Stormwind Wizard God
Chapter 781: Bull from the author

Chapter 781: Bull from the author

In just a blink of an eye, twelve thicker and larger trees broke out of the ground and pierced into Oro’s twisting body.

This time, Oro seemed a little annoyed. It spun its body violently, turning itself and the claws on its body into a short whirlwind.

With a 360-degree rotation without blind spots, the sickle-like claw chopped all twelve huge trees into pieces, which fell to the ground with crackling sounds.

However, this was not the end. Without giving Oro time to catch his breath, the third wave of thirty-six giant trees and the fourth wave of one hundred and eight giant trees arrived almost simultaneously.

Oro twisted his huge insect body again, turning himself into an insect version of a sword storm, easily cutting into pieces these giant trees that grew out of nowhere.

At this time, its reason had begun to send it warning signals.

More giant trees appeared.

The plain outside the orc camp a moment ago had suddenly turned into a lush forest. Moreover, the forest was still expanding in both directions at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only are there more giant trees attacking Oro, but this completely abnormal forest is also attacking Oro from another angle - underground!

Yes! Oro came here by drilling through the ground.

It didn’t feel anything at first, but soon it found that its body buried underground felt like it was being strangled.

The ability to burrow into the ground has been its secret weapon for survival for thousands of years.

Even the guardian dragon could not burrow underground like him. It can be said that the earth is its home ground and the earth is its most proud shield.

The current situation overturned its cognition. Countless strong roots penetrated deep into the ground, not only holding the soil firmly, but also blocking the passage it had drilled through at high speed.

Oro had a hunch that if it wanted to go back the way it came, death would surely be waiting for it.

It panicked, for the first time in its life, it was terrified when facing something other than its master, C’Thun. It shook its body almost instinctively, allowing the part of itself that was buried deep in the soil to drill out of the ground.

Thirty seconds later, Oro, whose entire appearance had never been seen by any mortal, finally presented its entire body to the world.

It was a millipede monster with a total length of more than one kilometer, with countless neatly arranged crab claw-like thin legs on both sides of its body. These thin legs were naturally not as big as the four pairs of large claws under the head, and if each thin leg could remain active after being cut off, it would definitely be used as a throwing pole for a catapult.

Just seeing Oro’s figure, which is enough to scare people with trypophobia to death, is enough to make most people nauseous.

However, since Oro dared to be the Burning Legion’s thug, there is naturally no reason to let him go.

On the hillsides on both sides of the camp at the foot of the mountain, there have been many druids wearing grass and looking very "natural".

"Zazasi.zazasi.natuonadozazasi——" They stood on the mountainside like wooden stakes, neurotically muttering druid spells that outsiders could not understand.

But their entry has a huge impact on the surrounding forests.

It can be clearly seen that the giant trees grow faster and more rapidly.

If the attack was just snail speed at the beginning, from this moment on, it became as fast as a rabbit.

The thick green mist greatly weakened Oro’s perception. Just below his abdomen, where he could not perceive anything, a giant tree that six people could hug together grew quietly and stabbed at Oro like lightning.

This stab penetrated its abdomen directly and penetrated deeply into its internal organs. Then the surging natural force burst out, causing the tightly closed pores of this giant sandworm boss to suddenly open, and yellow liquid began to spurt out of almost every pore as big as a bowl.

It was Oro’s blood, and also some of its internal organs.

However, the reason why the giant beast is so difficult to deal with is because of its terrifyingly strong vitality. If a huge tree that six people can hug pierces its abdomen, even a dragon will die. But for a giant insect with a body diameter of 50 to 60 meters, this is at most a minor injury.

The biological structure of arthropods is completely different from that of mammals!

Just as more druids were preparing to do the same and kill Oro by stimulating the trees to grow rapidly, suddenly, the super-giant insect fell to the ground.

The dust on the ground was suddenly accelerated and shot towards the druids on the hillsides on both sides like a cannonball.

Duke lost his voice: "Sand Explosion?"

Duke is very familiar with this move.

This is a fierce move centered on Oro, with an attack range of 180 degrees. The worst part is that it will make you unconscious for five seconds. Oro is a guy who keeps twisting and turning, and if you are unlucky, he will give you four consecutive Sand Explosion combos, making you unconscious until you die.

Most of the druids who were in the lead were hit almost immediately, so the rapid growth of the entire forest came to a halt.

"Tyrande!" Duke yelled.

"Got it!" Tyrande really appeared on the top of a higher mountain. She didn’t know how Duke knew her ultimate move, but the night elves had never relied solely on druids for their livelihood.

