At this time, the bear brothers were the first to support Duque. "Since Duke Marcus is doing a good job fighting evil, why should we disrupt his rhythm and destroy his way of doing things? We can actually cooperate with them. "
Raven Goddess Aiweena's voice was strangely hoarse and low, sounding rather magnetic. "Elune said that the Burning Legion's demons are endless. If we can't maintain our strength in a victory, then even if we win this time, we will definitely lose the next war. In fact, we almost lost the War of the Ancients. "
Aiweena spoke very tactfully, not directly agreeing or disagreeing. But she pointed out the defeat on the battlefield of the War of the Ancients.
Cenarius was a little speechless.
Aiweena was right.
If it weren't for his father protecting him, he wouldn't have had to rush into the main battlefield to fight the Archerons, resulting in his death with his neck broken.
In fact, most of the six demigods had died or been seriously injured at least once. At the beginning of this resurrection, Ysera had personally told them that the turmoil in Azeroth was just the beginning, and that the legion would come again.
At this time, Goldring bared his teeth. "Just because Duque accepted a demigod with my blood, I support him!"
This time, Duque was a little surprised.
He didn't expect that following the "plot" and accepting the old alpha wolf, Gene, could he also gain Goldring's favor?
That was a little too awesome!
Tortola the Tortoise said, "I — don't — want — to — see —"
That was a forfeit.
Speaking of which, the Tortoise God in Duque's memory didn't seem to speak like this, right?
Duque rubbed his eyebrows. He couldn't be bothered to think too much.
Ever since he appeared in this life, he had simply destroyed the original work and made many historical events unrecognizable. Even the mother of history couldn't recognize him. It had been a good plan to resurrect the four demigods and then organize a counterattack, but now it was Duque leading a team to trample on the field.
Duque noticed that after Ysera resurrected these demigods, he didn't force them to obey Duke Marcus's command.
Duque was a little puzzled. Does he think I can handle them?
On this side, Cenarius finally realized that the situation was irreversible. He suddenly sighed. "Duke Marcus, do you think that I'm greedy for power or deliberately obstructing you?"
Duque was slightly stunned. Cenarius had never been this kind of person in any of his lifetimes. In the Ancient War, it was he who had spoken up and convinced his father, Malorne, and the other Gods of the Wilderness to form an interspecies group of Demigods. But in the war, the commanding authority was given to Jarod Shadowsong of the Night Elves.
It would be an exaggeration to say that Cenarius was greedy for power.
But what was with this slightly hostile feeling?
Cenarius strode in front of Duque and spread out his hands. "Did you know? Duke Marcus, I'm actually feeling uneasy. "
"Uneasy?"
"Think about it. In the ancient war, so many experts and countless mortals sacrificed their blood and lives to resist the Burning Legion. But in the end, you were the only one who achieved supreme fame! Duke Marcus. We, who fought bravely on the frontlines, became a cover for your actions. "
Duque raised his eyebrows. He was a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.
"That's right. In terms of results, your actions of infiltrating the enemy's rear and overturning the Burning Legion were very noble. Mother agreed to your actions, but that doesn't mean that I can accept that Father and I became the main force of the feint. Father even sacrificed himself to save me. So, ever since that time, I've never liked you, the great hero of the ancient war. "
Cenarius took a step forward, his huge body approaching Duque.
Duque wasn't afraid at all. With a thought, a pillar of fire rose under his feet and lifted him up, allowing him to rise until he was at the same level as the five-meter-tall Cenarius.
Du Ke slowly opened his mouth, his voice carrying a threatening aura without being angry: "Then what do you want? This is a team of experts formed with the common goal of 'defeating the evil existence that intends to destroy the world'. Compared to other experts, I trust my command and arrangements more. Be it my old partner or Ysera, they all acknowledge my ability to command. That's right! I insist on taking control of this team. Of course, I won't force any existence to throw away their lives or do something they don't want to do. "
Duque waved Atiesh, and a portal opened beside him. On the other side of the portal was naturally the lush Mount Hyjal.
Duque said coldly, "The door is over there. Those who don't agree with my command can leave. I won't send you off."
After Duque finished speaking, Cenarius's somewhat tyrannical aura suddenly disappeared. His shoulders drooped and he sighed, "No. "No, what I want to say is that I will respect everyone's opinion, and I have no intention of leaving this team. But at the same time, I also have reservations about your philosophy and the way you do things. If there's a need for sacrifice or a feint, I hope you can tell us immediately instead of acting in secret. "
Duque understood what Cenarius meant. He also sighed. "A long time ago, I always had the attitude of seeking common ground while reserving differences when forming an alliance and team. With the goal of fighting against evil, I can allow my allies to have all kinds of habits, ideals, lifestyles, beliefs, and even powers from the evil side. "
Duque pointed at Lord Howl, who had not said a word. "Even he was an enemy that we had to fight to the death."
Duque changed the topic. "Whether you believe it or not, let me tell you this — Grom and I were requested by the Dimensional Dragon King Nozdormu to return to the ancient war. We accidentally went to the Burning Legion's camp. In order to protect ourselves, we pretended to join Sargeras and hid in the enemy's camp. At that time, we weren't even chess pieces. "
Duque glanced at Tyrande, who was beginning to blush. "If not for that accident, we wouldn't even have had the chance to affect that great war. It was only when we met Tyrande that we contacted Elune, and then there was anything else. It was only at the very last moment that we managed to turn from chess pieces to the main force. So, there was no need to sacrifice you as cannon fodder to attract the attention of the main force. "
Tyrande hurriedly said, pressing a hand to her chest. "I swear in the name of the Moon Goddess Elune that this is true. If I hadn't been captured, the Moon Goddess wouldn't even know that a group of righteous people had infiltrated the army and even made their way to the top."
With these words, the few wilderness demigods finally felt the knot in their hearts disappear.
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