"Hey!"
"poof!" Duke’s teeth itch when he spits out old blood. "You’re kidding me!"
What! ?
Anku what! What the hell is heresy?
The body of the Chapter 1332 Good light is not enough.
The Fuehrer is angry!
Oh, it’s not Duke’s anger!
Half-god anger is terrible
Duke shouted on the spot that he was going to catch Vanessa, so don’t worry about it. Let’s talk about it first.
"Luo Luo! What kind of evil is the duke of beasts? You think wrong yourself! " In the face of Duke pouncing on Vanessa, a man shorter than dexterity and as slippery as a loach easily flashed by.
"Strong concealment" plus "sprint" She ran out off.
You can’t catch a hero thief who is bent on running unless Duke is serious.
"You wait for me! Don’t let me catch you! " Duke at the gate issued a dog-like declaration like a villain.
For a second, Duke’s face froze like a petrified magic in his posture, because he suddenly found that his other maid, Sollanlian, was very picky and pretty at the gate, but her mouth was smiling.
"Er … this is rude. Sorry."
"Master doesn’t need to apologize to a little maid." Sollanlian nodded and smiled gently.
Duke glanced around Solan Lian and found that everything was as usual for the great astrologer, and he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Why, master, do you want me to cut the skirt a few inches short like her girl, or put a few inches on the neckline and then secretly wear the so-called decisive victory?" Suo Lanli Ann smiled even more if she pointed something.
"Please, please don’t!" Duke’s face is broken.
"I’m so glad that I seem to be a mage and a demigod. My master is still the gentleman of the past." Sollanlian seemed a little excited.
Duke was a little unsure whether to tell her that a gentleman had become synonymous with change before he crossed.
Duke held the forehead. "I’m also glad to have a normal woman around me."
"Not really. My family has also heard that I hope I can successfully conceive my master’s child," Sollanlian said quietly.
"poof!" Duke sprayed it.
"There is such an accident? Quel’ Salas has no magic qualification. Civilians always want to give their daughters to noble wizards. If you can have a man and a woman with the wizard qualification, you can only change your destiny if you earn the magic in the eyes of the high elves. Even if you have noble blood, big noble will hope to marry his great magician family, so that future generations will have a greater chance to become silvermoon members. Please note that even after sylvanas windrunner Windrunner ascended the throne, this ethos of blood elves is still deeply rooted. "
Duke is more or less a little white elf girls will suddenly become fanatical after Solyanlian’s speech.
The origin of the high elves is that after the magic madman split from the night elves, it has been respected by the Lord for thousands of years. Even if the kingdom of Sindore is a ranger, how can it be changed when the customs are changed for thousands of years?
Duke didn’t understand what the hell Queen Xi was thinking.
"What about you? What do you think? " Duke asked the tie.
"I don’t know. Maybe I won’t say no at that moment."
Not refusing is not necessarily willing.
"Is that Kael’thas? Alas, I haven’t paid attention to him for a long time. "
"Please don’t get me wrong. At the moment when my master swore allegiance to you, Kael’thas and I never had him again. It was more like a beautiful vision of my childhood. It was destined to be impossible to realize my dream. I have accepted my destiny and now I am doing well."
After a short pause, Solan Lian continued, "Of course, if my Lord wants me to kill Kael’thas, I will do it. After all, it is estimated that Kael’thas has committed an unforgivable crime for the alliance by that day. I think I will probably hesitate when I do it."
Duke was a little surprised and relieved.
This is human nature. This is a real Solanlian, not the one who only stays in Duke’s impression. There should have been a storm fortress. There is no background story. Like a paper man, bss Solanlian.
"Thank you for your confession." Duke smiled and waved his hand, and then went to find Queen Xi.
Looking at Duke’s back, Sollanlian seems lost in thought …
The other side may be the so-called no contrast, no harm.
When the ruins of Allah fought, Sal had a wonderful expression on his face when he learned the news of the alliance through the messenger of the undead thieves. "What? There is no big loss over there. Get rid of the temple of Allah early. Its leader is resting while waiting for our tribe to finish it and then besiege C ‘Thun together? "
At this time, Ogram came up to Sal, and his voice boomed, "There is no need to entangle Sal. A big chief knows what he can do and what he can do well. You will be an excellent big chief if you can realize this."
Sal sighed, "It’s not enough to be’ excellent’!"
An excellent leader in peacetime is generally enough to level the gap between countries that are competitors.
Unfortunately, this is wartime, and the gap is likely to be limited.
The original tribe was less powerful than the alliance, and it was hard to accept the forces of the forsaken, which slightly narrowed the gap with the top combat power of the alliance. Suddenly, it came to news that Duke Marcus, commander of the alliance, was promoted to demigod. In contrast, the tribe was weaker here, and the ruins of Allah suffered heavy losses. People were more popular than people.
The forgotten are dead, but the dead can’t die again.
If you are dropped again, it means that the real meaning is gone. Even the leader of the forgotten, Anast Lian, can’t find a good way.
Even if the loss is that the second-line chief becomes a undead warrior and the former silver moon senator becomes a lich, it is a great loss
In fact, the sun king is also gloomy.
After being violently expelled from the mainland of eastern kingdoms by the alliance, the forgotten people lost their stable source of troops. They expected to rely on the tribe and get Sal’s permission to resurrect the new forgotten people from the dead tribal fighters.
Who knew that Sal believed in the natural way and firmly rejected him? Not only that, but even Ogram’s theory should belong to other bastards.
Anast Ryan’s eyes are even colder. Fortunately, he is a dead man. Whenever his body is filled with shadow energy and cannot be further rotted, it is full of dark smell.
No one notice that change of his eyes.
At this time, Ogram patted Sal on the shoulder. "Don’t think too many tribes should do their own things first. We must first make no mistakes before waiting for the real opportunity."
The body of the Chapter 1333 Value
After the League Heroes rested for five days, the Tribal Heroes paid the price of three second-line chiefs who had become undead warriors and two high-ranking druids, and finally successfully killed Osrian the Scar.
Sal was not satisfied with the result because the loss was too great.
But he can’t complain about anything.
Compared with the Alliance, the tribe obviously lacks the means of treatment. The shamans trained by Druid Ogrima from Thunder Cliff are all second-rate. Obviously, in terms of treatment, the Alliance priests and paladins are superior, and the undead method makes the natural treatment rely on the third-rate undead priests with only [dark healing] magic.
Whether they admit it or not, the League Heroes can last far longer than the tribe.
Kane refused to throw himself into the arms of the forgotten after the death of the tauren druid, and he had a very unhappy affair with Anast Ryan.
Sal is now the first two big ones.
Fortunately, Osrian’s falling battle has at least slightly diluted this faint sadness.
"This hammer is good, I want it." Ogram saw Osrian fall [Frosted Warhammer]. Compared with his first half artifact [Destruction Hammer], this thing is a transitional thing except that the hammer head is square and looks like a destruction hammer.
Sal’s mouth squirmed as if to say something.
Ogram patted Sal on the shoulder. "The dead should be like dead people. I’m already very happy that I can jump out of the cemetery and continue the tribal fight. If I wanted to get back the Hammer of Destruction, I should have taken it to the grave instead of giving it to you."
"Thank you!" Sal said heavily
The cold hand patted Sal’s shoulder and Ogram smiled. "You have done a good job, young chief. This is an out-and-out victory. We should laugh! Isn’t it? "
"Yes …" Sal’s face suddenly changed in the middle.
Not only is he, but the whole tribe hero group is in a state of consternation.
The earth trembles!
Something huge is breaking through the ground.
Naxamas, all kinds of alarms went off.
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