Duke let out a sneer, as if I had expected you to be like this, and then pointed his finger at the distance: "That pool of things is a power potion specially refined for you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

As soon as the crappy actor Grom heard this, he almost went out on the spot.

Nima, this is obviously your vomit from last night, and you are embarrassed to say that it is a 'good thing' specially refined for the Night Elves!?

No, no, no!

This can't be the Duke I know!

Am I not deceived by his holy light?

How do you feel that Duke Marcus, the big hero of the alliance who is above board, whether he uses tricks to trap the enemy or saves his own people in times of crisis, and acts upright every time, has changed a lot?

Is this really the influence of evil powers?

In other words, this pool exudes a disgusting black ghost thing, and even the most fishy wild boar in the barren land will not eat it, and the night elves will want it?

Grom's grinning appearance made Duke feel a pain in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: Grom, have you misunderstood something? What you saw and thought before was just your old man's illusion!

Originally, Grom was mentally prepared, and Savis would be furious when he saw this pool, flipping the table or something, and when the time came, he would have to teach this guy a lesson. Grom knew very well that as a powerful Sun-level arcanist, Savis didn't have much of a chance to make a move.

Most likely, there is only one chance......

Just when Roar was about to start fighting, something happened that made Roar collapse.

"Ahh

Like a hungry wild dog, Savis almost pounced on when he saw a steaming lump of Xiang when he was hungry.

Ignoring the rain falling in the sky, Savis leaned against the edge of the pool, his palms against the decorative porcelain tiles on the edge of the pool, looking like he wanted to take off his clothes and jump off on the spot.

How can this really make Grom, who is about to start beating people, embarrassed?

The roaring master's face is about to collapse, okay!

Duke's words of the wind reached Grom's ears unhurriedly: "You layman does not understand the so-called upper elves' obsession with power, for the power of magic, they have long made the Well of Eternity blacker than coal. So this color and this level of evil is not a problem at all. ”

Ahh

Grom's eyes were popping out.

If Savis alone behaved like this, it could be said that Savis and Duke were acting together, but the two elven arcanists who came with Savis also stretched their necks, eager to rush over to see what was going on, and were very excited about the pool of things that almost resembled black sesame paste.

Okay, you city people, oh, the Dharma Master just knows how to play, anyway, we don't understand how to play with axes.

Grom was convinced.

Duke is not a nonsense, at this moment, hundreds of kilometers away in the city of Aishara.

The storm made the black waters of the Well of Eternity uncharacteristically turbulent. In the distance, huge waves almost overshadowed the palace of Aysara, black waves roaring in the air and lapping against each other, blooming with arcane energy.

In the sky, lightning thundered and thunder rumbled, like a thousand raging dragons rushing from the shore......

As someone who had just come from the palace with teleportation magic and witnessed the fury of the Well of Eternity and the calm of the pool of evil energy and filth in front of him, Savis still shouted for joy: "This energy is so stable!"

That's right, it's true that this is Du's vomit, and the best part was also transformed by Duke, but no matter how much impurity there is, it is also condensed by the purest evil energy in the twisted void.

Its magic is not as strong as the Well of Eternity.

However, unlike the wells of Eternity, which are of high purity of magic that cannot be directly utilized, Duke's inferior evil energy can be easily absorbed by living beings.

It was precisely because of this at a glance, and the fact that Duke was still carrying the big sign of the Burning Legion, that a master of such a high grade as Savis was convinced.

Duke was cold and arrogant, and an aura called "I am your uncle" dominated the audience in an instant.

Purifying such a simple thing, do you want me to do it with the Grand Lord of the Burning Legion?

Not to mention these pollutants, even if Dukla soars down, it is estimated that Savis will be able to eat it.

He has this arrogance.

Your little Night Elf is going to hug your thighs, right?

Now the thighs are here, kneel and lick them!

Do you want great power?

I gave, but what about your sincerity?

Duke didn't say a word, but that's what his eyes, his aura said.

Duke's eyes had even more undisguised killing intent - Savis, be interesting, don't satisfy Lao Tzu, don't blame Lao Tzu for starting to slaughter the city.

Savis shuddered.

Carrots and sticks always come at the same time.

Now that the lords of the Burning Legion have fulfilled their promises, it is clear that this is the time to pay the bills.

Savis, the lover of his dreams, the country, and his compatriots, decisively sold himself and his own resources first.

"Lord Mark Dooku, my immediate subordinates and I are willing to give our souls to the Legion, and I will bring Her Majesty Queen Azhara here to meet you within this day. "The one that Savis said is categorical and sonorous!

Soul and life are sold!

This heroic momentum made Grom next to him have a toothache.

At this moment, Grom finally had the most intuitive and profound understanding of how crazy the night elf mages in the ancient period were in their pursuit of power.

Duke didn't lift his eyelids, and snorted contemptuously, pointing to the floor in front of him that was taking up a lot of black sesame paste-like contaminants.

Even in the eyes of orcs who don't love cleanliness very much, that place is so dirty and smelly.

Savis crawled up like a dog chasing bones, and crawled over with great deference, crawling on the ground stained with black mud and rain, his forehead touching the ground.

"Please give me strength, Lord Lord!"

Not only him, but also the Radiant Moon-level elven wizards who came with him all fell to the ground together.

Duke's lips twitched, "Evil power is powerful! Evil power is great! It is the sublime power bestowed by the Great Commander Lord Sargeras on the chosen races beyond the mortal world." Weak waste, not qualified to accept evil powers—"

With Duke's louder and louder, thunderous sound, a scene was unfolded behind Duke, a huge illusory screen with a height of fifteen meters.

"Look up, look at what happened to those inferior races!"

The three elves who raised their heads, the muscles on their faces twitching. Because in the picture, there are more than 20 creatures of different races who directly explode and die. But the one who succeeded in the end showed an incomparably strong increase in strength.

Duke was majestic and domineering: "Savis, let me ask you—are you willing to be baptized by evil under the banner of the Legion?"