Stormwind Wizard God
Chapter 777 - 922

Chapter 777: 922

What?

what happened?

No one, be it Turalyon holding a telescope, or the Alliance officer who was observing the enemy in the mirror through farsighted magic, or even the Burning Legion itself, reacted at this moment.

The next moment, a black gas suddenly rose from the center of the island, covering the entire sky and turning it into darkness. Then the black cloud stopped at the highest point and smashed down on people’s heads.

Rotten Bee Swarm!

A very signature skill.

But different dreadlords have different interpretations. They are obviously dark creatures full of chaos and terror, but they are played with all kinds of tricks under the manipulation of that one person.

Those dark creatures and insects that would devour everything in their path actually attacked Razzak’s back at high speed along the designated Road like ribbons.

This is what we must save when attacking the enemy.

The attack came very quickly, and even had a slight spatial disruption ability. If the one flashing behind the lich, Reki, was a real mage, then he would only have two choices:

Either give up further attacks and focus directly on reopening the space gap and flashing away again.

Or he could continue the attack, but he would most likely have to pay with his life for the sneak attack.

The one who took action was naturally Anetheron, the dreadlord of the Burning Legion.

He thought he had calculated it accurately. It was beyond his imagination that someone in the alliance would dare to use the decapitation tactic at this time, but he was not in a position to remedy the situation.

If the mysterious mage hero is delayed for just a moment, the Burning Legion will be able to react and skin him alive as a sacrifice.

He also didn’t think a mage’s physical damage could be that high.

Moreover, Razzak was not a living creature, so a piercing of the chest was not a fatal injury. Although Anetheron looked down on Razzak, he still had to admit that this lich was quite capable.

No matter how weak you are, you can still fight back.

Anetheron was wrong.

Razzak...really didn’t react at all.

"Damn it! Even a pig would scream if it were stabbed with a sword. This fellow..."

Anetheron could never have imagined that the one who launched the sneak attack was Duke, the supreme commander of the alliance!

Ever since Duke cheated Arthas once, he has become addicted to the thrill of selling swords with one hand and making staffs with the other.

As a warrior who is extremely afraid of having his soul captured, Duke certainly would not personally flash over and backstab the opponent.

The artifact in the hands of his clone, which contained 80% of his strength, was the real thing.

With the crazy amplification of the semi-artifact Ice Queen, the power of an ordinary arcane spell Slow Down has increased by more than ten times.

How could Razzak have the same level of magic resistance as Arthas?

In addition, this lich brother had just used up all his magic power to carry the shells, and the magic circuit constructed by the dark force became chaotic.

The result was that the Slowdown Technique released by Duke’s clone on him not only slowed down Reki’s movement and reaction speed, but even slowed his thinking speed to one tenth of the usual speed.

This guy has been turned into a temporary mentally retarded person!

After the ’obstacle control’ is completed, the next step is of course ’sword selling’!

Anatheron reacted too quickly, not giving Duke’s clone any chance to finish off the opponent. In the blink of an eye, Duke’s clone was devoured by the dark insect swarm.

It doesn’t matter, it has accomplished its mission.

Before being destroyed, it pulled out the artifact rapier that was stuck in the lich’s chest and threw it out together with the staff in its left hand.

The next moment, two new clones appeared, one of them took over a divine weapon and dealt the final blow to Razzak.

The angel statue of Queen of Ice gently stuck to the center of Lei Ji’s eyebrows, further exacerbating his mental retardation! At the same time, no one knew that a huge amount of information was forcibly extracted from Lei Ji’s spiritual sea.

On the other side, the narrow and slender golden holy sword revealed its blade, and with an extremely standard horizontal chopped, Razzak’s skull flew into the sky.

The next moment, the third clone appeared and took away Lei Ji’s skull, and then the three clones disappeared at the same time.

"There!" A giant double-headed sword that only the Lord of the Abyss possessed turned into a deadly weapon that fell from the sky, piercing through the sky and falling into a huge shell crater at the front of the island.

