Stormwind Wizard God
Chapter 742: Dual

Chapter 742: Dual

The system AI scanned and the general situation came out. This is a comparative translation version based on the information Duke is familiar with:

Unknown Holy Sword

Bind when picked up

only

One-handed long sword

90-155 damage, speed 2.0

Attribute: Holy

Level: Artifact (low level)

Equipment requirements: Grand Magus, non-evil faction.

The attributes that are expected to be increased by the wearer are as follows:

+32 Stamina

+42 Agility

Equipment: Increases your physical attack’s critical hit level by 36.

Equip: Increases your critical strike rating by 50.

Equip: Increases attack power by 108.

Equipment Effects——

When hitting, it is possible to: launch a Holy Arrow to attack the target, causing 308~412 Holy damage to it, and an additional 100 Holy damage within 10 seconds.

Equip: Deals 10 points of holy damage to enemies that attack you with melee weapons.

Duke’s balls ached slightly as he looked at this sacred long sword that was long, pointed, almost like a rapier, and extremely dazzling.

It seemed like fate was playing a huge joke on him!

A divine weapon that had never appeared in history was placed in front of him.

Its super gorgeous attributes and special effects definitely beat all epic weapons in this era, and even beat other artifacts by several streets.

There is nothing wrong with 99% of its attributes. If it were taken out, most of the melee professionals in the world would go crazy for it.

The annoying thing about it is that the equipment requirement is actually a Sun Rising Mage!

What the hell is this?

A melee weapon for Archmage Antonidas?

It is true that mages can use one-handed swords.

Before the time travel, in the game, Duke also tried to tease his mage friend: Damn it, you have no mana, can’t you just rush up and use your staff to knock the boss to death?

But this holy longsword, which is clearly meant for sword-wielding combat thieves to exert its greatest effect, is actually limited to the Sunshine Mage.

Doesn’t this mean that Duke is asking Archimonde to stab him with his sword?

Such a small sword, used as a toothpick for Archimonde?

What kind of artifact is this?

Duke was used to hiding safely in the back while casting magic. When he found out that this meant he had to go into close combat, his whole face fell in an instant.

Anduin also knew how unreliable this sword was. He could only shrug and said helplessly: "I don’t know what happened! After the sword was broken, I went to Magni to reforge this sword. The result was like this. He insisted that this was the guidance of fate..."

Guidance of fate?

Damn your fate!

If I hadn’t changed your fate, you, Lothar, would have been dead thirteen years ago.

Lothar continued, "If it were someone else, I would definitely think Magni was crazy. But for you, I think this might be a special opportunity. Looking back, your melee talent is not bad. After all, you stabbed Sargeras with a sword and beat Deathwing..."

Duke couldn’t hear what Lothar said next.

Because he was already disheveled in the wind.

Duke is not afraid of death because he will be resurrected!

Duke always tried to stay as far away as possible from those who practiced dark magic and plundered souls.

You know, even though Archimonde looks like a melee fighter, he is actually better at using magic than most mages!

I still remember Archimonde’s Finger of Death, this unreasonable dark magic, could destroy everything in its path.

If he was hit by one, Duke’s soul would be corrupted in a moment. Even the soul healer Angel Sister who could only be seen after death could not save Duke.

This time, death is death!

But in the past, Duke had the image of a writing wizard and a fearless warrior.

ah!

Aren’t you a legendary hero?

Aren’t you Duke the Dragon Slayer?

You dare to fight Sargeras, but you don’t dare to confront Sargeras’s little brother Archimonde?

As Duke stands higher and higher with various great achievements, people will unknowingly have higher and higher expectations of you.

It’s like if a little scoundrel becomes a hero, people will praise you loudly. But even if a hero kills one evil dragon after another and saves countless people, people will only think of you first when the next evil dragon appears.

For a moment, Duke almost wanted to quit this job.

He has never been a true warrior. Even though he has traveled through time for so long and done so many earth-shattering things, he is still that ordinary college student at heart.

He can be resurrected even if he loses his moral integrity, and he can pay with courage at almost no cost.

