Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 432: Him Again

Krasus was in a state of dismay, but he was also extremely excited.

He twisted left and right, and although it seemed like a split second, he was able to perform tricks under the siege of several young dragons. He used all kinds of incredible magic and agile movements that were totally incompatible with his huge body to teach those young dragons what fighting is.

Even though his injuries were getting worse, even though his behavior was becoming worse, there was still a fire burning in his chest, and his fighting spirit was still boiling.

One after another, the young dragons were beaten to the point of losing their combat effectiveness without causing any fatal injuries.

Krasus is still holding on, just because of a text message from Duke: "Wait for me!"

If it were sent to him by another being, he would obviously sneer at it.

But the person who sent it to him was Duke, the most legendary young man in the entire League and even in the entire Azeroth.

These two words exude a strange magic.

These two words represent the supreme miracle.

Krasus burst out with the strongest fighting power in his life...

The entrance to the secret passage.

Duke looked up at the sky. He couldn't see the fierce battle in the air from his angle, but he could judge from the continuous dragon roars that Krasus was doing a good job.

Suddenly, he waved downwards.

"Vereesa, call everyone up."

Vereesa was stunned by this wave.

Not only her, no one knew why Duke became so confident after taking a nap.

Of course, one can imagine that Duke used the raid of the people of Lordaeron and the unexpected red dragon as a cover to launch his own real raid.

But I always feel that it is not that simple.

"Come up, the cards are all here." Duke stood at the entrance of the cave, the fierce mountain wind blew Duke's wizard robe. His short hair made him look energetic, and most importantly, there was a hint of confidence at the corner of Duke's lips.

Just as Vereesa and the others were sprinting towards the cave entrance, a large line of characters suddenly appeared in the mental isolation area set up by Duke.

"Go, my little slave, the time has come to save the Red Dragon Queen. Find her and recite this spell, 'Azedilllw...'" After the long spell, there were words full of temptation: "Alexstrasza will get the redemption she deserves."

Movie star Duke pretended to be distracted, and after a moment his mind seemed to be back on track.

Vereesa and the others did not stay far away. In fact, after the Lordaeron people started their raid, they were less than 200 meters away from Duke. In a few seconds, they arrived in front of Duke.

It was only less than ten breaths away, but Vereesa seemed extremely excited, with her perfectly plump breasts rising and falling sharply. She didn't even bother to use her fingers to gather her scattered silver hair. She almost immediately asked with great concern: "Duke! Are you okay!?"

"I'm fine, how about you?" Duke replied with a smile.

"I... I'm fine too." For some reason, looking at Duke's gentle and confident smile, Vereesa felt flustered.

This feeling became clearer with Duke's next words. freewёbnoνel.com

"No, you're not fine. You look a little thinner."

My heart was beating so fast and so strong that I felt like it would jump out of my chest at any moment.

Having pulled the bowstring countless times, her hands, which had always been steady, began to tremble for some reason. Vereesa bit her lip, with a faint blush on her cheeks and neck that could not be concealed: "You... don't worry about me for now, are you really okay?"

"I was originally in trouble..." When Duke said this, Vereesa's heart skipped a beat. Who knew that Duke would change the subject in the second half of the sentence: "After seeing you, everything became fine."

"You...you...you..." Even if Vereesa really had a thick skin, she would have to give in to Duke's continuous teasing and attacks. What's more, Vereesa has never been thick-skinned.

Vereesa was the first to arrive thanks to her great agility and speed, and now the other three have just climbed up the hill.

Duke smiled and turned around gracefully: "Well, the best singer always goes on stage last. Let's not waste this precious opportunity to perform!"

Everyone's gathered, let's get started!

Everyone can feel that Duke is full of confidence. No one knows where his confidence comes from, but everyone believes it.

I really can't figure out whether this is just the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, or if there is really something that has changed in Duke.

"I'll go first!" Gavinrad rarely acted like a spectator. He took out his shield and one-handed hammer, ready to clear a way in front of the dark cave.

"No, we won't have any enemies until we foresee the little red dragon."

Shit! We still have to fight the Red Dragon! ?

Except for Marianne, the other three were all shocked.

Damn it, I really don't understand why the Red Dragonflight listens to the Horde so much!

Gavinrad cursed the Horde, but did not persuade Duke. He was very clear about his position. He was just a worker. If he worked hard, there would be benefits. And he was quite satisfied with his current situation.

The group followed Duke through twists and turns in the dark, narrow, long cave. After about four or five minutes, the passage in front of them suddenly opened up.

It was a huge funnel-shaped cave.

