Did Du Ke not do anything when the sun and the moon were fighting so fiercely outside?
Impossible!
Duque, who had always planned before taking action, thought about Ner 'zhul for a long time.
He gave up the idea of gathering all three artifacts. After all, he couldn't get [Sargeras's Scepter]. What if he courted death by trying? Perhaps a few tenths of Sargeras's remaining divine will could kill him with that tiny body of his.
He couldn't get the [Dalajan's Eye] either. That thing was the national treasure of the Dalajan. Even if he notified it, he would have done his best.
The only thing he had a chance to save was the [Medivh's Book].
Duque didn't want to go to Draenor to play. He wasn't afraid that he would go to Draenor after beating up Kil 'jaeden's adjutant and his army commander. After all, Kil' jaeden should have been delayed by something in the original history.
Duque was afraid of the earth-shattering explosion that blew Draenor apart.
In the original timeline, Turalyon and Aurelia were killed, and Khadgar was blown to wander in the void for who knows how many years before he survived.
Big brother, don't play!
Withstanding a nuclear explosion with the body of a mortal, how could it be possible for a human to do that?
Even without the explosion, Duque wasn't optimistic about the expedition to the Outland. The Alliance was full of internal conflicts, and it would be difficult to defeat a fleeing Ner 'zhul with just a few hundred thousand expeditionary troops.
To conquer Draenor, which was not much smaller than Planet Azeroth?
Did they want to kill the Beastmen with just these few people?
How was that possible!
After going around in a big circle in his mind, the simplest way was to protect the [Medivh's Book], block the Watchtower, and then slowly fortify the entire Blasted Land. As long as they could do it, after a few decades, the tribe would be finished in Draenor.
Since he had made up his mind, it was easy.
The biggest difference from the original history was that something as important as the [Book of Medivh] wasn't placed in Stormwind City's library to be managed. Doing that would be stupid. What was the difference between that and an unprotected child taking a huge sum of money and running around a bandit's den?
The [Book of Medivh] was in Karazhan, and Duque carried it with him. That was not enough.
Therefore, Duque invited a great god.
Here came the problem. What kind of price did one have to pay to seduce a god who could punch the Demon King and kick the Black Dragon Army?
In the past, Duque had been very vexed.
However, ever since a certain Dragon Queen awakened a certain gluttonous talent because of the ice cream, things became much simpler.
This was the scene that Ner 'zhul was presented with.
"What the hell!?" Queen Alexstrasza didn't care about the soup splashing on her impressive breasts. She breathed out hot air as she sent one meatball after another into her mouth. Her beautiful face looked ridiculous because of the number of meatballs under her cheeks.
However, the Dragon's Might that she unintentionally exuded naturally frightened Ner 'zhul. Almost subconsciously, it made the "Hellfire" that did not have much wisdom stop moving. It looked like she was the one who scared [Hellfire] so much that it didn't dare to move.
"Ah-Guru-Guru-Guru (Demons!?)" The Queen reluctantly put down her spoon and stood up a little awkwardly. "Ah-Luo-Guru-La! (You asked for it!) "
On the other side, Duque, who was walking over with a plate of delicious food, was speechless. He held his forehead and said, "Please! Can't you eat it before you talk? The Giant Dragon Army has lost all face because of you. "
The Queen seemed to realize that she had lost her composure. She took a deep breath, and then with a gulp, she swallowed the more than ten meatballs in her mouth in one gulp.
Duke's face fell as he watched the egg-sized meatballs protruding out of the Queen's thin neck and into her bottomless stomach before disappearing without a trace.
No, it should have collapsed a long time ago.
In order to tempt this glutton, after receiving the news that Ner 'zhul might attack, he and the Windrunner sisters had been busy for a few hours as a chef and a waitress.
They had made a few meals, but it was not enough for the Queen.
A dragon that weighed dozens of tons turned into the size of a human, and even its weight dropped to a hundred pounds. This was not scientific. It was wishful thinking to use a human's appetite to satisfy a dragon's appetite.
Well, there was no point in thinking about this!
But I have carefully prepared these soup meatballs! Boohoo!
"Ugh!" The Queen burped, and then accidentally spat out a small amount of flames. She then gave Duque a thumbs up. "Actually, meatballs are very delicious! I can even taste them in my stomach. "
Damn, do dragons even have taste buds in their stomachs?
Turning her head, the Queen was a little angry when she saw Ner 'zhul's green skin. Seeing the Orcs reminded her of those humiliating years. Then she looked at Hellfire, which had been included in the category of demons. As smart as the Queen was, how could she not know what Duque was planning?
"Although I knew that you must be up to no good by suddenly inviting me to dinner, for the sake of the delicious food, I will help you kill every demon and black dragon that appears in front of me."
The Queen struck a domineering pose, looking majestic. Well, if she could wipe the soup off the corner of her mouth, that would be right.
Unfortunately, she was just a clown now!
Even so, the Queen's words still made Duque happy.
Damn! This was a golden medal of immunity!
Wait!
"Not including the Orcs!?" Duque lost his voice.
The Queen was dispirited. "Not including the Orcs."
Duque was a little disappointed. He did not ask anymore. The Dragon Slumber Temple was so conflicted. The laws of their guardian dragons were not something that outsiders could understand.
It did not matter. This was already very good.
Duque put the cutlery in his hand on the coffee table that was specially prepared for uninvited guests. He took off his apron and handed it to Sasha, who had already taken out her bow and arrows.
He loosened his muscles and strode towards the chief Orc warlock!
"Ner 'zhul, right?! Very well, let's fight one on one! " Along with Duque's domineering words, an illusory dragon claw suddenly appeared in the air. With just a squeeze, the Hellfire, which was enough to make half of the human army fall into chaos and despair, turned into powder and dissipated in the wind.
Ner 'zhul was horrified and almost subconsciously took half a step back.
Aurelia smiled bitterly and rested her chin on her hand. "Duque, you little b * stard … You make it sound so dignified."
Sasha continued, "But I like that he's a little bad, but he can stand up at the critical moment and have a heroic spirit!"
"…"
While the Windrunner sisters were teasing, Ner 'zhul was cursing in his heart.
He finally understood. The so-called duel was under the premise that he could not summon any demons and fight with Duque. Damn it! Could a warlock who could not summon demons still be called a warlock?!
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