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Chapter 815 Answer or not?

Anthonydas's last expression was frozen on his peaceful smile.

As a lich, even if his smile is a terrifying feeling, he is indeed smiling knowingly.

The sound of unknown meaning comes from his dry throat. He stretched out his dry hand as if he wanted to grab something. Is it his lost youth? Or the glory of being a human being?

This may become an eternal mystery.

The soul decomposed, and finally the power that drove the rotten body disappeared. The sea breeze rose, and the body of the once famous mage leader turned into sand castles blown away by the strong wind.

Duke looked at the gold coin floating in his hand and was a little stunned.

This can be regarded as a gift of integrity left to him by Archbishop Alonsos Fao.

In Dalaran a long time ago, a Lordaeron missionary threw a copper coin into the fountain pool and made a wish: "I hope one day I can spread the Way of the Holy Light to the common people and teach them the meaning of the three virtues."

After Alonsos' death, the condensation of the sacred will passed down to Duke is the soul gold coin in Duke's hand.

After obtaining Duke's permission, Duke's soul was integrated into it, and the truth, goodness, beauty and all the will of justice around Duke as nourishment. This soul gold coin has become shining and full of divine aura to this day.

Duke did not notice the look of the priests looking at him in the army of 200,000.

Not to mention a ignorant girl like Sari Whiteman who has just touched the Way of Holy Light, even a bishop-level figure like Benedictus showed a look of yearning.

Duke seemed to finally realize the fierce sight of everyone, and he mocked himself: "Well, may I not be able to survive on the path of the priest in the future, and can I still go to church to give guidance to the young pastors?"

Just as everything seemed to come to an end, the will of the Lich King Neozu gathered in the air into a huge ice-blue skull.

It was a terrifying virtual image with a diameter of more than 100 meters, emitting evil black aura and a terrifying aura that suddenly dropped the temperature.

I couldn't help but feel like every creature who witnessed this scene was pressed into a big stone in his heart, feeling breathless.

Oh my God! I have killed a big Lich of Xiji.

Why do the Scourge have so many creepy existences?

Neozu's roar was spreading all over the world: "Duke Marcus and you humble humans and elves, do you think this is victory? Do you think I will let you go like this? No! This is just the beginning! Death will eventually cover every inch of land in Azeroth's world..."

Duke stopped and didn't look back: "Neozu, you're enough! Last time you came to Karazan, Kiljadan was blown away by Kiljadan, and you haven't suffered enough yet? Do you dare to believe the fraudster Kiljadan's words? What if there is really a commander from the Burning Legion successfully descending to Azeroth, then, you who have no value in use will be even worse than a ghoul."

Duke's words were not just a spoiler, but rather a sting of Naozu's heart.

From beginning to end, Neozu was unwilling to work for Kiljadan. In history, Neozu took the opportunity to escape again. Duke is doing this now just to act according to Kiljadan's personality.

He immediately choked Neozu to death.

"You...you...you..."

If there were Kilgardan's terrors staring at nearby, Neozu would pretend to yell "Long live the Burning Legion!" to show his loyalty.

But Naozu was afraid of death and was afraid of death, and he still had a strong sense of self-esteem. At least he was a chief, and now he was called the noble devil king.

In front of so many people, Neozu refused to admit that he was a dog from Kiljadan.

After choking for three seconds, Neozu finally roared: "Duke! You think you are in control of the situation, you are wrong! I tell you, you will definitely be a loser this time! You will never think about what my perfect plan is! Even if you have the ability to stop Arthas now, my plan to destroy Azeroth will still not have any impact!"

"No matter whether humans, dwarves, elves, or other races, your only end is to become my slaves after death. The land you cherish will become a worse place than Draenor hahahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!"

Duke grinned:

Want it? Do I still need to think about it?

I've known what you're going to do...

Ner'ozu, have you said enough nonsense? Just get out of here! I used to think you were a waste who only knew how to fart, but now I have become a dog who only knows how to fart! Are you embarrassed to lose it?

That's right!

The Burning Legion's arrival against Azeroth is almost unstoppable. I can withstand this time, but I can't escape next time.

Since that's the case, Duke, who is still the time traveler at heart, is thinking about how to make the alliance grow faster and how to strengthen himself.

In addition to saving the high elves, the most important thing next is of course the night elves join the alliance. Elfs and others are super conservatives, let alone the night elves with druid doctrines. If the demons don’t hit the door, will the night elves run out to ask for help?

Archmond's arrival is certainly a tragedy.

But keeping the World Tree will have no benefit to Mr. Du and the Alliance at all!

So Duke has made up his mind to let the league decisively make the move before Archmond reaches the World Tree.

Of course, behind him was a large number of high elves in the middle of the future league led by Sylvanas, watching Duke, as the leader of the league, still had to pretend to behave anyway.

At this moment, Duke Zhengshi possessed him.

In this second, Duke's body shone with golden light.

At this moment, Duke lied openly and righteously!

Duke, who was in the wind in Yushu, looked up at the skeleton in the air. On his raised right hand, the sacred gold coin turned into a holy sword again.

snort!

The 40-meter-long sword, oh, it is a super holy sword. I ask if you are afraid!?

Duke spoke righteously and overwhelmed with great spirit.

"Haha! You underestimate the wisdom race of Azeroth too much. Do you think your insignificant plot can subvert the entire Azeroth? Neozu, are you going to destroy this world? Have you asked us?"

As he said that, Duke turned around, looked at the pair of bright eyes, and then shouted at the soldiers of the Alliance: "Human soldiers, this hateful devil in front of him said he wanted to kill us and turn us into slaves of this bastard. Do you agree?"
Chapter completed!
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