Stormwind Wizard God
Chapter 768: Who are you

Chapter 768: Who are you

Unlike most intelligent races, night elves are absolutely nocturnal creatures. Although their fellow high elves from the same lineage also have the magical gift of dark vision, night elves also have Shadow Meld which the high elves do not have.

At night, as long as the night elves remain still, the power of the Moon Goddess will make them disappear from the sight of mortal creatures.

Of course, this is just a visual deception, but it does not prevent the night elves from showing the Moon Goddess’ favor to the world.

There are five hundred temple guards, three hundred and fifty of them are night elf archers, and one hundred and fifty are the night elf’s characteristic soldiers - huntresses.

These female hunters rode on pure black night blade leopards that could also lurk in darkness and shadows, and held a special weapon called a whirling blade that was as big as a plate and had three sharp edges. This magical special weapon had the effect of rebounding when hitting an enemy, injuring nearby enemies and causing a group attack.

Tyrande herself was sitting astride a huge saber-toothed tiger with a white background and black stripes.

With a whistle, this squadron composed of elite guards of the Temple of the Moon left the top of Mount Hyjal at high speed.

Soon, they left the main road, and at this time the racial talents of the night elves were fully revealed.

In the mountains with complex terrain and rugged rocks, whether it is the elf archers on foot or the female hunters riding on the night blade leopards, they all move briskly. The ruggedness of the mountains cannot stop their pace at all.

Mount Hyjal was very large, and because of the mountain range, they had to go west to Felwood, then south to Ashenvale, before they could reach the eastern part of Ashenvale where Malfurion was. Even though they had outstanding mountain traversal abilities, they could not ignore the demons that appeared in the forest along the way. They cleared the demons while moving forward, and it took them thirteen days.

Then, they received bad news!

The demigod Cenarius was killed by the evil orc leader Grom Hellscream!

This news made Tyrande and the temple guards feel angry, sad and helpless.

Just now, Medivh said that the night elves should unite with the Alliance, which is mainly human, and the Horde, which is mainly orc, and then their own demigod was killed. This is really a slap in the face.

"High Priest! What should we do? Should we organize the troops and deal with the orcs first?" Tyrande’s confidant Melander was full of anger.

Tyrande shook her head: "No! According to the sentinels’ report, the wounds on Cenarius’ body are full of demonic aura. It must be a conspiracy of the devil. We can’t simply put the blame on the orcs. Have you forgotten about Queen Azshara?"

Queen Azshara, the earliest ruler of the elves, traced her royal power back to the ancient times 10,000 years ago. It was the queen’s corruption that led to the Burning Legion’s collusion with foreign enemies, which officially started the War of the Ancients over the Well of Eternity.

demon--

Burning Legion

This is the eternal pain of the night elves!

"The demigod Cenarius has not left us forever. The life form of a demigod is different from ours. He will return one day..." Tyrande comforted her subordinates in this way, but she developed a deep disgust for the orc race and secretly labeled them as ’untrustworthy’.

It is not easy to wake up Malfurion who is exploring in the Emerald Dream. It is impossible to wake him up by pouring water on him. Tyrande needs the Horn of Cenarius, but when Tyrande rushed to the corpse of Cenarius, she found that the corpse was surrounded by a group of Satyrs.

After a battle, Tyrande took back the horn, came to Malfurion’s hiding place, and used the horn to wake Malfurion up.

After sleeping in the Emerald Dream for thousands of years, Malfurion gave his body to the earth, shared the fate with the earth, and breathed the same air with the forest. It was this Malfurion who was finally awakened from the deepest dream by the familiar voice.

As soon as he opened his eyes and saw the beautiful face he had loved for thousands of years, his heart couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain. If it weren’t for the accident that happened in the battle ten thousand years ago, perhaps Tyrande and he would have fallen in love with each other.

Here, he wanted to express his inner love, but he had to suppress his emotions. There were many temple guards watching nearby, and he knew that Tyrande didn’t like to show her emotions in front of outsiders.

Unconsciously, the day dawned, and a dazzling but comforting heat suddenly appeared in front of them. This reddish heat warmed Malfurion’s body inside and out, reminding him of his childhood, when he was constantly learning to grow between heaven and earth.

Along with his brother Illidan...

Then before you know it, you fall in love with the same person...

Sadly, that has become a distant memory.

Malfurion sat up, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Wake me up, is there an emergency?"

