In the duke's mansion in Stormwind City, Duque had used close to a hundred magic mirrors to turn his mansion's main hall into a control center that was even more powerful than the Alliance's headquarters.
The hundred or so images were just the bird's eye view of the important cities of the Alliance. In each large image, there were a dozen or even hundreds of smaller images attached to it. As long as Duke used his divine sense, he could immediately pull them out and take a closer look.
In fact, in Karazhan, which was connected to the Weave, Karthika was currently commanding seven or eight Radiant Moons and close to a hundred Morning Rank Einherjars to monitor the situation of the Twilight believers.
Most of these Einherjars were Alliance mages who had died after Duque became a demigod. Perhaps it was because their lifespans had come to an end, or perhaps they had died on the battlefield, but they firmly believed that people like them would not be able to go to heaven. Thus, they became Duque's subordinates as Einherjars and became a part of the Weave.
As a demigod of the Weave, Duque was becoming more and more like a god.
It was a pity that this demigod, who should have been high and mighty, was doing something that did not match up with him.
"I'll just quietly watch you act cool."
"I've never interrupted you."
"You can destroy everything in seconds."
"Your parents are afraid of you."
Duque made his two daughters giggle as he sang an unreliable song. However, the two mothers were speechless.
While it was good for daughters to be close to their fathers, they felt that if Duque took care of all the education, the beautiful Elf girls would be led astray by Duque before they were even three years old.
Yes, in theory, these two girls were half-human and half-elf. Because Duke had the body of a demigod, he was able to impregnate the two girls, so technically speaking, the two little girls should be demigods and half-elves.
That made the two babies look completely like High Elven babies, with no human characteristics at all. What was interesting was that even though Alleria had a head of brilliant blonde hair, Innilis had silver hair that was almost as white as Sasha's. Atalanta had blond hair.
It could only be said that the genes of the Windrunner family in terms of hair color were clearly divided into two shades, pure gold and pure silver. The only difference was when it was revealed as a dominant gene.
Aurelia was worried that if the child didn't resemble Duque, Duque would have a problem with it. Duque didn't think much of it. "Of course a girl should resemble her mother. Look at me, compared to the elves, I'm a typical long-waisted, short-legged person. This kind of girl won't be able to charm men when she grows up! "
After playing with his daughter, Duque looked at his woman's Mount Hyjal, which was obviously a size bigger than before. He bared his teeth and went into work mode.
The family left, and an existence that rarely appeared in front of Duque appeared.
"Greetings, Master." Queen Saloras, who had typical demon goat horns and skin that was even darker purple, knelt on one knee.
Duque waved his hand. "I'll give you the souls of those scum. Pry something out of Beneditas for me later."
With one sentence, he decided the fate of thousands of Twilight believers active in the Alliance. That was the power of the Alliance Commander.
Saloras was quite excited. This was the first time that Duque had publicly rewarded them with souls. After relying on Duque for so long, the twins were almost suffocated.
As for Beneditas, he was indeed dead. But his soul couldn't be freed, and Duque secretly caught it on the spot.
The Twilight Hammer didn't have a particularly powerful leader. On the Alliance's side, it was Beneditas, and on the Horde's side, it was the two-headed ogre's boss, Gujar.
Duque wasn't interested in Gujar.
Even if the Alliance got rid of Beneditas, it wouldn't be a problem.
After two days of observation, Duque finally lost patience with the weak Twilight Hammer.
The only thing that Duque cared about was what the trump card of the ancient gods was.
In just an hour, Queen Saloras gave the answer — Death Wing, Nesario.
It was an unsurprising and unreliable answer.
Duke's brows furrowed into a crease.
It didn't make sense.
The reason was simple: Death Wing had been dead for a long time.
If it was still like in history, and Nesario only faked his death to avoid capture, then at this point in time, Death Wing, who had the full support of the only remaining ancient god, was very strong.
As the final boss of the Cataclysm, Death Wing, who had been blessed by the ancient gods, was so strong that it even jumped out of the cycle of life. In order to successfully surround and kill Nesario, the other dragons paid a huge price and eventually lost their divine power.
However, the Neltharion of this life was obviously not up to the task.
The abilities of any Death Dragon would be greatly reduced.
For example, when Malygos turned into a Dracolich, although it preserved his demigod-level spellcasting ability, more than half of the powerful dragon body's power was cut off. This directly caused Duque to stop using magic and switch to melee combat.
Not only was Death Wing killed, but even its dragon head was used by Malygos back then. It might have even been used as a chamber pot.
Its skin and flesh had been dismantled into parts. Even if the ancient gods resurrected it as a ghost dragon or a bone dragon, its level would be the same.
Duque didn't even need to call for help. He could single-handedly kill Nesario in the form of a bone dragon.
Moreover, Nesario's soul had already been ruthlessly played by Duque, and then suppressed by the Dragon Sleep Temple. It had long been worn down.
Even if Enzos and the other ancient gods still retained a part of Death Wing's soul, it wouldn't be enough.
In conclusion, Nesario was definitely not qualified to be a trump card.
Duque crossed his legs, rested his chin on his left hand, and tapped the armrest of the chair rhythmically with the index finger of his right hand. He fell into deep thought.
Queen Saloras showed a charming smile. She crawled over and gently massaged Duque's calf. "Master, have you forgotten something?"
"Go ahead!" Duque calmly glanced at the demoness.
"The individual of the living and the individual of the undead are not the same concept. For example … Abomination! "
Duque was suddenly moved!
Yes! All this while, his thinking had fallen into a blind spot. He had always believed that if the cataclysm was still represented by Death Wing, Nesario, then it must be Nesario as the final boss.
He had forgotten.
Since he could dismantle Death Wing into parts, the ancient gods could also put these parts back together, and even add more unexpected new parts!
Duque stood up and smiled at Saloras. "You did well, I'll reward you with this." After saying that, Duque directly threw [C 'Thun's Tentacle] to the demoness, whose expression had changed drastically.
Then, Duque directly called out with his soul, "Onyxia, come to me, I have an important task for you."
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