As someone who had witnessed a miracle with his own eyes, Grom knew that Duque had the ability to resist the darkness. This was also the biggest psychological support that kept him going.
Even though he had seen it once, when Grom saw it again, he could not suppress the excitement in his heart.
His large heart was beating wildly in his wide chest. On the arm that was tightly holding onto [Blood Roar], the veins were bulging like earthworms.
Gritting his teeth and holding his breath, Grom did not dare to miss a single detail of Duque. He was afraid that Duque's conversion to darkness would fail, and he would truly degenerate into a terrifying leader of the Burning Legion.
On Duque's chest, a golden flame suddenly appeared. Like the first spark on a dry grassland, the golden flames quickly engulfed Duke's entire body like a prairie fire.
Grom could see with his naked eyes that the dark power of darkness was being burned and purified.
The darkness on Duque's body retreated like a defeated army, until it reached the area above Duque's neck.
On his neck, the dark power, which had already turned dark, did not retreat, clashing fiercely with the power of light. Two powerful forces that mortals could only look up to, with the arteries and veins on Duque's neck as the battlefield, began an unimaginable slaughter.
At that moment, Grom suddenly noticed that the water level in the well was dropping rapidly.
The water level in the moon well the size of a baseball field was dropping at a rate of one centimeter per second.
It was as if a whirlpool had appeared on Du Ke's body, and with an imposing manner, he sucked in the pure and flawless well water through his pores.
Three seconds later, Duque suddenly vomited.
"Blargh!"
Not only did he vomit, but thick black ink was also gushing out of Duque's nostrils, ears, and even his tear ducts.
"Ughhhh!"
It was a very strange scene.
The well water that was sucked into Duque's side was pure white, and the side that he vomited on was absolutely black.
The well water swirled clockwise, creating a mystical pattern similar to the Taoist Yin-Yang Fish (Taiji Diagram).
Grom, who was watching from the side, felt a sense of awe and anticipation rose in his heart. As a former victim of the Devil's Blood, Grom was very clear on how chaotic that berserk power was. It was impossible for it to have this kind of behavior that was clearly on the side of Order.
Could it be that … Duque, this monstrous human super genius, could even conquer the terrifying dark power of the Burning Legion?
As Grom's thoughts ran wild, Duque's path of being a fraud continued.
"Light comes from darkness, and from darkness comes light!"
The tune was even more divine than the brainwashing divine tune. After more than ten minutes, the black sesame paste that Duque spat out finally became a sesame paste demon, and Duque became a sanctimonious priest wearing the skin of a holy golden priest.
Looking at Duque walking down the stairs beside the Moon Well like the most devout believer, Grom had a strange expression on his face.
He touched his coarse beard and asked, "Duque, you've finally converted the darkness in your body?"
Duque smiled bitterly. "You could say that, but you've been through it. You know that even if most of it is gone, there will always be some left."
Grom's respect for Duque grew.
Two times.
The first time was when he dealt with Archeron.
The second time was when he fought the dark power alone.
Each time, Duque had chosen to sacrifice himself when he had a choice.
Grom used to be tortured by the demon blood in his dreams, and he often woke up from his sleep because he could not suppress the violence in his heart. He was very clear about the side effects of the demon's power, so he did not dare to let any of his compatriots get close to him while he was sleeping for so many years.
Because he was afraid that he would tear his compatriots apart while he was unconscious.
Feeling Grom's sympathetic gaze, Duque could only smile bitterly. If Grom's characteristic was anger, then Duque had all seven sins.
But due to his easygoing nature, most of the seven sins had nothing to do with Duque, except …
* Cough! *
Duque waved his hand at Grom. "I'm fine. Compared to the survival of the world and the continuation of history, my business is trivial. "
Then, Duke told Grom a bunch of bullsh * t that even he didn't believe.
"Remember, we are here on behalf of the Dragon of Time, Nozdormu, to preserve the original appearance of history."
Huh! Am I sure I'm not here to destroy history?
"In our time, the High Elves were a race that had been destroyed. The capital of the Kaldorei Empire was also blown up. Even if our ultimate goal is to save planet Azeroth, it does not mean that we are going to stop the Burning Legion. "
Nonsense! If we really did stop it, how could I steal equipment from Kil 'jaeden?
"So, what we need to do is to go with the original development of history. It's fine if you don't know Azeroth's history, just listen to me. "
Good boy! Don't mess around! Don't be rash! I'll take you to steal equipment later!
Grom's eyes reddened at Duque's words. The Orc hero nodded heavily. "Yes! I'll listen to you. "
Good! The dupe succeeded!
Early the next morning, Duque had already sensed that Savis had been waiting outside. He paced back and forth anxiously, looking excited and nervous.
The test tubes that Duque had given him had probably succeeded.
Duque just had to leave him hanging.
Every time Savis couldn't restrain himself and sent the pale elven girls to ask in whispers, "Has Lord Infernal Affairs woken up yet?", he would send the fiendish Grom to stop them without any makeup.
"No! Don't talk nonsense, I'll eat you if you keep talking. "
This caused every single elf girl to go back in tears.
At noon, Duke, who was putting on airs, finally called in a few pale Elf ladies to help him change his clothes. Then, after he finished eating the various delicacies specially prepared by the High Elf Chef, he called Savis in for a chat, as though he was calling a fortune.
"Great … Great Lord Mark Dooku!" Savis was still humble and submissive, prostrating himself on all fours. He didn't skimp on anything.
Duque was happy to see this bastard who had betrayed his empire, his master, and the planet.
Duque raised his eyelids slightly. "What is it?"
"My lord! The medicine you gave me is indeed miraculous. After seeing the results, my emperor was very happy. However, this is only for the enemy. Is there anything that can increase our strength … That … "Savis also knew that Queen Azshara's request was a little too much, but he did not dare to disobey the request of the woman he deeply admired.
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