Malfurion was not overly excited, and Tyrande was relieved. She replied in a delicate, elegant, and divine voice: "The Burning Legion has come again."

After Tyrande’s brief and concise narration, Malfurion understood what had happened and his own responsibilities.

"Then we need to awaken more druids. Unfortunately, they are sleeping in the caves underground."

Just as Tyrande was preparing to awaken more druids with Malfurion as planned, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Enemy!?" Tyrande and Malfurion clenched their weapons almost at the same time.

At this time, Melander came: "There is a very powerful human wizard outside who wants to see Master Yufeng. He claims to be Edmund Duke, the commander of the alliance from the Eastern Kingdom continent on the other side of the sea."

"He’s alone?" Malfurion was a little surprised.

"Yes, maybe he has absolute confidence in his own strength." After a pause, Melander emphasized: "Well, he didn’t bring a family emblem on his chest that was similar to the one that Rhonin wore that day, but it was more exquisite!"

Tyrande felt her heart beat violently. She exchanged a glance with Malfurion and said, "Let him come over."

Duke came in, walking briskly.

For the Alliance, the night elves are a very important component. Although each kingdom of the Alliance has its own problems, the problems of the night elves are relatively important.

After dealing with Grom Hellscream, Duke flew all the way here almost according to his memory of where Malfurion woke up.

However, he could never have imagined that with Rhonin as the outpost and Medivh’s information, the first time he saw Tyrande, the most beautiful night elf, she would draw her bow and arrow, point the tip of the arrow at him, and ask him in a sharp tone:

"Who are you!?"

Duke was confused.

Even though he is generous.

Even though he was used to big scenes.

He was completely confused by Tyrande’s sudden hostility.

He was very sure that his identity as the leader of the Alliance had been reported. From the moment he entered this area, Tyrande and Malfurion had not shown any hostile behavior.

It all started when Tyrande saw his figure and appearance clearly and suddenly became hostile.

This means that the blame lies entirely with him.

Moreover, Tyrande’s hostility triggered a chain reaction, and Malfurion and Tyrande’s guards around him directly drew their swords against each other.

Being pointed at by a nature staff held by a great druid and with more than a hundred sharp arrows, Duke couldn’t remain calm!

Duke is right to believe that Chun Ge will be resurrected!

That depends on who it is.

Facing the orcs’ muscular men, before Thrall changed his job to become a shaman as he did in history, Duke dared to shout "I will resurrect right here for you to see!" even if he was hacked to death a hundred times.

But Duke has two fears.

One is the fear of demons. If they die in a moment, even their souls will be imprisoned and enslaved, or their souls will be burned for a thousand years by lighting soul lamps.

The second is that he is afraid of a real charlatan! If someone like Malfurion believes in druids, and his soul is saved and returns to nature, Duke will not be able to see the fairy sister in the cemetery, which will be a tragedy.

Almost subconsciously, Duke raised his hands, beads of sweat oozing from the ends of his hair, and spoke in very standard Elven: "Wait! Did you make a mistake, sir?"

"No! No mistake! It’s you--" Tyrande’s breasts, so full that they almost burst through her breastplate, heaved violently, as if they would break the straps that held the breastplate together at any time.

Of course, Duke was in no mood to appreciate the beautiful view.

Malfurion next to him said, "Tyrande, you must be mistaken. It can’t be him."

Duke quickly went downhill: "I swear, this is the first time I see you two. If the Alliance has done anything to offend the night elves, I would like to apologize on their behalf."

There is no reason for there to be a conflict!

Even if there is, it is the alliance’s business!

We have to take the blame together!

In Duke’s mind, two pots have emerged: one is the big pot used in the cafeteria for hundreds of people, which almost requires a paddle to stir. Well, this is the alliance’s pot, no problem; the other is the small pot used by children when playing house, smaller than the palm of the hand. Well, this is his Duke’s pot, that’s it!

No matter how big the problem is, the entire alliance has to bear it.

What virtue do I, Durant, have to bear this inexplicable blame for the entire alliance?

Duke, the scapegoat, has made up his mind...

No matter what happens, I will never confess even if I am beaten to death.

Here, Duke froze.

On the other side, Tyrande was more like a young wife who had suffered a lot of grievances, her mouth moving and her slender body shaking constantly.

