As someone who has witnessed miracles with his own eyes, Grom certainly knows that Duke has such a ability to resist the darkness, which is also the biggest psychological support he has endured so far. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if he had seen it once, when Grom saw this scene again, he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

The large heart was pounding in his broad chest, and the earthworm-like green tendons were bulging on the arms that clenched the [Blood Roar].

Gritting his teeth and holding his breath, Grom didn't dare to miss a single detail of Duke, for fear that in the next moment, Duke would fail to transform into darkness and really degenerate into a terrifying Burning Legion Lord.

On Duke's chest, there was a golden flame on the ground. Like the first spark cast on a dry grassland, the golden flame quickly swept through Duke's entire body with the power of a prairie fire.

Grom could clearly see with the naked eye that the dark power of darkness was burning and purifying.

The darkness receded on Duke like a rout, until it reached the point where Duke's neck was up.

On the neck, the evil energy that has turned dark will not retreat, and it will clash fiercely with the power of light. Two powerful forces that mortals can only look up to, use the arteries and veins in Duke's neck as a battlefield, and start a unimaginable battle.

At this moment, Grom suddenly noticed that the water level of the well water began to drop at a high speed.

A huge moon well the size of a baseball field, the water level in the well drops at a rate of one centimeter per second.

It was as if a whirlpool had appeared in Duke's body, sucking the pure and immaculate well water out of his pores with the momentum of the sea.

Three seconds later, Duke suddenly vomited.

"Vomit—"

Not only vomiting, but also thick black ink gushing out of Duke's nostrils, ear piercings, and even the tear ducts in his eyes.

"Wow-ahh

It was a very strange situation.

The water from the well sucked into Duke was clean white, and the side he vomited was absolutely black.

The well water continues to swirl clockwise, creating a magical pattern similar to the Taoist yin-yang fish (Taijitu).

Grom, who was watching from the side, suddenly had a feeling of uncertainty, and a faint sense of anticipation rose in his heart. As a former victim of demonic blood, Grom knew all too well how chaotic that raging force was, and it was impossible for it to behave on the apparently side of order as it is now.

Could it be ...... Can Duke, a demonic human super-genius, really conquer even the terrifying dark power of the Burning Legion?

Grom was breathing wildly as Duke's Divine Stick Path continued.

"Light comes from darkness, and darkness springs light!"

The tune of the Divine Comedy, which was even more divine than the Brainwashing Divine Comedy, was repeated again and again, and after ten minutes, the black sesame paste that was finally spit out by Duke almost became a sesame paste demon, and Duke also became a sanctimonious god stick dressed in the skin of a holy golden priest.

Looking at Shi Shiran walking down the stairs next to the moon well, like a most devout devout devotee, Duke, Grom's face was full of strangeness.

He touched his rough beard and asked tentatively, "Duke, have you finally transformed all the darkness in your body?"

Duke smiled a little wryly: "Sort of, but you're from here, and you know that even if you remove most of it, there will always be some leftovers." ”

Grom was in awe of Duke.

Twice.

The first time was to clean up Akmund.

The second time is to fight against evil power alone.

Each time, Duke chooses to sacrifice himself when he has a choice.

As Grom, who was tormented by demonic blood every midnight dream, and woke up from his sleep many times because he couldn't suppress the fury in his heart, he knew too well the side effects of demonic power, so for so many years, Grom never dared to let any of his compatriots approach him while sleeping.

Because he was afraid that he would tear himself apart in a state of unconsciousness.

Duke felt Grom's sympathetic gaze and could only smile bitterly. If Grom's trait is anger, then Duke is all seven deadly sins.

It's just that he is naturally more easy-going, and most of the seven deadly sins have nothing to do with Duke, except for ......

Ahem!

Duke waved his hand at Grom: "I'm fine. Compared with the survival of the world and the continuation of history, my affairs are trivial. ”

Then, Duke spoke to Grom with great seriousness something he didn't even believe in himself.

"Remember, we have been commissioned by the Dragon of Time, Nozdorm, to preserve the original appearance of history. ”

I'm sure I'm not here to destroy history?

"In our time, the High Elves were a race that had been destroyed. The capital of the Kadore Empire was also bombed. Even if our ultimate goal is to save the planet Azeroth, it doesn't mean that we have to stop the Burning Legion from coming. ”

Nonsense! Really stopped, how could I hack the equipment from Kilgardan, sir?

"Therefore, what we have to do is to conform to the original historical development. It doesn't matter if you don't understand the history of Azeroth, just listen to me. ”

Don't make trouble! Don't be impulsive!

Duke's words made Grom's eyes redden, and the orc hero nodded heavily, "Well, I'll listen to you." ”

Success!

Early the next morning, Duke had already sensed that Savis had been waiting outside for a long time, pacing back and forth with anxiety, looking excited and nervous.

Probably the test tubes that Duke gave him were successful.

Duke was going to dry him.

Every time Savis couldn't hold himself back and sent those disgraced elf girls to whisper "Infernal Affairs-sama is up", he asked Grom, who looked fierce without makeup, out to block the drive.

"No, don't mess around, any more noise will eat you. ”

So that every elf girl is crying back.

At noon, Duke recruited a few pale-faced elf girls to enter the room, served him to change his clothes, and then used up all kinds of delicacies specially prepared by the upper-class elf chef before beckoning a prosperous fortune and summoning Savis in to talk.

"None...... Your Excellency Lord Mark Dooku!" Savis was still humble and submissive, and he did not cut any corners in his heart.

Duke is also willing to watch this pit goods that sell empires, masters, and planets to play low.

Duke raised his eyelids slightly: "What?"

"Your Excellency, the potion you gave me is indeed magical. When our emperor saw the results, he was very pleased. However, this is only for the enemy, is there any increase in the strength of our generation...... The ......" Savis also knew that Empress Aishara's request was a bit inch-deep, but he did not dare not listen to the request of the woman he admired deeply.