No one knew that Duke had been avoiding demon warlocks or archdemons who were much stronger than himself because he was afraid of his soul being captured. For example, he had never faced the demigod warlock Gul’dan directly.

Moreover, this time, he was no longer facing an enemy of similar strength, but a demon commander who was far beyond his imagination...

Not only him, even Ilucia, who was secretly holding his hand, grabbed his hand back, clearly saying - don’t go, he is the demon commander, and dealing with him is something that only demigods should do.

But Duke still reached out.

Not the left hand that was being held down by Ilucia.

It’s the right hand!

He grasped the hilt of the unknown sword with his right hand.

He had a wry smile on his face: "I came here just to get some insurance. But I didn’t expect that this insurance would be me!"

Anduin took a deep breath. "You hesitated."

"Yes!" Unexpectedly, Duke did not deny it.

"I thought you were a fearless, courageous, inhuman monster."

Duke was silent.

However, Anduin came over, and in Varian’s eyes, which were a little expectant and a little disappointed, he patted Duke’s shoulder, and instead of facing Duke, he said to Varian:

"Varian, did you see that? A true hero is not a fearless madman! Even Edmund Duke, the great hero in your eyes, will still be afraid, worried, and hesitant... This is normal, because only those who behave like this are real people!"

Not only Varian, but even Duke had a look of surprise on his face.

Anduin continued, "This is a world-destroying threat. Who wouldn’t be afraid if faced with such an opponent? However, among ten thousand people, there will always be one or two who will stand up for various reasons. It may be for honor, or perhaps for responsibility, or for a variety of reasons. But none of these are important. As long as he makes the key choice at that critical moment, no matter whether he succeeds or not, at that moment, he is already a hero!"

Duke was stunned.

Varian took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Anduin, were you also scared when you went to Karazhan?"

"Of course! I was afraid too, but I had to go because behind me were your father and you, the kingdom, and millions of Stormwind citizens. And Medivh was one of my few childhood friends. So, I had to go. It’s no exaggeration to say that I became a hero because of my responsibility."

When I wrote this Chapter, I was also hesitant.

But I think such a protagonist might be more realistic, rather than being lofty and vain.

Although Duke really wanted to focus his attention on Calia and Ilucia first, Lothar was too eye-catching!

The handsome guy back then could not survive the passage of time. Lothar, who once had long flowing wavy hair... is now bald!

There was the Mediterranean Sea overhead, an extremely bright Mediterranean Sea. As soon as Duke opened the door, he was dazzled by it, even though he had spent 24k on it.

Please forgive me for my lack of moral integrity, or for my low sense of humour. Just when Anduin opened his arms to hug him, that bastard Duke actually squatted down with his hands on his stomach and laughed wildly in front of so many people.

There was embarrassment written all over the faces of everyone present.

If someone else did this, he would have been scolded long ago.

Who said this guy is Duke?

Although he is not very old, Duke came out too early and made achievements too early, so people tacitly assume that Duke is of the same generation as King Llane and Anduin.

The guards next to them also had strange expressions, as if they were trying not to laugh, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

Anduin paused for a second, then he rushed forward even faster. That wasn’t a hug! That was a standard wrestling grab!

Everyone seemed to hear the crisp sound of Duke’s bones!

"Help - murder - Anduin, you bastard! Put me down!" Anduin was very tall, his body size comparable to that of an orc warrior. The difference in physique, coupled with Duke’s deliberate letting him win, made the scene look as funny as it did a dozen years ago.

The onlookers all smiled.

In other words, only this kind of harmonious relationship can make them still believe in each other after losing contact for ten years. Even though Duke had never returned to Stormwind City before today after his return, Stormwind Kingdom still firmly supported Duke and cooperated with Duke’s actions.

The trouble was finally over.

Duke seemed to be put on the shoulders, but in fact he was dragged into the meeting room like a dead dog.

"Damn it! You’re still so strong!"

"Just be happy. I’m over sixty, and the only thing I can brag about is my strength." Anduin’s face was full of regrets about the unforgiving nature of time. In this era of material poverty, living past sixty is considered a long life.

Duke shrugged, "It’s better than just lying in a hospital bed, waiting to die with nothing to show for it."

