Chapter 1811: The Pimple Disappears
At this time, the Bear Monster brothers first came out to support Duke: "If Duke Marcus is doing a good job in fighting evil, why should we mess with his rhythm and sabotage his ways? β
The Raven Goddess Avina had a strangely hoarse and deep voice that sounded quite magnetic: "The Raven Goddess Elune has said that the demons of the Burning Legion are endless. If we can't stay alive in one victory, then even if we win this time, we will inevitably lose in the next war. In fact, we almost lost the War of the Ancients. β
Avina spoke very skillfully, and did not directly say yes or no. But she points to the defeat on the frontal battlefield of the Battle of the Ancients.
Cenarius was a bit speechless.
Avina was right.
It wasn't for his father to protect him, so he didn't have to rush into the frontal battlefield to fight Akmund, resulting in his broken neck and defeat.
In fact, most of the six demigods have died or been severely wounded once. At the beginning of this resurrection, Ysera told them that the turmoil in Azeroth was only the beginning, and that the Legion would return.
At this time, Godlin bared his teeth: "Just because Duke accepts the half-human with my bloodline, I will support him!"
This time, Duke was a little surprised.
Unexpectedly, according to the 'plot', he accepted the old wolf king Jean, and he was able to brush Godring's favor?
This operation is a bit 666!
Tortoll: "I-no-will-see-"
That's abstention.
In other words, the turtle god in Duke's memory doesn't seem to talk like this, right?
Duke rubbed his eyebrows, he didn't bother to think too much.
Since he has been in this life, he has simply ruined the original work, and has made many historical events unrecognizable, and history doesn't recognize him anymore. originally resurrected the four demigods, and then organized a counterattack, but Duke directly led the team to step on the field.
Duke notes that Ysera, after resurrecting these demigods, did not impose a requirement for the demigods to obey his command, Duke Marcus.
Duke wondered a little: "Do you think I'll be able to handle them?"
Here, Cenarius finally realized that the situation was irreversible. He sighed suddenly, "Duke Marcus, do you think I'm greedy for power, or deliberately trying to hinder you?"
Duke was slightly stunned. Cenarius, no matter what life he is, doesn't seem to be such a guy. In the War of the Ancients, it was he who appeared to convince his father Malorn and the gods of the wilderness to form an interracial demigod group. However, in the war, the command was given to the Night Elves' Garrod* Shadowsong.
If Cenarius is greedy for power, it is undoubtedly excessive.
But what about this slightly hostile feeling?
Cenarius stepped over to Duke and spread his hands: "You know? Duke Marcus, I'm actually upset. β
"Uneasy?"
"Think about it, in the battle of the ancients, so many strong men, and countless mortals paid with their blood and lives to resist the Burning Legion desperately, but in the end, you are the only one who has achieved supreme prestige! We who are fighting on the frontal battlefield have become a cover for your actions. β
Duke raised his eyebrows, he was a little upset, but he hadn't spoken yet.
"That's right, as far as the results are concerned, you went behind enemy lines and overthrew the Burning Legion greatly. My mother agrees with your actions, but that doesn't mean I can accept that I and my father have somehow become the main force of the feint. My father died saving me. So, since that time, I've never liked you as the 'Great Hero of the Elder War'. β
Cenarius took a step forward, his massive body closing in on Duke.
Duke is completely right. As soon as his mind moved, a pillar of fire had risen under his feet, lifting him up, making him rise up, at eye level with Senarius, who was more than five meters tall.
Duke spoke slowly, with a compelling momentum in his voice that was not angry and arrogant: "Then what do you want? This is a team of strong people formed with the common goal of 'defeating the evil beings who are trying to destroy the world'. I trust my command and arrangement more than any other strong person, and my old partner and Ysera all recognize my command ability. That's right, I insisted on being in control of the team. Of course, I'm not going to force any being to force his life or do what he doesn't want to do. β
As soon as Duke raised [Etiyes], a portal suddenly opened next to it, and at the other end of the door, of course, was the lush Hyjal Mountain.
Duke said extremely coldly: "The door is over there, and those who don't agree with my command can leave and don't send it." β
After Duke finished speaking, Cenarius's originally somewhat domineering momentum suddenly disappeared. He hung his shoulders and sighed, "No." What I'm trying to say is that I'm going to respect everyone's opinions, and I have no intention of quitting the team. But at the same time, I have reservations about your philosophy, about your way of doing things. If the time comes when you need to sacrifice and feint, I hope you will tell us as soon as possible, instead of acting on your own. β
Duke understood what Cenarius meant, and he sighed: "A long time ago, I have always held the attitude of [seeking common ground while reserving differences] to form alliances and teams. With the goal of fighting evil, I can allow allies to have habits, philosophies, lifestyles, beliefs, and even forces from the evil side. β
Duke pointed to the roaring master behind him who had never said a word: "Even him, we had to be enemies of life and death at the beginning. β
"Believe it or not, I'll tell you anywayβGrom and I, at the request of the Spacetime Dragon Lord Nozdorm to return to the War of the Ancients, we accidentally went to the Burning Legion camp. In order to save himself, he pretended to take refuge in Sargeras and lurked in the enemy camp. At that time, we weren't even idle chess. β
Duke glanced at Tyrande, who was already blushing, "If it weren't for an accident, we wouldn't even have a chance to influence that great war. It wasn't until we ran into Tyrande that we got in touch with Elune, and then we had a follow-up. It wasn't until the last moment that we adapted to the opportunity and went from idle chess to main force. So it's not at all about sacrificing you as cannon fodder to attract the attention of the main force of the legion. β
Tyrande hurriedly said, pressing one hand to his chest: "I swear in the name of Elune, the goddess of the moon, it is true, if it weren't for my capture, the goddess wouldn't even know that a group of righteous people have entered the legion and mixed up to the top." β
With these words, the little pimple in the hearts of several wilderness demigods finally disappeared.