"Oh my God! I thought my waist was thick enough, but I didn't expect there to be any thicker. Magni patted his bucket waist first and complained.

"Hey, did this Burning Legion Commander get out of the sewers and get stuck in the wrong waistline?" Gianna spat out her poisonous tongue mercilessly.

Kilgardan ...... You better lose weight!" It's rare that Queen Xi has this leisure, and she also teased eggs.

"You should pass your ass over first so I can smack your ass!" Magni faithfully fulfilled his taunting role as MT.

"Hey, are you sure you can reach his ass?" Muradin complained to him.

"Second brother, you're dirty!"

Some of the leaders of the alliance took the lead, and of course the others would not let go of this opportunity to humiliate their mortal enemies, and they immediately made a mess.

Only Iriel was stunned, she finally met the ultimate demon king who had persecuted and hunted down the Draenei for twenty-five thousand years.

In fact, Kil'Gardan's terrifying appearance is identical to that depicted by Mentor Viren and the diorama kept in the Draenei archives.

It was as huge as a small mountain, even if it was only half of his body, and the area in the middle of the main hall with a diameter of nearly a hundred meters was occupied by his huge body, leaving only an area for mortals and Azeroth demigods to fight, and only a circular area less than thirty meters away from the pillars next to the main hall.

Kil'Gardan's bright crimson skin exudes magma-like heat all the time, and just a flap of his pimple-covered bat wings can feel a wave of heat that is unbearable for mortals.

His claws were huge, and he could pick up a medium tank with one hand and blast everyone and everything inside with their sharp claws.

On the crimson burly shoulders are two spaulders with a very savage style. Four large curved corners pointed diagonally to the sky, and at the top of each shoulder armor was a brazier-like thing, on which burned an eternal flame, blazing and suffocating. The two iron chains on the shoulder armor are crossed in an X-shape, and the belt with a huge skull underneath is fastened, which is combined with the other skull decorations on the body, which looks evil and terrifying.

In the scorching waves, there was still a faint wail of the dead, and the souls of those of all races who were killed by him were still in this purgatory.

If......

If it weren't for the strange golden halo stuck on Kil'Gardan's waist, it is estimated that just seeing half of his body, the alliance powerhouses would already be awe-inspiring, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Now all the horrors of Kilgardan have been turned into paper tiger-like things, which has to be said to be an alternative irony.

Ever since he made a deal with Sargeras to banish the Draenei from the stars, Kil'Gardan was convinced that no one could stop the Legion's power, and Sargeras had been furious that he had promised victory but had not fulfilled it.

However, all his deceptive methods could not prevent Duke from leading the alliance and even the whole of Azeroth from rising, so he decided to personally clean up all the ants, including Duke, but he did not expect that he could not prevent the strong from coming at the most critical moment with all his means.

I didn't expect that the biggest flaw was actually by his side, the Ereda Twins who were once regarded as garbage and devalued by him, and who were ready to be pushed up as cannon fodder!

Faced with the traps of the enemy and the cynicism of mortals, Kilgardan is rightfully angry, furious, and resentful, and wants to blow up Azeroth in the first place.

But when all emotions climbed to a boiling point, Kilgardan calmed down.

"Hehehehe!" his laughter was filled with coldness, even though he exuded heat that was high enough to melt the stones and columns.

No matter how the alliance powerhouse continued to taunt, Kilgardan was not in a hurry, nor did he make any moves, he just stared at Duke and sneered.

The laughter was heart-wrenching.

If you don't have a good idea, maybe you would be stupid enough to ask, "What are you laughing at?", then you will fall to the bottom of the momentum, because it means that you have not seen through the opponent's hole cards.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hahahaha!" Duke laughed too.

Isn't it just sneering, smirking, sneering, pretending to laugh?

Master, I will too!

At some point, the entire hall was filled with the laughter of Duke and Kilgardan.

In the thousands of years since the completion of the Well of the Sun, the King of the Sunseekers has led all the High Elves and nobles to a grand feast on major festivals in Quel'Thalas.

The circular hall, which is more than two hundred meters in diameter, is supported by 36 marble columns that feel like they have long been towering, and the entire vault above is painted with an unparalleled vault fresco, which depicts the glorious history of the High Elves for thousands of years, and of course the emphasis is on the praise of the great Sunseeker King.

However, the final battle that was now about to take place to determine the fate of Azeroth's future did not involve a single member of the Sunseeker royal family.

This has to be said to be a kind of irony.

Duke smiled presumptuously and comfortably, for he firmly believed that he had conquered the Goddess of Fate, and since even the Goddess of Destiny was on his side, there was nothing to be afraid of.

So Duke is not only smiling, but also has that penetrating sense of seeing through the past and the future, and seeing through all the mysteries of the world.

Eggs!

Do you know how many times I've brushed you?

Do you know your skills, I can count the sound effects with my eyes closed?

Do you know that even the gold ball of the savage group was able to brush your pants off?

Don't let me be too surprised, or you'll die!

It was Kilgardan who laughed first, but unfortunately anyone could hear that the egg's laughter was becoming more and more fake, less and less confident.

Finally, Kilgardan was the first to restrain his laughter: "Duke Marcus, I admit I underestimated you. It's not just me, it's the entire legion that looks down on you. You may make a name for yourself in this world, but today will bring your legend to an end, and everything will come to an end!"

With that, Kil'gardan slowly raised his hands, and his palm-facing claws shook as lightly as playing a piano, and a portal was opened in four directions at the same time.

"Huh?" Duke's chin tilted slightly, he could already smell the gears of history beginning to shift.

The size of these portals is much larger than in history.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the Eredar Warlocks named 'Hand of Kil'Gardan' were supposed to teleport out, but now they rushed out of it, and they were all Abyss Lords!

With footsteps that were even more shocking than the galloping of thousands of horses, these terrifying monsters that had already charged for the legion rushed towards the Alliance Heroes with huge blades.

"Let's do this!" Magni topped first!