The biggest feature of Illucia's wedding gown was its various hollowness and gold trimming. It fully displayed the Barov Family's wealth.
As for Jaina, her low-cut wedding dress accentuated her voluptuous figure, second only to Aurelia's.
"Duque, who's the prettiest among us?!"
If it had been one of them, it would have been devastating.
However, when the four queens who were about to become brides asked at the same time, Duque was in a bind.
Usually, the four of them were busy like dogs, and the other three queens were quite diligent. Although Kalia was a mascot, she preferred to run around Lordaeron, inspecting the people and consoling them.
Because they were all busy, they were not like the harem of the emperors on Earth, where they were all scheming and scheming.
They were usually as close as sisters, and even accompanied Duque in his craziness. It was impossible to say that they did not have a competitive heart.
Wasn't this?
As soon as the question was asked, they each made a big move.
Queen Sylvanas, who had always been domineering, seemed to have finally let go of the hatred in her heart after Arthas's demise. Although she was pregnant now, the crystallization of love between demigods was not that easy to settle. Just the fusion of divinity and the injection of powerful magic would consume a lot of time and energy.
Not only was her pregnancy likely to last longer than her sisters, but her belly was also not bulging at all. Without the shocking aura of wanting to kill people all day, Queen Sylvanas exuded the unique allure of a wife.
As a matter of fact, Queen Sylvanas, who never liked to be pretentious, actually pulled up the left side of her skirt with one hand, revealing a perfect and beautiful leg.
Wow! Long legs?
Beside her, Illucia knew that her body proportion could not compete with Queen Sylvanas, and actually shyly turned sideways. Her beautiful back, which was partly hidden by the hollowed out wedding dress, showed the perfect curve of her butt. Seeing this, Duque's cock moved.
Of course, the more exciting thing was yet to come. Without Aurelia, Jaina's Theramore Peak was still quite fierce. With a slight bend, under the effect of gravity, the violent beauty of the mass easily blinded Duque's eyes.
Everyone was clearly immortal, so why could Jaina still grow and approach Aurelia's level?
Among the four women, Kalia's figure was the slimmest.
Everyone was wondering what kind of sexy pose she would put on. In the end, Kaliya didn't pose at all. She just held a bunch of pure white lilies, slightly tilted her head, and revealed a pure and beautiful smile.
Oh my god! No matter how many years had passed, Duque would never get tired of looking at that pure beauty that seemed to have solidified for eternity.
Alright!
Here comes the problem. What f * cking four choices? How do you expect Duque to choose?
"All of you are the prettiest in my heart …" Duque decisively chose to muddle through.
"No!"
"You have to choose one!"
"If you don't choose today, don't even think about leaving."
"Choose. Duque, no matter who you choose, we won't blame you. "
The four girls attacked Duque from all sides.
If Du Mouke was still a hotheaded teenager, he might have chosen it on impulse.
But in the queen's harem, whoever chose her would be a fool.
Do you believe that the alliance will break apart!?
Since they were starting a harem, they would either have one big and all small, or they would all be big.
Aurelia wasn't here to hold the fort. If Duque still dared to give them a high ground, he would be courting death.
He couldn't choose!
He definitely couldn't choose!
Even if he had to endure the ten great tortures of the Qing Dynasty, he couldn't choose!
Even though he was surrounded by the white Mount Hyjal, and even though the beautiful faces were as beautiful as flowers, Duque felt like he was living in hell.
Just as Duque was about to vent his anger and shout, "If you keep messing around, I won't marry anyone!", suddenly, a tremor came from the heavens and the earth.
Rumble!
This wasn't an adjective.
It was a real earthquake!
"Rumble …" Another sound rang out.
This time, all the women reacted.
The two mothers reacted the fastest. Aurelia put Innilis in a slanted bag, while Sasha hugged Duque's other daughter, Atalanta. They hurried over to meet everyone.
Queen Sylvanas was also very fast. She quickly took off her wedding dress and put on her ranger outfit in a few seconds.
The other three women also changed their clothes in a hurry.
Rumble … Continuous tremors came. Duque opened the window and looked out. He saw that there were small cracks on the outer walls of many houses.
"F * ck! It can't be? "
Even though Duque had waited for this day for a long time, he didn't expect that this day would come when he was about to get married.
"Duque! Can you feel it? "As a demigod of wind, at least half of Queen Sylvanas' mind was maintaining the elemental realm, so she was the most sensitive.
She clearly felt that the entire wind elemental realm was restless.
"I heard Al 'Akir's voice! He's issuing a declaration of challenge to the entire Azeroth. "
Vashj, who was dressed in a maid's outfit, entered the room and said in a deep voice, "The water elemental realm is a little different."
As a demigod directly under Azeroth, Vashj, who was in charge of Lordamir Lake, was also well aware of the unusual movements in the water elemental realm.
Originally, the black dragons were all of the earth attribute. Unfortunately, Onyxia was a different species. She played with fire. She also came, but she smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I can't feel anything."
Instead, Duque could feel that his old friend who couldn't hold back his temper in the land of fire let out a deafening roar in that world of fire.
"Duque — Marcus —"
That was a declaration of war!
Duque tilted his head slightly.
Wind Elemental Lord Al 'Akir and Fire Elemental Lord Ragnaros were expected opponents who would come to cause trouble sooner or later.
Duque had a doubt. Who gave them the courage to cause trouble when Nesario's grave was already three feet high?
However, he still had to do what he had to do.
In the Holy Light Cathedral of Stormwind City, in a very secret basement, an old man in a white robe led a group of black-robed believers to carry out some kind of evil ritual that was the complete opposite of the Holy Light.
The old man raised his hands high and shouted in a passionate voice.
"It's here!"
"The long-awaited trial of Twilight is here —"
"Azeroth will return to the rule of the great ancient god. All the creation of the usurper will be destroyed. Only the truly devout can live on after the Day of Judgment. "
"Only the Faceless, the Twilight Dragon, the Eternal Dragon, the elemental creatures, these selected creatures, as well as the most devout Twilight believers, can share the glory of the ancient gods in this new world shrouded in shadows —"
When the fanatical atmosphere was about to sweep the entire basement, suddenly, two sharp daggers silently stabbed into the back of the old man in a white robe …
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