Just as they walked to a relatively open area, the darkness ahead suddenly changed.

Even though there was nothing in front of them according to Vereesa's Dark Vision, a black curtain suddenly descended. Two golden vertical pupils larger than a basket appeared in front of the five people in an extremely frightening manner.

The long and sharp fangs glowed with a ferocious cold light even in the darkness.

dragon!

A red dragon that ambushed itself using dragon language magic, at least a young dragon!

It not only deceived Duke and Vereesa, but even Marian.

The powerful illusion without any magical fluctuations brought the entire team of five into its attack range at once.

It smiled a bit cunningly, and although it looked no different from the standard dragon breath, its grinning mouth and upturned lips made people feel that it was smiling.

He laughs at the stupidity of humans and elves, and he also laughs at his own success.

Everyone can foresee that in two or three seconds at most, the entire huge dark space will be completely covered by the red dragon's fiery breath.

Gavinrad, Marian, Rhonin, and Vereesa, the four of them have already taken their most instinctive protective actions.

At this moment, Duke's invisible aura suddenly released.

He released a kind of writing momentum, which can be read as something with a cool style.

At the same time, something was thrown out from his left hand. That thing obviously came from a huge space storage bag. It can be seen that after leaving the storage space, the thing suddenly became extremely huge.

Just a second later, everyone, including the dragon on the opposite side, saw what it was.

That is... the ferocious dragon head of Gezira, the most powerful of the three generations of red dragons.

This scene is very weird and also very funny.

The four people around Duke were in a state of panic, and almost invincibility and the refrigerator were opened.

Duke was the only one standing with his hands behind his back, as proud as a pine tree, acting like a handsome man in the mountain breeze.

On the other side.

The mysterious red dragon, which was already ready to greet Duke and his party with a grand, fiery dragon breath, had an even funnier reaction.

Although most of the dragon's breath had already been sprayed out of its throat, the red dragon swallowed it back as if it were swallowing saliva.

Oh my god!

Can the fire you spit out be swallowed back?

Why don't you show what you eat and what you poop?

Cough cough!

It's over.

The four people around Duke looked so embarrassed! They thought there would be a fierce battle, but who knew that when Duke threw a dragon head, the red dragon on the opposite side...cowardly?

That's right! I'm really scared!

In fact, it's not the red dragon on the opposite side's fault.

The ancient dragons here are not cabbages, you can have them whenever you want. Gezira is a famous third-generation dragon leader in the Red Dragonflight!

Have you ever seen someone climbing a knife mountain?

Have you ever seen a boiling oil pan?

Have you ever seen someone swallowing ten-thousand-year-old ice as ice cream?

She! Has! Seen! All!

Yes! This is the Gezira performance!

Well, Gzila, who is the most intolerant, dares to try anything and kill anything, now has his dragon head that is bigger than a small house suddenly appear in front of him - seeing the arrogant Gzila in the past appear in front of him with eyes wide open and a look of unwillingness to close, it would be strange if the little female dragon was not scared to pee.

You can't just swallow dragon's breath.

Obviously, the huge amount of dragon breath had no way to vent, and could only come out from between her teeth and nose, choking her half to death. She didn't dare to spray this dragon breath on Duke.

The slender snake-like neck turned quickly, spitting out the dragon breath that it could not hold back.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" The little female dragon choked so hard that tears almost came out.

Rhonin: "..."

Vereesa: "..."

Marianne: "..."

Gavinrad: "..."

quiet!

Dead silence!

In the huge dark cave, the only sound was the miserable cough of the little female dragon.

What the hell is this?

The eyes of Vereesa and the other four were filled with admiration beyond reason when they looked at Duke. Everyone held their breath and waited for Duke's next move.

Duke slowly raised his right hand, palm facing up: "Rhonin, where is the little thing that Krasus gave you? Give it to me."

Rhonin was stunned. How did Duke know that Krasus had given him a small amulet? But he did not hesitate. Duke was the leader of the team. He was not only the leader of the team, but also the leader of most of the alliance. He was extremely impressed and admired Duke. Without any hesitation, he solemnly handed Krasus to him and told him not to give the small trinket to anyone else.

Duke took it and threw it casually. The silver earring-like ornament drew a beautiful arc in the air that cut through the darkness, flew in front of the little female dragon, bounced twice on the ground, and stopped moving.

The little female dragon, who had finally recovered her breath, looked at the ornaments on the ground in silence for a long time.

Of course she knew what the above meant...

Duke's confident voice sounded again: "Choose, become the second Graz, or do us a small favor..."