"It can’t be him! Humans don’t have eternal life. At best, he must be his descendant." Malfurion, who had already put down half of his staff, kept persuading him, "Besides, as one of Elune’s chosen, can’t you sense that this is really the first time he has seen you?"

Over there, Duke raised his hands in surrender and praised Malfurion in his heart: I am really wronged! This is my first time meeting Tyrande! As for this... eternal life, let’s not talk about it.

Tyrande pursed her lips and put down the bow in her hand dejectedly: "I’m... I’m sorry! I must have made a mistake! You can’t be him... He is a person from ten thousand years ago... I deeply apologize for the offense just now. Moreover, even if you are him, he has done a favor to me... to the entire night elves and even to the entire world."

Duke’s balls hurt.

What the hell is this?

Regardless of whether I am your enemy or not, is this your attitude towards a benefactor?

For a moment, Duke almost wanted to start cursing!

Unfortunately, the next moment, Duke was suddenly disheveled by the wind.

Wait, ten thousand years ago?

Isn’t that a matter of the War of the Ancients?

As a time traveler who was familiar with the original history, Duke knew the "future". Although this future had been messed up by him, Duke still knew a lot of things.

If we talk about the super event of the Ancient War ten thousand years ago, we have to mention a time-travel drama in the original history.

In the near future, Krasus, the orc Brox and others, due to an accident, inexplicably traveled back to the ancient times ten thousand years ago, and were forced to participate in the extremely famous ancient war surrounding the Well of Eternity.

It was during that battle that Kil’jaeden, one of the leaders of the Burning Legion, set his sights on the orcs because of the heroic performance of the orc hero Brox. This is why Kil’jaeden later found the orcs in Draenor and, under the premise that Azeroth had a magic circle to expel the leaders of the Burning Legion, he used the orcs who could avoid the magic circle to invade the world of Azeroth.

This incident is more like a huge closed loop, because people nowadays are messing around and changing the past history, and then the past history in turn affects the present.

If this is the case, the current situation can be explained clearly.

The most likely possibility is that the future Duke also participated in this time-travel drama for some unknown reason and went to ten thousand years ago. Then, on the premise of ensuring that the Burning Legion was defeated and driven away, he did something that was extremely unpopular with Tyrande personally, causing Tyrande to be extremely sensitive and excited when she saw the current Duke for the first time fifteen years after the Dark Portal!

All right! I am pretending to be awesome, and I will do it even if I cry and kneel.

So if my future self commits sins, will my present self have to pay for it?

If Duke was a true saint, maybe he would admit it now.

But who is Duke?

The mean college kid at heart!

Haven’t you heard of it?

Confess and be severely punished, or spend the rest of your life in prison!

Resist leniency and go home for the New Year!

What tricks?

Now I haven’t done anything!

I won’t confess even if you kill me!

Not only did Duke not recruit, he also directly used the moral integrity of Alonsus Faol, with a peaceful look on his face.

This time, Malfurion and the other guards were relieved. Filthy demons could not have such holy power.

However, Tyrande became more and more certain in her heart that Duke had some kind of mysterious connection with the him in her memory.

All of this was suppressed.

However, looking at the flushed face of Tyrande, Malfurion felt the pain again. Even if he didn’t want to admit it, he had to admit that it was all caused by a slight envy and jealousy.

Because he knew that this beautiful and graceful elf in front of him had always been the one he loved deeply. But because of that incident, she never really accepted his love in the next ten thousand years.

As Tyrande’s deputy, Melander has always been the most loyal to her boss, but at this moment, she is also confused.

If translated into Duke’s words, her feeling now is: Wow! Such a huge amount of information! Your circle is really messy, the 10,000-year version?

Isn’t it?

In the thousands of years before the War of the Ancients, outsiders believed that Tyrande would definitely choose one of the two Stormrage brothers. But after the War of the Ancients, both Tyrande and the Stormrage brothers were very secretive about the incident and refused to talk about it.

After that, Tyrande began to distance herself from the brothers.

You know, originally the two of them didn’t need to notify anyone when they wanted to enter the Temple of the Moon Goddess.

Anyway, it’s written all over Melander’s face - I’m helpless too!

However, this gossipy love triangle that has been going on for thousands of years seems to have made new progress? Could it be that the one who destroyed their relationship is the ancestor of this seemingly powerful alliance commander in front of him?

The night elves are a very closed society. Although the number of night elves exceeds one million, after ten thousand years, what gossip has not spread?

