Chapter 1029 Du’s Trap

"Go away!" Duke grinned ferociously and snapped his fingers.

Soon, a succubus came in from outside the door: "Lord Infernal Affairs, you called me?"

"Yes! Incorporate this dirty orc into the team that will attack today. If he shows any signs of rebellion, then execute him."

"clear!"

After that, Grom followed the succubus and left with a complicated expression.

At this time, Duke suddenly sneered: "Come out, I have discovered you long ago."

"Hehehe!"

"How rude!"

The ones who came out were naturally the Eredar twins.

Duke's face, shrouded in dark power, had a look of domineering pride: "Why, do you have any objections to my handling of my slaves?"

"Your slave seems to be quite powerful."

"Is it really okay to just give up like this?"

Duke was not surprised by the continuous questions one after another between the twins who were connected with each other.

The dark aura around Duke is getting stronger and stronger. Just being ten meters away from Duke makes you feel like you will be swallowed up by the dark magic: "It doesn't matter! To me, he is just a well-studied person." Object. It has long lost its greatest value. After becoming the Great Lord of the Void, I can have as many powerful slaves as I want. Just outside the door, there are at least two dozen Highborne mages eager to lick my shoes."

Oreses narrowed her eyes: "Aren't you afraid that your slaves will really rebel and cause trouble to the Burning Legion?"

Queen Saloras chuckled: "Maybe the sin of the slave's defection will be recorded on your head."

Duke sneered: "Lord Archimonde is coming soon. As long as I complete my mission, who will make things difficult for me for my test subjects?"

The twins were a little dumbfounded.

Duke grew up too fast, from an inferior race that jumped out of nowhere to become the lord of the Burning Legion. Now, it seems that the great credit for opening the portal will also fall on his head. But he also knows how to survive in the legion...

right!

As long as Kil'jaeden's demanding requirements are fulfilled, and as long as he does not betray the Legion, no matter how big of a mistake or sin he makes, he can be forgiven or even deliberately ignored.

Credit is greater than anything else.

There is even a trace of jealousy in the twins' hearts.

Maybe another lord comes and he can get Duke's credit. The problem is that other lords do not have Duke's high adaptability to Azeroth, nor do they have Duke's space magic ability to create portals.

If a lord whose strength has been greatly reduced comes here, he may not be able to subdue Xavius ​​and Queen Azshara, and he may not be able to build the portal so quickly.

At this moment, a terrifying will came.

Duke and the twins bowed at the same time: "See Lord Kil'jaeden (Master)!"

"Infernal Affairs! How long will it take to complete the portal that allows Archimonde to pass through?" Kil'jaeden's huge red shadow almost filled the hall, which was at least two hundred square meters.

The phantom was so lifelike and filled with a strong sense of oppression that Duke and Gemini didn't dare to raise their heads at all.

Duke replied sternly: "In the safest case, the well water of the Well of Eternity that has been contaminated by the upper elf needs to be further purified and then opened again. That will take 14 days."

"You know, I'm asking about the fastest time." Kil'jaeden looked a little impatient.

Duke glanced at the eredar demon wizards around him: "If you just let them start, simply purify the magic power for me, and leave all the control and creation to me - it will take three days! Collaborative work - seven days!"

Kil'jaeden's left eye apparently narrowed.

He knew that this guy named Infernal Affairs had high attainments in space magic. But Kil'jaeden would never leave the fate of his people to the hands of an outsider, even if the outsider seemed loyal to the Burning Legion.

It would be great fun if Infernal Affairs tampered with the portal and suddenly closed the portal when only one-third or less of the Burning Legion's troops had passed.

At this point in time, the dragon guardians of Azeroth are not vegetarians.

"Then be safe, seven days! As long as Archimonde comes, the Burning Legion's victory will be irreversible!"

Duke bowed in agreement and replied at the same time: "During these seven days, I will focus on the construction of the portal and have no time to take care of other things. I am sure that the enemy will find a way to lift Azshara's seal on the magic branches in various places. I hope it can be strengthened. protection in this regard.”

Kil'jaeden looked at the eredar twins with a pair of flaming eyes: "The protection of the magic branch will be left to you."

"Yes!" Gemini lowered his head and responded.

"Infernal Affairs... As long as you open the portal, the first achievement this time is yours. I will reward you extra. As long as it matches your identity, you can ask for it." Boss Kil'jaeden is indeed the most knowledgeable person. To summon people. A big rock called 'overtime' was just thrown onto Duke's shoulder here, and a carrot was immediately hung up over there to lure him.

Duke smiled and said nothing.

Under normal circumstances, Geminis are overqualified as guards. But this was obviously not a normal situation. Du knew exactly what the other side had in store. Now he just digs a big hole for the twins to jump into.

Anyway, his reasons are very good.

The command of the frontal battlefield has been handed over to Mannoroth. I, Infernal Affairs, concentrate on opening the door. You, Gemini, have the most time to spare. You can go and see the seal for a few days, right?

Gemini can't find any reason to refuse.

After all, once Archimonde arrives, judging from the past experience of the Burning Legion, victory is certain.

hey-hey!

The result will be "It's not that we don't work hard to suppress the bandits, but the bandits have Gundam"!

Almost at the same moment, Tyrande and Malfurion looked at the mighty elven army, their faces full of sorrow.

Tyrande even gritted his teeth: "It's impossible to win! Look, our so-called elites can hardly even stand now, and they are actually asked to fight those huge demons with the power of their remaining mortal bodies! ?”

Malfurion sighed deeply: "You are right!"

Three hundred thousand troops!

This is definitely a powerful fighting force for mortal forces.

But after witnessing those terrifying demons who were huge and seemingly born to be fighting machines, Tyrande no longer had any hope in this army.

Now Tyrande is in deep confusion. When the demon came out, the high priest of the Sisterhood of Elune happened to be in the city of Azshara. Her desperate cry before death was transmitted to her and other priest sisters through the spiritual network left by the goddess.

She wanted to join the fight, but she had yet to receive a response from Elune.

Malfurion made a decision: "No! I want to go to the Emerald Dream."

The writer class has begun to gather. There will definitely not be many updates before the 24th. The time may not be fixed yet, please forgive me!

This is to write better work.