Stormwind God

"Save the world? It's up to you !?"

"The world is safe under the protection of His Excellency Medivh! Don't bother you!"

"A small magical apprentice is also delusional to surpass the Great Guardian Lord !?"

"Duke Marcus! You are insulting Your Excellency Master Magistrate! Insult this paramount magic temple!"

The mages and apprentices did not intervene at all, and they were angry and roaring were those Stormwind mages who followed Medivh. Not only are there formal mages, there are also court mages who are more noble.

The apprentices who were just envious of Duke were all relegated to the second line at this time, and looked at Duke at the center of the storm with hostile eyes that were unfriendly and ready to watch the show.

At first, it was just an accusation. After a few seconds, my ears were full of verbal abuse. The mage had thick red necks, opened their mouths wide enough to see their throats, and fired at Duke almost insanely with words that did not lose their identity!

Medivh, who was still gentlemanly, frowned, while Duke was stunned.

Spout, it turns out that there will be no matter which world it is.

There is almost no reason to spray people.

But there is a reason for the squirt, its squirting firepower is absolutely shocking.

Almost endless scoldings drowned the entire hall, and Medivh ... or Medivh under Sargeras's will, intentionally or unintentionally expressing his solitude, but indirectly helped.

Originally, as long as he could shelter Duke from a word, Duke was protected from siege.

He didn't.

In Sargeras's view, as long as the young Duke was under such amazing pressure, Duke's young mind would collapse, and then he would succumb, kneeling at his feet in tears.

But Duke's reaction was beyond his expectation, and Duke stood there in such an awkward manner, pointing coldly at Qianfu.

Sargeras did not know the fact that Duke was a traverser.

In fact, at this moment Duke was thinking about something else.

"It's a good thing for me to cross to Azeroth so early, because this is almost the last peace time of Azeroth. I can still have time to build up my strength."

"It's a bad thing for me to travel to Azeroth so early, because these guys have been peaceful for too long."

Long-lasting peace can make people forget the existence of danger.

The high level of the kingdom without any change has made people lose their motivation, and has also made ** and arrogance breed from the human mind, but nobody has noticed it.

Maybe it was, but it was taken for granted.

The hereditary system of the aristocracy allows each aristocracy, and even each of the superiors, to consider themselves inherently noble, to be transcendent to the world, and to be above all other people. Rather than saying that they were bold words to besiege Duke, this is probably because Duke accidentally provoked the entire aristocratic system that relied on inheritance and made an overwhelming response!

Quite simply, Medivh's mother, Aegwynn, is the guardian of the world, a symbol of immortality that has lived for more than 800 years. She inherited such a noble and powerful position of the guardian of the world to her son, which is the highest symbol of the noble blood.

At this moment, Duke, who is daring and bold, actually said that he would surpass this noble symbol of inheritance as a mortal mortal. This is undoubtedly the biggest offense against all high-ranking people.

Duke laughed suddenly.

It turned out that no matter which world, history will be amazingly similar.

Countless ancient great empires on the earth died here, and today, history seems to be repeating the same mistakes.

Now that I have passed through and can't go back, my fate has been closely linked to this world of Azeroth, which is about to face numerous crises of destruction.

Then you have to do something yourself!

Suddenly, Duke felt that all sounds were gone. Numerous fingers pointing at his chest and face suddenly blurred. Those noble mages were like dolls in a poor shadow play. There is absolutely no way to influence Duke's thoughts.

Duke the traversor carefully felt the pulse of destiny from the world of Azeroth, felt the almost unstoppable terror impact from the river of destiny, and thought about the significance of being a traverser ...

At first, Duke was lost.

I don't know what I can do.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Maybe it's just for one's own survival and development.

There was a problem that had troubled Duke for a long time, and that was-if the fate of the world of Azeroth still maintained that terrible inertia ... what would he do?

The answer to this question is now getting clearer in Duke's mind.

What about destiny?

Fight it!

Reverse it! !!

Never be a slave to fate!

My Duke is the master of fate!

Obviously there were angry and morbid eyes around him. It was obvious that Duke was the only alien in the audience, and he should give in to this obviously.

However, Duke felt that a fiery burst of blood was being pumped out of his heart, from the big pulse to the whole body, like a galloping horse, making a thunderous rolling sound, letting the excited emotions spread throughout the body. Every corner of the body infects every cell in the body.

The corner of Duke's mouth quietly twisted upwards. He should be angry, he should be sneer. It seems that his soul is awkward, floating above the hall, quietly overlooking these seemingly powerful but weak people from top to bottom.

His eyes seemed to go beyond time and space.

The scenes that have happened in the game are truly reproduced in Duke's vision.

He saw that Stormwind City was captured by a violent orc army, the southern capital of humanity, the southern kingdom with a beautiful outer wall, was destroyed in the flames of destruction.

He saw again that under the leadership of Ando Lothar, humankind had recovered Stormwind, a brand new, more energetic kingdom reborn from the ashes of destruction.

Then destroyed again, once again reborn!

The perseverance of humankind has been perfectly reflected here in Stormwind City!

And countless heroes are born in this crisis that is likely to lead to the destruction of the world.

Thinking back to the great scenes, Duke suddenly felt fortunate. This time, he was finally able to participate in this great epic as a participant.

Suddenly, Duke laughed.

"hahahahahahahahahahahaha--"

The arrogant laughter shocked the audience, each abusive mouth opened and forgot to close, and each accused finger was stiff in the air.

The mages were stunned.

Duke's proud glance swept 180 degrees from left to right.

"It turned out-the mere dream of 'beyond the legend' is blasphemy."

"It turned out-just‘ unwilling to be ordinary ’. This is already a sin in your eyes.”

"It turned out that the grandeur of the Royal Academy of Stormwind City was so small, no wonder everyone talked about Dalaran, the greatest mage's holy place, not Stormwind City."

"Well, since you don't stay, I'll just leave. Goodbye!"

"Or do you want to kill me in the name of Lord Medivh, my guardian?"