Not only Melander, but even the seemingly loyal temple guards around her secretly pricked up their ears, their gossipy souls were also burning!

Tyrande glared with her almond-shaped eyes and swept in all directions!

Immediately, every archer and huntress lowered their eyes, not daring to meet his gaze.

Tyrande bowed deeply and said, "I’m sorry, Lord Edmund, you were frightened by a misunderstanding. This is my fault as the leader of the night elves. If you think you need any compensation, please feel free to ask."

Leaning over is the most attractive angle for women. Because of gravity, the temptation will be infinitely magnified.

Fortunately, Duke has seen too many things like Mount Hyjal that are the result of long-term archery training. After all, the three Windrunner sisters in his family are all female rangers, and two and a half of them have already been eaten.

Finally, he developed some immunity, otherwise Duke would not have dared to look at it before.

At this moment, Duke, who seemed to be a gentleman, showed his true qualities as an actor. He smiled in a chic manner and said, "Lord Yufeng, your words are too harsh. Since it is a misunderstanding, there is no offense. Now that we are facing the great enemy of the Burning Legion, shouldn’t we put aside our differences and cooperate sincerely? That’s why I am here."

Duke’s Aegwynnnimity made many night elves secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Duke’s next words elevated his image infinitely: "If you must make some compensation, I hope you can forgive the Horde for accidentally killing the demigod Cenarius. After all, it was a conspiracy of the devil."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hearts of every night elf in the audience seemed to be grabbed by two invisible hands and torn in half.

Even though Tyrande said that Cenarius was not truly dead, she would be furious to see such a strong man of her own killed by the orcs when the enemy was at hand!

Many elves were so excited that they almost raised their weapons again.

Tyrande stretched out her hand to stop her men from moving.

Tyrande raised her head, her delicate chin slightly tilted up, her eyes filled with complex light: "I have met your student Rhonin. If his description is correct, your Alliance, which is mainly human, and the Horde, which is mainly orcish, should have been mortal enemies before this, right?"

"That’s right!" Duke admitted frankly, "Since the Dark Portal opened fifteen years ago and the Horde invaded Stormwind Kingdom, the southernmost kingdom in the Eastern Kingdoms, which is also my homeland, the Alliance and the Horde have never truly reconciled. No less than five million of our fellow humans died at the hands of the brutal orcs as they burned villages and massacred cities. It’s no exaggeration to say that there is a blood feud between the Alliance and the Horde."

"and you..."

Duke changed the subject and said, "In fact, from the past to now, the Horde has had four great chiefs. The first three chiefs, Blackhand, Orgrim, and Ner’zhul, all died in front of me. Even if I was not the mastermind, they all died because of me!"

If the scene wasn’t so serious, some of the beautiful night elves might have burst out laughing.

This scene is so strange and discordant.

An Alliance leader who had killed three great chiefs and had a blood feud with the other side actually pleaded for the enemy?

However, Tyrande and Malfurion couldn’t help but straighten their chests and tighten their stomachs, standing in awe. They were waiting for Duke’s answer!

"Maybe it sounds contradictory, doesn’t it? But whether it is the Alliance or the Horde, no matter which side of us wins in the end, it will only change the dominant race for the planet Azeroth. But if the Burning Legion wins, then the planet Azeroth will be completely destroyed." Duke’s words were sonorous and decisive.

This is the relationship between small contradictions and the biggest contradiction.

In the face of such major issues as the survival of the planet, the deaths of hundreds of millions of people in the past fifteen years are just minor contradictions that are not worth mentioning.

What is the big picture?

This is the big picture!

Duke’s words made Tyrande feel ashamed! You know, two weeks ago, she actually wanted to resist the Burning Legion led by Archimonde with the strength of the night elves alone! ?

Compared with Duke’s determination to join forces with his mortal enemy for the greater good, her previous thoughts were so insignificant and humble.

At this time, Malfurion placed a hand on the triple-carved shoulder armor on Tyrande’s left shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Even humans can have such awareness, we night elves can’t be too stingy. Besides, after the last war, we spent a full nine thousand years and still haven’t completely healed the wounds of the earth."

The scars of the earth... this is the greatest pain in the hearts of the night elves who mainly believe in druidic teachings.

