As someone who has witnessed miracles with his own eyes, Grom certainly knew that Duke had such a skill to resist darkness, which was also his biggest psychological reliance on enduring to this day.

Even if I saw this once, when Grom saw this scene again, he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

The big heart was thumping in his broad chest, and the veins like earthworms were swelling on his arms.

Grom gritted his teeth and held his breath. Grom did not dare to miss any details of Duke, for fear that Duke would fail to transform into darkness in the next moment and would really fall into a terrifying Burning Legion Lord.

A golden flame suddenly appeared on Duke's chest. It was like the first spark cast on the dry grassland. The golden flame quickly swept Duke's entire body with a prairie fire.

Grom could clearly see with his naked eyes that the dark power of darkness was burned and purified.

The darkness retreated step by step on Duke, like a defeated soldier, and it flowed thousands of miles until the darkness came to Duke's neck.

On the neck, the evil energy that had turned into a thick black fight to the death, and was in a fierce conflict with the power of light, and was consuming. The two powerful forces that mortals could only look up to took the arteries and veins on Duke's neck as the battlefield, and launched an unimaginable battle.

At this moment, Grom suddenly noticed that the water level of the well began to drop at a high speed.

It is a huge moon well as the size of a baseball field, and the water level of the well inside drops at a rate of one centimeter per second.

A whirlpool seemed to appear on Duke's body, sucking the pure and flawless well water from his pores with the momentum of enveloping all rivers.

Three seconds later, Duke suddenly vomited.

"vomit"

Not only did he vomit, but thick black ink gushed out from Duke's nostrils, ear piercings, and even the tears of his eyes.

“Wow”

It was a very strange situation.

The well water sucked towards Duke was clean and white, and the one where he vomited was absolutely black.

The well water kept circling clockwise, and actually created a magical pattern similar to the Taoist Yin-Yang Fish (Tai Chi Picture).

Grom, who was watching next to him, suddenly felt a sense of uncertainty, and a sense of expectation vaguely rose in his heart. As a former victim of the Demon Blood, Grom knew very well how chaotic the violent power was. It was impossible for him to be the current manifestation of obviously order.

Could it be that... Duke, a monster-like human super genius, can even conquer the terrifying dark power of the Burning Legion?

Grom was breathing and thinking, Duke's path to the charlatan was still continuing.

"Light comes from darkness, and darkness emerges!"

The tune of the divine song that was even more divine song than the brainwashing song was repeated again and again. After more than ten minutes, the black sesame paste that Duke finally spit out became a sesame paste demon, and Duke also became a hypocritical charlatan wearing a sacred golden priest skin.

Looking at his full-bodied appearance, Shi Shiran walked down the stairs beside the Moon Well, like Duke, who was the most devout believer, Grom's face was full of weirdness.

He touched his rough beard and asked tentatively: "Duke, have you finally transformed the darkness in your body?"

Duke smiled bitterly: "That's right, but you're a person who has experienced it. You know that even if most of it is cleared, there will always be some residue."

Grom was in awe of Duke.

Twice.

The first time was to deal with Archmond.

The second time was to fight the evil energy alone.

Every time Duke chooses to sacrifice himself when he has a choice.

As Grom, who was once tortured by demon blood every time he dreamed at midnight, often because he could not suppress his violent awakening from his sleep, was too aware of the side effects of demonic power, so over the years, Grom never dared to let any of his compatriots approach him while sleeping.

Because he was afraid that he would tear his own people when he was not awake.

Duke felt Grom's sympathetic gaze and could only smile bitterly. If Grom's characteristic is anger, then Duke has seven sins.

It’s just that he is naturally easy-going, most of the seven sins have nothing to do with Duke except...

Ahem!

Duke waved his hand to Grom in a daze: "I'm not bad. Compared to the survival of the world and the continuation of history, my affairs are all small things."

Then Duke spoke to Grom earnestly that he didn't believe even himself.

"Remember, this time we are commissioned by the Dragon of Time Nozdom to maintain the original appearance of history."

Huh! I'm sure I didn't come here to destroy history?

"In our time, the upper elves were destroyed races. The capital of the Cardore Empire was also bombed. Even if our ultimate goal was to save the planet Azeroth, it would not be to stop the arrival of the Burning Legion."

Nonsense! I really stopped it, how could I black out of Kiljadan?

"So, what we have to do is to adapt to the original historical development. It doesn't matter if you don't understand Azeroth's history, just listen to mine."

Be good! Don’t make trouble! Don’t be impulsive! I will take you black equipment!

Duke's words made Grom's eyes a little red, and the orc hero nodded heavily: "Yeah! I'll listen to you."

OK! The fooling was successful!

Early the next morning, Duke actually sensed that Savis had been waiting outside for a long time, paced back and forth anxiously, looking excited and nervous.

Perhaps the test tubes Duke gave him were successful.

Duke just wanted to hang him.

Every time Savis couldn't suppress himself and sent those beautiful elf girls to whisper "Whether Lord Infernal Affairs get up?", he asked Grom, who was vicious without makeup, to go out to block the car.

"No! Don't mess around, I'll eat you if you make a noise."

This makes every elf girl go back crying.

At noon, Duke, who was fully prepared, recruited several pale elves girls to enter to serve him to change his clothes. Then, after using up all kinds of delicacies specially made by the elves chef at the upper level, he called a lucky treasure and called Savis in to talk.

"No...Mark* Lord Grand Lord Duku!" Savis was still humble and obedient, and he was sincere and did not cut corners at all.

Duke was also happy to watch this cheating seller, seller, and sell planets to act cheaply.

Duke raised his eyelids gently: "What?"
Chapter completed!