The priestesses of the Moon Goddess Temple are also perverts who practice both magic and martial arts.

Dozens of priestesses dressed in gorgeous moon-white robes appeared beside Tyrande, who was riding a giant white tiger. They raised their arms high and used their unique magnetic voices to cast spells and praise Elune, the moon goddess they worshipped the most.

The sky suddenly turned dark!

From the morning light it suddenly turned into the deep night.

But that kind of darkness was not an evil darkness, but a quiet and peaceful night.

There was not a single cloud in the night sky.

While Oro’s attention was drawn to the forest, a star deviated from its trajectory.

I saw a colorful meteor streaking across the sky and falling with a loud bang.

There was no time for Oro to react. The meteor kept accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating again. In the end, it almost became a streak of light and slammed into Oro’s forehead.

At the last moment, Oro still instinctively tilted his head, and the colorful meteor broke one of its claws, then entered from the left side of its thick neck under its head, and then exited from the right rear of its neck.

"Ah——" Oro let out a heart-wrenching scream on the spot.

Everyone can see the shocking huge bloody hole on its body!

The broken bones, internal organs, and blood all burst out with a "bang", as if a heavy bloody rain was falling from the sky!

At that moment, everyone stopped what they were doing, whether it was the orcs and humans who were evacuating, or the night elves who were quietly watching the changes on the mountains on both sides.

Everything became quiet again.

Everyone looked at the huge monster that was pierced by the meteor with expectant eyes.

Die!

Die!

Die soon!

The three major factions that once had all kinds of conflicts now have the same feeling, which is to hope that the big bug that has turned the camp at the foot of the mountain upside down will die soon!

The appearance of Oro made many people’s plans useless.

Duke had missed the Old Gods. After all, in the standard sense, the location of the Endless Sea should have been the territory of Y’Shaarj, one of the four Old Gods, during the ancient Dark Empire. After the Well of Eternity blew up the ancient Kalimdor continent, the people who apparently occupied the deep sea were the Naga, the upper elves who served the Burning Legion.

In fact, the area surrounded by the vortex in the middle of the Endless Sea is not entirely seawater, there are also scattered islands. Obviously, there are followers of the four ancient gods there. Then those guys introduced the Burning Legion to the four ancient gods.

The appearance of Oro made the Horde’s back-up plan come to nothing. Taking one step and thinking three steps ahead is a necessary quality for a leader. Thrall asked the Horde to join the temporary alliance, which was certainly for the sake of the world. But on the other hand, it was also a great opportunity for the Horde to show its muscle to the night elves.

Everyone knew that after killing a demigod, the night elves would definitely record this grudge in their little black book. If the world-ending crisis was resolved, territorial disputes over Ashenvale and the Barrens were foreseeable.

As a result, when Oro arrived, 30% of the Horde army was wiped out without even fighting, which immediately became a joke. How could Thrall not be angry?

The night elves are not having an easy time either.

Whether it was the big move similar to "Treeworld Descent" prepared by the druids or Tyrande’s Starfall, they all consumed a lot of mana. They were definitely originally used to prepare for the Burning Legion, but now it was consumed by such a big bug that broke in. How could they not be angry?

No wonder Tyrande once insisted that Duke make a promise to lead the Alliance to hold the mountainside position for a little longer.

Well, Oro must die!

Even dying a little slowly is a sin!

With such a feeling, everyone looked at Oro with eager eyes as he fell down, twitching and struggling in pain... struggling... and struggling again...

etc!

wrong!

This thing——

Not dead yet!

The super-large insect that occupied almost everyone’s vision did look like it was twitching in death at first, and everyone tacitly avoided surrounding it. Everyone knew that the fight of a trapped beast is the most terrifying, and the dying prey is the prey that resists most fiercely.

Soon everyone realized something was wrong.

That’s right, the meteor that fell from the sky pierced through Oro’s body, and everyone could clearly see that even his only spine was broken.

The vitality of Oro, the arthropod boss, was beyond imagination, and he even showed signs of self-healing - from the cross-section of the spine in the direction of the head, countless long tendon-like tentacles began to extend out, trying to connect to the broken spine in the back half that was still spewing yellow slurry.

Every big boss from the Alliance, Horde, and Night Elves had a gloomy face after seeing this scene.

Especially Tyrande, she was struggling between her own conscience and her own desires.

The night elves do have a big move, but it is used to deal with Archimonde. If it is used here, then there will be no big move left for the commander of the Burning Legion.

