"Yes." Duque rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. Then, Duque smiled. "If your Theramore had 300,000 soldiers and 1,000 warships, what would happen to the Horde?"
Jaina thought for a while. "Probably they would constantly be coveted and spied on?"
"What if Theramore had a huge army of 5,000 Gryphons?"
"Perhaps even Thrall would have to show hostility towards Theramore?"
"What if the Wyrmrest Shrine became a subordinate of the Alliance, and all the dragons were stationed in Theramore?"
"How is that possible …" Although she said that, the intelligent Jaina had already figured out what Duque meant.
There was a limit to any kind of emotion.
When fear reached its peak, one would either launch a desperate attack — just like how there were always some people in history who went crazy and charged at the dragons with crude weapons, only to be eaten in one bite.
Or one would recognize the fact that this was a power that far exceeded one's imagination, leaving only a sense of awe!
"Okay, so Duke, what you're doing now, which one are you?"
Duque pondered for a while. "It's hard to say. Perhaps, to a certain extent or in a certain aspect, my creation is better than them, so it triggered their crazy counterattack."
Is that so?
Duque couldn't be sure.
The journey to the Molten Core was still long, and Duque had plenty of time to verify all this.
After destroying two groups of Molten Hounds, three very special looking fire demons, one big and two small, glided over from afar, wagging their tails.
"William! Facing an unknown enemy! If you were the commander, how would you deal with it? "
If William was still the personality of Rogosh's [Ghost Wolf], he would probably have gone up to fight without hesitation. After Duque obtained the magic spell to remove the split from Onyxia, allowing the two William to merge back into one and retrieve his memories, William seemed to have matured a lot.
In history, William had lost his father when he was young. After Lothar died at the hands of Orgrim, he grew up in an environment without love and care. His wife, Tiffany, had also passed away at this point in time.
If it wasn't for Andoine Wrynn, it wouldn't be surprising for William to become a loner.
Now, William was relatively calm. After all, Lothar, whom he admired the most, died of old age and not in battle. Moreover, there was Duque, the former minister of Stormwind. Although Duque was only a little more than 10 years older than him, he treated Duque as an elder.
William pondered for a while. "I will first observe and try to determine what type of monster it is, and then use half of my strength."
Duque didn't comment immediately. Instead, he asked, "What type do you think this Commander-level monster is?"
William took out his binoculars, looked at the Boss again, and replied, "Although he's holding a huge blade, compared to the giants and dogs we've met along the way, he and his guards are relatively slender. They're a little like the Nagas. Monsters that are closer to melee combat tend to be more burly, so I'm guessing that he and his guards should be spellcasters. If I were the commander, I would pay more attention to spell protection. "
Duque tilted his head. "Hey, Magni, what do you think?"
Whoever treated this seemingly boorish Dwarf King as a fool was the real fool. Magni took a sip of the strong liquor in his wineskin and curled his lips. "I have no opinion! We can fight however we want. "
Then, he changed the topic and said, "However, isn't it what we seniors should do to clean up the mess of our juniors?"
Duque laughed and turned his head to the other side. "Rhonin, since William has determined that the opponent is a spellcaster, you should pay more attention. You should pay more attention. I'll leave the magic support for this battle to you. "
"Understood, Master!" Rhonin nodded.
When Duque walked past, Aurelia used the Whisper of the Wind to ask softly, "Is it appropriate?"
"It's alright, it's just a Lucifron …"
Duque said it so casually, but this gave Aurelia absolute confidence.
Many times, a name represented a very important meaning.
If it wasn't for the terrifying War of the Three Hammers, 99.99% of humans wouldn't have known of Ragnaros. No one would have known that Ragnaros had any underlings. The Dark Age, when the Ancient Gods and Elemental Lords ran amuck in the ancient Kalimdor continent, was before the birth of the most ancient Night Elves. Even Tyrande had a hard time finding relevant information.
Now, Duke was able to call out the name of the monster that was obviously a Commander tier monster.
This meant that Duque had absolute confidence.
Aurelia's smile quickly spread among Duque's lovers.
Perhaps this was her absolute trust in Duque.
"Alessandro! Stay here with me to hold the line. "
"Yes."
Although Ashbringer was strong, it consumed too much energy and wasn't good for a long battle. Moreover, Mograine was also starting to age. Even though he was still strong in his fifties, whether he was willing to admit it or not, his stamina was much weaker than when he was young.
This was clearly reflected in the System's scan.
Fortunately, the Four Silver Sages had survived longer than history. Most of them were in their forties and were still at their peak. Perhaps they were a little old as pure Warriors, but as Holy Knights, their Holy Light was more than twice as strong as when they were young.
Duque was very pleased.
The battle started with the three Windrunner sisters firing their arrows at the same time.
The arrows were clearly shot by the three of them, but Lucifron and the two guards thought that the three arrows were shot by Theon, Gavinrad, and Seidan, the three Paladins, due to their skillful footwork and visual disorientation.
It sounded ridiculous, but the common skill of Rangers and Hunters, Mislead, was just that awesome.
Seeing the three idiotic fellows split into three groups, and in less than a minute, the first guard was taken down, Magni muttered, "Perhaps this is what you mean by 'not good enough', Duque. I feel like this battle isn't challenging at all. It's like torturing those energetic but lacking in combat skills at home. How boring! "
Duque glanced at Magni's ridiculously luxurious equipment and cursed in his heart, If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have brought so much good equipment for you when we went back to the War of the Ancients.
Suddenly, the System Genie let out a sharp alarm.
On the way they came, a huge Commander-level figure suddenly appeared. On the other side, in the distance behind Lucifron, dust rose into the air.
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