"Bastard, Duke Marcus, you have such powers, why don't you ......" The Sun King's jealous roar was contemptuously planned by Duke before he could finish roaring. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Duke made no secret of the disgust on his face: "Do you want to ask why I found out about the Scourge Legion's movements early in the morning and didn't inform you? Or do you want to ask why I didn't come to Quel'Thalas as cannon fodder to fodder for you to defend you against the Scourge Legion? Wake up, the glorious era of the High Elves has long passed!"

The Sun King was speechless for a moment.

The so-called politician, even if his heart is full of filth, he will always be like a spring breeze on that face full of acting skills.

Now Duke doesn't talk about politics at all, doesn't talk about the rules of the political field, and breaks it in one bite, but it makes him feel like he has nothing to do.

Most of the elves who stayed at a distance couldn't hear their conversation, and that didn't include the strongest ranger generals, of course. Clever as Lotherma certainly wondered why the timing of the human alliance was so precise, but could they blame Duke, could they take their anger on the Alliance?

From the secret notification and warning, to the official visit of the Duke of Berval, the alliance has not only extended an olive branch, but simply sent olive trees over.

But what did the Sun King and the Silver Moon Council, who held power, do?

In addition to playing a small conspiracy that cannot be put on the table to trick Sylvanas back, it can be said to be complete inaction.

The squalor and corruption of those in power have long grieved the High Elves, especially the rangers. It's not a year or two, it's been almost since the Troll Wars more than two thousand eight hundred years ago. It's just that the years of peace have disguised this squalor.

Now, when the troubled times really come, the seemingly mighty Quel'Salas shows his corruption and weakness time and time again. The blindly superstitious super-giant wide-area magic defense magic circle was broken before it was used.

For the first time, it was transformed into an Altar of Storms by Gul'dan, and the two-headed ogre was produced in turn by the High Elves, and it was just a pleasure.

The second time was even worse, even the magic of the sunwell in the leylines was directly used, and the violent energy of the reverse current exploded most of the Silver Moon City in one go.

If there were no Duke and the Alliance's fleet this time, not only would Quel'Thalas really completely destroy the country, but even a million elves would not be left in ten, right?

Lothema and Haduron looked at each other, and they saw the same thing in each other's eyes - anger at the Sunstrider royal family and the Silvermoon Council, and a supreme desire for reform.

Their careful thoughts, Duke could not have realized, and he did not have the time to pay attention to such a small matter.

All his mind fell on the Sun King, for the Grand Lich was ready to fight as hard as he could.

The soul chastise from Arthas grew sharper and sharper, and the once-high Sun King bent his back in pain and let out a heart-rending scream. He realized bitterly and grief-stricken what it meant to be unpleasing on both sides.

He was powerless in the face of Arthas, and from the time he 'voluntarily' became the Great Lich, he was destined to be nothing more than a tool for the fallen prince, just like the rotting zombies and the pale and rancid ghouls.

The crown that still wore over his head was only the last fig leaf.

In the face of Duke, he also felt a sense of powerlessness.

Twelve different types of sunwell powers with different attributes and different rules of change, it is beyond imagination to be able to control both at the same time. Duke was still able to maintain a leisurely stroll.

Maybe outside, he can hang Duke 10,000 times.

But here and now, Duke is almost invincible!

"Damn, how can you, a short-lived human, know the benefits of eternity. You won't understand! you short-lived ghost!" the Sun King was a little out of control.

Sensitively perceiving the Sun King's inadvertent flaw, Duke decided to take the opportunity to expand the flaw, and with a faint smile on his face, he replied slowly, "Idiot! Even the immortal blessing that the World Tree brought to the Night Elves was bestowed by the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasa. I'm the hero who saved Alexstaza, do you think I won't have the 'immortal' thing?"

Duke said it in the language of the wind.

In addition to the designated object, there are naturally two Wind Rangers who can hear the language of the wind. Lilath didn't feel anything. But when Sylvanas heard it, she immediately turned red at the thought of that possibility.

Of course, Anastrian could not have noticed the reaction of a mere female ranger hero, and he was completely shocked by Duke's answer.

Like a thunderbolt from nine days away, Huo Ran slashed at his head.

"ALadasinoliii—" This is the most ruthless Elven language that a good boy absolutely does not need to understand.

It contains the deepest and deepest resentment and resentment of the Sun King, ten million times deeper than that of a dog.

In his quest for eternal existence, he made a difficult decision to give up his life, the beauty, nobility, and sanctity that the High Elves were most proud of, and to become a filthy and ugly Great Lich.

For what?

After all, isn't it for eternal power and power?

Now it is okay, he did not hesitate to fall, and took the deputy next to him, his own son, and his own guards and subjects all over the pit.

You Duke just a human actually ran out and said that Lao Tzu doesn't need to become a lich to 'leave the scourge for a thousand years, stay for ten thousand years'!

Although Duke is not too handsome, he is more popular than people!

A 'young man' who is eternally young and looks like he is eighteen years old is ten million times better than a lich with a rotten face!

Excuse me!?

How did Anastrian stand it?

However, just when Anastrian was so angry that his soul was about to melt away, as shameless as Duke, he naturally would not let go of this opportunity, and he made a decisive move.

Countless golden, basin-sized arcane magic runes appeared on the ground in all corners of the palace. These runes went from what initially appeared to be just prints to runes that radiated a dazzling light in just three seconds.

Not only did these runes possess a huge mystical power that could be sensed without experience, but they were also connected to each other with shining filaments of light at once, forming an even greater magic array that ran through the entire Sun-Chasing Royal Court.

"Ah......hh You-" The Sun King's long, withered beard that remained on his chin was blown away by the blazing magical winds. He didn't have time to curse, Duke's circle had already been activated.

It was a huge pillar of golden light that was several kilometers in diameter and reached into the sky.

Connecting the world, it releases a shining pillar that rivals the sun's brilliance, which can be clearly seen from a distance of 100 kilometers.

Duke...... Blow up someone's palace!