Chapter 143 An old blood gushed out

It’s no wonder that the city of Sulama failed. Ravenkas succeeded the nobles and Tyrande.
Ravencys first victory was a deformed product, which was even unlucky.
It is a matter of extreme adventurism to expect a source to hold the enemy’s big killer when it will work.
Duke cut off the power of the branch of Eternal Well, and most elf wizards stopped eating.
What’s worse, make up for the first defeat. Every attack of the Burning Legion is several times more powerful than the Elf Army.
It’s always the first dozen virtual lords in Mannoroth to charge together. How can the strong elves in the heroic field hold on?
That’s right. Later, Ai Luen, the goddess of the moon, connected dragons in series to support the dragon in question, which was also a disaster.
At this time, although the dragon has the largest number, the Azeroth dragon army has never experienced any large-scale war since it became an army.
With a little experience, dragons are mostly experienced in land warfare. They bully a giant on the ground on weekdays. They have no corresponding combat experience at all.
Even with the natural advantage of body, the army dragon, which is ten times more numerous than itself and composed of flying doomsday guards, suffered a big loss.
The experience is very different, and the number is very different. As soon as the two sides fight, the five-color dragons are called to the ground like turkeys. Tyrande, Illidan and Luoning just don’t know what to say. The number of dragons and doomsday guards is about one to two. The problem is that the number of troops in the Burning Legion is more!
Covering the sun, the doomsday guards can’t kill the roots.
The joint attack of the five dragon aspects did suppress the demon army. Their fighting power is comparable, but since the appearance of the super demon Archimonde, who is almost indomitable, the five dragon aspects have been beaten.
Ronin was dumbfounded until this moment when he realized how lucky his gang was to defeat Archimonde after 10,000 years, because it was a Archimonde that had been suppressed for most of its strength, and now this Archimonde was summoned by making the eternal well powerful to directly break the blockade of the star defense circle!
Archimonde is an enemy in its prime.
The five claws of dragon aspects are very difficult. He left a deep scar on his body. Even if he grabbed a blood stain one meter deep, it would be perfectly repaired by dark force in an instant.
It happened that at this time, damn Neltharion jumped against him. As in history, the demon soul pitted the dragon. Although Krasus was in a hurry and risked changing history, he hoped that the Red Dragon Queen would not inject her strength into the Dragon Soul, but he was not officially compiled by the Dragon in this time. He discouraged being regarded.
The bad news came one after another. The battlefield was continuous and the magic was exhausted. Tyrande was actually taken away by savis, the king of Sartre.
This is a bolt from the blue for the only Illidan left.
Looking at his face, Illidan Ronin finally realized that he had to pull the last force of Azeroth into the stadium as soon as possible. He said to the Groms, "You raven fortress support me and I will find Cenarius!"
It was best to let Malfurion, Cenarius’s eldest brother, negotiate, but Malfurion’s soul was trapped, so Ronin had to bite the bullet!
Duke of Aisara looked at the huge frame in a daze and didn’t have enough magic to tear the barrier reinforced by the planetary array. This door is destined to be a decoration.
But it’s Archimonde’s job to take care of the guardian or plunder enough magic theory
Du Mouren’s bad taste made the theory ready to welcome Sargeras to the door and made it a dark door style.
The wind gate full of evil and darkness has won the double appreciation of Ereda. The devil sisters are very suggestive and hope that Duke can have friendly exchanges with them in the evening to get to know each other’s length and depth.
Duke, a young man with integrity and reliability, refused decisively.
"oh! That’s too bad. You smell of longing for females … "Oreseth licked her enchanting lips.
"Sometimes I really feel that you are not like a burning legion … you are too … behave yourself compared with those rude savages! Although the Bianconeri don’t mind joining some capable and disciplined strong people … "Queen Salola Lassi said pointedly.
Duke solemnly turned his hands and two strands of pure and extremely black inflammation emerged from his palm. "I’m sorry, my favorite is strength!" Only strength is my ultimate pursuit! "
"Hey hey! No one said that the pursuit of power is not good! "
"But besides strength, he also has his own pursuits, such as …"
Double-sounding, or guiding Duke’s attention, Duke has long found a layer elf woman happily communicating with an Areda warlock in the grass a hundred yards away.
Duke knew that he had somehow managed to finish the ultimate goal of burning legion. The former Duke had to pretend to be a degenerate who yearned for the devil’s life. He also knew that he was too good and too obedient.
