MTL - Stormwind God-Chapter 21 My name is duke
genius! Absolute genius!
Undoubtedly a genius once in a thousand years!
Even Khadgar, a disciple of Medivh, never showed such a terrific talent in this young age of 13 or 14!
Probably the only one who can rival Duke in terms of talent is Medivh, the contemporary guardian of the world!
But who is Medivh?
His mother was Aegwynn, a secretly formed by the Magoglas Council of the human mage Holy Land Dalaran and the Silvermoon Council of the High Elves far from Quel'Thalas to prevent the world ’s disaster and destruction from Tiri The strongest guardian of the Slovak Parliament in a thousand years!
Even his daddy Niellas Elland, who was mentioned less often, is also a well-known Storm City court magician.
The so-called is the typical root Zheng Miaohong!
But Duke, who did n’t know which ravine came from, had such a terrific talent, which made the mage crazy.
In the mage world, except for those mage families who can train mages from generation to generation, they are basically classified by a certain mage school heritage. For the Storm City Royal Academy of Spells, which was adopted by the entire human world and even the High Elf Kingdom Quel'Thalas, the direction is not important. There are too few good seedlings for the mage in humans.
If you become a master of Duke, wouldn't you have the opportunity to train a court master * master?
Mage has never been a single individual.
Each mage often has its own followers, its own fiefdoms, and its own forces to ensure that it can obtain sufficient promotion resources and the cost of magic experiments.
Many of the masters who had been close to the Brando family saw this scene and immediately put the request of the Brando family behind them.
grab! Be sure to grab!
Whoever robs Duke of becoming his own disciple will have a chance to fly into the sky.
Duke's performance in the seventh level was even more exciting for the mage eyes!
What did Duke do?
He actually walked in the outer circle of the "blizzard" released by his opponent, and while the snowstorm crackled down to throw ice scum, he shot the opponent in the gap of hail.
Pass all seven levels!
Win without the slightest drag.
Just as a large ticket in the observation room stood up before he could meet Duke, a genius once in a thousand years, they suddenly discovered that Duke had entered the eighth stage.
"What !? Isn't it only seven levels?" Every mage was stunned, and next second they thought of a possibility ...
The change in the vision of the eyes made Duke a little dumbfounded.
After seven heads-to-head singles, he almost forgot that there was a thing like Karazhan chess.
However, the chessboard is no longer a chessboard.
Into Duke's vision is the prairie at dusk.
The two armies confronted each other, and there were heavy breathing of human soldiers on the grassland, hissing of horses, and the deep roar of the giant black-haired wolf.
The two sides are as if two beasts about to fight each other face each other on the grassland. The feeling of this warfare is enough to scare any rookie on the battlefield to panic.
The setting sun passes over the rolling hills that are not high in the distance, and pours on this grassland, the orange-red between the heavens and the earth, like the blood that is about to witness on this land!
Not far from Duke, the short, gold-colored hair of King Ryan of Stormwind City looked dazzling in the setting sun.
Ryan-is the center of this battlefield!
As long as Ryan is killed, the tribe will have complete victory, otherwise once the tribal chief is killed, it is the victory of the alliance!
Duke's head flew into the distance with Ryan's gaze, and his array reflected in his eyes.
There is no longer a monotonous chessboard, but a real battlefield.
Ears echoed the voice of Stormwind Commander Lothar.
Lothar, who was next to Lane, waved his hands, and the powerful roar rang through the wild: "Ready to fight, the first battle sequence formed the shield array, Barros, Jiajiasha, let the two-wing cavalry move, ready to launch against the wolf cavalry Counterattack! "
The aristocracy of Stormwind City is decaying, but it has to be said that under the great Lothar training, the Stormwind Guards are a powerful force in the human kingdom, and the soldiers' performance is impeccable.
In the face of the orc soldiers who had their own two heads casually elevated, they were not at all confused, as if they acted in an instant. Hold the shield above the first row of shields.
The pikemen in the third and fourth rows flattened their spears, clamored for a while, and two rows of pike forests glowing with cold light appeared outside the shield array.
No matter who it is, it will undoubtedly pay a heavy price to strike such an army.
5 minutes! Just five minutes!
In Duke's vision, an extremely rigorous battle line has appeared in front of him.
"Warriors!" King Lane raised his warhammer high in his hands. "Have you ever been willing to let dirty enemies gallop over the land of Stormwind? But the arrival of enemies makes war unavoidable-behind you This is your hometown, Stormwind City! Many of you may sleep here, but your loved ones and your compatriots will survive because of your struggle! However, once we win, we will be in the land of the Eastern Kingdom from now on. Above, in every tavern, and in every old man's mouth, our names will be proclaimed from generation to generation. "
"For the Alliance-Fight!"
With Ryan shouting, the soldiers' momentum suddenly reached the summit.
"fighting--"
Thousands of voices and thousands of wills converged. This scene, even if Du Keming knew that it was illusory, also made Duke can't help feeling surging.
At this time, Duke suddenly noticed that Indo Losa came over. This incredibly handsome, handsome alliance man with a charming beard and a square front face patted Duke's shoulder and smiled: "Spell support is up to you. I think with you, Stormwind will not be in the battle of spells Disadvantaged here. "
There you are ...
There you are ...
There you are ...
For some reason, Duke felt a warmth in his heart, even if he knew it was an illusion, even if he knew that this Lothar was fake, but Duke felt a sense of being needed and recognized.
"Okay! Leave it to me!"
Behind Duke, a young mage who looked like a high-level mage stepped forward and said to Duke, "Dear Master Mage *, the Stormwind Masters will fully follow your instructions. Wherever your spells go , The mage ’s blow must follow. "
Oh? This is similar to a bow and arrow shot?
Duke laughed.
After that, the Stormwind army could not laugh. Because they fell into absolute disadvantage in the spell confrontation. The tribal warrior team on the opposite side is constantly using [Meteor Fire Rain] to teach soldiers in Stormwind. Duke's mage, like a drunk, made a mess and didn't know what he was doing.
