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Chapter 1072

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Duque's words sounded more like some sort of subconscious comfort, but Tyrande believed him without a doubt.

Tyrande no longer had any doubts about Duke's abilities as he was able to teleport the two of them back before the Burning Legion's three leaders could regain their senses and go on a rampage.

If Duque said it was fine, then it was fine.

Her heart, which had just started to waver, quickly calmed down.

Mount Hyjal was getting closer and closer. As another base of the Night Elves' Nature faction, Tyrande felt reassured every time she came to Mount Hyjal.

Suddenly, Tyrande heard the Goddess's voice.

"My child, you've worked hard. Can I trouble you to persuade your companion to come to Mount Hyjal? "

Tyrande hesitated when she heard this. She had heard from Malfurion about a few mysterious powerhouses.

Including Du Kang beside him, there were a total of three humans. These were humans who were completely different from the humans of Kalimdor.

They were powerful, mysterious, proficient in all kinds of spells, and had battle techniques that even the best Night Elf Thieves could not master. No one knew where they came from.

When they were dealing with the Burning Legion, they obviously had a common goal and naturally formed an alliance. But what about after that?

"Goddess Elune is looking for you?" Duque suddenly asked Tyrande after sensing the Goddess's power.

"Yes, if you don't mind, the Goddess hopes that you can go to Mount Hyjal." Tyrande asked carefully. In her daze, she seemed to have become that helpless slave girl again.

Duque laughed. "Heh! Just nice, I also have something to ask Goddess Elune for help. "

Since both sides had the same wish, it was easy.

Tyrande heaved a sigh of relief and continued to sit behind Duque. She hugged Duque's waist and pressed her Mount Hyjal against Duque's back, just like she had done in those days when she needed comfort the most.

Unbeknownst to Tyrande, a few hundred meters behind her, a pair of brothers were staring at her from atop two dragons.

Illidan shouted in his heart.

No!

It can't be like this!

It shouldn't be like this!

Tyrande is mine! At the very least, she would be Malfurion's. How could a jerk suddenly appear and take her away?

These voices lingered in Illidan's mind, telling him of the unimaginable.

Yes, there was a time when he was jealous of his brother, but he couldn't imagine doing anything that would hurt Malfurion, such as cutting off his left arm.

But at such a time, he could not control his thoughts, and felt that this unthinkable thought of his was somehow a comfort to him.

If the one who stole Tyrande was her brother, at least the pain of losing her would be slightly alleviated. Deep in his heart, Illidan still hoped that Tyrande would turn back and abandon the human spy who had once served Kil'jaeden.

Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope. Given time, Tyrande would realize that the two of them were more outstanding than the Infernal Affairs, and he was more outstanding than his elder brother.

Perhaps to many couples, Tyrande's current actions were undoubtedly the greatest betrayal of their feelings.

Perhaps, many men would turn their love into hate because of this.

But at this moment, Illidan, who was wearing a green turban, and his elder brother, Malfurion, who was wearing the traditional green hat of the Druids, looked at each other and saw that they did not regret their choice.

Of course, he chose to forgive her!

Yes! As childhood sweethearts, this was an inevitable choice …

However, compared to his elder brother who was prepared to do nothing, Illidan had a more radical approach. He secretly pinched his chest, where there were a few bottles of well water from the Well of Eternity. This was not the water that flowed into the Magic Vein and was diluted by the river water. This was the purest well water from the Forbidden Palace of Azshara.

"If I do something like this … Tyrande will definitely look at me differently," Illidan silently told himself.

Dragons were the fastest flying creatures in this era.

Not long after, the four Dragon Kings arrived at the peak of Mount Hyjal.

It was only when the magnificent Temple of the Moon Lady entered her vision that Tyrande realized that she had returned to her own life.

That's right! Unless the Goddess changed her mind, she would once again become the beautiful High Priestess of the Temple of the Moon Lady that countless people looked up to and worshipped.

"Tyrande —"

"High Priestess!"

Tyrande could already hear the cheers of the Elune Sisters below. She awkwardly shifted to keep her distance from Duque and waved to the sisters.

As they got closer and closer to the ground, Tyrande subconsciously felt a little timid. She had no idea how to tell her sisters about her experiences over the past few days.

She did not know what the Goddess of Elune had told her sisters, but it seemed that the sisters did not have a bad impression of her because she had been captured by the demons. Instead, their eyes were filled with fanatical worship.

Tyrande did not have time to ask, because after she and Duque were put down, the four Dragon Kings quickly transformed into their human forms. They urgently needed a meeting to understand the situation of the Burning Legion.

Alexstrasza walked at the front, followed by the three Dragon Kings, Duque, and finally Tyrande, Rhonin, and the other transmigrators who walked behind Duque.

Many ancient dragons also turned into human forms and guarded the perimeter of the Temple of the Moon Lady, preventing anyone from getting close.

It was originally still daytime.

The moment Elune's will descended, the sky above the central hall of the Moon God Temple turned from day to night.

As the bright moonlight filled the entire hall, Duque could feel the will of the Goddess turning into a large ball of gentle light that enveloped him.

"Hello! Expert from another world, may I ask what name I should use to address you? Infernal Affairs? Or Mister Du Kang? "Elune's voice was gentle, and it was easy to associate her with the role of a mother.

Duque bowed and replied respectfully, "A name is just a code. We have our own difficulties that we cannot tell you our real names, please forgive us. So if possible, please call me by my fake name, Du Kang. "

"Alright, Du Kang. First of all, thank you and your friends for choosing the side of Azeroth in this war. We thank you on behalf of the billions of lives in Azeroth. "

An illusory white humanoid woman covered in white light appeared, looking like a marshmallow. But there was no doubt that it contained Elune's will.

Elune bowed to Duque. Not only her, but the four Dragon Kings, including Alexstrasza, also bowed to Duque.

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