.

The closer you are, the more you bear the brunt.

The tauren chief Kane holding a totem pole, his brown face was pale, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and a pair of large bulls' eyes were not attractive, apparently losing focus.

Kane, who had apparently stagnated his movements, was kicked by Ak directly, and his huge body suddenly rolled over a few times and fell into [Destruction Fire], rolling in pain.

The damage of the fire coincided with the instant of purgatory in his illusion, and he got deeper in the fearful illusion. If it wasn't for a large snow falling from the sky, the snow fell on his head, pouring him into a waking spirit and waking up from the hallucinations, maybe he was hurt more than that.

Kane looked a little blindly at the caster.

Because in theory he saved his Duke, he is still in a state of fear! What the **** is this?

Of course, Kane could not know, [Dread] in Duke, and the system elves helped to rescue the field! At this time, it is definitely two different things.

Unable to control that much, Kane spit a spit of blood on the ground and rushed up again on the spot.

When he was lost, the more determined Mograine and Turalyon were against this [fear] and dragged Archimonde.

After all, those who can resist fear or wake up early are few.

There was Kael'thas who cried out in fear, Kaplania who ran wildly out of control, and climbed even if he fell, and Thrall who wielded his arms in an attempt to fight against his unreal enemy.

In Jaina's heart, she saw countless dark enemies with teeth and claws, breaking the palace where she had lived since childhood, reaching out to tear open her gorgeous robe, and scratch her tender skin.

"No! No! Don't!"

I tried to open my eyes, but I couldn't open them, and my eyes were dark. Her seemingly strong heart was filled with fragility and helplessness. Jaina felt as if she were a lonely boat on the stormy sea, and she would capsize at any time and succumb to the boundless fear.

When people are under extreme fear, the most natural action is to seek their own life-saving straw.

Although she felt very weak, Jaina clearly felt that she had been holding something. At first she felt a little fuzzy, and soon she realized what she was holding.

It's Duke!

That's right! Duke!

The man she was destined to be unable to break free from him, even if he was unknowingly confused with him even after being divorced.

I have thought countless times that breaking free from the **** of this human strongest hero is a relief.

However, in the current moment of such an enemy, in the face of horrors beyond imagination, Jaina suddenly felt that it was a great happiness for a man to shield her from the wind and rain and give her a sense of security. Thing.