It was not until this moment that the bigwigs of the Burning Legion discovered that there was actually a strong Alliance warrior who was so daring that he hid his real body in a bomb crater and controlled his clone to completely kill a Burning Legion commander.

"Catch him!" Archimonde’s angry roar like thunder came from the center of the island.

right!

Even though Razzak is a weakling.

He is also the commander of the Burning Legion.

How could the Burning Legion save its reputation after being played a trick by a mere human, "taking the enemy’s head in the midst of a mighty army is as easy as taking something out of a bag"? How could Archimonde save his reputation?

Several extremely powerful auras exploded on the island, and a huge figure with powerful momentum rushed towards the crater, and even the surrounding space began to distort.

In the Beach Alliance Command Post, after seeing the iconic staff and golden holy sword through the telescope, how could Turalyon not know that it was Duke, who claimed not to interfere with command, who took the lead and went to chop down someone else’s commander?

Turalyon was so frightened that he dropped his telescope.

If Duke was blocked on the island and beaten to death, the Alliance would suffer a huge loss if a commander-in-chief was replaced by a small commander.

However, accompanied by a burst of arrogant "Hahaha!" laughter, Duke, who seemed absolutely unable to escape to outsiders, unexpectedly flashed out from the almost only space gap at the moment before the space barrier was completely closed.

Looking at the flashing light that stretched from Devil’s Island to the beach position, Turalyon’s heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.

In the command post, the light flickered, and Duke showed his unique figure, wearing a swordsman’s uniform, holding a staff in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.

Seeing the Alliance’s number one wizard and supreme commander, who was not doing his job and was stealing the work of a thief, and even risking his life to sneak behind enemy lines, and he succeeded... Turalyon was furious.

"Commander-in-chief Edmund Duke! Please respect yourself--" Turalyon’s roar, which seemed like advice but was actually a curse, echoed throughout the command post!

Duke’s cheek muscles twitched from being scolded. He quickly changed the subject: "Don’t talk about anything else. Get this done quickly. I’m not a professional."

After that, Duke threw the miserable lich head of Reki Donghan to Turalyon. Anyone with a little sense of evil could sense that Reki’s hideous skull was filled with violent resentment. If it was not handled properly, it would not be uncommon for it to attach itself to some unlucky person and be resurrected.

In Duke’s opinion, Reki is a well-known boss and front-line commander of the Burning Legion after all, and Turalyon should treat him with caution.

Who knows...

Turalyon drew his sword from behind him in anger, and with a flash of golden holy light, he directly chopped off Reki’s miserable head.

It’s simple and violent, just like the game that some people like to play on the beach in summer, which is to smash watermelons with a baseball bat with their eyes closed. It’s really not worth watching!

Turalyon was still furious.

"Duke! I have always respected you, even though you are younger than me. Your maturity, stability and foresight have always been what I learn from! In the ten years since you disappeared, I have studied each of your battle examples no less than fifty times. But... at this critical moment of the world’s survival, how can you be so reckless!?"

Duke, was horrified.

Turalyon quickly put Quel’Zaram back into the huge scabbard on his back and strode forward.

"I admit that you are a rare wise and strong man in the world, but please also consider our feelings! If you were a guardian, and this was something that the guardian could handle, we would just stay behind to support you. But this is not the case! This is a terrorist incident that requires the concerted efforts of every force in the world of Azeroth to fight against. In order to deal with Archimonde, each of us must even endure the disgust and become allies with those... those green-skinned monsters who have been killing us for fifteen years!"

Turalyon was so excited that the arteries and veins on both sides of his neck swelled, as if two detonators were stuffed in them.

"Sorry! I didn’t consider the overall situation." Duke realized that he was a little impulsive. Although the system calculated that he was definitely safe, he did not consider the feelings of other people in the alliance.

Most Paladins are extremely principled guys.

Now that Duke had apologized, Turalyon calmed down. "The Alliance has never lacked brave men who charge towards death and despair, but what it lacks is a wise man who can lead everyone to victory. Duke... none of us will interfere in your private life. But when it comes to the future of the world, please consider it carefully."

"Got it." Duke could only sigh.

