This was not the first time Duque had wanted to change the name of his one and only divine weapon.
In the end, this damned holy sword was like dried tofu, smelly and hard. It only recognized itself as dried tofu and ignored everything else.
Alright, Duque gave in!
If worst comes to worst, I'll just find a better divine weapon in the future and replace you.
In the next second, when Duque silently recited the full name of the holy sword, everyone suddenly discovered that the long blade had turned into a translucent illusory form.
"This is …" Cirvanas' tear-stained face was full of astonishment.
"I have to do my best. I believe that light and darkness can be changed in this world. Since Arthas was able to fall from a glorious holy knight to the most evil death knight, I believe that I can also overcome the power of darkness in my body and change myself back to the side of light. "Duque's sonorous and forceful words caused everyone in the room to freeze in shock and admiration.
Duque faced the left: "Turalyon, I know that you are the most rational of all of us. Now, I need you to be rational! So, please place [Quel 'Zaram] on my neck. If things go wrong, you can chop off my head. "
Turalyon's facial muscles kept twitching and trembling. He really wanted to curse at Duque for giving him such a cruel task. Even if they were once the best of comrades and friends, Turalyon still felt a deep pain when he had to personally play the double role of monitor and executioner.
In the end, thousands of words turned into an incomparably heavy nod.
"Yes!"
On the other side, Cirvanas gently took out a dagger that she always carried with her. She placed the sharp blade against her throat: "Duque, if you fail. I'll accompany you! "
I! Accompany! You!
These three words sounded soft, but they contained a deep love.
Everyone in the room was visibly moved by his words.
Without needing to say anything, Jaina condensed a similarly sharp icicle and calmly pressed it against her own throat.
The two Queens calmly smiled at Duque. The breeze that blew in from the window made their golden hair flutter, as if saying that as long as Duque could not turn the light in his body into the same color as their hair, then tragedy would be the only ending.
"Please move back to the wall."
Everyone did as they were told.
Everyone's gaze froze, and even their hearts seemed to have stopped beating.
Everyone held their breath and watched as Duque smiled faintly as he pierced his own chest with the divine sword, whose blade had already turned completely illusory.
There was no splatter of blood.
However, there was an even more intense reaction.
It was like a drop of water in a pot of boiling oil.
In an instant, Duque's entire body was boiling.
What unfolded before the eyes of the powerhouses was definitely a wondrous scene.
Duque's entire body seemed to have turned into a large fountain cluster. Countless dark forces, as black as ink, spurted out from the corners of Duque's eyes, nostrils, mouth, ear holes, and even the pores on his skin.
However, each long line of black liquid was illusory and translucent.
Even though the evil aura on it could be felt from a distance, this evil power did not dissipate in midair and pollute the surrounding air. Instead, like a spring, it stretched to its limit and automatically shrank back into Duque's body.
Duque's mind was clear.
He also knew that what he was about to do sounded ridiculous, but it was not without foundation.
In terms of battle history, the original [Ashbringer] was filled with a legendary aura. It was first Mograine's weapon, then as Mograine was tricked by his son, the [Ashbringer] also followed Mograine's soul and became the [Fallen Ashbringer]. Finally, it jumped back to the side of light and became Tirion Fordring's killing weapon, killing the Lich King Arthas.
In terms of professions, there were also holy priests and shadow priests who could switch talents at will.
On a larger scale, including planet Azeroth, the multiverse was made up of light and darkness.
Therefore, light and darkness were only relative existences, there was no absolute boundary.
Duque's mysterious and strange prayer echoed throughout the room.
"Light originates from darkness, and light emerges from darkness!"
…
"Light originates from darkness, and light emerges from darkness!"
It was repeated over and over again, like an infinite brainwashing cycle.
Du Ke's performance, which was like a conman's, caused every witness to be dumbstruck and unable to control themselves.
Yes, this was the incantation, or line, chanted in the movie when Cadgar defeated Old Max and reversed the corrupted Karazhan energy pool in order to save the world.
Strictly speaking, this was not a real incantation.
Remember, the power of holy light and the power of darkness were classic idealistic powers.
Regardless of whether others believed it or not, he believed it.
That was enough.
Just like the brainwashing song Little Apple, it was not pleasant at first, but after listening to it for a while, not only did it sound good, but it also made him feel that he really did not need to take his medicine today, and he felt cute.
That was how Duque hypnotized himself.
Now it seemed to be a little useful.
The power of darkness around him was still roiling endlessly. But at this moment, anyone could be surprised to find that the condensed power of darkness seemed to be rolling slower and slower.
Then, the ink-like black seemed to be … impure.
It was mixed with a lot of strange light.
At first, it seemed to be dark gray, but gradually, some people saw light gray, gray, light white, pure white, and finally, there was a faint golden light, like a dancing golden snake in the thick ink.
The two queens, who had been holding a sharp blade to their throats, began to tremble involuntarily. They could not believe their eyes.
* Clang! * Queen Sylvie's dagger fell to the ground. The icicle in Jaina's hand also fell to the ground after losing the support of magic, turning into ice shards that no longer had any special meaning.
In the room, every woman covered their mouth with their hands, afraid that they would scream and startle Duque, interrupting this epoch-making process of 'whitewashing'.
Thrall and the others widened their eyes, and their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.
Not only did Old Bull widen his eyes, but even his nostrils rapidly expanded, and he panted heavily.
Rhonin was the smartest. Even though he was as excited as the others, he did not forget his original intention, and quickly put up a protective barrier, trying to block the outside world as much as possible.
The golden light increased, and became more and more intense!
After a short ten breaths, the golden light suddenly shone, and even outside the Mage Tower, a huge golden pillar of light shot into the sky.
A golden Duque that seemed to be made of pure gold appeared in front of all the experts.
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