Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 387: Dream

Beware of Gul'dan?

Duke found Alonsus's warning incredible. If the history he knew was correct, Gul'dan was already obsessed with something more important.

When Gul'dan was originally on Draenor, he was a talented shaman. He was taught by Ner'zhul, the chieftain of the Shadowmoon Clan, who was recognized as the strongest shaman among many clans at that time. However, in order to gain more powerful power, he quickly abandoned his master and joined the commander of the Burning Legion, Kil'jaeden.

Now, the reason that made him dare to abandon the Horde and become a traitor is actually based on the same reason - power.

After Gul'dan learned that Sargeras was thrown into the Abyss by Duke, Anduin and Medivh, Gul'dan was so arrogant that he thought he could open the tomb of Sargeras, dig Sargeras out of the cemetery, and steal the power of a fallen Titan who had killed many creation Titans.

According to the course of history, when he and his clan opened the dungeon door of the Tomb of Sargeras rising from the bottom of the sea, Gul'dan found that only crazy demons were waiting for him. In the end, Gul'dan would pay the price for his greed and be torn to pieces by the crazy demons he released.

If at first Duke was still trembling with fear that Gul'dan would target him and give him a cursed look, glaring at him to death, now in Duke's eyes Gul'dan is just a little prince seeking death, and he can be removed from the list of threats.

Duke was wrong, terribly wrong.

After Alleria and Sylvanas went to battle first, Duke had nothing to do. It was not as easy for a large army to go out to battle as it was for a ranger. The rangers could march at any time with their bows and arrows. As experts in surviving in the wild, as long as there were forests, these rangers, who had a natural bonus in jungle warfare, would not starve to death.

Duke's army cannot do that.

Since leaving Hillsbrad and entering the Hinterlands, the Griffin Legion has traveled thousands of miles without a good rest. The damaged armor, the supply of medicine, and the treatment of the wounded are basically all paid for by Lordaeron. Moreover, when leaving the human settlement area and entering the mountains and forests, they also need to prepare a lot of dry food and other things.

Such things would naturally be done by Reginald, the future Grand Marshal.

Duke... Duke is sleeping.

Then Duke was shot.

Duke seldom dreams, but when he does, his dreams are often more real than most people's dreams. Other people's dreams are often fragmented, with all kinds of absurd images and no sound. Duke's dreams are different. Not only do they have sound and images, but they also have a complete plot...

Now, what Duke saw was the following magical scene:

This was a night sky that was completely different from that on Earth. The entire universe was like an extremely huge chaotic sphere, tightly covering Azeroth, and the field of vision was filled with almost empty black chaos.

The dark chaotic clouds kept rolling, and from time to time tall comets with green tails broke through the thick clouds and fell to the ground.

Dukemu stood on the charred land, staring at the night sky in confusion, at a loss.

Suddenly, a strange sound was heard in the sky. It was like a heavy bomber flying overhead, making a shrill whistling sound coming from far away.

As if being quickly pulled from the landscape film to the set of a war film by some mysterious force, the sound quickly turned into a sharp noise that shook the eardrums, making them about to burst, bleed, and cause deafness. fгeewebnovёl.com

Duke only saw a huge meteorite burning with pale green flames falling from the sky, entering from the left side of his field of vision, rushing out from the right side of his field of vision in an instant, and falling straight into the crystal forest.

"Fuck!" Duke only had time to utter a dissatisfied grunt before a violent turbulent flow of countless sharp fragments of stone rushed towards him and knocked Duke to the ground.

The roar of the meteorite falling to the ground continued, and the rising dust covered almost the entire field of vision. Duke raised his head and propped up his hands. When he climbed up from the ground in a mess, he felt a burning pain on his face.

I subconsciously touched it with my hand and felt the pain go deep into my lungs.

Shit! Such a deep cut, and so much blood, my face is disfigured.

A heavy sound of footsteps shook the earth, attracting Duke's full attention. A huge stone giant with green flames burning all over his body stood proudly less than two meters in front of Duke.

Duke looked up in bewilderment and saw the emotionless inorganic eyes on the other party's skull. To be precise, they were not a pair of eyes, but more like a gathering point of some kind of energy.

It was evil and emitted a cold light that was totally inconsistent with its high body temperature.

Not only the eyes, but all the places not covered by the skull had blazing green flames flowing out from within.

Hellfire

An extremely terrifying war machine. If ordinary humans without special abilities were to fight it, the result would be death. With a huge body over three stories high, just standing there would give people a sense of oppression.

"Bang bang bang!" There was another loud noise, and a circle of Hellfire surrounded Duke.

The overwhelming pressure, the intense heat that made the air so hot that one could hardly breathe just by being nearby, the invisible mental pressure, made Duke's face change drastically.

He didn't know where the hellfire came from, he only knew that his life was threatened.

"Human - kneel down! Kneel down before the Lord of the Burning Legion! Otherwise I will let your soul suffer forever in the burning flames of eternity."

Kneel down?

Lord of the Burning Legion?

Isn't that the Sargeras I defeated?

The trace of fear that Duke still had in his heart was suddenly wiped out by this line that sounded extremely funny to Duke.

"Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Your boss would kneel down when he met me. Just you?" Duke stood up proudly, with clear contempt in his eyes.

Yes! It is contempt!

That kind of contempt that higher beings have for lower ones!

A second later, Duke made his move.

No one knew how Duke did it. Very suddenly, two 40-meter-long golden ship-cutting swords appeared in Duke's hands.

"Ou la la la - eat my Meteor Explosion wow!" Duke shouted the name of the move that he didn't understand.

A light brighter than the flames flashed by.

Hundreds of hellfires exploded and disappeared like kicked-over building blocks.

Duke sneered: "Your so-called 'terror' can only scare ignorant dogs. Sorry, it won't work on me!"

In front of Duke, a shadow was slowly condensing into a shape, wriggling quietly, and soon turned into a guy Duke was familiar with - the Horde demigod warlock Gul'dan.

He hunched over with his crude mouth wide open, revealing a mouthful of smelly fangs.

"Huff! Edmund Duke, you are indeed an interesting human. Since I can't corrupt and control you mentally, don't blame me. Oh, strictly speaking, this was not done by me. I just activated a small backdoor that Sargeras left in your body."

The next moment, Duke woke up from his dream. He saw Gavinrad rushing into his room with a panic on his face, and Vanessa pulling out the dagger tied to her thigh.

Then, right in front of them, Duke slowly froze himself. His fingers froze, his breath turned to ice, and his hair began to turn gray...