Previously, Kilgardan expected him to meet Archimonde, and the small details showed that Archimonde had arrived. Duke is no longer a necessary candidate for Azeroth. If Duke wants to carry out his own plan, he must stay at the core of the legion.
Then he’ll have to find a way to get Kilgardan’s letter from himself.
It’s very difficult to fool a refined demon commander.
Duke has already wondered if he will find a chance to slaughter him at the front …
This pair also encouraged Duke "I know that my Lord Sargeras doesn’t like the type of Queen Aisara."
Yeah! His old man likes Garona very much …
"If you like it, you can accept the so-called queen, and then as a high-ranking Lord, you declare that these elves are your exclusive slave race."
Oh, cross the bridge and dismantle the board before it’s done?
Duke shrugged naively. "It’s a pity that I don’t like climbing trees and I don’t like climbing a purple bark tree …"
Orestes winked. "What about her?"
Duke suddenly saw the fair-skinned woman with a very pale lavender, but her height was shorter than her own, and the figure of a priestess gushed out with an old blood.
Chapter 144 Tyrande absolute field
Duke is a man who pay great attention to that overall situation.
If he didn’t pay attention to the overall situation, he would have been destroyed for the first time. Although he claimed to be the destroyer of history, he actually tried to control the overall situation and make Azeroth’s situation better little by little.
Duke is a very timid person
But when a guy like him is cornered, he can always burst into courage that he can’t even imagine. He has come all the way to kill demons and mix up a hero’s title.
With such contradictions in the bones, Duke certainly knows the present situation very well. If the Burning Legion is not cleaned up as in history at this time of the ancient war, or if he is exposed and hung here, then everything will be over.
After ten thousand years, Azeroth will be put to death. At the same time, Nozdom will be killed. It’s nothing to talk about ten thousand years later.
Hanging here by yourself, even if the result of the ancient war is still the same, is of great significance
Protecting himself and promoting the ancient war to maintain the original results are parallel and not in conflict.
Duke never felt that he was a compassionate person. To save all the ancient creatures in the world, the saints violated these two points, and people and things could be sacrificed when necessary.
Even if there were less than a million elves killed after the ancient war, he was psychologically burdened. Duke seems that this is no different from his command of the battlefield of alliance soldiers in Dark Gate I and World War II.
But Duke’s egg hurt when he saw Tyrande, an old comrade-in-arms.
One second ago, I refused the double temptation on the excuse that I didn’t want to climb a tree. What do you mean by Tyrande for one second?
Lying with a gun is not the way to lie down!
You’re gorgeous. After that, you flip ten times and then roll 36 degrees to hit the muzzle!
Do I have to pretend that my horse has a broken back? Believe it or not, Shuangma found some lean and beautiful men to cheat me.
And double this level of female demon whether Tyrande has entered the aesthetic scope of Du Mou people can know at a glance!
At this moment, Du Moke suddenly entered a super-serious crisis of his life and death!
If you want him to make a mistake, you will be doomed!
Of course, he fought his way out of Aisara and went back to the night elves, but how can he play the drama of pretending to be a rebel after receiving that egg?
What if he just turned against the Burning Legion and didn’t believe Illidan killed him directly? Then this drama can’t be performed directly!
Duke swallowed saliva.
Double immediately since affectionately knowing.
The bud plug silk at such as silk "ha ha! No wonder our big lords don’t like ordinary goods. "
Queen Saloras even leaned in and blew a hot breath to Duke’s neck. "A high priest of indigenous gods … this is indeed a good eye for those coquettish bitches!"
In the face of Ereda Shuang being so unreliable, what else can Du Mou say? Only in the spiritual world can you put on that trademark 45-degree face upwards with tears, and you don’t understand my heart!
I’m innocent!
I am a humble and timid college animal!
One of you will give me a Yellow River! I’m going to wash away the stigma of my grand duke of beasts!
Savis, who has become king Sartre, strode into the hall with a few elves who voluntarily became Sartre’s layer, dangling like a puppet and in a coma. Tyrande not only attracted Duke’s attention, but also attracted its virtual Lord’s attention.
"Yo, savis, it seems that you brought a good toy back." A Lord Morgo walked to savis.
Morge is a one-story humanoid demon. At first glance, it looks like a figure fatter than a burly figure. If you look closely, you will notice that it has a thick and deformed burly arm, huge soles and two sharp toes.
Savis frowned when she saw the newcomers, especially those who were full of fear and ferocious expressions on each other’s waist.