Chapter 1073: You are willing to wait for ten thousand years (Allies only ask for the storm ...)

Duke looked up at Elune: "First, ask the goddess to help me clear the toxins from my body and the pollutants that remain in my soul."
Evil energy! dark! Seven deadly sins!
Either way is not a simple thing.
These forces are like drugs, so don't expect anything to come to an end when you get involved. Especially the impure substance in the soul, if there is no way to get rid of it, it will only fall into ruin and degeneration unknowingly.
Duke did not want to play off and became a big villain. After all, the road of the Burning Legion was blocked by himself. As a big villain, there is nothing to end in Azeroth!
Goddess Elune's fuzzy face gave a reassuring expression.
The next second, a miracle descended into the sky.
Countless night elves saw the bright moonlight falling in the day, kneeling down and worshiping, praising the name of the Alune in his mouth.
The soft moonlight infiltrated Duke's skin, followed the 100,000 pores in the whole body into Duke's body, and gathered in the meridians again, forming a seemingly gentle and turbulent current, which began to wash Duke in turn Debris and evil substances in the body.
"Nausea!" Duke suddenly made a move to retaliate.
Tyrande was quick-sighted and quickly pulled the silver basin held by the statue in the hall and put it in front of Duke.
Duke couldn't control himself anymore, and vomited.
"Gee, vomit!" The scene felt like vomiting sesame paste. Not just from the mouth, but even from the nasal cavity and the eye sockets, there are black substances soaring out.
The suffocating feeling was a hundred times worse than drinking and vomiting.
Duke knelt on the spot, Tyrande supported the basin with one hand, and patted Duke's back gently with one hand to make Duke comfortable.
It feels very uncomfortable.
It's not just that the body is hollowed out, it's simply going deep into the bone marrow, pulling out the evil impurities hidden in the bone marrow and soul.
It felt very painful, but after taking out the dark matter, there was a kind of bone on the spot that was a bit lighter and ecstatic.
Elune smiled. "You go down and rest for one night. Tomorrow I will help you transform the dark power in your body into the power of shadow."
Darkness and shadow, don't look as if they are almost the same, but in fact they are completely different.
Darkness symbolizes evil and destruction.
Shadows are merely a byproduct of light. Where there is light, there is shadow. There is day and night. Even the power of Moon Goddess Elune is essentially a shadow.
Because moonlight is just the refraction of sunlight in the night.
Duke, who finally spit it out, thanked him panting, "I'm grateful."
Duke was taken down by Tyrande and rested.
When Duke returned to God, he found himself in Tyrande's boudoir.
Looking around, simple and tidy, with the exception of Elune's totem, the atmosphere of books is everywhere.
Tyrande brought a plate of water, stripped Duke's clothes, and washed the stains on Duke's face and body with water and cleansing spells. For convenience, even dropped his sacrifice robe.
Duke suddenly said: "In your room, will anyone gossip, after all, you are the high priest ..."
Tyrande's bright, always holy face was filled with a faint smile: "It's as if you haven't done anything to me."
"Uh!"
The air suddenly fell into the silence that made Duke's most painful.
Suddenly a bitter smile, even though Duke had noticed Tyrande before returning to the War of the Ancients ten thousand years ago, she did not choose Malfurion as she had in the past, but instead maintained a relationship with the Stormrage Brothers. This is a strange relationship between a friend and a lover.
But Duke never expected that he would do it so thoroughly. It was completely dry and clean, not giving the Rage Brothers a chance! He didn't know how Tyrande's hostility to him came after 10,000 years of Mao, and he didn't know whether what he was doing was the time when he was 10,000 years old. Germany did.
Anyway, now it is a bad debt.
Ugh!
Before, when the traitor was exposed, it would be exposed every minute. There was no such thought to imagine how to deal with each other's relationship in the future. Now that the Burning Legion has been settled, when tension and fear recede, how to deal with Tyrande's relationship becomes a super big problem.
According to the agreement with Nozdormu, as long as the Burning Legion was repelled as in history, he would start space-time teleportation within three days and return them alive traversors ten thousand years later.
"Don't try to bring any living creatures back!" Nozdorm repeatedly emphasized before leaving.
What can Duke do with his fangs?
Just as Duke was thinking wildly, there was a burst of sourness.
"Uh ..." Duke was shocked to find that Tyrande had actually launched an attack on Duke: "No! Not here ..."
"Why?" Below, Tyrande looked up and stared at Duke, with a fascinating blush on his holy face: "Asshole! Obviously all this is not what people want to learn, you are forcing them to learn. People are just now It ’s just giving you back what you taught me. Teacher. "
The long epilogue, like the coquettishness of a little girl, sounds crisp and numb.
Duke's exercise is not much now. After listening to this, his brain went down. Someone sneered and started to fight against the attack. He climbed to Shanghai Jiaerfeng: "Hehe! Do n’t teach you less, maybe How dare you forget the days when Duke's Excalibur was dominated. Come and come! Let us fight! "
"Humph"
Apparently, Tyrande noticed that Duke was about to leave, her resistance was extremely fierce, and she changed her method to launch a counterattack. Unfortunately, she was still too tender and still lost under Duke's Excalibur within 300 moves.
It's bright.
When Duke got up, Tyrande turned his back to him, his shoulders shaking.
"Aren't you going to say something to me?"
"..."
"Can't you leave me after giving me a name?"
"..."
Duke didn't know how to answer, and after thinking about it, he eventually threw Nozdormu's warning into the twisted void: "I stay here, and my body and soul are likely to collapse."
The next second, Tyrande was already in Duke's arms, rubbing Duke's chest with that tear-stained face: "Will you come back?"
Duke couldn't bear it: "If you're willing to wait 10,000 years ..."
Duke thought it was a shameful joke.
Time and distance are the most terrible poison in the love world.
Before he crossed, I didn't know how many couples saw the two places separated in less than a month.
Besides, his relationship with Tyrande was not based on pure love. He didn't know what Tyrande thought of him ten thousand years later.
Is it Dachen?
Is love hate?
Is it full of grievances?
Or something else, he couldn't guess.