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Chapter 1744 Extinguishing and Furious Tide

"Oh, master, you call me?" Onyxia walked into Duke's room with brisk steps: "What are you going to do today? Balcony? Bathroom? Hall? Or kitchen?"

The black dragon, who transformed into the Earl of Katrana, also pulled up the hem of the skirt slightly like a stern, revealing two fair calves.

Duke has a black line.

It was all his fault. He had trained the dragon too much, but he was tamed. But he was too unscrupulous and used all the tricks. As a result, a scheming dragon who tried to subvert the Storm Kingdom, he broke it into a secretary dragon.

If you have something to do, you will ride a mount, if you have nothing to do, you will ride a mount.

"Ahem!" Duke pretended to be serious and coughed twice, then said seriously: "Oneksia, have you noticed that anyone you dared to fight against before? Now, even if you are at the same level, can't anyone fight against him?"

Onyxia's face that originally blended charm and nobility suddenly changed her face: "Master... are you... tired of me?"

Cross veins appeared on Duke's forehead: "No! I mean, you're about to see your original fate."

Princess Black Dragon felt her dragon heart suddenly shrink violently.

"In the original future, you and your brother will become the same corpse dragon. I don't think you will see him again in a long time."

Duke mentioned Nefarian, and Onyxia was afraid after all, so he knelt down on the spot and crawled in front of Duke: "Thank you for your mercy."

Duke did not comfort her again: "The mercy of a true demigod is never a cheap thing. You can gain my mercy only because you at least have given your loyalty."

That's right, it was already a miracle to make a powerful black dragon that was originally insidious and cunning to give loyalty.

Duke was a little disappointed after all, so he just hit her.

She also knew that she was lazy and lacked motivation, and thought that she could earn her money with her natural demigod body. Now it seems that Duke is no longer satisfied.

"I...I will work hard in the future."

"I treat you as a mount. In the past, it was mainly because of my concern and a little vanity. After being appointed as the gods for so long, I have been indifferent. Azeroth and the Burning Legion will eventually have a decisive battle. At that time, you will be alone." Duke paused: "You have proved your loyalty, and it is time to prove your courage."

courage?

Originally, the black dragon no longer needed any courage. After all, the black dragon is already at the top of the Azeroth food chain. If Onyxia is anything else to be afraid of, the only existence is her father, Nesario.

When Onyxia heard Duke's explicit statement, he instinctively shivered.

But she calmed down immediately.

Perhaps, her father is indeed very strong and crazy.

So what?

"The master can kill him once, and he can kill him the second, third, countless times!" Onyxia didn't know why she came to such a magical conclusion in her heart.

Obviously, she became confident and shouted in her heart: "Yes! My master controls the fate of the entire Azeroth! He is the God of Destiny! There is no existence to compete with the God of Destiny! Even my once 'invincible' father cannot do it!"

Thinking of this, her eyes changed from confidence to extremely firm.

"Master, I won't let you down!" After saying that, she was like a gentle cat, holding Duke's left hand, rubbing against her smooth face, and then exited.

Looking at Onyxia's distant figure, Duke's gaze became sharp. His eyes seemed to transcend time and space, cross the plane barrier, and saw a devastating temple in the deep rock continent of the earth element plane, a devastating fallen guardian dragon that had long been demolished.

Death Wings alone can no longer cause any storm.

Duke clearly remembered that Nefarian's body disappeared.

There was a moment when Queen Salaz reminded him that Duke almost thought Enzos wanted to make the Deathwings family a whole.

For example, Nefarian's body, and then install Nesario and his wife's heads.

Well, three-headed dragons and other things are quite loving.

Very high-quality.

Duke quickly felt that this was not reliable.

A very simple truth. If you really play the Trinity, then whose body is the main one?

The body of Deathwing has long been crushed and ashes, and only the dragon head is left is relatively complete.

Nefarian and Cinestra are of absolute size different from the dragon body of Deathwings. With either of their dragon bodies as their torso, it will only be weakened rather than strengthened.

This practice of skipping the ground for the end is not advisable.

If Enzos really did this, Duke would be happy to make Nesario again and enjoy the greatest dragon-slaying achievement!

Now, Nesario waited quietly, and also caused his hatred for Duke and all the lower creatures on the surface, waiting for the opportunity to re-engush the world with the fire of resurrection.

Didn’t Duke have already arranged everything and waited for Nesario to deliver the dishes?

"Let's take a move, I can't wait!"

Just like history, the Twilight God Cult, the first move.

On the Alliance, although Duke used the Magic Network to monitor the movements of many Twilight believers in the morning, because Saloras questioned Benedictus, the leader of the Twilight God Cult in the Alliance, and obtained a more detailed and highest-level list.

The Union's purge of the Twilight Cultists went quite smoothly.

Originally, the economic and livelihood situation within the alliance was good, so there was no popular soil for the Doomsday Sect. Coupled with the beheading strategy implemented by the alliance, the Twilight Riot on the alliance ended before it even began.

Many people did not even know that Twilight Cultists were killed, but were surprised by the alliance's military control.

Occasionally, elemental creatures began to attack the Alliance's main city, but do you really think Duke's arrangement is for a fresh meal?

The four major guards of the Alkafon Treasure House, plus the two Odur Guardians, if there are so many awesome existences in charge, the main cities of the alliance can still make elemental creatures so Duke doesn't have to mess with it.

Compared to the peace of the alliance, the tribe is really in a state of turmoil.

Thrall wanted to cast a net for a moment, waiting for the Twilight Cult to contact more advanced core figures so that he could catch them all in one go. Unexpectedly, perhaps Benedictus's defeat stimulated the nerves of the two-headed ogre Gugar.

Gugar actually started early.

When Thrall heard the alarm bell of Orgrimmar and rushed out of the chief's palace, he was shocked to see that Orgrimmar, standing among the mountains, could see no less than thirty giant portals in the scattered mountains.
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