The war that spread throughout the planet Azeroth continues. .

War has now become the only main theme of this planet that has been plagued by many disasters for decades.

In every corner of the planet, there are generals from alliance commanding large-scale fleets and fighting fiercely with the demons of the Burning Legion.

But at this time, the leaders of the alliance who should have become the backbone of various kingdoms and armies were all unintentional to command.

The wind blew from the west of the Endless Sea, and the mountains and forests rustled softly on the broken archipelago that had been destroyed by war. On Naxxarmas, not far behind the front line of the battle, the wind seemed to be telling the leaders something.

The leaders were all waiting, eager to hear the sound of fate, but unfortunately the sound of fate was too illusory and unpredictable.

Everyone could only sigh from time to time, waiting for the final result to come out.

"Duke, how dare you! That's Amansur!" Old Gene smiled bitterly: "Maybe I'm really old. If it were me, I would probably agree to the deployment of the Pantheon unconditionally."

This is the norm, and young people are more aggressive. When people get older, they have been smoothed out by the cruel reality for a long time, and they will easily seek stability and a high probability of winning.

Varian firmly said: "He is Duke Marcus! The man who led the league to prosperity. I believed him before, now, and in the future, I will believe it!"

Over there, Villen's soul was also teaching Eriel: "Did you see it? That's the leader. Whether it's supreme or not, whether it's supreme or not, whether it's not responsible for making decisions. As a leader, you must remember that one of your own decisions can affect the fate of countless people, countless people live because of you, and countless people may die because of you. It all depends on your decision."

Iriel was a little distressed: "It's too difficult to make a decision of that level. After all, it's the Pantheon..."

Villen was also sighing: "Yes! Even I don't dare to force the Pantheon to that extent for the people of Azeroth, although that is likely to win the most perfect conditions for us..."

"That's it!" The hoof nodded vigorously.

"Becoming a leader like Duke requires talent, hard work, and even more so, some unreplicable experiences. I have no intention of forcing you to achieve Duke's level. I just want to say that there are many roads in this world, not every one points to hardship."

"Uh, mentor, you mean..."

Villen is rarely unreasonable: "Actually, your relationship with Duke has helped Delaney a lot."

The "mentor" was anxious and made a big blush on the spot.

The queens were even more worried about Duke.

Lordaeron, Queen Caria looked back at the magic mirror as she watched her daughter Emily play happily in the garden.

"I really want to know what the talk is like!" Kalia sighed.

In another picture, Ilushia also held her cheek and said: "Well, Duke, just don't irritate the Titans of the Pantheon."

Queen Xi smiled: "How is it possible? If he doesn't do anything, he will not be Duke."

Jaina laughed, too: "But he never let us down, did he?"

There, carrying the hope of his own women, the hope of the alliance leaders and soldiers, and the hope of billions of Azerothians, Duke and Amansur began to communicate frankly.

"I will make the request of the people of Azeroth before I speak out my plan."

"You said." Amansur replied calmly, in fact, he was ready for a heavy bleeding in the Pantheon.

Unexpectedly, Duke did not speak loudly without the lion.

"Whether I am or the people of Azeroth, we have no idea of ​​dominating the universe. It is enough to be able to live freely and independently on the planet Azeroth. If we can destroy the Burning Legion this time, we only need the Pantheon to ensure this."

"Yes! Unless it is to wipe out the demons and evil forces against Azeroth, the Azerothian army will not take half a step out of the planet. This was the case before, and it will be like this in the future. After this battle, the glory of the Pantheon will shine on the universe again, and even Azeroth can continue to be named and declare to the outside world.

"If Azeroth becomes the new Titan of the Pantheon in the future, then I hope she can leave a seed of life for this planet, ensuring that the planet will not dry up and destroy because of the loss of its star soul and core."

"Oh?" The Titans have their own secret communication methods. They all feel that Duke is really... without desires!

"You only have so many?" Aiona felt a little incredible.

"If you are talking about the future, right! The people of Azeroth only have so many. But in this war, we mortals need the support of the Pantheon." Duke's words were sonorous and powerful.

"No need to discuss this. As long as the Burning Legion can be destroyed, the Pantheon will spare no effort. Tell your plan." Noganon said.

Duke smiled: "I don't know, have you noticed that I once traveled back to Azeroth ten thousand years ago and blew up Sargeras's lair in the twisted void in the Battle of the Ancient? This led to an unexpected result..."

Duke said, and the Titans' faces were finally moved.

A trace of surprise suddenly flashed in Amansur's eyes. He involuntarily took out the scepter of God from the void. The golden titan runes on the scepter were becoming brighter.

The air of the Pantheon is full of a thrilling atmosphere.

The hearts of a group of Titans became excited by the proposal of a mortal.

In that moment, the cosmic wind blowing through the Pantheon began to grow stronger.

"Ah! The stellar wind..." Amansur said silently in his heart.

For 25,000 years, the Titans hid in this secret place. They did not take revenge, did not fight back, and silently watched their creations. The guardians were defeated by the Burning Legion one by one.

Amansur made such a decision because he could not see hope

A vigorous battle cannot save the Pantheon and this world.

Has the 25,000 years really wiped out hatred and pain?

No!

no way

The villain takes revenge from morning to night.

It's never too late for Titans to take revenge.

Amansur has been waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But he didn't expect that this opportunity was created by a weak mortal strong man in his eyes.

Countless beings have proposed to him the plan to defeat the Burning Legion.

In fact, every plan he heard before was based on a lot of speculations or even imagination. Those guys didn't even know what Sargeras's fatal point was, so they made a fuss, believing that with his meager strength and the small remaining legacy of the Pantheon, they could win this great war.

Duke is different, it is reasonable, concise and well-founded!

Have to accept it!—
Chapter completed!