As luck would have it, Oro seemed to have determined that Tyrande was the biggest threat to him, and with his eight crab-claw-like claws, he ignored everything and dragged his slightly paralyzed lower body, with his entire huge body over a thousand meters long, towards Tyrande on the top of the hill.

"High Priest, hurry up!" Tyrande’s confidant Melander slapped the white tiger’s buttocks hard. The white tiger understood on the spot and started running wildly towards the mountain without Tyrande’s order.

Melander led more than two hundred Moon Temple sentinels to counterattack Oro who was rushing up the mountain frantically.

"Meilander! No—"

As Tyrande was taken away by the white tiger uncontrollably, she turned her head hard to look at her good sisters who had followed her for more than ten thousand years.

Although they are in a superior-subordinate relationship, after thousands of years of getting along, they have long been like sisters.

Now seeing that Melander and the others chose to die in order to protect her, Tyrande lost control and shed crystal tears on the spot.

The bows and arrows of the night elf archers and the attacks of the priestesses were not even an itch for such a huge insect boss.

Only the giant trees summoned by the druids can cause a little trouble to Oro.

In fact, Oro did not slow down at all, but instead kept speeding up.

What made everyone horrified was that Oro seemed to have connected its spine, because at first only the front eight claws of the body were exerting force, but now even the claws in the middle have begun to move.

It was unknown whether the massive wound on Oro’s chest would ever fully heal on its own, but it was clear that this terrifying monster was beginning to regain its freedom.

At this critical moment, a flash of arcane light suddenly appeared near the hole behind Oro’s head.

Duke!?

Tyrande, Thrall, Vol’jin, and Grom who got up, every big boss, every mortal who watched this scene, were all surprised to see that the Alliance’s supreme commander actually stood on Oro’s shaking back.

The next moment, twelve carriage-sized Mage Hands surrounded Duke and began to fire a chain of magic missiles the size of water tanks, bombarding the huge wound on Oro that was previously inflicted by Falling Star.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!" The wound area hit by the large arcane light ball began to spurt out large clumps of pus. Perhaps, those were the acid in Oro’s stomach.

The yellow liquid spilled onto the hillside, instantly corroding large tracts of green grass. Several druids who were unable to dodge were turned into a pool of horrifying matter mixed with pus and bones in the blink of an eye, and they could only utter half a scream.

Everyone suddenly understood what Duke was going to do.

He was ready to rush into Oro’s body, which was like a sulfuric acid hell, with his mortal body, looking for an opportunity to kill Oro with one blow.

At some point, Jaina brought Sylvanas to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Jaina covered her mouth in horror and almost lost the ability to speak.

Hundreds of meters away, Sylvanas shouted, "Duke! Stop right there, you bastard!"

Duke seemed to have heard it. He tilted his head and smiled at Sylvanas: "Sorry, it’s too dirty here, ladies, please don’t enter!"

After saying that, Duke chose to step into the gate of hell.

He activated all the shields that could be opened, and rushed in with his whole body burning with flames.

"No——" Sylvanas almost fainted.

Duke is going to die if he does this recklessly!

Are you doing it recklessly?

Is that crazy?

Maybe.

In the eyes of many people, this is like running into a dug grave and burying oneself.

This is simply the worst kind of suicide!

The road of life is always full of choices.

At the moment of making a choice, no one knows what the consequences will be.

Duke just knew that if he didn’t do the job, no one else could do it, let alone do it better than him.

Without the combined ultimate skill of the druids and Tyrande, if they really wanted to kill Oro, they would have to withstand the almost continuous damage of Sand Explosion and Earthquake while being able to break the defense, and work hard to kill this super sandworm boss.

It was a nightmare.

Having just let Arthas escape not long ago, Duke said he would never let any boss escape again.

Letting a tiger return to the mountains has always been a taboo.

Letting the boss run away is the greatest blasphemy to Duke, a cultist who fights bosses for equipment.

Duke fought hard!

The Antonidas-level magic circuit in the body has reached its limit.

Before Duke charged into Oro’s huge body with a staff in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, he filled every inch of his body that could hold magic power with magical elements.

He himself knew that there was a high possibility that he would die.

How long was the last time a corpse was resurrected after a fall?

It was so long ago that Duke almost forgot that he also believed in the Spring Brother Cult.

But speaking of that, can I still be resurrected now?

Suddenly smiled bitterly!

Before Duke rushed in, his angular face and the faint bitter smile on the corners of his mouth made Queen Sheila and Jaina cry at the same time as if their tear glands had broken.

right!

This life...

If Duke doesn’t do it, no one can.

Everyone thinks that Duke will be the one who stands up in the end, and even takes it for granted, but who has really thought about Duke’s feelings?

