Stormwind God

"Uh, that stage ..." It was so easy to get here, Duke almost forgot the chubby on the stage, and Duke reacted to persuade Windsor: "Wait, I feel there is a strong behind the curtain of the stage breath.?"

Maybe Duke's expression is too realistic, or Duke's expression is high enough.

Almost as soon as Duke's voice fell, Edwin Vancliff's face changed, and the three sisters of Windrunner also changed.

If the enemy is weak, it is their fault.

"Sorry, Grand Duke, I ..." Edwin immediately apologized.

Duke waved his hand: "It's not your fault. You are not the master of Karazhan, you cannot understand the spatial structure here. Behind the curtain is another world."

Even if Duke said so, the crowd still put down contempt.

Just a moment ago, the closest place to the stage curtain and auditorium was less than five meters. Because the relationship with the spirit warriors was all around, everyone was more relaxed, and even the light bishop Benedista, who should be protected most and was the core of the entire team, was exposed in front of the stage.

At this point in time, the powerful healing magic of many paladins in later generations has not been developed, and there are no knights specializing in holy healing spells. Druids from the night elves have not joined the league. The priest is the main therapist who refuses to be a man.

It is really impossible to imagine that if two crossbows or something were shot behind that curtain, it would be the collapse of the adventure team.

The only good thing is that this is Duke's half-court home. At least there is a backtrack.

Waiting for a while, Gavenrad and Tirion came.

"She promised?" Duke asked.

"Yes, Ms. Christine was thrown here by the turbulence of space, and she does not even know the way back. If it is to fight the evil devil, she is willing to be the guardian of Karazhan. Answered honestly.

Originally, the atmosphere was good. The bronze beard family passed on a big mouth and easily stepped on the paladin's tail.

"Cut! I thought she agreed to your proposal."

"Muradin, you bastard! I'll fight you after I go out!" Gavenlad was furious.

"Duel duel, who is afraid of who !?" Muradin also had a bad temper.

"Well, it's yours to fight how you love after you go out. Now I give you less trouble. Well, if a duel is really up to me, the duel weapon is up to me."

At this time, Khadgar returned: "We cleaned up the actor who turned into a ghost before, but we couldn't find the way. The strange space split the original way. And we have a strange ghost."

"Strange ghost?" Windsor's eyes lit up.

No, it should be said that the three sisters of Windrunner all have scary eyes. Those who love novelty in their bones can hardly resist the temptation of new things.

Along the channel on the bottom right of the opera house, Duke and his team followed the only channel to the backstage of the stage. At the end of the road, they saw a male ghost reporter in a formal dress. Unlike all other ghosts, his soul seemed to be in a completely different space from the adventure squad. Whether it's touching or trying to attack with elemental power, it's an empty end.

However, everyone noticed that after a while, this strange ghost would ask a paragraph: "Are you new actors? Damn, I told the owner long ago that the previous few shows were bad, we need New script, new opponent, new play! "

"We're here to kill all of you messy guys." Muradin answered directly, without a response.

"The light guides us here, and we need to clear away the evil inside." Benedicta began.

"..."

"How much tip do you need to open the door next to you?" Edwin tried to solve the problem in a rogue way.

"..."

"Duke, don't expect anything from our sisters!" Windessa said.

Duke: "..."

ghost:"……"

At this time, instead, Sylvanas stepped forward, and she slammed the long gold with one hand on her hips: "Yes! We are new actors, let's start the next scene!"

Seeing Queen Hick's performance, Duke silently gave her a praise.

Correct! Duke, who is familiar with Karazhan's strategy, knows that this is the key to solving mysteries.

Upon hearing the words of Queen Greek, Huo Ran, the seemingly unconscious psychologist, came to the spirit. I saw him pull his own collar, and the coat that was already in the formal suit was like a water-covered coat. It took time to transform into a luxurious black tuxedo.

"please follow me!"

The voice fell, and the door to the stage, which has been connected to the entire subspace, opened silently.

Duke: "Follow up and prepare to fight."

Ghost Reporter's steps are elegant and steady, and it is conceivable that he did not know how much time he spent training for etiquette during his lifetime.

Going to the center of the stage, which was nearly forty meters wide, he turned and opened his mouth toward the opera hall, which was empty, and there were no more spectators:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the show tonight."

"Tonight, we will see a love that is blocked in every way."

"But everyone knows that not all loves have a happy ending. Sometimes love is as dangerous as thorns."

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing. What tragedy will happen when two people who love each other are tonight? Let's wait and see. Now the show begins."

I brushed Karazhan many times that year, and I almost spit out Duke. Almost immediately after hearing the opening remarks, it was Romeo and Juliet.

On this stage, there will be three random scenes each time. Each scene is different.

The most classic operas, Romeo and Juliet, were easier to deal with in three plays. As long as the pair of dogs and men hang up within 5 seconds, then they will pass.

At this time, the red curtain began to rise slowly.

Standing at the front of the team, Muradin slaps the shield with a one-handed hammer, making a loud clang.

"Hide behind me and attack with confidence. My Muradin will be your shield and protect you."

The outermost curtain rose, and when there was only a layer of transparent white gauze curtain, the light was illuminated inside, and a puppet female figure appeared in the public view.

She raised her right hand in a beautiful posture as if resentful, and her open palm seemed to meet the snow falling from the sky.

Juliet said, "Oh, what a devil is love, and torment me like this? Oh! Romeo, my Romeo, where are you !?"

With such a classic line, Muradin is simply chewing on peony: "Why is there so much nonsense in dwarven love."

Just as everyone was concentrating on listening to the next line or preparing for the changes in the next scene, Muradin suddenly uttered a "slap!", And after a burst of white smoke erupted on his body, he became a cute little girl in red ... (To be continued.) 8