Tyrande nodded vigorously, then strode towards Duke with her head held high. She held out her hand and said, "I heard that you humans hold hands as a symbol of friendship and unity. Then I think that in this great crisis, we night elves, the Alliance, and even the Horde should work together."

"Yes!" Duke held Tyrande’s hand tightly.

This is a historic handshake!

In the eyes of later historians, this was also a handshake that foreshadowed the night elves joining the Alliance.

Once the tone is set, everything else will be easy.

"Yes, I haven’t asked yet, Edmund, why are you here this time?"

"Don’t be so formal. Call me Duke. I’ll get used to it."

Well, my surname is actually Du, not Ma.

"Well, Duke..."

Duke briefly spoke about what he knew about the Burning Legion, and finally highlighted his goals.

"You said that the strongest minion of the Scourge, the Death Knight Arthas who killed his father, destroyed four kingdoms and half of Lordaeron, came to Kalimdor alone?"

If someone is too nice to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief!

As he matured, Duke had a better understanding of what diplomacy between countries and between forces required.

Before the time travel, Premier Zhou proposed a very good idea - seek common ground while reserving differences.

As long as they adhere to this principle and have the same enemy and reconcilable goals, it will be a natural thing for the night elves to join the Alliance.

Now Duke proposed to kill Arthas. At first, Tyrande and Malfurion didn’t feel anything. However, when Duke said, "We have evidence that Arthas is using the magic weapon Skull of Gul’dan made by Gul’dan, one of the culprits of the first and second Dark Portal, to pollute and destroy Felwood," the two night elf bosses could not sit still.

No one was more worried about the situation in the forest than the night elves. When they came, Tyrande had already had her sentinels kill a lot of Satyrs, but those demons seemed to be endless.

If the invasion of the Burning Legion was not imminent, Tyrande would definitely turn back to Mount Hyjal and mobilize troops to wipe out the entire Felwood!

Now, with the spoiler from Duke, they finally understood the root cause.

Tyrande gritted her teeth, looking as if she wished she could let the white tiger under her mount tear Arthas to pieces.

Malfurion was even more exaggerated. The surging natural force from his body made his long hair and beard float in the air. If his hair and beard were golden, he would definitely be more Golden Lion than the Lion King.

The temple guards were not unscathed in the recent days of exterminating demons. Thinking of their sacrificed sisters, Melander and other elves were furious.

Tyrande asked: "Do you know where Arthas is?"

Duke shook his head. "As the main leader of the Scourge, we noticed Arthas as soon as he disappeared from the front line of the Eastern Kingdoms. Unfortunately, I had already arrived in Kalimdor at that time and could not track him further. We could only rely on the Alliance Archmage who was nearby to sense Arthas’s arrival in Felwood based on the spatial fluctuations."

Duke is bullshitting.

He just relied on his knowledge of the plot and guessed the general idea.

What if Arthas doesn’t show up?

Anyway, every region now covers thousands or tens of thousands of square kilometers. It’s not his fault that he can’t find such a large area.

What if you find it?

That would be a lot of fun.

Another thing is that if Arthas is defeated, there will be no need to attack Icecrown Citadel again to fight Arthas, the Lich King.

How much easier!

"Then we will also..." Tyrande was about to say that the night elves would also help, but suddenly realized that she still had important things to do, so she had to change her words: "I left Mount Hyjal this time to awaken the druids sleeping in Ashenvale and other places. They are an indispensable force in the upcoming holy war on Mount Hyjal. So we..."

Duke smiled and expressed his understanding: "It doesn’t matter, our goals are not conflicting. We are just planning to send a few strong men into the Felwood Forest to try our luck." After that, Duke handed over a list.

Before the signs of the Burning Legion’s arrival appeared, the closed night elves would not like outsiders to enter.

Since we now have the Burning Legion as a common enemy, leaving aside the prominent backgrounds of those people on the list, allowing a few humans and elves to enter the Felwood Forest is really not a big deal.

Tyrande breathed a sigh of relief. "That shouldn’t be a problem. With just the few of you, aren’t you worried that you won’t be able to deal with Arthas, the cruel villain?"

Duke’s eyes flashed fiercely: "You should be worried about whether he will run into us."

The confidence in his words made Tyrande and other elves feel a chill in their hearts, and then they were delighted.

In any case, a strong ally is always more reliable than a useless teammate.

In fact, Duke was also laughing in his heart. If the course of fate had not collapsed, the next step would be the appearance of the famous "egg" - Illidan Stormrage.

