The strength of the alliance and the tribe is no longer proportional. Woking really couldn't imagine how much cohesion the tribe would have if it lost Grom, Kane and Thrall in one breath. Perhaps the tribe would not be destroyed, and perhaps there would be new tribe heroes standing up to lead the tribe. In any case, it would be inevitable that the tribe would decline.

If there is another major event similar to the impact of the insect swarm, the tribe may have to "join" the alliance again.

Orcs in the old tribe had to be forcibly put on slave collars because of their defeat.

This time, the tribe warriors may have to put on the slave collar on their own because they beg for the reproduction of the race. Perhaps, the top leaders of the alliance will promote this fusion of races, and perhaps, wise leaders like Duke will downplay their former hatred and will not give the tribe any humiliating signs, but for the tribe warriors, this decision itself is a slave collar.

Suffocation, horror, uneasiness, and all kinds of negative emotions surged into Woking's heart.

Heroes are not replicable.

If Duke really has any way to do it...

Woking really dared not imagine it anymore.

[Dark Flash] The first landing point of the cannon is far away from Duke. According to Cthun's current slow pace, sweeping over 180 degrees clockwise in a semicircular shape, Duke only needs to lift his legs and run two steps to reach the safe area.

The shock of the powerful tribe fell into Duke's eyes. He looked at the scene coldly without saying a word.

Duke knew that as the biggest core of the alliance formation, his every move would become a signal. Even said that if he ordered to deal with the tribe first, except for a few upright people such as Tyrio Fording, most powerful league members would be willing to fight back immediately and eliminate the unstable factor of the tribe first.

Even though the Alliance and the Horde have cooperated for the third time in the Battle of Natural Disaster, the Battle of Mount Haigal and the Swarm, no one will forget the hatred between the Alliance and the Horde, even if it was a tragedy that happened by mistake by mistake and a tragedy under the malicious guidance of those who were interested...

Having a reason to forgive does not mean that you will definitely be forgiven.

However, at this moment, Duke felt a sense of trance

That is the feeling of standing on the points of historical differences and controlling destiny.

Never have you been as clear as it is now, and you can control the fate of thousands of people of the two major forces by just one person, and even all living beings on the entire planet Azeroth.

Perhaps, letting Thrall die here and turning the tribe into a mess of sand is more in line with the interests of the alliance. If the annexation of the tribe's alliance, it may be more focused and focused on fighting the counterattacks of the Burning Legion and the Ancient God. Perhaps, this is exactly what Duke, as a human, should do the most.

But at this time, Duke felt...it was boring if he did this.

Isn’t the world of Azeroth that has become wonderful because of the numerous heroes writing epics of war?

Isn’t it because of the compatible and consolidation strategy that a super coalition force that gathers hundreds of races and has no race, occupation, age, and gender?

What if he did this?

Isn’t that a reversal against the torrent of the world?

Duke suddenly laughed because he suddenly remembered his original identity: an insignificant citizen of the Celestial Empire. Since a huge Celestial Empire can be compatible with 56 ethnic groups, why can't a leader in a small alliance with a population of tens of millions be able to do it?

Duke was following the pre-arranged tactics and walking towards the safe area.

For some reason, in the eyes of others, Duke never stepped back.

The power of fairness and love that was nurtured in Duke's heart seemed to burst out at this moment, forming a standing flag in the illusory world of souls.

Duke took action. Even though his strength temporarily fell from Xiji level because Cthun forced the magic net and other elements, he was still a well-deserved strong man here.

A longbow cast from pure holy light suddenly appeared in his hand. Queen Xi took a look in surprise, because the shape of this bow was the one she and Duke joined forces to shoot archery when the natural disaster invaded the Sunwell.

The slender and sharp spiral sword turned into the sharpest arrow and was placed on the bowstring.

Duke's every move was very fast, but every ranger, including Queen Xi, felt uncomfortable when he saw it. After all, Duke did not shoot arrows. He just copied the posture of Queen Xi's shooting that day with memory 100%.

It is indeed elegant and efficient for female elves to use such archery postures, but it would be a bit terrible if they were replaced by rough men.

The posture is not the point, the point is that Duke can almost forcibly master the trick of archery through imitation.

Bow string vibrates!

The next moment, an arrow suddenly appeared on the edge of the giant claw tentacle that was fighting against Grom and Thrall.

The golden arrow light perfectly penetrated through the gap of the giant claw's shell. The golden arrow light tore the flesh and blood, and the smelly liquid divided the black void like a line, and then turned into blood mist in the sky.

After the golden spiral arrow, or the spiral sword, broke the huge tentacle, it made a minimum 180-degree turn in the air before the terrifying light of the [Dark Flash] touched it, and then, under the guidance of Duke's power, flew back in an arc along the periphery of Cthun's body.

The five trapped people couldn't help but have a thought: When will the alliance produce an arrow god?

Before they could think too much, Queen Cialis personally demonstrated and shot the second arrow. This time, Queen Cialis shot with all her strength.

Originally, Queen Xi’s attack alone was not enough. At the critical moment, a claw popped out of the Emerald Dream and made up for it.

The giant claw tentacles wrapped around Kane fell down in just one second.

"Let's go!" Duke's harsh shout came from afar.

"Speak lightly..." Grom complained rarely.

Yes! How to go? The [Broken Tendon] status of the five people is at least three seconds, but Cthun's ultimate move only takes one second to sweep at most.

At this moment, they were surprised to find that the ground under their feet had turned into ice.

The next moment, the ice suddenly bounced up obliquely. They seemed to be marbles flying by springs, flying towards the safety zone like fog.

The strong men from both sides caught the five people who were bolted.

"Haduron!" Queen Xi shouted.

"Great Chief!" Woking had infinite surprises.

Duke's move showed his attitude. Not only did he not give up Hadurun and Benedictus, two heroes who seemed to be second-tier in the league, he even planned to save the three core figures of Thrall.

Not only the Alliance, but even the Horde powerhouses felt the power of Duke's will.
Chapter completed!