The corners of Duke's mouth curved into an evil arc, as if he was waiting for the little female dragon to refuse, so that he could kill the dragon openly.

Who would have thought that the little female dragon would choose neither of them. Her huge yellow vertical pupils rolled around, and she spoke in the common language of humans: "I must have been on too many missions recently. My eyes are blurry. No, I need to catch up on some sleep while on guard duty."

After that, she shook her huge body, shrank into the corner of the huge cave like a puppy, curled up, and fell asleep!

Yeah, I was sleeping, I didn't see anything. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway!

This is the subtext of the little female dragon.

At this moment, the world seemed to be quiet.

Vereesa and the other two were completely speechless.

Is this possible? Is this guy a giant dragon or a profiteer selling fakes in the antique market? Duke just scared the dragon like that?

Duke, who had taken back the dragon's head, should have led everyone directly over there, but he suddenly turned around with incredible speed, took a step forward towards the little female dragon, and a magical light emerged from his right hand.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like Duke is about to take action!

Sure enough, the little female dragon who was pretending to be asleep jumped up, with almost every scale on her body standing up, just like a frightened cat with its fur standing on end!

Who knew that Duke raised his hand and released a small lighting spell.

Duke was calm, as if he had done nothing just now: "No, I just want to ask, do you know where your queen is trapped? Which road is closer."

The little female dragon feels so depressed!

The little female dragon wants to kill someone!

I almost burst into tears. I am a young dragon over a thousand years old after all! You can't bully a dragon like this...

I greeted Duke's ancestors in my heart, and someone pointed to a cave entrance.

Well, now she couldn't pretend to sleep anymore. The little dragon could only watch Duke leave warily.

The moment they left the dragon's lair, the four people around him breathed a sigh of relief.

Um.

Rhonin knelt down.

Marianne knelt.

Vereesa knelt down.

Gavinrad also knelt.

"Boss, you really scared me to death. I was ready to fight the dragon." Gavinrad looked like he was wiping the sweat off his forehead, but there was not a drop of sweat on his forehead.

Duke shrugged, "You can't fight her. We've all seen this dragon. When we killed the first dragon just now, she was the one that came on patrol later. She didn't have the courage to fight then, and she won't do it now."

Duke said this, and Vereesa was convinced: "Okay, how do we go now?"

"Go down!" Others didn't know how to go, but Deathwing knew! This guy was so annoyed that he whispered silently and directly crossed the space into Duke's mental isolation layer.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if Duke closed his eyes, he would not go wrong.

Suddenly, Duke sighed, grabbed a handful of mana crystals from his storage bag and handed them to Rhonin.

"Sir, this... is too expensive." Rhonin was at a loss.

"First, I need your fighting power. Second, isn't this a good opportunity to improve your spellcasting ability? When you see orcs later, kill them mercilessly."

Duke was not wrong.

Orgrim would never allow the Horde's greatest trump card to be destroyed by the Alliance. In fact, after leaving the dragon cave, Duke and his party began to encounter a large number of orc guards.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!" The four men were stunned, looking at Duke strolling leisurely in front of the continuously pouring out orc guards as if they had seen a ghost.

Noises, screams, wails, and all kinds of sounds came from the surface. In the narrow cave, the echoes of the sounds could be heard from far away.

Who in the team could hear that humans were at a disadvantage.

Compared with the excited slogans of the tribal orcs, the shouts of humans are full of tragedy!

"Hold on!"

"If I can get one, I'll get one!"

Is this something someone in a superior position would say?

The pessimistic atmosphere that came from the exhaust vents above my head from time to time turned into a different scene when I saw it in front of me.

Duke walked quickly, and a wave of cold air with a radius of more than 30 meters followed Duke's movement. The four people walking inside didn't feel anything yet, but once the orcs touched them, there was a crisp and sonorous sound of gorgeous freezing.

Without even looking, the wizard's hand floating in the air around Duke would directly shoot an Ice Spear at his face.

In the frozen state, the attack power of the Ice Lance was extremely exaggerated. The huge magic power generated by the magic chain reaction was like adding fuel to the fire, enough to turn most orcs into corpses in an instant.

Killing pigs and dogs is not as easy and pleasant as Duke.

Above, the elite of Lordaeron were slaughtered. The portal had collapsed, and the remaining humans had to fight their way to a narrower branch road, relying on various terrains to fight back. They rushed around in the complex passages of Grim Batol Fortress like blind flies. It can be imagined that only a very few people were lucky enough to fight their way out and escape.

