Whip? Wax dripping? Yamete?
It sounded so scary!
Duque's face fell. "This … If you're a demon from the Burning Legion, then my crime of slaughtering five billion of your people is unforgivable. But … can I trouble you not to use an old torture tool that hasn't been used in centuries to pretend to be a demon from the Evil Faction in such a beautiful place? Really … you don't look like one at all! "
Suddenly, there was another whip. This time, it accurately brushed past the side of Duke's cheek, and the strong wind it brought caused Duke's face to feel a stinging pain.
"I didn't ask you about the Burning Legion!" The woman was furious.
"Not official business? Then … Tyrande, is that you? "If there was anyone that Duque owed, it would definitely be Tyrande. After all, whether it was intentional or not, he had committed crimes in the ancient war and left her behind for ten thousand years!
"Ha! You still know?! "As if adding fuel to the fire, the woman's voice suddenly rose by an octave. In her rage, she finally revealed her original voice.
Everyone had their own unique way of speaking. Tyrande's voice, which was filled with holiness and did not seem angry even when she was angry, was something that only the priestesses of the Moon Shrine possessed.
Duque no longer hesitated and used his ultimate move.
He did something that she definitely did not expect — he used his muscular strength and broke the two rusty and brittle shackles on his wrists in a very manly manner. The next moment, he followed the voice and hugged the beauty in front of him.
"I'm sorry … Tyrande …" Before Duque could finish speaking, he instinctively felt that the woman in his arms was not Tyrande. The height of her breasts was completely different! One had to know that before he transmigrated, Duque had visually measured Tyrande's size. Over the past ten thousand years, she had not weakened at all!
Alright, here comes the terrible question — who is she?
At that moment, Duque clearly felt the malice of the Goddess of Destiny.
As the black cloth in front of his eyes slid off, Duque could clearly see that he was hugging a green-haired priestess. Less than five meters in front of him, the main character of the scene, Tyrande, pushed open the door angrily and saw everything perfectly.
Such a melodramatic scene, who dares to tell me that no one deliberately arranged it? I, Duque, will be the first to not believe it!
But …
As expected, Tyrande flew into a rage.
"Die! Duque — "
Tyrande raised her hands and used her ultimate skill, [Starfall]!
Duque's face froze.
What had happened to Tyrande in the past ten thousand years? Why did it accumulate so much resentment? Duque had no way of knowing the answers to these questions.
All he knew was that things were getting out of hand.
The thick clouds in the sky were suddenly parted by a huge meteor, bringing with it the shrill cry of death as it crashed down.
It was a meteor the size of a carriage. Only Tyrande, as the High Priestess of the Moon Goddess, could accurately use Elune's power to make the meteor fall from outer space towards Duque.
The blue beam of light locked onto Duque's forehead was the best guide.
Under the power of the Moon Goddess, the meteor sped up and sped up! From breaking through the clouds to landing on Duque's forehead, it took less than three seconds.
Perhaps Duque could have chosen to dodge or use his Breaking Dawn magic to defend himself. If not, he could have used [Ice Barrier] to take the hit.
Duque did not.
Because when he saw the anger written all over that beautiful face that seemed to have been separated for only half a day, Duque's heart suddenly ached.
What happened to Tyrande was also recorded in the original history.
In the original timeline, she was also captured by Savis, but because of the Gemini's strategy, even Archimonde could not touch Tyrande under Elune's power.
Even so, many Night Elves were unhappy with Tyrande because of this, believing that she had already submitted. No! In fact, being captured was a humiliation in itself.
Because of this, rumors began to spread.
They said that Tyrande had been tainted by demons and had lost her purity, so she did not have the right to be the High Priestess of Elune.
They also said that Tyrande had already betrayed her people like Queen Azshara, but there was no evidence.
There were even rumors that Tyrande had instructed Malfurion to protect Illidan, who should have been sentenced to death.
In the original timeline, Tyrande was already so sad.
Now that Duque was a living witness, Duque could totally imagine what kind of scolding Tyrande had endured in the past ten thousand years, such as being despicable, immersed in lust, abandoning the Stormrage Brothers …
Duque silently sensed the falling meteorite from the sky. When the death that fell from the sky smashed the roof and was about to fall on his head, Duque still made a heavy decision.
It seemed like … he had not died for a long time.
Then I'll die this time, I owe you.
A [Arcane Impact] with only the force of impact pushed the woman in his arms away. Duque looked up forty-five degrees to the sky, with a faint smile on his face, and opened his arms.
Accompanying that resigned expression was the tear that flowed from his left eye.
When the meteorite was less than a meter away from Duque's head, Duque silently mouthed three words — Yes! No! Rise!
Then, Duque calmly closed his eyes and waited for death to come …
"Whoosh!"
Very abruptly, the sound of destruction came to an abrupt end.
The once incomparably noisy world seemed to have been erased by the attack of the gods.
Death did not come as expected.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds!
When Duque could not help but open his eyes again, he saw an incomparably shocking scene — the meteorite that seemed to be able to pierce through a mountain had actually stopped less than ten centimeters away from his head.
A bright white light enveloped the entire meteorite, preventing it from descending any further.
The next moment, a head of long blue hair with streaks of silver covered Duque's entire vision.
Before he could even react, Duque's lips had already been taken over by an incomparably domineering force. Under the immense force in front of him, Duque's entire body fell backwards, and he felt dizzy.
"Mmm … Mmm … Mmm —"
That familiar deep kiss, that familiar feeling of her chest. That's right, it's definitely Tyrande!
Duque was a little confused, but this did not stop him from enjoying the beauty's love.
How long did they kiss?
Almost to the point of suffocation.
It was only then that Tyrande lifted her head reluctantly. Looking at the silver thread that connected their lips, Tyrande's face flushed red in an instant.
"Bastard! Why didn't you dodge? "Tyrande scolded.
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