The two queens were shaking with shock.

Not only them, but every pair of eyes that witnessed this scene were filled with shock.

Tyrande, who was riding wildly on the white tiger, stopped.

Thrall, Vol’jin and Grom, who were about to rush forward, stopped.

Thousands of mortals who were struggling, evacuating, attacking, or trying to help Duke stopped.

Every pair of eyes was staring at Duke’s magic madly bombarding the broken part of Oro’s body, pouring yellow blood and some muscle and internal organs onto the green grass next to it like rain.

Then Duke crashed in.

It was a completely dark world.

After the Fall of the Stars, the sky returned to daytime, but not a single ray of light could penetrate the turbid pus and flesh and shine into Oro’s body.

Duke relied entirely on the instructions of the system AI to move forward in Oro’s body, which was larger and more exaggerated than most factory workshops.

The violent rain of arcane shells blew apart the muscles and internal organs that stood in the way.

The blazing flames burned like the sun, destroying everything that remained on the road ahead.

Before each step, the icy road extending forward in front of his toes prevented Duke’s feet from sinking deeply into stomach acid and muscle tissue.

The outer layer is violent arcane, the middle layer is fire, and the inner circle is frost.

The perfect manipulation of the Great Mage Antonidas made the impossible possible.

Duke is like the most incisive miner in the world, digging a path to victory that belongs only to him inside the body of a giant sandworm named Oro.

The severe pain stimulated Oro. Even though he was dull, he understood that an uninvited guest that could kill him had entered his body.

If Duke had entered through his mouth full of sharp teeth, it would have a million ways to kill Duke. But Duke bypassed its mouth and entered directly from the back of the mouth, outside the esophagus. It had almost no way to do anything, but to twist its body frantically, trying to make Duke inside unable to stand.

A super-large insect that is more than a kilometer long can easily rise and fall more than two hundred meters when it twists and turns wildly. For a small human, that is a thousand or ten thousand times more crazy than riding a roller coaster.

The air inside was almost non-existent, and Duke relied entirely on his own wind and thunder power to condense an air mass to ensure that he could breathe. Under this violent tossing and falling, Duke had to spend more magic power, using Mage’s Hand and other magic to stabilize his body and continue to move forward.

Oro’s dying struggle almost destroyed everything around him: the passing orc buildings, the trees and grass on the mountains...even the rocks of Mount Hyjal, which were originally quite solid, were crushed into powder in Oro’s frantic struggle.

"Will Duke succeed?" Jaina was extremely nervous, and her right hand had unconsciously grasped Sylvanas’ left hand.

Sylvanas’s slender fingers were as soft as Jaina’s onions, and they were clasped together. They could both feel the nervous sweat coming out of each other’s hearts.

"I don’t know..." Sylvanas wanted to answer this, but when the words came to her lips, they became: "He will definitely succeed. Because he is Edmund Duke! The greatest hero in the world!"

Because he is Edmund Duke - this sentence seems to have become some kind of totemic symbol, a belief full of mysterious power.

Jaina’s heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of her chest, but because of these words, it seemed that her overly intense heartbeat began to slow down miraculously.

Regardless of race, everyone is looking forward to it.

Waiting for the final result.

According to the calculations of the system AI, the distance from Oro’s wound to Oro’s heart is only one hundred meters.

However, it was this one hundred meters that made Duke feel as if he had walked a 25,000-mile Long March.

Under Oulu’s crazy twisting, even though Duke kept using long ice spikes to stabilize his body, he was still inevitably left behind. In addition, the internal organs of Oulu were completely different from what he imagined, and its acid-filled stomach was too big, so Duke had to choose a detour and pass through the abdominal cavity between the stomach and the outer muscles.

What’s even more terrifying is that Duke is often attacked by tissues similar to human white blood cells that fight against foreign invasions.

This cost Duke more magic.

but...

Getting closer.

Getting closer!

Closer!

Even if he takes five steps forward and three steps back, even if he takes ten steps forward and nine steps back, even if his progress is as slow as a snail, Duke is still getting closer to his goal.

Even without the guidance of the system AI, Duke could hear the violent heartbeat coming through Oro’s internal organs and muscles.

"Go to hell! Monster—"

Duke roared, gathering all the magic power in the magic circuit, and blasted an enormous Frost Fire Arrow at the target through several layers of membranes of his internal organs!

Oro’s huge body and every move touch everyone’s heart.

Its madness.

It’s spasmodic.

Every building it destroyed and every tree it crushed was a shock.