Anduin glanced at Varian, who was shrinking his head, and then turned his attention back to Duke. "How come you still look like you were eighteen or nineteen years old?"

Duke stuck out his tongue. Am I going to reveal now that the Red Dragon Queen has granted me eternal life?

Anduin didn’t care: "Well, when I met you, people often said that I looked like a young man in his twenties. Now, it’s your world, the young generation!" After saying that, he deliberately glanced at Calia and Ilucia, who had never taken their eyes off Duke since he joined the team.

Anduin sighed secretly in his heart. Ordinary people can’t even find a noble ms. to marry, but Duke is so lucky. When Anduin heard that Duke formally rejected Jaina, he was not surprised at all. Because the news that Duke hooked up with Queen Calia and Sylvanas, who was about to become the queen, had already spread like wildfire.

Together with Miss Ilucia Barov, who is called the Marquis of Stormwind and actually controls the entire Southshore city-state and also hopes to re-establish her country, it is no exaggeration to say that Duke has offended the queens of three kingdoms at the same time.

In peacetime, this could be a war.

Fortunately, now that the Scourge has invaded and there is a powerful enemy at hand, no one is thinking about that.

Anduin rolled his eyes - at worst, when that bastard Duke wanted to run away from his marriage, Stormwind Kingdom would just protect him.

But now comes the important matter.

"Yes, Duke. Earlier today, there was a violent tremor in Dalaran. The court mage of Stormwind Kingdom deduced that some powerful being might have descended. You came here probably for this matter."

"Yes! Archimonde, the commander of the Burning Legion! He has just landed in Dalaran. He is now heading west and is expected to enter the Endless Sea from the Southshore or near the border of Gilneas. His target is most likely the Well of Eternity in Mount Hyjal on the Kalimdor continent!"

After that, Duke played the fragmentary footage he had recorded through Antonidas’s Mage Tower, and emphasized that the attacks of the Dawn-class mages were ineffective against Archimonde!

"Hiss!" The whole audience was filled with the sound of people gasping for air.

This guy who can easily destroy a city single-handedly... can he really be defeated?

In front of the super demon Archimonde, the worldly power and the combat power of mortals are a million times more ridiculous than those of ants.

Should we be thankful that Archimonde did not cause trouble for the Alliance directly after his arrival?

Or is this just the final countdown before the real doomsday?

Under the conference table, Ilucia, who was sitting on Duke’s left as Duke’s subordinate, secretly extended her hand to Duke. Duke did not refuse, and secretly held Ilucia’s boneless hand with his left hand.

Women are sensitive and especially need comfort during this period.

Duke immediately held her hand, which made Ilucia feel relieved and relieved. She couldn’t help but shout in her heart:

"Duke hasn’t forgotten me!"

"Duke hasn’t forgotten me!"

"Duke hasn’t forgotten me!"

On the opposite side, Calia seemed equally sensitive. She noticed the change in Ilucia’s expression, and from the movements of their shoulders, she vaguely felt their small movements under the table.

However, she was sitting here as a queen and could only purse her lips lightly and pretend not to feel it.

Let’s get back to business.

Varian was truly fearless. He raised his hand and said, "Is there nothing we humans can do?"

Duke said in a deep voice: "This is exactly why I came here. We already have an Ashbringer. But I still want to ask, what happened to Quel’Zalamm? Also, if you want to fight against Archimonde, is your body strong enough to support you to fight?"

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Anduin walked out of the conference room, and soon he came carrying a big sword that still emitted a soft golden light even with a huge scabbard.

At the conference table, under Varian’s excited gaze, Anduin pulled out Quel’Zalamu.

Shining with gold!

Shining brightly!

The sacred aura seemed to be substantial, coming towards him like waves. Looking at it, it was easy to recall the heroic figure of Anduin holding this sword and cutting through the thorns and destroying the orcs on the battlefield thirteen years ago.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

I always feel that this magic sword seems... a little narrow.

"Anduin, this is..."

"The sword has indeed been reforged, but after it was shattered, there was a long fragment that could not be put back together." After saying that, Anduin actually took out another long one-handed sword that also radiated a sacred glow.