Stormwind God

Olgalon rolled his eyes, and he didn't believe a word anyway.

What about his opposition?

The sword is artificial, he is fish.

Duke wanted to treat him whatever he wanted. And when he came, Azeroth offended all the guardian dragons and guardians here, and no one would save him even if he called his throat broken.

Saying nothing, Olgalon confessed.

Below, Yrel was stunned, and she murmured: "I suddenly understood why Duke Marcus was the leader of the league ..."

"Of course!" Several queens, including Iluchia, held their chests up, proud.

Duke can be the leader, although he can lead the alliance to win one after another, because he can promote the progress of the entire alliance and the entire world. At the same time, the most important thing is that Duke will always stand in the position of the alliance and seek for the alliance The greatest degree of interest, towards the best future.

This is the core reason why no one has challenged Duke's leadership for so many years since Duke took over the power of the alliance from the dead King Terenas.

The big picture is set, and Olgalon can't pretend.

"Zoom out." Olgalun shrank to a human-sized figure with a command from Duke. If you wear a mage robe and hood, no one can tell from the back that he is not a human at all.

In the magic communication network, Tirion, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked, "Is it appropriate?"

It sounds dumb, but everyone knows what Tirion asked.

Tirion was never the head of a country. He is now, at best, a well-known general. However, his special status determines that his words cannot be ignored.

Duke groaned for a moment, after all, euphemistically said in the communication channel dedicated to the Alliance Head: "Actually, when I returned to the War of the Ancients, I sneaked into the distorted void and found a lot of Pantheon relics there in the morning. I He even found some video clips of Sargeras breaking through the Pantheon. Unfortunately, the element interference is very serious, and many rules are not applicable. At that time, I can only use the evil energy, and I cannot record the clips. "

When Duke spoke of it, there was nothing in the entire magical network, as if no one was listening.

It took a long time for Tirion to say, "Are the Titans dead?"

"I can only say ... probably ... yes! At least it's physical destruction. Otherwise, the Burning Legion ca n’t explain the universe for 25,000 years. But the Titans are powerful and great, and I believe they are still souls. Or some special state is hiding in the corner of a universe, waiting for the moment. "

Speaking here, Duke's voice became heated and clear: "I believe that on the planet Azeroth, which has bred countless intelligent lives, there is a decisive force or opportunity to change the fate of this battle with the Burning Legion, otherwise it cannot be explained, Over the past 10,000 years, why the Burning Legion has never lost sight of Azeroth. Even Sargeras sneaked in here.

"I believe that our homeland is very likely to become a big battlefield in the final battle with the Burning Legion. So, for the sake of our race to continue and for our civilization to continue to spread. The burden on our shoulders is very heavy, our The task is a long way to go. "

"I am even more convinced that when Titans finds everything here, they will cross the distant interstellar space and rush to Azeroth to fight with us. Just like we have been doing with the Temple of Dragon Sleep and the caretakers Like that. "

"So don't worry, everyone! Continue fighting for Azeroth's future!"

"Okay!" Tirion applauded first.

Then came Duke's harem, Magni, Varian, and the cheers of the online leaders.

Before understanding what happened to the mortals around them, Olgalon couldn't understand why they suddenly became remarkable and excited.

"It's okay, I just announced to them that the Pantheon will still be on the same stand as us against the Burning Legion." Duke said lightly.

Olgalon first hesitated, then nodded helplessly. He didn't know about the battle of Sargeras's rebellion, and after Sargeras raised his rebel flag, he was sent to execute orders in the depths of the universe.

As an observer, his task is extremely heavy. There are basically as many Titan footprints as there are living planets in the universe. Even if one out of ten thousand things happened to the planet, he would be enough to do his work. When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that he hadn't received the contact from the Pantheon for a long time. The responsibilities that were imprinted in his mind drove him to carry on the interstellar journey again and again.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" Olgalon asked, looking down.

"Speaking of it, it really is!" Duke's smile became secretive.

Soon, Duke took Olgalon, who was captured, to the crazy ladder.

The first was to show off that he had witnessed the death of Yug'salon's core biological tissues, and then "introduced" him to the four guardians of Ulduar.

This scene is naturally extremely embarrassing, because the four guardians knew that Olgalon's first report was to impeach them for malfeasance, while requesting the Pantheon to clean Azeroth, and destroying several of their 'waste'. .

Torrim and Hodir, who are more temperamental, look at Olgalon's eyes when they look at the enemy. If the guardians are not restrained from attacking the observer, it is estimated that they have beaten Olgalon fiercely.

The four guards of Alkavon Treasury were similar.

Freya, a good-natured, didn't have any good looks for Olgalon. Only Mimirron's twin electronic eyes flashed, and no one knew what the mechanical gnome was thinking.

Fortunately, the point now is not for Olgalon to reconnect with these guardians and watchers to be good friends. But these ...

"What are these?" Duke took out a large number of large and small, differently shaped fragments to Olgalon, and asked once, knowingly.

Some of these fragments are like yellow bronze blocks, and some are like broken pieces of blue glazed lamps. The only thing they have in common is the faint breath of life above them.

"This should be an artifact of the life system." Freya dictated.

Olgalon's voice seemed a bit dry: "If I read correctly, this should be Vallanaire!"

"Varlanel? Is that Varanel?" Olgalon's answer reminded Freya of his long memory.