What everyone is most concerned about, of course, is Duke who has entered Oro’s body.

It has nothing to do with race or faction. It is purely Duke’s success or failure that affects the future of the entire world. This is the chain of ultimate moves. If the night elves are forced to use the final ultimate move here, then no matter how hard they struggle, they will not be able to escape the clutches of the Burning Legion, and the world will be doomed to destruction.

Just when everyone’s heartbeats accelerated to the highest point, Oro’s huge body like a mountain suddenly stiffened, and his four-petal mouth full of fangs suddenly opened as wide as possible.

It seemed to want to roar, to scream, to shout out the last howl of its life.

However...

It can’t do it.

Its bloody mouth opened as wide as possible, and then its neck tilted, and its head, which was as huge as a fortress, fell heavily on the top of the hill.

Dead?

Dead.

Really dead——

"Long live——" Regardless of race or camp, every mortal who was watching this scene cheered ecstatically in their own language!

"Long live Lord Edmund Duke—" The ones who shouted the loudest naturally came from the alliance.

At this moment, many people in the night elves, who had been self-enclosed for thousands of years, heard Duke’s name for the first time. But this did not prevent them from giving the warmest applause to the human hero who saved their high priest’s life.

Only the orcs in the Horde were endlessly entangled.

What the hell is this?

Thirteen years ago, it was the Alliance led by Duke that destroyed the Horde’s dream of conquering the entire world of Azeroth. It was also this man who was more evil than the devil who single-handedly led the tragedy of sending hundreds of thousands of elite orcs to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

But it was also this man who, in the face of a common enemy, saved the tribal warriors in the camp at the foot of the mountain to the greatest extent possible and completely killed this seemingly invincible giant insect.

The trolls and tauren were also very upright races. They had wanted to cheer and applaud, but the orcs all remained silent, leaving them at a loss as to what to do.

Instead, the first orc applauded.

Following the applause, the orcs were surprised to find that the person applauding was their great warchief, Thrall!

Thrall shouted loudly: "Applause! Why not applaud? In front of a common enemy, no matter whether he is our former enemy or not. A hero who performs such a heroic act deserves applause, doesn’t he? Let us praise Edmund Duke together!"

right!

Heroes know no borders.

Even though he was his hero and my enemy at that time, at this moment, he is still our common hero.

Thrall’s Aegwynnnimity immediately won loud applause from the orcs, trolls and tauren. They were praising Duke’s feat and Thrall’s Aegwynnnimity!

Every tribal warrior’s face was glowing with excitement.

Because only those with such courage and Aegwynnnimity are qualified to be our chief!

Just at this moment, an accident happened.

"Duke! Damn it! Are you dead? If you’re not dead, make a sound!" Sylvanas and Jaina had stood on Oro’s huge body without knowing when, looking like they had no idea where to start.

At this time, everyone was shocked to find that the great hero Duke, who finally killed Oro... seemed to have not appeared yet!

Thrall’s face changed, and he slapped his forehead immediately, picked up his hammer and rushed towards Oro.

If it was before the Burning Legion appeared, Thrall would have wanted Duke to die, the sooner the better. But now the situation is different. The Alliance will have to bear the brunt of the situation. If Duke dies at this moment, the Alliance camp will collapse easily.

Suddenly, the body of the insect, which had been motionless, seemed to move. About 300 meters away from the head, a small bulge seemed to appear on the left side of the insect’s body, and then it quickly recovered.

The noise was so slight that even Jaina didn’t notice it.

Sylvanas noticed it and shouted on the spot: "Duke is there! He is not dead yet! Open a hole quickly!"

Open!?

How easy is that?

Strictly speaking, Oro, this giant sandworm, should be considered a demigod-level monster. With the bonus of the leader template, its defense is even more insanely high.

Ordinary attacks can’t hurt it at all.

Didn’t you see how so many druids used giant trees to stab forward, but none of them succeeded?

Jaina chanted a spell and condensed a huge ice sword to stab forward, but with a "crack", the seemingly sharp ice sword pierced into Oro’s softest abdomen for a full three meters, but did not really penetrate the thick skin at all.

Even Jaina couldn’t do it, let alone Sylvanas.

The ranger’s shortcoming of low attack power was infinitely magnified at this moment.

Queen Calia and Jaina were so anxious that they were about to cry, and even Tyrande, who came riding on a tiger, was at a loss.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky -

"Get out of the way!"

The girls looked up and saw a sturdy figure rushing up into the sky. He jumped high into the air, then chopped down with an axe like a comet falling to the ground!

That crimson light was naturally Gorehowl!

