"Nefarian, do you dare to come out of your lair and fight me?!"
Duque's declaration of challenge was so domineering!
Onyxia's beautiful eyes flickered, revealing a rare infatuation and fanaticism. How could the noble Princess of the Black Dragon submit to a mere mortal?
Yes!
Only such a great man with such spirit!
Only such a peerless powerhouse who drove the world forward!
That was enough for her to be willing to submit to him!
She witnessed with her own eyes how Duque completely overwhelmed her brother in terms of aura. This feeling, which she did not know was whether it was depravity or sublimation, dominated Onyxia's entire soul in an instant.
Violent and blazing!
"That's right! This is the kind of male I want! "
It was impossible for Duke to hear Onyxia's shouts, and even more so, he didn't know that this was the ultimate weapon against Onyxia, a person who worshipped the strong to the bone!
Nefarian was stunned. He was truly stunned.
For a moment, he almost wanted to agree to Duque's challenge on the spot.
A second later, Nefarian shrank back.
Although Duque's reputation among the mortals was like the sun in the sky, it was simply unbearable in the Black Dragon Clan.
How did Nethario die?
How did Onyxia die?
Didn't he still fall into Duke's trap and die?!
Duque made it sound like a duel, but who knew if he would be the one challenging all the powerhouses of the Alliance and the Horde, as well as his disappointing sister?
He had no way of knowing what the Molten Core looked like, but Duke had obviously freed up his hands.
Moreover, as a rare great scientist in the Dragon Clan, Nefarian had always believed that with the passage of time, the chance of victory was on his side!
When he thought of this, his refusal was logical.
"Hmph! I refuse! You're just a mortal, you're not qualified for me to accept your challenge. Of course, if you and your laughable teammates have the ability to kill your way to my throne at the top of the Blackrock Spire, I don't mind personally granting you eternal death! Hehehe! "Nefarian's phantom disappeared after letting out a few pretentious chuckles.
Duque heaved a sigh of relief when he felt Nefarian's consciousness fading away. He immediately teleported back to Karazhan with Onyxia.
As soon as they stepped out of the portal, Onyxia turned around and revealed a bright smile with a blush. "Yo! My dear master, why do I feel that you don't want my brother to come out and fight with you? "
Duque patted the dragon butt, and Onyxia immediately let out a coquettish cry of surprise.
"No sane commander would want to fight on two fronts. Because that usually meant defeat and death. Although we used Majordomo to deceive the sleeping Ragnaros, the extinguishing of the flame rune will eventually trigger his nerves. Now, the only way to deal with Ragnaros was to scare Nefarian and prevent him from escaping. Of course, it's also a good choice if Nefarian comes out to die. "
Onyxia's eyes turned craftily. "You're afraid that when we're dealing with the Fire Demon King, my brother will come out, right? That's why you're deliberately trying to scare him … Will this work? "
Duque's eyes flashed. "Hehe! I can't afford to take the risk, but how can he? After all, I'm a man with the titles of [Dragon Slayer] and [Dragon Vanquisher]. Since you Black Dragons like to play tricks, he will naturally overthink things. Overthinking things means that he is not decisive. Nefarian will definitely not dare to come out before his research is completed. "
"Aren't you afraid that my brother's research …"
"For someone who has already peeped into fate, your brother's research is not worth mentioning."
Fate …?
Onyxia felt as if her heart was being violently tugged at. She could not be afraid of the strong, retribution, and revenge, but she was afraid of fate.
Moreover, when faced with an existence that knew all your cards but could not do anything about it, the deepest despair would definitely drive her crazy.
It was this helplessness and desperation that caused her to surrender.
Suddenly, Onyxia knelt down.
"Hmm?"
"Master, did you know? You were too domineering just now, I like it … "
"Huh?" Duque felt that something was wrong. "Wait, what are you doing?"
"Didn't you always ask me to taste the Dragon Taming Whip? Now I'm taking the initiative to taste it! "Looking up, Onyxia threw Duque a flirtatious and slightly bewitching look.
Duque felt his bones go limp …
Dragon taming was just a side show. Duque's attention was still focused on the Molten Core. During this period, Ragnaros's consciousness showed signs of awakening twice, but Majordomo, who was under Duque's control, managed to fool him.
Finally, on the 16th of September, the great craftsman Gerbin and Duke Hydacis came together to visit.
"Duque! Everything is ready! " A dwarf and a water elemental. Even though they were two different species, they had the same fanaticism in their eyes.
Duque smiled. "I knew you could do it."
On the 18th of September, the Alliance and the Horde invested almost all the powerful fighters they could.
On the Horde's side, only Thrall was left to guard the main city.
On the Alliance's side, General Abbendis guarded the Lordaeron Continent, Bu Laing Bronzebeard and Reginald Windsor led the army to guard the Scorching Canyon and Burning Steppes, as well as Turalyon who stayed in front of the Dark Portal. The rest of the people who were above the realm of heroes were all involved in this battle that would decide the fate of the Eastern Kingdom and even the entire Azeroth.
If they failed, the enraged Ragnaros would not only destroy half of the Redridge Mountain, but the entire Southern Continent.
The surrounding air was still hot and suffocating. Grom and the other powerful fighters of the Horde were not used to the cold spray on their shoulders and the strange mask that could be worn at any time.
But seeing that all the powerful fighters of the Alliance wore it, they could only force themselves to use it.
Fortunately, it was easy to operate. In theory, they only needed to press one of the white buttons on their shoulders to continuously spray out cold mist. According to Gerbin, this could prevent them from suffocating to death by inhaling too much hot gas.
Majordomo Majordomo, who was supposed to be one of the leaders of the Molten Core, listened to Duque's lecture like a grandson. Wo Jin felt a strange sense of joy.
For some reason, Wo Jin had a feeling that the hunt for the Fire Demon King would be quite successful.
It wasn't just him. Everyone was about to face the powerful Elemental Demigod, Ragnaros, who was second only to the Ancient Gods. However, everyone remembered that Duke had killed so many powerhouses with no losses. At most, he had let Arthas escape. Everyone was brimming with confidence.
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