In Azeroth, there are many famous heroes whose fall makes players sigh.

They may all have good backgrounds, or could have become heroes or saviors, but due to fate, they turned to the dark side.

This was the case with the former Paladin Prince Arthas.

The same was true of Prince Kael’thas in history.

Illidan, who will appear next, gives Duke a similar feeling. But unlike the previous two characters, Illidan is not an absolutely positive character from the beginning.

Illidan is the twin brother of Malfurion Stormrage. Like his older brother, the two grew up together as childhood sweethearts with the priestess Tyrande Whisperwind thousands of years before the War of the Ancients.

Unlike his brother Malfurion, Illidan had no patience for learning druidic teachings, even though both brothers were taught by the demigod Cenarius. Cenarius believed that Illidan was not yet suitable for direct contact with the mysteries of nature, so he stopped teaching him directly and suggested that he learn from Malfurion.

This decision made Illidan feel frustrated and humiliated, and for the first time he felt the pressure from his brother.

Finally, Illidan decided to focus on the mainstream arcane magic of the night elves at that time, and achieved very good results. He had amber eyes, which were rare among the night elves before the split, which was generally considered a good omen for future achievements, although Illidan had not shown any superiority to ordinary people at that time. But what he didn’t know was that this was a prophecy from an unimaginable ancient era millions of years ago.

Illidan was obsessed with arcane magic and gradually learned deeper spells. But to his disappointment, the night elf mage force, the Moon Guard, did not accept him because he had learned high-level magic.

However, Illidan still decided to become the kind of hero his people expected in order to win the heart of the beautiful Tyrande, whom his brothers also fell in love with.

His chance had come. It was the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, which was enough to destroy all of Azeroth. The Burning Legion had corrupted the powerful Xavius ​​and seduced the Highborne Queen Azshara. The Queen opened a huge portal to welcome the demon army, and the situation on Azeroth was in a desperate situation.

At this time, Illidan played a beautiful infernal affairs. He pretended to obey the demon lord Sargeras, and then analyzed the magic of the high elves with his brother and reversed it. All the demons in Azeroth were thrown back into the twisting void by the suction generated by the portal, and its collapse also led to the explosion of the Well of Eternity.

He could have been a hero, but his stubbornness in building a second Well of Eternity, attacking a group of night elves, and killing a night elf noble who had made outstanding contributions led to him being sentenced to imprisonment - life imprisonment!

If it were a human being, with a life sentence or something like that, no matter how young you were, you would die after just a few decades.

But Illidan was a night elf! He was sentenced to life imprisonment even though he had just been blessed with eternal life! For the next ten thousand years, Illidan Stormrage lived alone in a deep underground prison, guarded by the Warden Maiev Shadowsong herself.

Anyone who spends too much time in prison will be filled with resentment, let alone a prison term of 10,000 years...

It’s a miracle that he didn’t turn into a madman!

Anyway, Duke didn’t understand why Tyrande in history thought that thousands of years of living together could outweigh the resentment of ten thousand years of imprisonment, and was so stupid as to release Illidan.

Since Duke could not change the fact that Illidan had been imprisoned for 10,000 years and his psychology had been extremely distorted, Duke did not intend to stop this from happening. After all, Illidan’s so-called subsequent corruption had little to do with the Alliance.

Moreover, most of Illidan’s actions were to chase after the Scourge, and then turn around to attack the Burning Legion. Well, I seem to have dug up the ancestral graves of the Draenei, but what does this have to do with the current Alliance?

Moreover, from ancient times to the present, the most powerful people in history are traitors. Illidan was so active in killing the Burning Legion when he was a traitor! He was even more aggressive than the Vanguard!

Didn’t you see that later on, under the general trend, even the Alliance accepted the warlocks who wielded demonic powers, the whitewashed death knights and demon hunters?

If Duke killed Illidan before he mastered the demonic power and became a demon hunter, regardless of whether Tyrande and Malfurion would be furious, Duke would be in great pain just because there would be no demon hunter in the future.

What’s more, if Illidan doesn’t turn evil, how will Duke have the chance to go to the Black Temple to get the Twin Blades of Azzinoth in the future?

Thinking back to the time before the time travel, when the pure and innocent Duke was the leader, that red hand! This Double Blades of Azzinoth commonly known as the ’Egg Sword’ was so popular that every thief and warrior in the group had one. In the end, no one wanted it, so even he, a mage, got one.

