When Duque lifted the curtain of the tent and went in, he was shocked by the darkness inside, and then he was shot. The moment he was hit by the arrow, Duke recalled a famous saying that had spread far and wide.
"I used to be a dragon-slaying hero, until I got shot in the knee."
Well, those were all unimportant things.
The point was, Duque did not understand why Queen Mao Xi shot him with an arrow.
Before entering the tent, the system elf helped him scan it, and there was only Queen Mao Xi in the tent.
What the hell?
Or did I make a big mistake?
Queen Mao Xi finally couldn't stand me having a harem and wanted to murder her husband?
Is this the legendary tragic ending of killing her husband with a hatchet?
Full of questions, along with the rapid spread of numbness from his knee, almost drove Duque crazy.
The strong numbness almost made Duque fall on the ground.
The next second, Duque suddenly found himself buried in a pair of elastic Mount Hyjal.
Uh, this is …
Duque heard Queen Mao Xi's voice, "Sorry, I used a strong anesthetic on the arrow. But it doesn't matter, it won't cause any harm to your body. "
For some reason, Duque suddenly remembered. According to history, after Ner 'zhul's control weakened, Queen Xi, who had become a Death Banshee, relied on an arrow coated with a powerful poison to shoot Arthas. Arthas was almost completely killed.
Damn it!
How could I forget that Sister Mao Xi is a master of poison!
By the way, what did I do wrong?
She actually wants to use the arrow, which is worth at least a thousand gold coins, to kill me!?
Duque felt like he was in a trance.
He wanted to curse, but … the feeling of having his face pinched by the Mount Hyjal … was great!
No, no, no!
Now was not the time to worry about this.
What did Queen Mao Xi want to do?
Duque wanted to open his mouth, but he found that his whole body was numb, and he could not even speak.
"Don't worry, how could I hurt you? If Big Sister and Third Sister come back, they will skin me alive. "Queen Sylvie laughed as she dragged Duque to the bed like a dead dog.
Surrounded by darkness, his hands and feet were numb. Through the system elf's scan, Duque found that Queen Sylvie had taken off his magician robe and was tying him to the bed. It was as if she was dissecting a frog from his biology class.
A cold light shone in the darkness.
Duque's scalp went numb. He could recognize it even if he turned to ash. That was the ultimate weapon that countless Azeroth players had used before he traveled to this world. It was the weapon that had skinned billions of ferocious monsters, even The Behemoth and the Dragon race were not spared. It was the ultimate weapon that the players would not change even if they changed their weapons countless times — [Skinning Knife]!
In Duque's mind, the scene of him being skinned and dying tragically appeared.
Not good!
Guards! Protect the Emperor!
Some unruly people want to harm me!
With a flash of a knife, Queen Sylvie skillfully used the skinning knife to help Duque cast [Armor Break].
Then, the candlelight lit up.
In the flickering candlelight, Duque saw Cirvanas, who was wearing the queen's crown but only the [Robe of Insight].
The [Robe of Insight] was known to be on the same level as a virgin killer who wore a sweater!
Duque's nose was about to bleed.
At this moment!
Duque just wanted to say, "You, a Ranger (Hunter), actually snatched the cloth armor! You're breaking the rules! "
Well, the dignified Queen of Sin 'dorei was dressed like this to feast his eyes. Duque suddenly felt a sense of vagueness that he could die without regrets.
Queen Sylvie tilted her head, her face red.
"Originally … I didn't want to start this' hunting ritual '. I always thought that you were my prey, and no one could take you away. " Speaking of this, Cirvanas sighed. "Who would have thought that an Archimonde would come out … Well, I can only let you have it."
Ugh!
Queen Sylvie sat condescendingly, her slender finger stretched out and tapped on Duque's chest, showing a beautiful arc.
She made an extremely domineering declaration. "I declare in the name of the Queen of Sin 'dorei, Cirvanas Windrunner! You, Duke Marcus, will be my prey for the rest of your life! You are mine! Without my permission, no one can take you away! Until the end of the world … "
With that, she gently dripped a drop of anti-paralysis potion into Duque's mouth. Queen Sylvie leaned down and used her fiery red lips to enjoy her prey.
In the face of bullying and oppression, Duque's godly sword rose up to resist.
It stubbornly faced the attack, trying to pierce through the devouring darkness!
Finally, the sword light shot out, scaring the cruel queen so much that her face turned pale!
Queen Sylvie's more miscalculation was yet to come. She didn't know that Duque didn't necessarily need his muscles to control his body's movements. He could use his magic circuit to control his body.
Duque launched a great counterattack!
He attacked!
Duque's godly sword shocked the world!
One sword light froze nineteen continents!
Duque told Queen Sylvie with hard facts — those who play with fire will burn themselves, and those who play with swords will be hurt by swords.
I don't care if you're a high and mighty queen.
You're also my Aurelia's sister!
Kill without mercy!
Look!
With one slash, blood splattered everywhere!
The queen, who was hit by the sword, was like a swan shot by an arrow. She raised her neck high and let out a scream.
"Duque! You bastard — "Cirvanas cursed.
"Come on! Let's fight! "Duque was full of fighting spirit.
Berserker Duke activated Godly Sword Lunge 999 times!
He directly sent Queen Sylvie to heaven!
At dawn, Queen Sylvie hugged Duque tightly, tears still hanging on her long and straight eyelashes.
The two woke up almost at the same time.
Their eyes met. There was an indescribable deep affection and uncountable bitterness.
If the scout ship's report was correct, the first battle of Mount Hyjal would begin this morning.
There was not much time.
"Sigh!" The two sighed softly at the same time and fell silent at the same time.
Without a word, Duque got up.
She was clearly a noble queen, but Cirvanas was like a gentle and virtuous peasant woman serving her husband, personally helping Duque put on his shirt and other clothes.
Duque noticed that this brand-new shirt had clumsy workmanship that could be said to be an insult to the elven costume designer, but the shirt was extremely fitting.
Duque revealed a gentle smile. "Thank you."
Cirvanas' eyes were suddenly filled with tears. "Don't you dare damage this shirt."
Right!
If the shirt wasn't damaged, he would naturally be fine.
The smile on Duque's face grew wider, and he raised a wooden scepter that looked like a drumstick in his hand. "A mere Archeron can't do anything to me. I'm the man who will take [Atiesh, the Legendary Scepter of the Guardian] in the future! "
Unknowingly, Cirvanas' eyes became infatuated.
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