Gavin Rad looked at his steel boots, and then at the footprint, which was not much smaller but much shallower, and found that it was indeed the case. He whistled and said, "Well, there's good news. It seems that the big black lizard once greeted our Sir Marcus with the etiquette of a noble. Or rather, did he try to learn the etiquette of a noble from our duke? "
This slightly mischievous joke made everyone laugh, and they felt much more relaxed.
"There's also the Draconic Magic." Marian carefully examined the terrifying burn marks around the place where Duque had sat.
There were no spreading flames, only the purest control over flames. Deathwing's control over the power of destruction could be said to be at the peak.
This discovery caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air. Their hearts turned cold.
"What does he want Lord Marcus to do?" Rhonin mumbled.
Marian rubbed the place where Duque had sat, and pointed at a mark. "There's clearly a line of words here, written with magic. However, that line of words was erased by the power of flames."
Sasha's pupils suddenly constricted. "Perhaps it was this line of words left by Duque that angered Deathwing a little, so he used Draconic Magic to demonstrate his might."
However, Sasha immediately discovered more important clues. It was a white mark that looked like it had been made by a fingernail. She did not know how Duque had done it, but when she focused on the white mark, it had been magnified by at least three times, and there were two lines of words clearly written on it:
"I'm safe. Deathwing wants me to save Alexstrasza. At least we're in agreement on this. I need your power, but please keep your distance from me for at least an hour. Deathwing is likely to be near me. "
This was supposed to be the end, but Sasha suddenly discovered that there was another line of words carved with the power of wind, even shallower and smaller.
Apart from her, it was impossible for anyone who had not been strengthened by the Storm Altar to see it.
The first line was, "You asked Rhonin to privately inform his mentor that the key to breaking out of this predicament lies with that person."
After seeing the second line, Sasha was even more shocked.
Sasha took a deep breath and finally controlled her emotions. "Everyone, look at this. I'm not sure if your eyes can see it."
After Rhonin provided a magnifying glass, everyone finally saw Duque's message.
"What should we do?"
"Of course … follow them."
Back to Duque's side.
Duque was having a headache.
Only those who had interacted with him knew that Deathwing was a brilliant, yet clumsy director.
Brilliant referred to his schemes when he was in his right mind. Without the system, Duque would have been brainwashed by the amulet he had given him. What made Duque tremble the most was that he had to continue acting. Otherwise, if Deathwing flipped the table, Duque definitely wouldn't be able to handle it.
Clumsy referred to the choices he made when his mental illness was acting up. Deathwing actually thought that he walked too slowly and found a vehicle for him.
The first thing he saw was a huge oval object that looked like a rugby ball. The entire ball was made of all kinds of terrible leather. Duque really didn't dare to compliment the craftsmanship. He couldn't guarantee that it would leak at any time.
Next was the steam engine at the tail of the oval that was emitting smoke. It was obviously a propeller.
That's right. What appeared in front of Duque was an inferior version of the Zeppelin airship — the Goblin Death-Seeking Airship.
Azeroth was a magical world. There were mainstream swords and magic, as well as non-mainstream mechanical civilizations. At this point in time, a crude steam engine was already considered a high-end technology.
Even though the airship had a clear tribal emblem on it, Duque knew that this was a gift from Deathwing.
Goblins — their moral integrity was equivalent to money.
As long as they could afford it or the price they wanted, they would definitely sell their moral integrity for money.
Therefore, these goblins who worked for the tribe on the surface were actually the underlings of Deathwing's underlings.
Just as Best Actor Du was pretending to hide, a familiar voice sounded in his head. "Don't be afraid. They're loyal to me. The Goblin Airship will save you a lot of time. You and I both want the Red Dragon Queen to rescue us as soon as possible, don't we?"
"Why doesn't His Majesty Deathwing send me there directly? Why don't you just tell me the spatial coordinates? "Duque asked.
"I'm trying to avoid unnecessary fighting. Also, there's a very strong mysterious force under Grim Batol that prevents all spatial teleportation. "
Duque muttered, "You make it sound like the two Red Dragons you slaughtered last night were just bison on the hillside."
"Well, I'd rather use all my magic to use [Flash] than take the Goblin Airship," Duque said firmly.
"Go on, the Goblin Airship is very safe."
Duque suddenly realized that Deathwing had used a command format when he said this. In the system prompt, it clearly said, "Deathwing is using a coercive mental command to force you to obey."
Duque's head hurt. If he wanted to continue his path as a movie king, then he had to obey. Otherwise, he'd be exposed.
The curve of Duque's face softened a little, and his eyes fell into a temporary emptiness. His voice was close to a whisper. "Well, taking the airship is indeed much faster."
In the end, Duque still boarded the pirate ship.
Yes, his left hand held the casting tool, [Light Feather], which was specially used by mages to jump off buildings. Then, he silently recited the incantation for [Ice Barrier] again and again in his heart.
Although the goblins were unreliable, Duque was still a little glad. Looking at the rugged mountain ridges that had long turned into the forest below him, Duque realized that if he wanted to avoid the west side of the stronghold where the one hundred thousand tribes camped, it would probably take him a whole week instead of two days.
Taking shortcuts was not always a good thing.
For example, the behavior of the Goblin Airship made Duque's nerves unable to relax for even a moment.
During the flight, there were all kinds of accidents.
Often, after the previous air maintenance, they had to deal with the emergency that had just appeared.
"Bang!" A loud noise made Duque jump up in fright.
This time, it was the main steam tank that was leaking. This airship was powered by both water and oil. If one part was working normally, then the other part must be paralyzed.
Every moment was no exception.
Of course, he didn't know if there was a problem with the similarity in this world or if he hit the 21% mark. Only then did Duque realize that the name of this airship was actually — Rolls-Royce Screw.
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