"It should be said that it is worthy of Yogsaron who even the Titans couldn't completely destroy back then?" Torim smiled bitterly, and a smile appeared on his face: "It was put on the table a little, but fortunately I still sent you in." ”

The ten-story tall Torrim, because of his huge size, can clearly see any change in his face, any change in expression.

Now there was an indescribable dim light around Thorim's body.

The color of the surface of Thorim's skin darkened, as if the brilliance of his life force and soul had faded. He raised his right palm, flipped it up and down, and looked at it carefully.

I don't know if it's a delusion, Duke suddenly felt that the river in the long river of time was flowing between the five fingers that had become a little withered.

Like a colossal statue in the desert that has been weathered and eroded for thousands of years, Torrim decays at a rate visible to the naked eye, but he laughs wildly as if he is unaware.

"Hahahaha! Shame on you! A dignified guardian can't fulfill his duties as a guardian. "Thorim knelt down on one knee, not out of courtesy or respect, it was pure weakness.

Thorim bowed his head, "Duke Marcus, can I count on you?"

Duke took a firm step forward with a straight face: "The relationship between the guardians of Azeroth has long gone beyond trust. This is the mission that history has entrusted to us. ”

Thorim was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Yes, this is our mission!"

With that, the giant finger dotted in the direction of Duke.

"It's ......," Duke and Queen Xi were stunned at the same time.

If, as history goes, Thorim was caught and brainwashed. Even if he is educated by the Alliance's Old Punch to love Azerothism, the player will be given a buff of up to 10% increased attack damage.

That's all.

What now?

A complete set of wind-based Titan Rune Arrays!

It's not a send, it's a pure borrowing. In the sea of spiritual consciousness, Torim marked a temporary loan to Duke and Queen Xi for three days, as long as enough wind elements are injected, they can activate the corresponding Titan wind and thunder magic.

This is the primordial wind magic that fits perfectly into the world of Azeroth!

Without the user's concession, even if Torim is killed, these complex runic circles will dissipate on the spot with the fall of the Guardian.

If I had to give these runes a value, it would be priceless!

It is said that it is for three days, as long as you have the ability to remember the arrangement and change rules of the runes inside, even if Torim takes it back after three days, it can still greatly improve the control of Duke's two wind elements.

Of course, for a shameless person with a system wizard, then this is 100% stealing success.

On the surface, Duke is now a true saint.

"Then I'll borrow it. ”

In his heart, Duke was completely right, after all, in his opinion, this was the reward that Thorim had entrusted him to save Ulduar. As for whether the Titans will come to the door and go back at that time...... Hehe, the Titans have all turned to ashes, and the Titans who only have their souls left are too slow to pass on their skills at that time, and they will ask Duke to go back?

Sylvanas next to her closed her eyes, immersed in the amazing experience. It wasn't long, about half a minute, and when she opened her eyes again, she could see a faint flash of electricity in the depths of her eyes.

Queen Xi said to Duke in an extremely calm tone, "Duke, I want to challenge Freya alone!"

Duke shrugged: "Actually, I think you can get rid of that 'think' word." You've already decided. ”

Queen Xi's eyes rolled and said, "Please, I'm asking for your opinion." If you're adamantly against it, I'll give up. ”

Duke stared at the person next to her, his hands on her extremely flexible shoulders: "From the first day I met you, I knew that you were destined to be a sea eagle that broke through the storm and soared into the sky, not a canary willing to trade singing and beautiful feathers in a cage for human protection. So challenge yourself, as long as you remember me, remember your sisters and compatriots, and do what you can. ”

Sylvanas's mouth squirmed, and finally a thousand words turned into one, "I will." ”

Then, once again, give Duke a resolute back that is fading away and full of charm.

is obviously not majestic, but he has a responsibility that dares to carry the future of thousands of elf compatriots, this heroism, in the sky and on the ground, there are only a few people.

Duke suddenly smiled bitterly: "Obviously, you can rely on your appearance to eat, but you have to rely on your strength......"

In the Guardian Temple area, nearly a quarter of the way north is a huge courtyard with trees, two large lakes on one south and one on the north, and a beautiful river connecting the two lakes.

That is the greenhouse of life where Freya, the goddess of life, lives.

The greenhouse was so huge, with huge trees that seemed to reach the sky, and flowers that were exaggerated to the size of a house, that Freya, who was ten stories tall, was not abrupt at all.

Originally, Freya was inside, walking slowly, wandering around the lake, listening to the sounds of life.

Suddenly, the giantess's face changed.

She watched with a look of utter surprise as an arrow came at her. This arrow, like a meteor from the sky, easily pierced through the layers of green light that permeated the greenhouse atmosphere, and swooped straight at her.

"Could it be Torim!?" the surprised silver woman quickly turned into a scream.

The huge body had no chance of dodging at all, and no, her shoulder seemed to be sucked through, almost letting the sharp arrow containing the Supreme Thunder Law pass through her chest.

It's just that at the last moment, she used the power of her life law to counteract the gravitational pull, which made her squat down suddenly, barely avoiding this dangerous arrow hitting the vital point.

Even so, from the large charred hole in her left sternoclavicle, you could still see what was behind her - her body was completely pierced.

The greenhouse of life with the singing of birds and flowers fell silent with Freya's screams. There was only a faint cloud of thunder and lightning in front of him, and the cloud made the air smell of scorching.

The green mist was dispersed by a gust of wind in the next moment.

Only the southern gate remains, and a small, well-proportioned female figure stands on a small green hillside.

She was so small, but in Freya's eyes, she was taller than the Guardians.

Purely because of that blow!

Freya's face became a little abnormal, and the thunder light from the wound was still stimulating Freya's nerves.

Perhaps, for a valiant warrior, this is nothing. But Freya stared at the female figure with a bitter and hateful gaze as if her father and mother had died, no, as if she had been dug up an ancestral grave.

"Y-who-are!?" the high-pitched voice was already full of poignant!