In the underground passage, Duke was chasing the Horde like chasing rabbits.

This has to be said to be ironic.

Duke advanced quickly, and of course he did not forget to help the two poor guys.

Above, Abendis and Saidan Dathrohan were still fighting hard.

The two brothers in distress were no longer in the same position as before. Even if they didn't want to admit it, they had to admit that the raid on Lordaeron was a failure. The capital lost this time was enough to keep King Terenas awake for months.

When Orgrim led the chiefs in killing a lot, Saidan directly activated his invincibility, and taking advantage of the power of the holy light of Wrath, he forced away the two chiefs who were entangled with him in one breath and killed them to Abendis.

On the battlefield, there was no need to care about chivalry. Saidan smashed the back of the head of a chieftain who was besieging Abisti with a hammer and shouted, "Go—"

"Where are you going?" The wounded Abendis also forced back the remaining chief with one move.

"Anywhere is fine, don't wait to die here!" Saidan was determined to give it his all.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came in the fishy wind, a voice that they would never forget in their lives.

"Hey, I'm Duke. If you're not dead, get off the stage. I'll help you turn the tables."

puff!

Pooh!

Saidan sprayed, and Abendis spat out the fishy foam in his mouth.

What the hell! We are all fighting for our lives here, why did Duke suddenly appear at the most critical moment like a rock?

Saidan and Abendis looked at each other.

Abendis was still a little suspicious: "Isn't Edmund dead?"

Duke's voice came again in the wind: "Fuck, if you don't get off me, I'll kill you first!"

There was no condescending commanding tone, nor the polite atmosphere that was usually in the headquarters. Instead, there was a kind of ruffian spirit that Abendis had never heard of before.

Saidan shrugged: "I bet a copper coin that it must be him."

"I won't bet with you!" General Abendis bared his teeth, raised his hand, called upon the dozen or so elite alliance soldiers nearby, burst into a huge shout, and then charged over from a small path.

Duke stood in front of a huge iron gate, stepping on the blood. Beside him were the four-man group and the orc corpses.

Even with the height of an orc, he would feel insignificant and powerless in front of such a huge iron gate that is more than 40 meters high.

"The Red Dragon Queen is in here?" Vereesa asked in a low voice.

Duke nodded: "Well, but this is where the test begins."

Actually, there was a test just now, but Duke scared the little female dragon so much that she pissed herself and shit, so she passed it directly.

Duke glanced at the prompt in his retina and said, "Marian, come in with me. And the three of you, while we go in to deal with the guardians, try your best to defend this place. If there are too many chieftains on the other side, retreat to the iron gate."

Duke pointed to the iron door next to the iron gate.

A paladin, a ranger, and a half-baked mage, this strange combination of people trying to defend this huge passage does not seem to be a reliable task no matter how you look at it.

No one objected because it was Duke's decision and a reasonable one.

The guardian of Demon's Soul is by no means an ordinary person, and it is worth filling in the two highest combat forces, Duke and Marian.

And they have to defend this place to the death.

Gavinrad checked his equipment again. He first put the shield on his back, tied the one-handed hammer around his waist, then took out a huge two-handed hammer from the storage space and tied the handle again.

Vereesa jumped onto a high protruding stone next to the iron gate. Because the stone was high outside and low inside, Vereesa directly regarded it as an arrow tower. She came out and took out three pots of arrows and fixed them on the wall.

Rhonin gritted his teeth and began to frantically absorb the magic crystal he got from Duke...

Just at this moment, there was a noise coming from the direction of the cave entrance.

The embarrassed Saidan Dathrohan and General Abendis finally arrived with six or seven knights. However, chasing after them were a large number of the strongest first-tier clan chiefs led by the Warchief of the Horde, Orgrim.

Seeing that Saidan and Abendis really had the chance to roll here, Duke also smiled and shouted from a distance to the Paladin who was being hunted like a dog: "Help me hold on for 20 minutes!"

After saying that, without caring about Saidan's reaction, he took Marianne directly into the iron gate.

"Oh no! It's Edmund Duke again!" It was as if a basin of ice water was poured over him. The moment he caught sight of Duke, Orgrim's heart sank into an icy abyss.

Duke! Duke! Duke again!

Almost every time when the Horde is about to win a great victory, Duke always comes out to disrupt the situation!

Again and again!

Time and again, he was kicked from the cloud of victory that was within his reach into hell.

Orgrim couldn't stand it anymore!

"Duke--" The roar was like thunder from the sky, shaking the entire huge passage. Countless sand and stones fell from the top of the cave, as if the earth was shaking.