The terrifying suction force spread to the Demon Lord's body.
Mannoroth's movements started to slow down. He looked at an Eredar and realized that the same thing was happening to an Eredar Warlock. The Night Elves didn't seem to be affected much, but their movements were getting slower and slower.
"What … happened …?" he muttered to himself.
Mannoroth's tail hit the floor heavily, trying to resist this force. Just as he raised his hand that was holding the double-headed greatsword, his eyes suddenly widened. His scaly fur was now translucent. He could clearly see the muscles and bones in his body, and they didn't seem real anymore.
"Impossible!" the Burning Legion's vanguard said in a booming voice. "Absolutely impossible!"
A huge force pulled him up, and he felt like he was rising into the air like a balloon. Then, like a feather, he was sucked into the tornado-like crack in the portal.
Near the city of Azshara, and even on the entire continent of ancient Kalimdor, every single soldier of the Allied Army who was fighting a bloody battle was stunned to see this unbelievable scene in front of them. The demons that had been incomparably ferocious just a moment ago, wanting to tear apart everything in their way, were all sucked away.
It was as if the enemies they had fought for for months and sacrificed countless lives to resist were just a bunch of laughable illusions.
Krasus, Malfurion, Alexstrasza, and even Elune, the Goddess of the Moon, who had sent down her divine will, asked the black figure standing above the crack in the huge portal.
"What did you do?"
"Me? Haha! I just changed the incantation that N 'Zoth taught me, sucking away most of the creatures in Azeroth, and only sucking the demons into the Twisting Nether. "Duque, who had just done something earth-shattering, seemed extremely calm.
"You will pay the price! I'll remember you! "The will of an Ancient God flashed before disappearing.
Almost everyone's heart skipped a beat. As expected, these evil fellows never gave up.
However, to be able to change the incantation of an Ancient God, where did this Du Kang come from? One had to know that in this era, there weren't many existences who understood the Ancient God's incantation, unless they were evil cultists hiding in the dark …
Speaking of which, this guy really doesn't have any psychological burden at all. First, he sold out the Burning Legion, then the Ancient Gods. He was so daring and reckless. I really don't know how to describe this crazy and outstanding spy.
At this moment, the Teleportation Gate was slowly closing. Unfortunately, the Well of Eternity that had calmed down for a while began to boil again.
Duque said, "I'll leave this place to you. I need to work on the Twisting Nether. "
"What are you doing?" Ysera asked loudly.
Duque revealed the most mysterious and incomprehensible smile. "It's rare for me to have such a powerful weapon. How can I vent my hatred if I don't get rid of the Burning Legion? Don't worry, after this, I guarantee that the Burning Legion will not be able to invade Azeroth on a large scale for at least ten thousand years. "
Ten thousand years?
What kind of joke was this?
Being able to maintain peace for a hundred years was already a miracle.
Moreover, the main force of the Burning Legion had only been forcefully dragged away, not destroyed. What right did this Du Kang have to say such big words?
Unless …
An idea that could not be any crazier began to emerge in the minds of all the experts.
Could this guy be …
They really wanted to imagine what Duque would do, but there was no time. A huge black light began to bloom on the Well of Eternity.
A terrifying tremor that seemed to never stop spread in all directions along with the magic power of the Well of Eternity.
"Kaboom!" With a loud noise, a huge crack at least a hundred meters wide split the entire city of Azshara in half, and the huge crack was still showing signs of expanding.
The powerful magic seal was still protecting the Forbidden Palace of Azshara, but no one knew how long it would last.
"Go!" The giant dragons descended and rescued the heroes who had been fighting on the ground.
"Where's Tyrande?! Tyrande hasn't returned yet! "Illidan yelled at his brother.
Malfurion's body trembled. "I don't know, will he …"
The 'he' he was referring to was, of course, Duque. No one knew what Duque was going to do next.
Sitting in the control room of the Twisting Nether, Duque gleefully tapped the beat and hummed an unknown tune. He sensed the situation outside and even had the mood to tease Tyrande.
Tyrande was so scared that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. Even her body was trembling.
"Don't worry! This is a super long-distance interstellar teleportation. Even Sargeras, who was the first to come back, would need five minutes and eighteen seconds. I also specially chose the slowest spatial tunnel for him. If I'm not wrong, he will come back with his subordinates. "
"What if we're discovered by the demons here?" Tyrande couldn't imagine how the hundreds of millions of demons here would react if they found out that she and Duque were doing this.
"It's fine. I've already secretly blocked all spatial communications here. I have enough time to do whatever I want."
What was audacity?
This was audacity to the extreme!
Although every hero must have a big heart, but to have a big heart like Du Ke, it was truly unheard of and unheard of.
Tyrande felt a sense of excitement.
It was a thrill that she had never felt in her thousands of years of life, from her childhood to her teenage years to her youth.
Illidan was very good to her, and so was Malfurion. However, she had never felt such a taboo excitement from these two childhood friends.
Ever since she was young, she had always followed the rules, listened to the sounds of nature, and followed the teachings of the Goddess. She was the spokesperson of the Goddess, the example of all that was good.
She had never tried to play with the Burning Legion, who could destroy the entire world, in the palm of her hand.
Walking on a tightrope on a mountain of blades.
Dancing on the tip of a blade.
Disco dancing at the gates of hell.
There was nothing more exciting than this in the world.
Her heart was racing, her adrenaline was pumping out adrenaline, and the endorphins in her brain were spreading joy.
From the misery, grievance, and terror after being captured to the fact that the situation was about to turn around and they were about to successfully defend Azeroth and become a special existence beside the great hero of Azeroth, the complex emotions brought about by the ups and downs were indescribable.
The more Tyrande thought about it, the more excited she was, and the more afraid she was.
Unknowingly, all her thoughts and concerns were placed on this strange man who had once rudely dominated her, gave her despair, and gave her the greatest hope.
"Ha! We're finally at the last step! "Duque laughed.
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