Tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Blood Crusade raised their weapons high and issued the strongest voice since the war began: "Don't agree"

Duke continued to shout, "Dwarf and Dwarf brothers, this guy said he wanted to destroy all civilizations. What do you think?"

"Fuck him, my mother!" The violent dwarf held up the war hammer!

Duke finally waved to the elves: "This bastard not only destroyed your home, but also burned out the last inch of green space and a small tree. What do you think?"

Sylvanas proudly set out: "For the blood of Queldore, we will definitely take revenge"

A stone stirs up a thousand waves. Who among the high elves doesn’t know the power and terror of the enemy?

Those who can gather here are naturally the most bloody and backbone group of people in the entire elves. They are the backbone of the revival of high elves in the future and the pillars for the reconstruction of the elves' kingdom.

The human roars and the dwarfs' powerful shouts deeply stimulated the hearts of these tens of thousands of elves.

They remembered their dead relatives and friends, and their destroyed homeland.

A violent anger gushed out from the depths of his heart and rushed straight to his forehead. They abandoned the nobleness and reserve that they once claimed, tore off the gentle mask of the world, especially humans, and shouted in unison.

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

The morale of the army is available and morale is available!

Almost without thinking, Sylvanas, who was struck while the iron was hot, suddenly raised his bow and shouted: "Our kingdom is destroyed! Our city is destroyed! Our compatriots and relatives are slaughtered! In order to make future generations absolutely not forget this day, I announced that Queldore was renamed Sindore!"

Duke's face was filled with unconcealed surprise.

‘Quill’ means nobility in the Salasian language of the elves, while ‘Xin’ means blood.

The high elves changed their name from Queldore to the blood elves, and they were obviously done by Kelsas in history.

It has to be said that history has surprisingly similar urinary properties.

In a certain scenario, in some cases, a consistent choice will be made.

At this moment, tens of thousands of elves were full of anger, and in a state of rage, they urgently needed to vent. They did not even notice that in theory, Sylvanas, who was just a "National Saving Committee", had just been a Ranger General, had no right to announce such a major decision.

But one of them, one or two, tens of thousands of them were completely angered by the clamor of Neozu, and naturally agreed to Sylvanas's call.

This amazing momentum with a perfect response... Could it be... After Sylvanas doesn't have to become an immortal, God will still give her a queen throne?

What should I do if the Forgotten One?

Uh, Duke is an alliance, what do I do in the tribe?

Well, since Sylvanas still has the chance to be Queen of Sylvania without changing races, then I definitely don't mind pushing you.

Duke curled his lips at Sylvanas, and glanced at the skull of the Lich King in the air from the corner of his eyes.

Sylvanas immediately understood.

"Devil! Get out of here!"

A loud shout.

Bend the bow and arrow, and do it in one go.

This movement, which was used hundreds of thousands of times in Sylvanas's practice and actual combat, was inconspicuous in each movement, but when it was connected, it felt like a flowing beauty.

Looking at her hair dancing with the wind in the bursting power of wind and thunder, the heroic posture of a female war god easily infected every elf.

They looked at Sylvanas standing on the hills with worship and devout eyes.

They were looking forward and waiting with excitement.

They wanted to see what a feat that Sylvanas, whom they had high hopes, could do to stir their minds.

However, Sylvanas was actually confused at this moment.

Duke just looked at her, and she bent her bow and arrow without thinking too much. Of course, she wanted to blow up the hateful skull of N'Ozu with one arrow, but after subconsciously posing as a bend of a bow and arrow, she suddenly remembered a serious problem. Damn, she has no means to deal with soul enemies!

Ghosts know whether thunder can hurt the ghost. If an arrow can't explode the skull, it would be embarrassing to the ancestor of the Night Elf.

Tens of thousands of elves had their eyes burning, staring at her back.

Those tens of thousands of gazes didn’t feel anything before, but now they are tens of thousands of long swords. If you don’t do it properly, you will pierce her thousands of swords into your heart and kill her!

Sylvanas really wanted to die at this moment when he bit his flaming red lips.

Now it is clear that the arrow has to be fired on the string, but...

Suddenly, she felt like she hated herself and Duke.

It’s not good to have a good understanding of someone I have with, but I am just following Duke. I just bent my bow and arrow at the devil with a look.

Now it's OK!

What to do! What to do! The closing!?

On the other hand, first she saw Sylvanas doing this, and she worked with her own eyes, and then she was embarrassed. Duke only felt very interesting and funny in his heart.

Immediately, Duke immediately felt Sylvanas's eyes coming over, which was asking him to find a way to end the show.

I have to say that the reactions of the three Fengxingzhe sisters when they are embarrassed are very interesting.

Wen Leisha, the most slutty wife-attributed, was looking at each other with soft words, and she couldn't bear to refuse just by seeing it.

The most important view of the overall situation, Aurelia looked like a little look, "You are not here to help? Don't blame me if the venue is smashed." She moved her affection and showed her reasonable eyes.

OK, Sylvanas is more helping me directly? If you don’t help me, don’t blame me for turning over the table?

That wildness and rebelliousness also fascinated Duke.

Duke smiled softly, and even though he was no less than a hundred meters away from her, she felt Duke's small movements.

It was a soul that others could not see with their naked eyes, a soul with a powerful and sacred aura.

Only the priests with the purest heart, such as the little girl Sari Whiteman, can see that a golden soul suddenly flew out of Duke's body and flew behind Sylvanas.

At this time, Sylvanas was in a standard posture of bent his bow and arrow.

The left leg is in front and the right leg is in back.

Hold the bow in the left hand and the string in the right hand.

If others cannot see it, it does not mean that Sylvanas cannot sense it. He only feels that a warm soul is hugging her from behind.

That is naturally Duke's soul.

This ambiguous way of hugging made Sylvanas feel panicked.

Because his crotch pressed against her buttocks, his burning right hand gently placed on her right hand, and his left hand gently stroked her upper left arm to the tip of her left finger.

If she had changed someone, she would have goose bumps all over her body and screamed.
Chapter completed!