"Bastard, Duke Marcus. If you had such power, why didn't you …" The Sun King was interrupted by Duque before he could finish roaring.
Duque did not hide the disgust on his face. "Do you want to ask why I didn't inform you when I discovered the Calamity Army's movements? Or do you want to ask why I didn't come to Cuel Salas like a plaything to help you block the Calamity Army? Wake up, the glorious era of the High Elves is long over! "
The Sun King was speechless.
The so-called politicians, even if their hearts were filled with filth, would always be like a spring breeze on their faces that were full of acting skills.
Now that Duke did not care about politics at all, he did not care about the rules in the field of politics. Instead, he felt that he was at a loss for what to do.
Most of the High Elves in the distance could not hear their conversation. Of course, this did not include the strongest Ranger Generals. The clever Lor 'themar had obviously thought about why the human allied forces had appeared at such a precise time. However, how could they blame Duque? How could they vent their anger on the Alliance?
From the secret notification and warning to the official visit of Duke Bolvar, the Alliance had not only extended an olive branch, but also sent an olive tree over.
But what did the Sun King and the Silvermoon Council do?
Other than playing some dirty little schemes to trick Cirvanas back, it could be said that he had done nothing at all.
The High Elves, especially the Rangers, were grieved by the filth and corruption of those in power. This was not just a year or two. It had been like this since the Troll War 2,800 years ago. It was just that the peaceful years had covered up this filth.
Now, when the chaotic times came, the seemingly powerful Cuel Salas showed its corruption and weakness time and time again. The blindly superstitious large area defense spell formation was broken without any use.
The first time, it was modified by Gul 'dan into the Storm Altar and produced Twin-headed Ogres to fight the High Elves.
The second time was even worse. Even the magic of the Well of the Sun in the veins had been used, and the violent energy flow had destroyed more than half of Silvermoon City.
If it weren't for Duque and the Alliance's fleet, not only would Cuel Salas have been completely destroyed, but even less than 10% of the millions of elves would have survived.
Lor 'themar and Haduron looked at each other. They saw the same thing in each other's eyes — anger towards the Sunstrider royal family and the Silvermoon Council, as well as an unparalleled desire for reform.
It was impossible for Duque to notice their little thoughts, nor did he have the time to care about such a small matter.
He focused all his attention on the Sun King because the Great Lich was ready to fight with all his might.
The soul punishment from Arthas was getting sharper and sharper. The once mighty Sun King bent his back in pain and let out a heart-wrenching scream. He was painfully and indignantly aware of what it meant to be unable to please either side.
Facing Arthas, he had no power to resist. From the moment he 'volunteered' to become a Great Lich, he was destined to be a tool of the Fallen Prince. Just like those rotten zombies and pale, rotten ghouls, they were just tools.
The crown that still rested on his head was only a final fig leaf.
Facing Duque, he also felt a sense of helplessness.
Being able to control two of the twelve different powers of the Well of the Sun at the same time was beyond imagination. Yet, Duque could still maintain his leisurely manner.
Perhaps outside, he could casually beat up Duque ten thousand times.
But at this moment and place, Duque was almost invincible!
"Damn it, how can a short-lived human like you understand the benefits of eternity? You won't understand! You short-lived ghost! "The Sun King was already a little out of control.
Sensitively aware of the flaw that the Sun King had inadvertently revealed, Duque decided to take the opportunity to expand this flaw. With a faint smile on his face, he replied slowly, "Idiot! Even the eternal life blessing that the World Tree brought to the Night Elves was bestowed by the Red Dragon Queen, Alexstrasza. As the great hero who saved Alexstrasza, do you think I don't have 'eternal life'? "
Duque spoke in the Whisper of Wind.
Other than the designated target, the two Windrunners could also hear the Whisper of Wind. Lilas didn't feel anything. But after Sylvanas heard it, she blushed at the thought of that possibility.
Of course, Anastrian wouldn't notice the reaction of a mere female Ranger. He was completely shocked by Duque's reply.
It was as if a bolt of lightning had descended from the Nine Heavens and suddenly struck his forehead.
"ALadasinoliii —" This was the most vicious Elven curse that good children didn't need to understand.
It contained the deepest resentment and resentment of the Sun King, which was ten million times deeper than having sex with a dog.
Because of the pursuit of eternity, he made a difficult decision — to give up life. He gave up the beauty, nobility, and holiness that the High Elves were most proud of, and willingly became a dirty and ugly Great Lich.
What was it for?
In the end, wasn't it for eternal power and power?
Now, he didn't hesitate to fall, and he even tricked his assistant, his own son, and even his own guards and subjects.
You, Duque, a mere human, actually came out and said that I don't need to become a Lich to be a scourge for a thousand years, or even ten thousand years!
Although Duque wasn't too handsome, it was still infuriating to compare!
An eternally youthful 'young man' who looked like he was eighteen years old was a hundred million times better than a Lich with a rotten face! Ahhhhh!
What!?
How could Anastrian stand it?
However, just when Anastrian was so angry that his soul was about to melt, the shameless Duque naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity. He decisively made his move.
Countless golden, basin-sized, mysterious magic runes appeared on the ground in every corner of the palace. These runes seemed to be just printed at first, but in just three seconds, they turned into dazzling runes.
Not only did these runes have a huge mysterious power that could be sensed without experience, but they were also connected with each other by shining threads of light, forming a huge magic array that ran through the entire Sun-Chasing Royal Court.
"Ahhhh … You —" The long, dry beard that remained on the Sun King's chin was blown away by the blazing magic wind. Before he could scold, Duque's magic array had already been activated.
It was a huge golden pillar of light with a diameter of several kilometers, reaching straight into the sky.
The shining pillar that connected this world and released a radiance comparable to the sun could be clearly seen from a hundred kilometers away.
Duque … blew up the palace!
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