The only one who can perform such a sharp leap and slash is of course Grom Hellscream throughout history. No matter how many times the fate has reincarnated, he can teach the Abyss Lord Mannoroth a lesson with a single axe!

For a moment, Jaina thought that this terrible orc was going to take advantage of her misfortune.

It was just that Queen Calia was quick-witted and pulled Jaina away.

Even so, the two women were afraid that Grom would chop Duke down with his axe when he chopped Oro in half.

"Haha!" With Grom’s strength, it was not so easy to break through Oro’s defense. After all, this part of the body was usually hidden underground.

First of all, Oro is dead.

Secondly, this was almost a case of being slaughtered while lying down, so the power of Grom’s axe naturally reached its limit.

With one blow of the axe, he made a cut more exquisitely than with a scalpel.

Oro’s white abdomen was suddenly cut open for nearly twenty meters, splashing out fishy and turbid yellow blood pus.

Tyrande frowned and raised her hand: "Sacred Guardian of Elune!"

Suddenly, a layer of soft milky white light appeared on the people around him. Obviously, this was to prevent the corrosiveness in Oro’s blood.

It seems that the blood in Oro’s abdomen is not that acidic, it just smells bad!

Queen Calia and Jaina almost covered their noses as they watched the two strong men, Thrall and the Tauren Chieftain Cairne Bloodhoof, rush forward and tear hard, further tearing the wound open.

Once the toughest outer layer is broken, the rest is easy.

Grom rushed forward, and with three or five axes he chopped down Duke’s Ice Barrier.

Duke, who was pulled out by everyone, had a funny expression on his face.

It was a strange expression that meant "there are always villains trying to harm me". For a moment, Grom almost wanted to break the ice and hit Duke with an axe.

Fortunately, opening the Ice Barrier did not mean that Duke lost his perception of the outside world. On the contrary, Duke’s perception became more acute. Opening the refrigerator in advance was just to be on the safe side.

If Hellscream was really that weak and killed Duke because of a trembling hand, Duke would definitely find a way to send Grom, who should have been dead long ago, to hell to play in the mud as soon as he was resurrected.

However, Duke tried his best this time.

The magic circuit was empty. If his magic circuit was a huge reservoir, it would have become a small fish pond. Although the Sun-level magic circuit could continuously generate magic power for Duke, he had just used too much!

A demigod-level monster, even its internal organs are of demigod-level strength, it is really difficult to break through it!

After Duke removed the Ice Barrier, his legs suddenly went weak and he fell forward.

It doesn’t matter if I fall down, the key is that I still have two confidantes around me! Even if Jaina doesn’t agree, at least I still have my darling Sylvanas.

Duke thought so.

Yeah, the plan works.

So Duke fell down with relief.

In fact, Sylvanas did reach out her hand to help Duke like lightning, but the stench coming from Duke easily repelled Sylvanas, and she retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

There was less than a second left before Duke was about to fall miserably into the mud.

At this moment, the Horde leader was stunned. They were not very professional in saving people, let alone such a weak thing as helping people? Not to mention, weren’t those two women so nervous just now?

No one realizes that most beautiful women are mysophobic. The prettier the girl, the more she pays attention to her appearance.

Are there any sloppy beauties in this world?

have!

That must be a magical existence who looks like a beauty but is described as a ’beautiful female man’.

Just like that, without anyone caring, Duke fell straight down into the abyss of mud with infinite misery. Until the moment before he fell, Duke raised his head and showed a sad expression to the two queens.

Fortunately, at the very end, Sylvanas had an expression that said, "I’ve been ruined by you, so let me just let it go completely," while at the same time she reached out and held Duke’s right arm.

The left arm fell into the hands of Queen Proudmoore.

At this moment, even a fool would know that the two queens had a close relationship with the Duke.

Jaina even immediately summoned a water element and swallowed Duke’s big body into the water element, leaving only his head outside, in order to help Duke clean his body.

Under Jaina’s superb magic-controlling skills, Duke felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring jacuzzi.

After being treated like an emperor, Duke finally felt relieved and suppressed the urge to divorce Sylvanas.

Duke sighed, "Grom, this time it’s your turn to save my life. Now we’re even."

The corner of Grom’s mouth curled up: "This counts? This doesn’t count!"

Duke bared his teeth: "Okay, it’s half a life."

In the end, Grom said nothing more, expressing his agreement with silence.

Duke turned to Thrall and said, "Please order an accelerated retreat immediately. Even the seriously injured must be treated urgently and then moved to the camp on the mountainside for treatment."