Well, after Duke was taught a lesson like a grandson, the bastard Turalyon had the nerve to come up to him, pretending to be sneaky, and asked in a voice that the entire command post could hear: "Well, for the sake of justice, I must remind you. But in private, can you tell me, what did you gain from taking such a big risk?"

Duke’s face looks so embarrassing!

He finally understood.

In public, Turalyon must admonish him. The alliance without Duke and the alliance with Duke are really not on the same level. For the future of the alliance, Turalyon, as the deputy commander of the alliance in a real sense (not in name only), must warn Duke.

In private, taking the head of an enemy general amidst a huge army is the ultimate dream of every warrior! Moreover, that general is an enemy of the Burning Legion!

If someone did it in private, it would be enough for him to brag about it in the pub for the rest of his life.

So on the surface, all the generals in the command post advised Duke to respect himself, but as a result, they all had stars in their eyes, the kind of stars that only star-chasers have, and they were filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

"You are filthy!" Duke pretended to be angry, and then ordered: "Okay, to prevent the warriors of the alliance from making unnecessary sacrifices, start the retreat plan."

For a moment, the entire command post was filled with a faint festive atmosphere.

Why build a beachhead?

Knowing the enemy’s ultimate goal, why don’t you defend the strategic locations and instead come to a place that is easy to attack but difficult to defend to seek death?

Isn’t it just to test the military strength and deployment of the Burning Legion?

On the other hand, if the goal has been achieved, then why should human lives be sacrificed?

That’s right, at that moment, Duke had already read the information he wanted through the system AI in Razzak’s spiritual sea which was scattered due to the attack.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it would be a lot of disorganized and useless information.

Duke, however, has the system AI.

No matter how complicated or confusing the information is, after systematic organization and classification, and then summarization, it is still possible to infer the number and composition of the Burning Legion’s troops.

The Union troops on the beach began to evacuate at high speed.

The Burning Legion discovered something that made them crazy.

When it seemed that they could catch those Alliance dwarves with their claws, it was as if a rope pulled them, and in the blink of an eye they had run to a distance that required magic to hit them.

While they were preparing their magic, the dwarfs with short legs had already rushed to a place that could only be reached by long-range weapons in their smoking cars.

When Anaseron ordered the air force to chase, countless huge stealing nets were shot out from the ground, covering the gargoyles and other creatures on the ground.

When the Dreadlord brings the ice dragon...

All the people on the position ran away, leaving only a field of mines.

That kind of resentment almost drove Anetheron, the dreadlord who was forced to take command, crazy.

The Alliance’s beach defenders fled quickly and orderly along the retreat Road that had been designed long ago. Various traps and mutual covers during the retreat made the losses of this group of troops very minor.

Duke did not follow the army to evacuate. He followed the road from Azshara to Ashenvale and entered the forest at high speed.

He immediately discovered that Sylvanas herself was the first to come forward.

He almost thought that Sylvanas was going to follow Turalyon’s example and scold him, but the following scene left him speechless.

Sylvanas entered into... a very ridiculous acting mode.

She gently covered her belly. "Ah! My poor little Duke, the legendary posthumous child who might appear. Do you know? Your father might have just lost his life while showing off in the demon group, leaving us an orphan and a widow..."

Duke’s facial muscles were almost out of control.

Forget about pretending to be pitiful.

What is the legendary posthumous child?

There are too many things to complain about, right?

If Sylvanas wasn’t the cabbage he had seduced, Duke would have wanted to kill her.

Duke could only put his hands on his hips and said helplessly: "Well, if your man is a bureaucrat who only stays in the safe command post in the rear and tells the soldiers on the front line what to do..."

Sylvanas’s face turned cold, and she immediately acted cool and aloof: "Humph! Who is that guy? I don’t know him!"

Okay okay!

This is individual heroism correct, right?

Duke was helpless: "Okay, I swear I won’t do this casually next time."

Sylvanas came up to Duke passionately and gave him a warm hug. Then she blinked her cunning eyes and said solemnly, "No, what I want to say is, next time you do this, please take me with you!"