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Chapter 743

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The Beastmen might not understand why their legendary Shaman had become a Lich King.

In fact, the humans did not understand either. Ner 'zhul had been hiding in the Frozen Continent of Northrend for many years. Then, after a long period of preparation, he revealed the shocking news of Arthis killing his father and massacring an entire city.

Everyone did not know, but that did not mean that Duque did not know.

Moreover, as the person who had personally overturned Ner 'zhul in the magic mirror ten years ago, Duque definitely had the right to speak more than anyone else in the Alliance.

Since there were too many things that could not be verified, Duke might as well use what he knew as a transmigrator to present the final version in front of everyone.

The leader was angry!

Oh, no, it was the Dirty Demon King who was angry!

Ner 'zhul was ridiculed and flew into a rage. A huge black gas in the air turned into a huge tornado, violently blasting towards Duque!

However, Duque did not move, as if he was dumbfounded in place.

He even made a gesture to stop Mograine from making a move.

The black tornado fell, and then, there was no "then".

Seeing the tornado suddenly disappear, both the leaders of the Alliance and the Horde were stunned.

Instead, Duque chuckled and said, "Haha! Hahahaha! Ner 'zhul, you are really regressing. Oh, sorry, I forgot that you are already dead. If you can really kill me easily in Northrend, then I will not resist! I will just surrender. As long as I can withstand your mental attack, you cannot do anything to me at all. "

"You … you …" If Ner 'zhul still had lungs, they would definitely explode.

"In the end, you are just a soul being played by Kil 'jaeden, a mere pawn with experimental significance. So what if you use the Scourge to sweep the entire continent? So what if you do as Kil 'jaeden said and summon that Descend to Azeroth? When that time comes, you will also lose your value. I don't need to say what happens to the poor guy abandoned by the Burning Legion, right? Hahaha! "

At this moment, Ner 'zhul was shocked.

He was truly shocked.

He did not understand how Duque knew about this task that Kil 'jaeden had personally given him.

Yes! That's right!

Using the Undead to destroy the world was just a pretense to scare outsiders.

As long as there were enough Dragon Aspects in this world, humans, a race with low combat power, would not be able to do anything to this world even if they all became immortals.

Kil 'jaeden's real purpose was naturally for Ner' zhul to find a way to open a portal and summon the other commander of the Burning Legion, Archimonde, to the World of Azeroth.

However, Duke revealed the deepest secret in his heart and his greatest fear. Ner 'zhul had always been worried about whether he would be abandoned by Kil' jaeden after he was no longer of any value to Ner 'zhul.

Tell me, how could Ner 'zhul not be terrified? How could he not be afraid!?

For a moment, Ner 'zhul almost wanted to become a traitor of the Burning Legion and jump from a traitor to a loyal subject.

Alas, just as he had that thought, a pair of blazing eyes seemed to open at the end of the distant void, glancing in the direction of Azeroth.

Ner 'zhul's loyalty to the Burning Legion was immediately maxed out … It seemed!

He suddenly shouted in a stern voice, "Insignificant mortals! You don't know the greatness of the great commander, Sir Kil 'jaeden! You will die – you will definitely die! "

"Pfft!" Duke laughed shamelessly. Then, he raised his right index finger and waved it arrogantly. "Hah hah! Are you threatening me? Ner 'zhul, you are not qualified! I can kill you once, and I can kill you a second time. "

"You …" Ner 'zhul was about to go crazy because of Duque.

Who knew what would happen next?

"Don't say that you can't. I'm not even afraid of your boss's boss, Sargeras. Do you think I'm afraid of Kil 'jaeden? "Duque sneered.

Even if they were not allies, even Sal couldn't help but want to laugh.

On the Alliance's side, a large number of people showed admiration for Duque.

Should it be said that Duque was indeed a legendary hero?

If it were anyone else, it would be impossible to have such confidence.

But Duque did!

Ner 'zhul broke into Karazhan alone, and then he was turned into a dead dog by Duque. Ner 'zhul's death was definitely related to Duque.

And Sargeras was beaten into the abyss, and Duque was definitely the culprit.

What was confidence?

This was confidence!

Before any evil demon could really step on Duque, it was likely that Duque's undefeated legend would continue.

That's right! Duque was arrogant, but Duque had the capital to be arrogant!

"Arthas, go – kill Duque! I want Duque's soul to be like me, sealed in a small space and suffer eternal torture! "

Dirty Demon King, you're showing your cowardice. Isn't this admitting that you're really a prisoner?

However, Ner 'zhul's ultimate move was still very imposing.

The dark aura that lingered on the entire battlefield was attracted at the same time. The black aura that was visible to the naked eye was converging, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, from a thin line to a thick line, from a thick line to a huge pillar of air like a river, and finally compressed into a bright black light, shooting into Arthas' body!

Soon, accompanied by a burst of bones, Arthas that no one had ever seen before, and that had never appeared in history, appeared in front of everyone.

More than two and a half meters tall, his muscles explosively expanded, like the Hulk, Arthas became the focus of everyone's attention.

The power of darkness occupied Arthas' body, re-condensing into fierce and lifelike metal skeleton decorations. These decorations assembled into a larger armor that wrapped around Arthas' body.

Arthas suddenly took a step forward, and even the earth rumbled. At the same time, a large amount of dark aura flowed out from the pores on his thighs, giving people a feeling of shame.

"Duque! You're dead! I will kill you first, and then take my sister to the eternal world of the dead. " Arthas gritted his teeth, "Of course, as the price for angering me and insulting my master, Ner 'zhul. I will turn you into the dirtiest ghoul, and then all the women who love you will become the most abominable banshees … "

Duque once thought that there was nothing in this world that could anger him.

How could the few curses that came and went in Azeroth compare to the profound and unfathomable curses of a nation?

However, when the words ghoul and banshee jumped into his ears, Duque still felt an inexplicable anger.

Damn you. I've been around for more than ten years, and you want to go back to being a ghoul? And you want to kill my woman?

F * ck! Didn't anyone tell you that the more arrogant the boss, the more miserable it is?

Second fool, hand over your invincible warhorse, and I promise not to touch your sister!

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