[C 'Thun's Tentacle]!
This was an item that was deeply loved by gentlemen. If it was in the game, this accessory could summon a C 'Thun's tentacle to whip the player's enemies.
Just like [Barov's Butler Bell], it could summon three thugs in an instant to obstruct traffic and affect the city's appearance. Ahem, wrong, it was to disturb the enemy.
If Duque couldn't manipulate the elements and make them into whips or tentacles or something, he might use them to tame dragons someday.
Of course, at this moment, this was just a proof.
The Twin Emperors were very arrogant. In the past, their noses were almost pointing to the sky.
However, when Duque showed this tentacle that had lost its owner but not its life, their dead-like faces changed several times.
This was the end of an era.
As servants, of course they could sense that C 'Thun was done for. It was just that without seeing it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe it. This was a fact.
"The era of the Ancient Gods is over. In the future, maybe Yogg-Saron will jump out, and so will Asha … Well, forget about that despicable villain N 'Zoth. But so what? If I can kill an Ancient God, I can naturally kill the second, the third! "
Duque's words were like a hammer, hammering hard on the Twin Emperors' hearts, smashing their last reservations into powder.
Simply forcing them to surrender was very simple.
But kings and emperors were not the same thing.
Since ancient times, there had been kings who occupied land, but there had never been emperors who occupied land.
Simply forcing them to surrender, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't rebel in the future, or be a little lazy. That's right, Duque could indeed control whether their souls were annihilated or not, but he couldn't control their hearts — ambitions!
Only the most thunderous suppression, even calculating the future, could subdue these two incomparably arrogant Insect Emperors.
Moreover, in Duque's next plan, the Twin Emperors also played an extremely important role.
As twin brothers, Emperor Vek 'lar and Emperor Vek' lar were naturally connected.
Yes!
They were already dead.
In their spiritual state, they could be said to have no desires.
But they still had to find a way out for their own people.
In this battle, the Qiraji insect people could be said to have suffered heavy losses. The destruction of several large insect nests, as well as the fall of the Ahn 'Qiraj Holy Temple, was almost a disaster for the Qiraj insect people.
If they wanted to struggle at death's door and for their race to continue, they had to find a way out. Otherwise, with the size of the insect race, it would not be a dream for them to be wiped out. Especially after Duque showed them the scene of him contacting the Azeroth Star Soul and destroying C 'Thun's body and divine power organization with lava, they were even more clear that the insect race's greatest support was gone.
In front of Duque, the Twin Emperors, who were once incomparably arrogant, heavily bent their knees in a uniform movement that was difficult for others to imitate, bending the spine that had only been bent in front of C 'Thun.
"Veknilas (Vek 'lor) greets my lord!"
At this very moment, the Twin Emperors were broadcasting to the entire Qiraj Insect Race through the Insect Race's unique mental network.
With this kneel, the new master and servant names had been determined.
From this moment on, there were no more Qiraj insect people as C 'Thun's servants. There were only Qiraj insect people as servants of Duke Marcus.
In the eyes of humans and other races, becoming a servant was an absolutely unacceptable thing.
In the eyes of the insect swarm, this was a kind of inevitability.
Under the leadership of the strongest god in the realm of gods, even if they were servants, it was a kind of glory.
For a moment, almost all the insect warriors who were still alive suddenly let out sharp cries. In every cave of Silithus, in the areas of Ahn 'Qiraj that had not yet been cleared, the unique sharp cries of the insect swarm echoed everywhere.
This scene frightened the Alliance and Horde warriors who had already entered a state of celebration. Many people almost wet their pants and threw down the large wine glasses in their hands, looking around for their weapons in a drunken state.
The next moment, Duque's voice was broadcast in all places connected to the magic net, "I am Duke Marcus, and the Qiraj insect people are now swearing allegiance to me. This is not an enemy attack! I repeat! This is not an enemy attack! "
This message was quickly translated into various language versions, Darnassus, Dwarven, Gnome, Orc …
The air was suddenly silent, and immediately, in every corner of Silithus, there was an even louder cheer.
"Hahaha! I knew it! "
"Bullshit! You were the first one to wet your pants! Did you see that your pants are wet? "
"Don't talk nonsense! That's the wine I spilled! "
"Don't talk nonsense! Let's drink to our invincible commander, Sir Duke Marcus – "
"Cheers!"
The group of heartless guys once again drank to their heart's content.
Only the higher-ups of the Horde looked very interesting.
Sal and Wojin looked at each other and saw each other's bitterness – the gap between the Alliance and the Horde had widened again.
This time, it could be said that both continents were suffering at the same time.
The Alliance first had Ragnaros the Balrog and Nefarian the demigod dragon causing chaos, then Naxxramas spreading natural disasters back and forth, and finally, the two troll clans (kingdoms) of Zuaman and Zul 'Gurub.
The Horde was only attacked by the swarm.
The successive disasters of the Eastern Kingdom Continent were all extinguished without mishap. Although the losses on the battlefield were not small, and many villages and towns were destroyed, it was far from the point of serious damage.
The development of the Horde, on the other hand, had suffered a devastating blow. All the new colonies were destroyed, and the major cities were hit hard and almost fell.
After fighting a battle, it was still a victory. In terms of economy and population, the Horde was suffering a huge loss. Even if it wasn't a huge gain, they would at least be able to fight to a draw with the Floating Fortress and the entire insectoid alliance.
In addition, the Horde now had Duque, a living, unremarkable demigod, as the boss. This gap was so desperate that they could only look up to him.
At this time, Grom stood up. "Great Chief, I have an idea …"
"Hmm?"
At the same time, in Naxxramas, Duque gently lifted the Twin Emperors with the Hand of Magic.
"Since you have chosen to be loyal to me, I am not an ungrateful guy. These two things can be considered a greeting gift to you! "
First, Duque gently put on the newly received ring on Veknilas the Great's hand. Originally, this ring should have been called [Ring of the Ancient Gods], symbolizing the power and glory of C 'Thun. Now, the name on that ring was forcibly crossed out by Duque with high-intensity divine power, and a new name was written next to it in the common language [Ring of the Godslayer].
Then, what was given to Veknilas the Great was [Argus' Apostle]!
As the saying goes, the Emperor's Mind.
The Twin Emperors were such smart guys, how could they not think that Duque was warning them not to have any unnecessary thoughts?
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