"It's up to you to save the world!?"

"The world is safe under the protection of Lord Medivan!

"A mere apprentice of magic still wants to surpass the Great Guardian!?"

"Duke Marcus, you're insulting Your Excellency the Grand Mage!

The mage apprentices didn't intervene at all, and it was the Stormwind mages who followed Medivan who roared angrily. There were not only formal mages, but also court mages of higher status.

The apprentices, who had just been envious and annoyed with Duke, all took a back seat at this time, looking at Duke in the center of the storm with hostile eyes that were ill-intentioned and ready to watch a good show.

At first, it was just accusations, but after a few seconds, it was already full of insults. With their necks thick red and their mouths wide open enough to see their throats, the mages fired at Duke almost frantically with words that didn't lose their identity!

Medivan, who still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor, frowned, while Duke was stunned.

Trolls, it turns out that there will be in any world.

Trolls need little to no reason to spray people.

But the trolls with reason, their firepower is absolutely earth-shattering.

An almost endless stream of invective flooded the hall, and Medivan ...... Or rather, Medivan, who was under the control of Sargeras's will, consciously or unconsciously expressed his astonishment, but secretly contributed to the trouble.

Originally, he could shelter Duke and save him from siege with just a word.

He didn't.

In Sargeras's view, as soon as young Duke was subjected to such astonishing pressure, Duke's young heart would crumble, and he would give in, weeping and prostrating himself at his feet.

But Duke's reaction was unexpected, and Duke stood there proudly, sneering at Qianfu.

Sargeras was unaware of the fact that Duke was a traverser.

In fact, at this moment, Duke was thinking about something else.

"It's a good thing that I've traveled to Azeroth so early, because it's almost the last time of peace in Azeroth. I still have time to build up. ”

"It's a bad thing that I've traveled to Azeroth so early, because these guys have been at peace for too long. ”

Long-term peace can make people forget the existence of danger.

The lack of any change in the top of the kingdom has made people lose their self-motivation, and corruption and arrogance have grown in people's hearts, but no one notices it.

Maybe I noticed it, but I took it for granted.

The hereditary system of aristocracy made every nobleman, and even every person in high power, think that he was born noble, and that he could be above the mortal world and above all the rest of the people. It is not so much that they are bold statements besieging Duke, but that it is because Duke has inadvertently provoked the entire aristocracy that relies on inheritance, and made an overreaction!

Quite simply, Medivan's mother, Egwen, is the guardian of the world, an immortal symbol who has lived for more than 800 years. She passed on such a noble and powerful position as the guardian of the world to her son, which is the supreme symbol of the noble bloodline for eternity.

And at this moment, the 'bold and reckless' Duke actually said that he wanted to surpass this noble inheritance symbol as a civilian mortal, which undoubtedly violated the biggest rebellion of all high-ranking people.

Duke suddenly smiled wryly.

It turns out that no matter which world it is, history will be strikingly similar.

Countless great empires on earth fell here, and today, it seems that history is repeating itself.

Now that he has crossed over and cannot go back, his fate has been closely linked to the world of Azeroth, which is about to usher in countless crises of destruction.

So, you have to do something about it!

Duke suddenly felt all the sounds around him disappear. Countless fingers pointing at his chest and face suddenly blurred, and those noble mages were like dolls in a clumsy shadow puppet play. Completely unable to influence Duke's thoughts.

Duke, the traverser, carefully felt the pulse of fate from the world of Azeroth, felt the almost irresistible terrifying impact from the long river of fate, and recalled the meaning of his existence as a traverser......

At first, Duke was confused.

I don't know what I can do.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Perhaps, it is just for the sake of their own survival and development, and go with the flow.

There was a question that had plagued Duke for a long time, and that was if the fate of the world of Azeroth continued to maintain that terrible inertia...... What is he going to do?

Now, the answer to this question is becoming clearer and clearer in Duke's mind.

What about fate?

Fight it!

Reverse it!!

Never be a slave to fate!

I, Duke, want to be the master of fate!

Obviously there are angry and even sick eyes around him, and it is clear that Duke is the only outlier in the audience, and he should give in to him because he is weak.

However, Duke felt that a stream of hot blood was pumping out of his heart powerfully, from the great pulse into his whole body, like a galloping horse, making a thunderous rolling sound, so that the passionate emotions spread to every corner of his body, infecting every cell in his body.

The corners of Duke's mouth quietly curled up, he should be angry, he should sneer. His soul seemed to be out of his body, floating above the hall, quietly looking down from above at these seemingly powerful but cowardly creatures.

His gaze seems to transcend time and space.

The scenes that happened in the game are realistically reproduced in the Duke vision.

He saw Stormwind fall to the furious orc armies, and the capital of the southern human kingdom, with its beautiful façade, was destroyed in the flames of destruction.

He also saw that under the leadership of Anduin Lothar, humanity had recovered Stormwind, and a new, more vibrant kingdom had been reborn from the ashes of destruction.

Then destroy again, and be reborn again!

The indomitable will of humanity is most perfectly embodied here in Stormwind!

And countless heroes who can sing and cry are also born in this crisis that is likely to lead to the destruction of the world.

Thinking back to that great scene, Duke suddenly felt a sense of happiness that this time, he was finally able to devote himself to this great epic as a participant.

Suddenly, Duke burst out laughing.

"Haha!hahaha

The arrogant laughter shocked the audience, every abusive mouth opened and forgot to close, and every finger of accusation stiffened in the air.

The mages were stunned.

Duke's proud gaze swept 180 degrees from left to right.

"It turns out that the mere dream of 'transcending the legend' is blasphemy. ”

"It turns out that it is just 'unwilling to be ordinary', which is already a sin in the eyes of you. ”

"It turns out that the magnanimity of the Royal Family Spell Academy in Stormwind City is so small, no wonder everyone talks about the greatest mage holy place is Dalaran, not Stormwind City. ”

"Well, since you don't stay, then I'll go. Bye-bye, everybody!"

"Or are you going to put me to death if you want me to offend Lord Medivan the Guardian?"