Chapter 1141: Magni's Crow Mouth

"Well." Duke touched his chin and was also lost in thought, and then Duke laughed: "If your Theramore has enough 300,000 soldiers and 1,000 warships, what will happen to the tribe?"
Jaina thought for a moment: "Probably you will be constantly snagged and snooped?"
"What if Theramore had a huge army of 5,000 griffins?"
"Probably, even Thrall had to be hostile to Theramore?"
"What if the Dragon Sleep Temple becomes a subordinate of the Alliance, all dragons will be stationed in Theramore?"
"How is this possible ..." That said, the wise Jaina had thought of what Duke meant.
Every emotion has a limit.
When the fear is extreme, either desperately attack the opponent, as if some guys in history have always been crazy, charge the primitive dragon towards the dragon, and then be eaten.
Or you can clearly recognize the fact that this is far beyond the power of your imagination, leaving only awe!
"Well, what kind of Duke are you doing now?"
Duke groaned: "It's hard to say, maybe, to a certain extent or in some ways, my creations are better than them, so they provoke their crazy counterattack."
Is that so?
Duke couldn't say for sure.
Molten Heart's journey is still long, and Duke has time to verify it all.
After destroying the two groups of smoldering dogs, there were three very special fire monsters in the distance, one large and two small. They shook their tails and slid over.
"Varian! Face the unknown enemy! What would you do if the commander was you?"
If Varian is still the personality of that Logosh [Ghost Wolf], it is estimated that he will go straight to work. After Duke obtained the magic spell of disintegration from Onyxia, reunited the two Varians into one, and regained his memory, Varian appeared to have matured a lot.
Unlike Varian in the same period in history, Varian in history lost his father early. After Lothar died in the hands of Orgrim, he grew up in an environment without care and care, and in At this point in time, his wife Tiffin also hung up.
Without the son of Anduin Wrynn, it is not unusual for Varian to become a lone star.
Varian is now relatively peaceful, after all, Lothar, whom he admires most, is dying instead of fighting. And there is also Duke, the former great minister of the Storm Kingdom, including Optimus Prime. Although Duke is only a little more than ten years older than him, he has always regarded Duke as an elder.
Varian groaned: "I will first observe, try to identify what kind of monster the opponent is, and then press half of the combat power first."
Duke did not immediately comment, but asked: "What type of leader do you think this is?"
Taking out the telescope, Varian looked at the boss again and replied, "Although he holds a huge war blade, compare him to the giants and giant dogs we have encountered along the way. He and his guard's body shape Relatively slender. This is a bit like Naga. The monsters that are closer to the melee system tend to be more burly, so I infer that he and his guards should be legal. If I were a commander, I would pay more attention to spell protection. "
Duke tilted his head: "Yo, Magni, what do you think?"
Whoever treats this seemingly rude dwarf king as a fool is a real fool. Magni took a sip of the spirits in the wine bag and poked his lips: "I have no opinion! Fight as you like."
As soon as the conversation turned, it became: "But helping the younger generations rub their butts isn't that what our seniors should do?"
Duke smiled, then turned his head to the other side: "Ronin, since Varian judges that the other party is a legal system. You pay more attention to it, and the magic support of this battle will be given to you."
"Understand, Master!" Luo Ning nodded.
As Duke walked by, Aurelia whispered in the words of the wind, "Is it appropriate?"
"It's okay, isn't it just a Lucy Fron ..."
Duke said so lightly, but gave Aurelia absolute confidence.
Names often represent very important meanings.
Without the terrible three-hammer battle, 99.99% of humans would not know there was a Ragnaros. And no one knows what little brother Ragnaros has. The ancient gods and elemental lords were in the dark age of 6 years old in Ancient Kalim, before the birth of the oldest night elves. It was difficult for Tyrande to find relevant information.
Now Duke uttered the name of the monster in the distance who was obviously a leader.
This means that Duke has absolute certainty.
Alleria's smile spread quickly among Duke's lovers.
Perhaps this is absolute trust in Duke.
"Alexandros! You stay with me."
"Ok."
The ashes messenger is strong and strong, but unfortunately consumes too much physical energy, which is not conducive to long wars. And Mograine also started to get old. Even though he was still strong in his fifties, whether he was willing to admit it or not, his physical strength was much lower than when he was young.
This is clearly reflected in the system scan.
Fortunately, the silver four saints who have survived for a longer time than in history are now mostly in their forties and are still at their peak. Maybe they started to be a bit old as a pure warrior. As Paladins, their light was more than twice as strong as when they were young.
Duke was relieved.
The fighting was based on the simultaneous shooting of the three Windrunners.
The superb skills were displayed at this time. Obviously it was their three bows and arrows, but the clever ranger's body style and the visual dislocation, in the eyes of Lucifer Furong and the two guards, the three directly drew them. The arrows in his face were shot by the three Paladins, Tirion, Gavenlad and Saidan.
It sounds ridiculous, but the general skills of Rangers and Hunters [misleading] are so bullying.
Looking at the three IQA guys who were in arrears, they were separated three ways, and then it took less than a minute, the first guard was put down, and Magni muttered: "This may be Duke What you said is "don't give power." It always feels that such a non-challenge battle is like ill-treatment of over-energetic but lacking fighting skills in your own training ground.
Duke glanced at the magnificent set of equipment on Magni's body and cursed in his heart: "I knew we wouldn't bring you with so many good equipment when we go back to the War of the Ancients."
Suddenly, the system elf made a sharp alarm.
Just on their way, a huge leader suddenly appeared. On the other hand, the distance behind Lucifer Furong set off a cloud of smoke.