"I don't know if the ghost will be born again as a baby after it is broken down, but if you feel it's a pain, I should be able to erase your soul."

For some reason, a three-dimensional model of Karazan appeared in the system prompt. In the first layer clearly displayed, Michael's name was included. In addition to stating that "can't leave Karazan", Michael's comments also clearly stated that there is the option "can eliminate the soul".

For some, being in the world in the form of ghosts may be a torture. So Duke gave Michael a choice.

Michael looked at Kardga, ​​who was also a ghost beside Duke: "Where are you? I have seen you, the mage Kardga, ​​why did you choose to continue to exist in the world?"

Kadega was stunned for a moment and immediately replied: "I don't think I'm alive enough. There are so many novel things in this world that I have never seen before. And as long as I am allowed to browse Karazan's books, then it's nothing wrong with being a servant of Duke's master."

Duke secretly complained: No wonder you, a kid, are willing to listen to me. It turns out that books are your master.

Michael thought for a while and turned to salute Duke: "So, if there is no place to need me, then I have nothing to miss for the sacrifice of defending the Storm Kingdom and defending Azeroth, then I..."

At this moment, the system suddenly sounded a shrill alarm to Duke:

"Alarm! Alarm! According to your latest knowledge of [Space Theory], it was detected that a space channel will be forced to open at 72 hours. After calculation, it is 92.7% consistent with the demon legion summoned by Sargeras. According to the energy level of the space channel, it is expected that more than 100 low-level demons and no more than 5 intermediate-level demons will be attacked."

Then, an unusually bright red countdown system appeared above Duke's retina.

Duke's face changed on the spot: I'll just rub it! I knew there was no direct train to the God of Dharma in the world.

Medivh had previously built a mage tower in Karazan, which was for the convenience of research, and on the other hand, he had been silently guarding the world as a guardian.

As the price of changing history and inheriting Karazan, Duke also had to undertake the task of protecting Karazan. Karazan in history was self-enclosed. This greatly prevented monsters from coming to Azeroth to harm people through Karazan.

That sentence is correct: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Duke's right hand was infused with arcane energy, and he gently placed his hand on Michael's shoulder in his soul state. He was lying in a righteous manner, oh, no, it was the power to promote the holy light.

"Michael! If you are looking for the meaning of existence, then there is a very important task to hand over to you at this time."

"What?" Michael was a little surprised. In his mind, he had just killed Sargeras, and there should be no big enemy.

Duke's voice suddenly became high, and his voice was filled with surging passion and incomparable determination. His eyes were burning, and even some kind of sacred light was vaguely stirring.

"Guard this place! Within three days, a group of demons will open the space channel, trying to invade the world of Azeroth by occupying Karazan as a springboard, and eventually invade the world of Azeroth, harm our loved ones, friends, and hurt our favorites! Can we allow all this? No! Never! We can endure loneliness, we can endure hunger, we can endure fear, but we absolutely cannot endure the people I love, the world we love."

Speaking of this, Duke's voice suddenly rose octave: "Michael Jonathan, are you willing to work with me to protect the world and all mankind?" A sound like a thunderbolt echoed throughout the first floor of Karazan.

"If this is the case, please allow me to join Gala Donald." A voice suddenly sounded deep in the horse railing, and another soul wearing Stormwind soldier's armor appeared.

"I'm the one!"

"It's me!"

The souls of elite soldiers who died in Karazan step out of the darkness deep in the first and second layers.

Yes, they sacrificed this for the future of the kingdom people. Unfortunately, because of the characteristics of Karazan, their souls were also bound here, not to fall into hell, not to heaven, not to return to the earth, and not to see their relatives.

Perhaps, this is a torture.

However, at this moment, they found a new meaning for their existence to protect Karazan and the world!

Looking at the option of "Do you pay 10 soul power to convert the souls of 72 elite soldiers into heroic warriors?" in the system prompt, Duke decisively pointed out "Yes"!

A brilliant silver light lit up from Duke's palm and gently blew in the void. A little star-like silver light scattered on the souls of these elite soldiers.

They were surprised to find that their soul, which had already become dim and had some signs of dissipation, began to condense at a high speed. The long-lost touch returned to their bodies, even though their bodies still looked a little translucent, at least, this was an unexpected surprise change.

There was no heartbeat, but there was a strong pulsation from every corner of the body.

You can smell the long-lost fragrance from your nostrils without breathing.

Vision, touch, taste, smell, feeling... These things I once thought were so natural, and only when I lost them will I feel extremely precious.

Every soldier showed surprise on his face.

Then, their facial expressions quickly became firm and quickly lined up in three rows.

Michael, who led the lead, drew out the sword he wore before his birth and whispered: "Salute to our new master, the new guardian of the world, His Excellency Duke Marcus!"

"Swish swish swish swish!" The sword was drawn in an extremely neat manner, causing the dim horse railing to illuminate the dazzling cold light.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The heroic warrior used his sword to hit the shield, making loud striking sounds.

There seemed to be some kind of low tremor on the first floor of Karazan. No, this is not a tremor, it is already a roaring roar. Not only the shouts and blows of these elite soldiers. It seemed that every corner of Karazan, every brick and stone, and every pillar made a low and ancient sound.

They resonate with each other, as if responding to the will of the heroic warriors and their determination to guard the world.

With the same excitement, Duke looked around the heroic warriors with a satisfied expression on his face: "Okay, brothers, let's do a big fight and tell the hell demons that this is Azeroth's territory, not their demons' playground!"

"Oh oh oh" wild roar echoed throughout Karazan... (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!