Stormwind God

Varian's relationship with Godlin was a **** mess.

With the bloodline of the Wrynn family, being a legendary hero is already the ancestor Jide.

Varian can have the fighting power of today and today, Godlin's soul fragment is absolutely great.

But Varian cannot run away as a werewolf because of his ancestors!

This became a tangle of shit.

It was impossible for Varian to return the Soul Fragment. Duke had long discovered that Godling's wolf soul was perfectly combined with the violent version of Varian. At the same time, the frail Varian soul represents the inheritance of the Wrynn family.

Sometimes, Duke even maliciously wondered whether to let Onyxia run over and divide Varian into two again. A demi-wolf prince who leads the werewolf. The other became the Storm King and continued to lead the Storm Kingdom.

Of course, this is also something to think about. If you really do this, there will be nothing for Old Wolf King Gene. The Storm Kingdom will also become a weak chicken and become the boss, and will be stunned.

Duke fiddled with snacks such as beach chairs, popcorn, and Tyrande and others watching a wolf and a man venting their dissatisfaction and energy.

In general, Varian still suffers.

Although Varian exercises himself very powerfully, the limits of mortals are where they are.

As long as he doesn't cross the boundaries of the Divine Realm, he has so much physical endurance. Wolf is a race with good endurance. In order to hunt, it can hunt prey day and night without sleep. Moreover, Duke's [Slowdown] did not weaken Godlin's constitution.

Fighting all the way, growling all the way.

Goldlin seems to be confessing death, preaching all the way, bragging about his prestige history in ancient times. Generally speaking, you are very bullying. I beat the wild invincible in ancient Kalimdor, beat the devil, and live in the wilderness. God forward, right?

At first, Valila and Broll were also very nervous. Later, after discovering that Varian was in a disadvantage due to lack of physical strength, the unscrupulous blood elf thief also proposed that Duke continue to cut Godlin's power to death.

Duke rolled his eyes: "Why not ask me to kill the wolf **** directly?"

The wolf **** can accept ‘fairness’, but absolutely does not accept suppression. He will turn his face even harder.

In the end, Godlin felt boring.

"Don't fight! Don't fight! I look back and think about how to teach you this stone-headed son."

"I'm not your son!" Varian was angry at the wolf.

"I said you are, you are!"

"I'm not!"

...

The story that Wolf God and Varian have to tell is more like an episode.

As the Firelands began to fully integrate with Azeroth, even if he recognized his enthusiasm, Godlin had to let go of his private affairs and enter a state of war.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

Looking from the north foot to the south foot of Mount Hyjal, every elf can see the sky-laden fire meteor falling in all directions.

But these horrible fireballs are getting bigger and bigger, and when they fly closer to the northern foothills, they disappear suddenly, like an illusion.

"It's not an illusion! When the space in the Firelands merges with Azeroth, these fireballs will really fly over." Duke asserted so.

These days, the night elves' sentinels are nervously watching the growing world of fire to the south, even when they are off duty.

The only thing that could comfort them was the flying city of Dalaran hovering over the western side of Mount Hyjal.

The alliance is as reliable as ever.

They sent their mage city, and it was Duke who took the town personally.

Only the element can resist the element, this is already the strongest combat power that the alliance can dispatch.

On this day, the wind changed, and the south was suddenly windy.

The sentry had already screamed.

"fire!"

"The fire is over!"

"The flames of the South Foot are spreading to us!"

Countless elves were shocked, and they rushed out to see an unforgettable scene in their lifetime

It was the fire of Hagiwara in the true sense.

Countless fire groups, like the sun driving away the darkness when the sun rises, seem to spread endlessly north.

Even if Duke orders death, the Alliance will use bulldozers and logging equipment to cut down a large number of trees, and open up fire prevention belts more than one kilometer wide between the South and North Foot.

The fire was still spreading unreasonably, with the sound of "hula hula", not many green mountains spread over it, devouring everything in the path.

The short stump became a torch, and the scorched black ground that had been stripped of grass was still burning, burning the nutrients and nutrients in it.

Then Huohai went through the fire belt by herself and burned into the dense tree sea at the northern foot of Mount Hyjal.

The towering trees fell, and the uncountable leaves were ignited. They fell off the branches and had not yet fallen to the ground. They had been burned to the ground in the air.

Countless Mars, rolled by the gusting flames of air, took off into the sky, and soon ignited a larger area of ​​woods, starting again and again.

"Do not!"

"Our forest!"

"Oh my god, what's the difference with the Burning Legion !?"

The night elves were crying, and their tears flew into the distance with their hair dancing in the wind and waves.

Tyrande and Malfurion were blushing. They could not catch the Demigod Cenarius before the land of fire finally came.

"You can only watch Duke!" Malfurion groaned.

"Well." Tyrande looked up, looking at the majestic city of magic in the sky, his gaze turned from restlessness to firmness: "He never let me down."

In Dalaran, Duke sits in one of the largest mage towers in the city, which is a mage tower that Dalaran built specifically for his demon demigod.

Duke may not be able to stay in Dalaran one day for a year. Since Duke regards Dalaran and Naxxramas as one of the three most important nodes in Azeroth, he still has a good job. Build this mage tower.

Sitting on the top of his mage tower, the chair Duke sat on connected the entire city of Dalaran through a magic formation.

In a sense, Dalaran City is already the property of Duke, because the magic network of the entire city is completely included in the magic net.

Duke lifted his right hand slightly, and swiped his fingers in the void.

"I said, this is the border!"

Duke's sentence seemed to murmur simply, and it was clearly heard in the ears of every Dalaran mage. Rao was Kael'thas, who was waiting beside Duke, and could not help but hesitate.

The entire city of Dalaran lights up.

The muzzle of the main gun, which had not been activated for a long time, suddenly flashed.

It wasn't the bombardment of a magic gun, but it was better than a full blow from the gun.

The purple beam from the muzzle easily tore the ground.

From west to east, divide the entire Hyjal mountain into north and south sections.

That was the end of the surging of the elements, like a horror move separating the earth with a barrier.

All flames were isolated from no origin.

They are rolling and surging, they are surging. They even seem to swept the high sky endlessly, breaking through the clouds and reaching the sky.

After all ... there was no flame, beyond the boundaries Duke had drawn. rw