"So urgent?" Thrall was stunned. In Thrall’s original plan, the Horde should have reorganized its defense immediately. Where you fall, you stand up there.

It’s not the Horde’s style to retreat without a fight.

Duke looked towards the mountains in the south: "I’m afraid that the cave that this giant sandworm named Oro came out of will be used..."

use?

So can it be used in reverse?

Thrall frowned slightly, then put forward this idea, as well as his desire for orcs in good condition to join the mountainside defense line, and expressed his determination to obey orders.

Obviously, Duke’s generosity over and over again eventually infected the entire tribe.

"Okay, I may be depressed for a while. From now on, I will leave it to you and Turalyon to negotiate. Remember, we’d better hold out for more than three days. It will not be good for either side to suffer too much loss, so please make sure to keep rotating."

"Understood!" Thrall nodded heavily.

History has shifted significantly. Originally, the camps at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside should have to withstand two groups of the Burning Legion each, but now it is obvious that the Alliance and Horde mixed camp on the mountainside will have to withstand four groups in a row.

When they arrived at the camp on the mountainside, the Hordesmen were stunned by the exaggerated fortress before them.

Comparing yourself with others will only make you angry.

Compare the goods and you will have to throw them away!

Everyone entered Mount Hyjal at the same time, and the Horde had the advantage of location, so they didn’t have to transport anything up the mountain. When the young orcs, including Thrall, saw the Alliance’s large steam trucks carrying bags of the legendary city-building artifact - cement up the mountain, they were full of curiosity.

When the Alliance mixed cement and steel to create the concrete city that stood tall in the mountains before them, Thrall finally understood why his predecessors had suffered such heavy losses after colliding with human military fortifications.

There are seven walls built along the mountain, and each wall can accommodate a carriage. This is not a wall made of bricks and stones. The seventh wall, which has not yet been fully formed, tells the Hordesmen that the wall is made of a huge steel net as the base, covered with a huge template on the outside, and then the magical slurry cement is poured in the gap between the two layers of templates.

Each wall is divided into two outer walls and a thick inner wall. The outermost layer is also a reinforced concrete structure, which is purely for resisting physical attacks. The middle layer is invisible. But this can ensure to the greatest extent that the damage and collapse of the outer wall will not affect the structure of the inner wall, and thus affect the load-bearing capacity.

The outermost three layers of the city wall have been completed. The orcs can also see that on the middle three layers of the city wall, the mages suspended in the air by hanging baskets are engraving magic runes on the middle wall to strengthen its ability to fight against dark magic.

Thrall and others were completely shocked.

The camp at the foot of the mountain that they had worked so hard to build felt even worse than a human town!

In his heart, Thrall was more determined to keep his unspoken idea...

After letting Thrall and Turalyon discuss issues such as cooperation and material distribution, Duke was taken to the most heavily guarded room in the fortress to recuperate.

"Have a good rest, we’ll leave first because we have something to do." Queen Calia and Jaina are also busy people and are about to prepare for war.

Duke suddenly said, "Wait!"

"What?" The two queens were stunned at the same time.

This time, because they were worried that Duke might get hurt, the two queens invested a lot of money.

Jaina brought Aegwynn out to check Duke’s injuries, and Queen Shea directly asked Liadrin to come to Duke’s side as a guard.

In addition, Vanessa, who was guarding Duke, was also very skilled, so the situation was foolproof.

Duke suddenly called them and they were a little confused as to why.

Duke smiled mysteriously: "Fighting... defeating a strong enemy, if there is no spoils at all, wouldn’t that be a shame?"

After saying that, Duke raised his hand, and a large pile of equipment that had obviously been preliminarily cleaned fell out of the space bag.

Duke clapped his hands and said, "Come on, call Rhonin and Lirath as well."

After a while, everyone was there.

Everyone was a connoisseur of good stuff, and no one had expected that Duke would be able to get a lot of good stuff after killing a super-large bug. Sensing the mysterious magic power flowing from these equipment, everyone knew that these were ancient magic equipment that far surpassed the current world.

It is possible that it can even be traced back to the ancient Dark Empire.

Most women are mysophobic, especially women of status like Jaina and Sylvanas, it is even more impossible for them to use these weird and large equipment. But other people can use them!

"This time, everyone has come all the way to Kalimdor to support us. Although it is for the greater good, everyone is risking their lives to fight. On the one hand, it is to reward everyone, and on the other hand, it is to increase everyone’s combat power. So please don’t refuse the equipment that is allocated to you."

After some opening remarks, Duke started to divide the land among the rich, oh, and then he divided the equipment among the bosses.

