Be careful of Gul 'dan?
Duque couldn't believe Alonsos' warning. If the history he was familiar with was right, Gul 'dan was obsessed with something even more important.
When Gul 'dan was on Draenor, he was still a genius shaman. His master was recognized as the strongest shaman in many clans — the chief of the Shadowmoon Clan, Ner' zhul. But for greater power, he quickly abandoned his master and joined the Burning Legion's commander, Kil 'jaeden.
Now, the reason he dared to abandon his clan and become a traitor was actually because of the same reason — power.
When Gul 'dan found out that Sargeras had been beaten into the abyss by Duque, Andoine, and Medivh, he was arrogant enough to think he could open the tomb of Sargeras, dig him out, and steal the power of a fallen Titan who had killed many Creation Titans.
According to the course of history, when he and his clansmen opened the door to the dungeon where Sargeras' tomb rose from the bottom of the sea, Gul 'dan found only crazy demons waiting for him. In the end, Gul 'dan would pay the price for his greed. He was torn to pieces by the crazy demons he released.
In the beginning, Duque was still worried that Gul 'dan would target him and give him a cursing look. But now, in Duque's eyes, Gul' dan was a little prince who was courting death. It was enough to remove him from the list of threats.
Duque was wrong, very wrong.
After Aurelia and Cirvanas left, Duque had nothing to do. Leaving the army wasn't as simple as being a ranger. With their bows and arrows, the Rangers could go on a march as they pleased. As experts in surviving in the wild, as long as there was a forest, these Rangers would not starve to death.
But Duque's army couldn't.
Ever since they left Hillsbrad and entered the Hinterlands, the Gryphon Legion had been fighting for thousands of miles without a good rest. Broken armor, medicine, and treatment of the wounded were all paid for by the Lordaeron Legion. And when they left the human settlements and entered the forest, they also had to prepare large amounts of rations.
Reginald, the future Grand Marshal, would naturally be the one to do it.
Duque … Duque was sleeping.
Then Duque was shot.
Duque rarely dreamed, but when he did, Duque's dreams were often more realistic than most people's. Other people's dreams were often fragmented, with all kinds of absurd scenes and no sound. Duque's dream was different. Not only did it have sounds and images, but it also had a complete plot …
Now, what Duque saw was the following magical scene:
This was a night sky that was completely different from that of Earth. The entire universe was like an incomparably huge chaotic sphere, firmly covering the Azeroth. In his field of vision, there was nothing but pitch-black chaos.
The dark chaotic clouds kept rolling, and from time to time, a long comet with a green tail would break through the thick clouds and descend to the ground.
Duque stood on the scorched ground and stared at the night sky, not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the sky. It sounded like a heavy bomber flying over his head, letting out an ear-piercing screech that came closer and closer.
It was as if a mysterious force was pulling the scene from a landscape film to a war film. The sound quickly turned into a shrill sound that shook the eardrums and made them bleed and deaf.
Duke only saw a huge meteor burning with pale green flames descending from the sky, piercing through his left vision and out of his right vision in the blink of an eye, falling straight into the Crystal Forest.
"What the f * ck!" Duque only had time to groan in dissatisfaction before the chaotic turbulence with countless sharp rocks and debris hit Duque's face, throwing him to the ground.
The sound of the meteorite hitting the ground was endless, and the rising dust covered almost his entire field of vision. Duque raised his head and supported his hands. When he crawled up from the ground, he felt a burning pain on his face.
He touched it with his hand, and the pain went deep into his heart.
F * ck! Such a deep wound, and so much blood, I'm disfigured.
A series of heavy footsteps that shook the earth came, attracting all of Duque's attention. A huge stone giant whose body was burning with green flames stood proudly less than two meters in front of Duque.
Duque looked up blankly and saw the emotionless inorganic eyes on the skeletal head of the giant. To be precise, it was not a pair of eyes, but more like a gathering point of some kind of energy.
It was evil and exuded a cold light that did not match its high body temperature.
Not only the eyes, but all the places that were not covered by the skull were burning with green flames.
[Hellfire]
It was a terrifying war machine. Ordinary people without special abilities would die if they were to fight it. It was more than three stories tall, and just standing there was a sense of oppression.
"Bang bang bang!" There was another loud sound, and Duque's body was surrounded by [Hellfire].
That kind of earth-shattering pressure, that kind of blazing heat that made it hard to breathe just by standing nearby, that kind of invisible spiritual pressure, caused Duke's expression to change greatly.
He did not know how the hellfire came about, he only knew that his life was in danger.
"Human — kneel! Kneel to the Burning Legion's master! Otherwise, I will let your soul suffer under the eternal flames for eternity. "
Kneel?
Burning Legion's master?
Isn't that the Sargeras that I put down?
The trace of fear in Duque's heart suddenly disappeared with this line that sounded so funny to Duque.
"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Your boss will kneel when he sees me. Just you? "Du Ke stood up proudly, his eyes filled with clear disdain.
Yes! That was contempt!
The contempt that a higher being had for a lower being!
A second later, Duque made his move.
No one knew how Duque did it. Very suddenly, two 40-meter long golden battleship blades appeared in Duque's hands.
"Oh la la la — eat my [Meteor Blast Slash]!" Duque shouted the name of the unknown move.
A circle of light that was even brighter than the flames flashed.
Hundreds of hellfire were kicked over like building blocks, exploding and disappearing.
Duque laughed coldly, "Your so-called 'terror' can only scare ignorant dogs. Sorry, it won't work on me!"
In front of Duque, a shadow was slowly condensing into a shape, quietly wriggling. Very quickly, it became a guy that Duque was familiar with — the tribe's demigod warlock, Gul 'dan.
He had a hunched back, and his coarse mouth was open, revealing a mouth full of smelly fangs.
"Whoosh! Duke Marcus, you really are an interesting human. Since I can't corrode and control you mentally, don't blame me. Oh, strictly speaking, I didn't do it. I just activated a small backdoor that Sargeras left in your body. "
The next moment, Duque suddenly woke up from his dream. He saw Gavin Rad rushing into his room with a face full of panic, and Vanessa pulling out the dagger from her thigh.
Then, Duque slowly froze himself in front of them. His fingers were frozen, his breath froze, and his hair started to turn white …
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