What kind of existence was a planet's will, or commonly known as a Star Soul?
This was a very general topic, and no one could explain it clearly.
Duque had read countless ancient books in Karazhan, but there were not many records about the planet's will. Obviously, it was not the only case that Planet Azeroth had a will.
In some cases, the planet only had a very vague concept of survival.
However, Duque noticed that there were traces of a Star Soul on a planet that Medivh had personally set foot on. Unfortunately, that Star Soul had been defeated and perished in the face of the Burning Legion's invasion. The most crucial part of this record was that at the last moment, the Star Soul had fought for survival, or perhaps it was for the most thorough resistance. It did something that seemed exaggerated, but Duque felt was reasonable —
The Star Soul had bet everything on a mortal hero.
That guy was like a lottery jackpot, obtaining a full set of luxurious equipment, including three middle-grade artifacts, in just a week. Then, that guy became the otherworld's version of Long Aotian, forming an army of a million people in a month to fight against the Burning Legion.
Unfortunately, it was unknown whether the Star Soul itself was too weak, or that the otherworld's Long Aotian was not talented enough. Anyway, after that guy killed two high-level Void Lords in one go, Archimonde directly attacked and smashed him into pieces. A vigorous war of resistance also ended with the victory of evil.
Planet Azeroth was valued by the Pantheon, and there was definitely a reason why the Titan boss Aman 'Thul did not hesitate to let those blind ancient gods go to protect Planet Azeroth.
Perhaps, if Duque had transmigrated a little later, he would have known about this' history 'in the later versions of the game.
The problem was that there were no ifs in this world!
One day, Duque's brain would run out of information about transmigrators. Then, when faced with an unknown fate, the best choice was to strengthen himself.
Duque did not know if the planet's will would reward him for helping Planet Azeroth kill C 'Thun, or how much it would give him.
At the very least, it would be good to have a good impression of the planet's will.
What if it gets excited or anxious and wants to find some demigod hero to pass on his peerless skills to me, Duque! I don't mind being Du Aotian.
Of course, as a transmigrator and a newly advanced demigod with a brain, Duque would never put all his eggs in one basket.
If it really did turn over, it would be a complete loss.
There was no need to deliberately curry favor with the will of Planet Azeroth. It would be good if there were benefits, but there was nothing to complain about if there were no benefits.
After all, the path of the gods was basically a dark path.
C 'Thun and the other Ancient Gods were so powerful, but didn't they still fall, get sealed, and get beaten up?
The seemingly omnipotent Titans of the Pantheon Palace who claimed to be eternal were also killed to the point where not even their seeds were left.
In the original history, the mortal heroes of Azeroth had a final battle with the resurrected Sargeras.
It could be foreseen that the resurrected Sargeras would have an almost invincible divine power.
This Sargeras would even be at his peak!
Blindly focusing on the path of the Titans of the Pantheon Palace would not be able to defeat such a Sargeras.
Duque pondered for a long time before he figured out a truth.
Now, the various powers that the mortal heroes of Azeroth had mastered, such as the anger of the Warriors, the energy of the Thieves, and the magic of the Pharaoh. From another perspective, this was also a microcosm of the laws and territories mastered by the higher-level masters.
Perhaps, the two of them had always been one.
Taking the Burning Legion as an example, they basically deduced the power of shadow and fire from dark energy. On this basis, the Eredar Warlocks appeared, and then there were the so-called Death Knights and Demon Hunters and other branches.
If one used the weak and one-sided power system mastered by mortals to work backwards, they might eventually be able to trace back to the origin of the power of this universe.
From Duque's point of view, this was the most reliable and practical path to the pinnacle of power.
This path seemed to take the longest detour, but it was the most dependable, and one would not be fooled by the so-called predecessors.
It was a pity that the way to embark on this path was to keep trying.
Just like the scientists before he transmigrated, they would constantly face failure in almost endless attempts, and then learn from each setback, constantly perfecting themselves, and finally open the door to the pinnacle of power in the universe.
To find such a key in this vast universe was not a chore that could be described with the word "difficult".
To be honest, even Duque himself was not confident that he would succeed.
But he could already predict what the future would be like.
Either he could directly surpass the limits of the world, dismantle the Distorted Void, and beat up Sargeras.
Or …
Uh, actually …
The upper limit of the power system of Azeroth was very high. Even if it did not work out, he could go with the flow and convince Xing Hun to release the upper limit of power in advance, and nurture a large number of demigods in advance.
At that time, a large number of demigods would be wearing full sets of divine equipment.
That glorious orange light, even if they could not fight, could frighten the Burning Legion's Void Lords to the point that they could not take care of themselves.
But if he were to take this path, many would still have to train!
At this moment, after confirming the fall of C 'Thun, the four Dragon Aspects, led by Alexstrasza, turned into human forms and walked over.
The Red Dragon Queen circled one hand around Duque's neck, and without a care in the world, she stuck Duque under her armpit. "Oh, oh, Duque boy, we really look at you in a different light! I didn't expect you to be able to support the Wyrmrest Matrix through Onyxia, and even communicate with the will of the planet … Hehe, actually, the Wyrmrest Temple has a dragonification spell, are you interested? "
"Get lost! I'm doing well as a magic demigod for humans and elves, I'm not going to be your subordinate. And that thing can at most turn a human into a half-dragon, right? It's useless. "
"No! It's very useful, at least I can see you with a tail growing out of your butt. "
Damn, what kind of bad taste was this?
Alright, seeing that Alexstrasza had used the Dragon's Peak to stare at his face, he felt quite good, so a gentleman like Duque decided to bear with it.
"Thank you again, Duque." Ysera came up and politely bowed to Duque.
"You're welcome. If you could control the more radical Druids, I would be very grateful." Duque glanced at Fandral Staghelm, who had been acting like a bystander throughout the entire process. Since Tyrande was unwilling to attack this fellow, Duque could not directly attack him. But Duque was quite willing to give Fandral some trouble.
"I will." Although Ysera did not quite understand, he still agreed.
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