Chapter 989: Ambition cradle

"There is no second life, not to mention that I am quite satisfied with my current life. As long as my nationals, the people I love, and those who love me live a good life, I am satisfied. I give up for youth My past, this option didn't exist from the beginning. "
Not even touched and then refused, Kalia unexpectedly and decisively rejected Duke's gift.
"Yeah! If there is a man whom I love so much in order to refuse my admiration, and choose to repay my youth in this way, I will not do it. This is the last refusal of being a lady. Of course, if we can finally Together, and then the one I love is willing to give me youth, then it's another matter. "The abominable Jaina also made up for the knife.
Duke gave Jaina a stern glance-you, I must break your when I look back.
Jaina vomited her tongue secretly, and then turned her head away, turning a blind eye to Duke.
Throughout the banquet, Mr. Du was sitting on a needle felt. Although Kalija was as old as a chatter, Duke was really uncomfortable.
Fortunately, the dinner didn't last long, and after leaving a slightly sorrowful look at Kalia, she left politely.
The rest are all their own women.
Alleria gracefully wiped the sauce that did not exist on the corner of her mouth with a napkin, and sighed: "Duke, we are not forbidding you to add sisters to us, but we hope you will be temperate, and if it is fate Arrangements, then we have no opinion. "
Sylvanas interface: "You will be on a mission next year. Are you sure?"
"Bacheng."
Windsor said, "If you want any of us to accompany you tonight, that's fine, but please make sure you are physically fit tomorrow ..."
Jaina and Ilucia didn't speak, staring at Duke quietly with loving eyes.
In the end, Duke chose to fall asleep holding Aurelia, without passion, only a quiet named family. While whispering the past bit by bit, Duke fell into his dreams.
In the morning, the moment of returning to the past finally came.
Through the portal, the six people who will return this time gather in a wasteland at the junction of Elwynn Forest and Redridge Mountain.
Looking at Grom and Brocks, then at Ronin and Vanessa, Duke nodded to Krassus finally.
"Come on!" Suddenly Nozdorm's loud voice came from the void.
More information began to flood into the minds of every traverser from the void directly. In addition to Duke, the other five people really understood that this time it returned to the meaning of the past-the battle of ancient times!
That ’s the end of Nozdormu ’s power, that ’s the cornerstone of the world of Azeroth, and even the cornerstone of the world ’s ten thousand years. If the Burning Legion got the final Victory, then the entire timeline will be completely subverted, that is the biggest violation and blasphemy of all efforts made by Duke this traverser!
At the same time, the six felt a blurry surrounding, a terrible feeling covering their whole bodies, as if they were covered by a huge invisible glass cover, and then a lot of air was injected into it.
The surging waves of air that cannot be captured by vision squeezed everyone's body, it was a terrible feeling that was out of breath. The world around is constantly changing, and the winter trees in Alwynn Forest suddenly grow larger.
"Master !?" Vanessa screamed, but Duke couldn't respond at all, even trying to make a smile on her face. Vanessa was probably distorted when she saw it.
The next moment, they found that the team members involved in the mission seemed to be long and narrow 'noodle people' like noodles.
Too late to make any exclamation, this strangely twisted time illusion begins to devour everyone.
Everyone is like a flat boat trapped in the vortex of the sea, driven by clockwise rotation at high speed, faster and faster, more and more dizzy, and countless strange sounds and pictures came. This amount of information is so horrible that it is no wonder that Nozdormu wants to perform a will test in advance.
It felt like the trees hundreds of meters away were sucked in by the vortex, passed by Duke, and got into the whirlpool of time.
Soon, it was no longer just mortal things, things of all sizes began to fly over, and even the fall of the sky and the crimson peaks broke apart, whistled past, and disappeared into the whirlpool.
This mental shock was so violent. Several teammates around Duke quickly lost consciousness. Only Duke kept awake under the high-speed classification and processing of information by the system wizard and the protection of the spiritual sea.
Duke Xuan traveled through time and space and saw a huge 'galaxy' lingering in the void!
It was a long river of history consisting of countless historical fragments. The system elves greedily absorbed all the information that could be collected with a load of 80%, until Duke sent a huge force to the far end of the 'Galactic' ...
In Azeroth, the earth was covered with frost, and the cold winter came, unconsciously entering the gate of darkness for sixteen years.
Walking in the ruined city of Lordaeron, the former Sun King Anastrian was very gloomy. Of course, any Lich looked very cold and evil to the onlookers, regardless of whether they were kept as long as possible during their lifetime. Look, or just put a skull on his head.
As the "volunteer" to take the highest status of the Scourge, the Sun King has been allowed to retain his will and all his subordinates. Into His Majesty.
Anastrian got the immortality he wanted, but always thought he had lost more.
Correct!
Is status!
He used to be the king who no one could command and order. High above the king.
After taking part in the Scourge, he still feels like a slave even if he can keep a large number of men!
Arthas could order him, the Lich King could order him, and even those god-fearing Dreadlords would whimper him like a dog.
In his frosty eyes burning blue ice flames, there was unwilling anger.
However, the turnaround is coming.
Archimonde ... a demon commander powerful enough to destroy the great magical city of Dalaran with just a spell, but died in a world he devised to destroy, and was buried in the `` ants '' he despised On hand.
And his death became a catalyst for ambition.
What's more interesting is that Anastrian noticed that none existed to inform the Dreadlords of the news of Archimonde's death.