Chapter 1059: If you want to do something

Time back to hours ago.
This is a horrible day. You cannot see the dim day of the sun and the moon.
From Illidan's plan to offer [Soul of the Devil] to Sargeras, Tyrande didn't sleep much. Only a few times were tired and taking a nap. Rarely, when she knew that Sargeras was about to get [Soul of the Devil], she fell asleep, but unfortunately she had a nightmare of world destruction.
Waking up dimly from her dream, she felt the breath of a man around her.
Malfurion, are you here to save me?
Or is it you ... Illidan?
The beauty's whispering prayer was doomed to fail to get through, and through the dim fog, Tyrande opened her eyes and saw Duke.
Unexpectedly, it was not a shadowed Duke, but a completely normalized Duke filled with normal human colors.
Tyrande was inexplicably surprised. If it were not for the familiar dark energy that haunted the other person, she would even think it was a change.
Duke lifted Tyrandra with one hand and held her around the waist in a domineering manner.
It is just such a slightly rude movement, and the familiar touch from the waist makes Tyrande's heart feel a little safe: It is ... it's him! Du Kang, he is actually a handsome man ...
No normal woman would like to be arbitrarily possessed by a dark humanoid. It was a bad experience that challenged women to accept the limits.
From the initial anger and resistance, to numbness and acceptance, to the current fate, and then to unexpected surprises after no longer having hope, Tyrande suddenly appeared happy and sometimes simple.
Duke smiled lightly: "Tyrand, you have worked hard. Today is the day to determine your destiny. I hope you come with me and witness the results of your hard work with me during this time. Prove you and me Grievance and patience are rewarded. This is not the will of the goddess, it is simply you and me. "
Tyrande's mouth was squirming, and the muscles on her face were slightly twitching. The delicate and holy face seemed to tell Duke that she wanted to be happy and afraid that she would be more disappointed and desperate.
It was this inconsistent mood that made her speechless for a long time.
"I ... I ... I ..." Tyrande had no idea what to say.
"Come on!" Duke went into shadow form again without further explanation.
In this way, take Tyrande through the corridors, one door at a time. The upper elves and demons encountered on the road salute them respectfully.
In their minds now, Duke is the rare and intelligent technical lord in the legion. Unlike the lords who only fight and kill, and the female demon who can only play with conspiracy but not high fighting power, this infernal lord is temporarily irreplaceable in the army. So even if they all regarded Tyrande as the slave of the Infernal Lord, they still dare not neglect.
In the void, Tyrande saw Sargeras's huge and horrible real body, and saw Duke move a huge portal to teleport Sargeras to the space barrier of Azeroth.
Until this moment, Tyrande still did not understand what Duke was going to do.
Isn't Duke still helping Sargeras?
When Sargeras' huge, rugged mountain body disappeared over the twisted void portal, Tyrande could clearly hear the cheering of Eredar warlocks in the control center where Duke was located.
The demons are roaring, chanting, celebrating their imminent conquest and destruction of a new planet.
"Well, let's step back. I want to celebrate with my baby." Duke spoke Eredar, Tyrande couldn't understand.
But the ‘we understand’ expressions of the male Ereda demon before leaving, made Tyrande burn a jade face.
Full of science fiction, the metal hall enough to hold a hundred people suddenly became empty.
None of the Ereda demons found anything wrong with Duke's order. Because Duke had proven his loyalty to the Legion, and had accomplished his mission well. Duke's status now is taken for granted.
Tyrande walked up to Duke with a small broken step, knowing that she couldn't disobey Duke, or Duke Excalibur.
he wants……
Just then, Duke held Tyrande lightly, and said in her long ear: "The next moment is to witness the miracle. We want to save our strength, because it will be very thrilling next."
Duke snapped his fingers, and a huge screen in the lobby projected a live image of Azshara near.
Tyrande saw the decisive battle between the Azeroth demigods and the main team of the Burning Legion, and saw the demigod white stag Marlon playing.
As a guardian of nature, Malorne was once known as the most powerful creature walking on Kalimdor, and is one of the most powerful creatures of Azeroth like the Dragon King.
The caretaker on the way, the holy spirit of all beings, the great ancient patron saint ... more than ten honorary titles and titles fully embody Marlon's greatness.
In the picture, Tyrande is shocked to see that Malorne easily settles a whole elite army of the Devil of the Burning Legion in order to rescue the injured son Cenarius.
Archimonde had to play, and finally appeared to prevent the entire army from being destroyed by Malorne.
The confrontation between the two strong players easily reminds Tyrande of words such as 'the strongest duel from the two worlds'.
After the earth-shattering battle, Malorne, who had been badly wounded in the previous battle against a large number of demons, was evenly matched with the demon lord Archimonde, but in the end, Archimonde, the polluted man, broke his neck and was defeated.
Archimonde prevailed.
"Ah!" Tyrande shed tears in horror.
Because it was the spouse of the goddess she believed in ...
Duke could only comfort her: "Rest assured that the demigods can be resurrected ... it just takes longer."
Then, the picture came to the vicinity of Azshara city, Tyrande saw the raid of the coalition turned into a hard fight, and saw the invasion and failure of Nesario.
The center of the final picture is locked on Illidan who has received [Soul of the Demon].
"Ilidan! He ..."
No one knows whether Illidan aimed at this opportunity early in the morning or unexpectedly appeared there.
Everyone only knows that because of the explosion of the magic circle, [Devil's Soul] blew out. Now within a hundred meters of Illidan, there is no one there that can stop him.
If Illidan wants to do something with the [Demon's Soul] of the platinum disc shape, now is the best time.
"Brother !?" Malfurion screamed more than a hundred meters away! 8