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Duke raised his head and looked at the vast expanse of the sea of trees, and the gaze that shot from his deep black eyes crossed the lush woods, the marching orcs, and finally landed on the rags of the tribal clan banners dancing wildly in the wind.

No one knew what Duke was thinking, and that kind of divine light, sharp enough to pierce all the fog and lead to the truth, was what confused and fascinated Aurelia the most.

Duke's eyes seemed to contain the mystery of the entire universe.

With a light sigh, the light in Duke's eyes became more and more blurred. It was as if he saw himself incarnate as a bronze dragon who controlled time, allowing time to flow as he wished. It was as if he had seen the torrent of history, and he was still rolling forward in the inherent direction, crushing all the efforts he had made. Put the shackles of time and space on him, and let 'history' return to the trajectory he is familiar with.

The mysterious and unpredictable river of fate seems to have been secretly integrated into every river and sea of Azeroth, coiling around every mountain, plain, and continent.

The future is like a fog that can never be dispelled, hanging over the entire Alliance, and indeed over all of Azeroth.

Duke doesn't know how much of the future he can change by his efforts, and it is conceivable that with only 79% accuracy, his efforts will make the previously fixed future even more fragmented and unpredictable.

"In order to make up for those regrets that have passed away and thought they will never be recovered, everything is worth it. Duke muttered softly.

In the past hour.

The people around Duke have reaped the unexpected benefits.

"Thunder!" Sylvanas shouted, and the surging waves of thunder and lightning gathered in her palm, turning into bolts of thunder and lightning with great power. The thunder that lingered around her made her look as if she was the goddess of thunder standing above the nine heavens.

"Feng Xiang!" Wen Resa also awakened the power of the wind, although it was not comparable to her eldest sister Aurelia in terms of quality and quantity, but it was exceptionally light, it was conceivable that Wen Resa would have an absolute advantage in terms of speed.

"Hawkeye!" Lilath was a little strange, awakening this Scouting ability. It doesn't feel like it has much to do with following the trend, and there is hardly any improvement in combat power.

"Wind escape!" Vanessa waved two daggers lightly in mid-air, the graceful whirlwind in the air that made one wonder if she had overcome gravity.

"Binglan!" Driving away the effects of the wind, Illusia easily condensed a misty cold mist in the air, enveloping herself.

When everyone around them finished their ascension, everyone turned their eyes to Duke.

"Duke, the Horde is almost there, but our sisters can help you stop the Horde for at least 10 minutes. If there's anything else you can catch, just do it. "Aurelia's encouragement came from the wind.

The rest of the three Windranger sisters nodded in unison.

Duke smiled, opened a portal and sent back the two less powerful ones, Illucia and Vanessa, before standing on top of the Storm Altar himself.

Standing up, Duke burst into laughter.

Once upon a time, getting the most basic [Level 1 Fireball Technique] by yourself was a bit of a gain and loss. Now faced with an unknown force, Duke was suddenly surprised to find that he didn't seem to have much expectation or too much fear of the final result.

Or maybe it's because I've gone from a simple traverser to a college sacrifice, and after going through a lot of challenges and trials, I've grown up thoroughly.

I have worried countless times that if history has changed dramatically, I will lose my judgment of the future. But after he ascended to a high position and commanded the alliance army to win victories again and again, his heart is becoming more and more firm.

I began to have the confidence to become not afraid of failure and setbacks.

Thinking about the forces that invaded Azeroth in the future, and thinking about those terrifying monsters that are often as tall as ten floors, I was really a little scared.

But now, the fruits of my own efforts are being transformed into a source of confidence.

The power of magic!

The power of power!

Support from friends and subordinates!

All of this turned into an indescribable confidence that sustained him to move on. As long as you grasp this power, you will have endless strength, overcome obstacles, break through the fate of destruction, drive away the fog of the road ahead, and embark on the road of the future that is frank and unwavering.

That was the fate of Azeroth, and it was the fate of his Duke.

At this thought, Duke did not hesitate.

The five doppelgangers chanted a simple incantation, driving the makeshift Storm Altar in a final effort.

The force of nature that was about to dissipate in the depths of the earth was making a final surge under the guidance of Duke's thoughts. Sensory feedback from all over the altar connected the Earth Force to his body, giving him the feeling of connecting the Earth Force to his destiny and magic circuit.

The next moment, a fierce wind once again shook in the sky.

Countless free forces floating in the sky gathered in the direction of the Storm Altar with a more exaggerated and powerful momentum than the people who had awakened before. It was a huge tornado suspended at an altitude of 100 meters and more than five kilometers in diameter.

For a while, Aurelia and the others turned their heads to pay attention.

Countless long strips of purple-blue lightning writhed above the Storm Altar like spirit snakes. The high-energy lightning chain dissociates and filters all debris, making the wind blowing on the altar extremely cool and dry.

The breeze wrapped around Duke's limbs, blowing away all the dirt from Duke's body.

Thunder came to Duke's head and turned into countless tiny harmless currents that entered Duke's shoulders and flowed through Duke's body. The strange feeling of thunder and lightning entering the body did not have the destructive and destructive feeling that made the body and mind numb as imagined, but it was a little strange, and in the slightly numb feeling, Duke felt that his body was becoming more and more tenacious under the stimulation of the electric current.

And a special understanding of wind, thunder, and fire began to spread to the depths of the heart.

It's not an empty experience through spells, through spell casting. This is one's most direct, unhindered contact with the forces of nature. It is with this rare experience, with this kind of feeling rooted in the deepest part of the heart, that one's magical power will definitely reach a higher level.

On Duke's retina, an emerald green system prompt was dancing wildly with the force of the storm stirring in the air:

"Congratulations, host, you have mastered the power of wind and thunder. ”

"You have comprehended and mastered the improved special spell [Thunder Spear]!"

"You have mastered the ...... of the Thunderstorm Wall"

"You've mastered the ...... of the Electro Shield" (To be continued.) )