"Liadrin, this Insect Scale Blocker is yours."

The blood elf knight stepped forward respectfully and took the green shield with both hands. It seemed to be made of several beetle shells connected together and looked like a comma. It looked strange at first, but when she successfully connected her magic circuit with the shield, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face.

"Thank you, Commander." Liadrin bowed deeply, until the limit of the armor could bend.

Although Paladins practice holy light, in fact, holy light is also a kind of magic. They also need to practice holy light circuits similar to magic circuits.

Because of the characteristics of the profession, the Paladin’s holy light recovery ability is actually lower than that of the priest and the mage.

And this shield is commonly known as the "milk shield".

A shield specially used by the holy knight to increase intelligence and spirit!

Among the Paladins, there are strong ones like Mograine, Saidan, Turalyon and others who are in the front. It seems that a more balanced Paladin like Liadrin can only be secretly included in the nurse team by Duke.

Alas, the lovely Liadrin didn’t know it yet, and was rejoicing that this shield had an armor value far exceeding her previous high-quality shield.

Does this count as being sold out and still helping Duke count money?

"Lirath, these leather armored Digger Boots are for you."

Lirath tilted her head and said thank you lightly. She tried it on without hesitation and unexpectedly found that it fit her feet. The magical feeling of blood connection made this face-paralysis person show a surprised expression.

"Rhonin, this Digger Wristguard is for you."

Rhonin took it with great respect and put it on his wrist, his gratitude growing stronger. These days, it is hard to find epic equipment. Although Teacher Duke made him work very hard, he never missed out on his share of rewards when they were due.

Rhonin bowed deeply: "Thank you, teacher."

Duke handed over a "bug", which startled Rhonin. Rhonin looked carefully and found that it was a gun with a strange bug shape. From a distance, it looked like a crab claw.

"Give it to Lord Brian Bronzebeard for me. I remember he needs a good gun."

"Understood, teacher."

Finally, Duke glanced at the two Queens and sighed.

"Jaina, I know you have been secretly envious of your senior brother Rhonin’s Unruly Will for so many years..."

At this point, Jaina stuck out her tongue like a little girl.

After so many years, if she was still fooled by Duke back then, how could Jaina, who was promoted to Archmage Mage, not know that Unbridled Will is better than Smoke Gloves?

It is impossible to say that there was no secret resentment, and of course secretly cursing Duke was inevitable.

Duke handed over a small box with exquisite workmanship, gold edges and a dark yellow background. It was only half the size of a palm. It was a magic ornament.

"I’ve identified this, it’s called Sandworm Poison! Don’t worry, it’s just a name, it’s harmless to humans. The usage is similar to Rhonin’s. It’s just a little bit different..." Teacher Du looked like a role model, with an expression of ’Look! I actually love you too’ written all over his face.

Jaina was unhappy: "Humph! Teacher Duke, if you really love me so much, you should give me a better one."

Duke’s face fell.

Damn it, it took me N versions to kill Deathwing and strip his body. If you bring out a few more bosses that should appear in ten or twenty years, how many bones will I have left?

Duke immediately turned hostile: "If you want it, take it. If you don’t want it, forget it!"

"Yes! Why not?" Jaina moved as fast as lightning and snatched the Sandworm Poison away. She held it in her palm, as if she was afraid it would melt.

Finally, only Sylvanas was left.

The proud Sylvanas stood with her hands on her hips in an S-shaped posture, looking at Duke with a faint smile on her lips. Her expression clearly said, you have nothing good to give me, so just wait and see.

Duke glared at me, and his eyes showed a strong sense of masculinity - who almost threw me to the ground to eat shit just now?

Sylvanas rarely retreated, not daring to look Duke in the face. She turned her head away with a red face - Well, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, and we’ll talk about it later.

OK! It’s a deal.

Duke turned his feigned anger into a sly smile, looking at Sylvanas tenderly while holding up a small, finely crafted, gem-studded green shell: "Sylvanas, this Cavern Shell is for you. With it, once you activate it, you will have an extra magic shield out of thin air. It’s probably similar to a archmage’s Ice Shield."

When Sylvanas heard this, she was overjoyed.

What is the most difficult thing for a Ranger?

There aren’t enough life-saving skills!

Especially for those unreasonable range damage, you can only bear it with your body in despair. Now you have an extra Cavernous Insect Shell, which is equivalent to having half a life!

Sylvanas was so overjoyed that she did something that shocked everyone around her - she rushed over passionately, held Duke’s face, and gave him a deep kiss.

"Wow——" There was an uproar all around!