Tyrande was confused!

She wouldn't have been so sad and angry if it weren't for the slaughter of millions of her compatriots.

If she hadn't been able to resist the spread of evil, she wouldn't have been captured and sent here.

She wouldn't have felt so frightened if she hadn't seen with her own eyes how huge the Burning Legion's space fleet was.

Maybe Duke gave her a choice, but Duke, who had no real sense of the elves being massacred, did not realize that Tyrande had actually been forced into a dead end.

Suddenly, Tyrande's body stopped trembling, and her wandering and even scattered eyes became firmer again. She did not look back and sat on Duke's thigh and said, "Can I give me my last prayer? I want to report your affairs to Goddess Elun."

"Can!"

The black mist that surrounded the two men dispersed.

Tyrande slowly walked towards the window with elegant steps, where a large cluster of white moonlight shone a large marble floor like daytime.

He gently took off his nightgown and Duke, who was sitting on the sofa, saw a strange back.

The priestess began this prayer devoutly.

Looking from the back side, the pair of tall and tall Haegal Mountain peaks were actually wrapped around two small gold snakes that exuded an evil aura. The snake head at the top blew the small stump of the World Tree that only stood out a little bit.

Mr. Du suddenly felt that the power of darkness in his heart seemed to be restless.

The moonlight is extremely soft.

The pure and beautiful moonlight forms a sharp contrast with this perfect and charming female body.

The prayer didn't take long, and Tyrande turned around and showed a beautiful face that was not known to be crying or laughing. If he ignored the almost invisible purple capillaries on her fair face, Duke suddenly realized that she was really a bit like the Wind Walker sisters.

Just as determined, love your compatriots, and be willing to sacrifice yourself...

Tyrande turned around without saying a word and stepped into Duke's black fog again, allowing the black fog to wrap herself up. She knew that this was Duke's investigation that was isolated from all the outside world.

Duke's voice was dry: "What do you say about Goddess Elun?"

Tyrande sat gently next to Duke without hiding the bitterness on her face: "She said to me 'I'm sorry, my child!'."

Duke slapped his forehead - your sister!

He was speechless to Elun.

But if it were Elun, maybe this would be a last resort.

There are too many sacrifices, and no one knows how much more it will cost to see the dawn of victory. In the face of the stunning enemy of the Burning Legion, a priestess is nothing.

Duke turned his head and looked at Tyrande with great toothache.

Until this moment, he finally understood why Tyrande hated him so much when he first met him. It was because this time he returned to the ancient battle and caused such a mess. If he was Tyrande, he would have hated him for ten thousand years!

However, this fallacy is also very painful. Duke, who had been in the Dark Gate for 15 years, offended Tyrande 10,000 years ago because he later returned to the ancient battle. As a result, he was revenge by Tyrande 15 years later, ten thousand years later.

Thinking of his time, Tyrande had already hated him to his core, and Duke also took his time. Holding the two Haigal Peaks, Du said seriously: "Everything is for the destruction of the Burning Legion, for victory! So... I'm sorry!"

Tyrande gritted his teeth, and his bright cheeks almost dripped. She nodded heavily: "I have already sworn to give all my own things to Goddess Eluen first. Since this is the goddess' will, I have no regrets..."

"Well, Miss Sacrifice, please accept this set of terrifying combos from another world - a magical skill invented by Mr. Jin and developed by Mr. Wei Jue [Woo--"

Ten minutes later.

"Please accept this invincible routine from another world Japan - [Oedo Forty-eight Hands]!"

"You...you...you..."

Duke was still good at first, but the bad thing was that Duke got sick.

There is no reason for the sudden attack of the [Seven Deadly Sins] that have not occurred for more than ten years.

Which one is it?

Guess it!

If you guess wrong, I will lose!

Tyrande was in a bad mood on the spot and was shot!

It's like a little girl who believes there is really Santa Claus in the world, suddenly she is instilled in an action movie of more than 10TB in one breath by a bad guy.

Even though the priest had the resilience above the priest, the Tyrandian style... was unfortunately tragic.

The next morning, Duke, who finally broke free from the state of [Seven Sins], could not describe this tragic battlefield in any language.

"Wait! I need to be quiet..."

Well, fortunately no one here asks who Jingjing is.

Just as Duke posed for a [Minger] look, his eyes full of incomparable complex emotions such as anger, fear, shame, obedience, and acceptance of fate met him.

For a moment, Duke almost thought he was going to be hit by a hundred [Star Falling].

But at the end, Tyrande came up silently and served Duke in dressing.

Seeing Duke still covered with black mist, Tyrande pretended to be very docile and hugged Duke from behind. Their bodies were pressed against each other. She said something completely inconsistent with her expression with her face, "Don't lie to me! Otherwise, even if I die, my goddess and my sisters will chase you until the end of the universe."

Duke took a deep breath: "I will definitely try my best to destroy the main force of the Burning Legion. At least these demons will never be able to invade Azeroth within 10,000 years!"

"I remember your vow!" Tyrand said with gritted teeth on the surface.

Originally, Tyrande wanted to pretend to be a tamed female slave and follow Duke out, but unfortunately he knelt on the spot as soon as he stood up. She was so ashamed that she tried to treat herself with the holy light and continue to move. The problem was a pain, called the residual pain.

I can only give up!

Duke sighed and walked out of the palace gate.

As expected, he saw the sarcastic Gemini.

"Haha! It's not bad, Infernal Affairs!"

"We did see you right!"

Facing Gemini with a 'you understand' expression, Duke was righteous and looked like I couldn't understand what you said.

The more Duke does this, the more Gemini believes in Duke's depravity.

At this moment, outside Azshara City, a knight wearing a hooded hooded leopard approached the city wall.

The hellhound wandering outside the city was easily sucked into a mummy by him.

He almost fought all the way, until in front of the city wall, a gate with magic reinforcement blocked him, and the night elf guards who were loyal to the queen on the wall were glaring at him with their heads down.

He walked forward and took off the hood.

He is the famous Yilidan Storm!
Chapter completed!