Then Duke went to Ironforge, where most players gathered, and traded with any poor thief he saw, and put the artifact on the trading column for people to see. He dazzled the titanium dog eyes of those poor black thieves!

"Bitch!"

"How dare you, a mage, steal equipment from thieves?"

I still remember the regional channel was filled with curses, and then after Duke typed, the whole world went silent—

"My group is so popular! Even mages can pick up the Egg Sword and play with it. If you want an Egg Sword and are a good rogue, please PM me!"

The next moment, Duke’s private chat was flooded with messages.

Under the temptation of the artifact, even the main thieves of the Dead Water Guild, which was once the mortal enemy of the Duke Guild, came to lick their boots.

That feels so good!

Ahem! I’m getting off topic!

Anyway, Duke has basically achieved his purpose this time, which is to make himself a familiar face.

Then Tyrande asked: "I wonder how many troops the Alliance can send to resist the Burning Legion this time?"

Duke raised his left and right hands, holding up ten fingers. "I heard that the mountain road on Mount Hyjal is narrow, so I only plan to send 50,000 mechanized mountain divisions to help defend the mountain. In addition, there will be 80,000 troops to cut off Archimonde’s retreat after he enters Mount Hyjal to prevent more demons from the Burning Legion from attacking the mountain."

Tyrande nodded. She was very satisfied with this number. Although she didn’t understand what a mechanized mountain division was, the number of 130,000 troops was just right for the night elves.

Most of the immortal races are not those with strong fertility. It is true that the entire race of night elves has millions of people, but they are distributed in many regions.

From Feathermoon Fortress on Thandol Island in the southwest of the continent to the vast Ashenvale, Felwood Forest, Mount Hyjal, and Teldrassil Island across the sea. Even though the night elves claim to be a nation of soldiers, the number of elite troops that can actually be assembled on Mount Hyjal is only about 300,000.

After all, that is the famous Burning Legion. It would be great if the Alliance and the Horde could share the losses!

"Well, Duke, the oracle that Elune told me is that the vanguard of the Burning Legion will be in Aesir in about a week. By then, I hope to see the army of the Alliance."

Duke saluted and said, "In fact, our troops have already begun to arrive. We will be the first and second lines of defense against the Burning Legion."

Tyrande was a little surprised by Duke’s words, but she was delighted immediately. She was a little worried whether she could wake up all the sleeping druids before the Burning Legion arrived. Now that the Alliance was so loyal and took the lead, it was definitely a big benefit for the night elves.

Tyrande bowed deeply this time: "Then on behalf of all living things in this world, I would like to thank the Alliance first."

After meeting Tyrande, Duke teleported directly to the beach in the Azshara area, where someone naturally built a teleportation array for Duke.

Duke couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief after coming out of the magic circle. Fortunately, the membrane of this world is still very strong in suppressing demons. Most demons of lord level or above cannot be teleported from one corner of Azeroth to another at will, otherwise the Alliance and the Horde would have no chance to play.

Wait for death!

Looking west from the Broken Shore of Azshara to the Bay of Storms, it is an extremely busy scene. Looking from afar, if you say that it is the famous Normandy Landing in Second War on Earth, Duke will believe it.

Duke’s early arrival in Azeroth has resulted in an explosion of black technology, which is now fully revealed!

There were countless huge steel ships.

From afar, countless chimneys were emitting black smoke.

If you look closely, you can easily see that almost every warship is a steel behemoth made of thick iron sheets and large rivets the size of fists.

From the huge black holes at the stern, strange rectangular boats were pulled out and quickly rushed onto the beach. One after another, extremely heavy steam tanks followed the road reinforced by the mages with Turning Sand into Stone, drove onto the beach, and entered the main road from Azshara to Ashenvale.

In the ruins of Eldaras near the main road, small teams of Alliance professionals can be seen everywhere. With the assistance of the junior mages of Dalaran, they are clearing out the wronged souls in the ruins, the surrounding Nagas, and various messy low-level demons, paving the way for the army’s advance.

Suddenly, a voice came: "Hey, Duke, I thought you were obsessed with the high priest of the night elves and refused to come back."

Duke bared his teeth. There were not many guys who could tease him so unscrupulously.

Unfortunately, Sylvanas is one of the few.