You want to drink my foot-washing water, oh no, do you want to be religious?

If you refuse to be religious, and you refuse to die, then it will be very difficult for me!

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Beside him, after seeing Duke coaxing a powerful brain-dead fan of the Burning Legion with coercion and temptation, the righteous and awe-inspiring hero Grom * Hell Roaring King, he silently said in his heart - Duke, you old man love it, I don't have an eye to see it, you have to call me again.

Raising his head slightly, he had nowhere to look at the gloomy and rainy sky--Ahhh

Over there, Savis, who was immersed in the temptation of power, did not notice the trap in Duke's words.

That's right, it's right to let you join the legion, but I didn't say whether the legion is the Burning Legion or the Cuckold Pirates? Anyway, sir, I'm now the big lord of the Zhengyin Burning Legion, and if you're not convinced, you can go to Mr. Sa to sue me! If you can see through my true identity, and prove that I have evil intentions......

As a result, of course, Savis believed in Duke's evil!

It's like saying the classic sentence to the other half in a cathedral full of yin and yang fish, in the blessing of 'Ami Tofu'.

Savis was pious and fanatical, and said affectionately: "I do!"

Grom, who was next to him, was suddenly glad that he hadn't drunk too much water for lunch, otherwise he would have burst out laughing on the spot.

He really couldn't understand that Mausavis chose to believe Duke's evil when he knew that it was extremely risky and could easily die.

There are more things that Grom wants to ask than the sky, and when translated into the words of some time-traveler, he wants to ask Savis - how brain-dead are you kid?

Actually, it's not Grom's fault.

As an orc, he could never understand the upper elves' thirst for power.

At the same time, it is impossible for him to know how many modern deceptions Duke has seen in the Earth Celestial Empire as a super time-traveler who has traveled twice.

This is actually a decoy for a psychological concept.

First of all, it is necessary to prescribe the right medicine and grasp the psychological needs of the target person -- do you want strength?

Then he repeatedly hinted at Savis with psychological cues, such as 'Your chances of winning the 20 million jackpot in the welfare lottery are definitely higher than the chances of you earning 20 million with your own hands'. After becoming the dawn of the sun, Savis, who has been anxious for an unknown number of centuries, is of course more impatient and more likely to lose his mind.

Then there is the result of the serial digging of the pit.

In Gong, Duke has the endorsement of Kilgardan, the boss of the Burning Legion, and in the quadruple capacity of the neighborhood committee Garmidi Police Department, the Canadian Federal Bureau of Investigation, and the Canadian Homeland Security Agency, he issued a certificate for Duke that "your grandfather is your grandfather", and beat Savis as a grandson from the beginning.

Privately, generally speaking, if any Burning Legion Lord forcibly descends on Azeroth, his combat power will be reduced by eight or ninety percent of the protective array of the planet Azeroth.

But Duke was originally a 'native' Azeroth!

When Nozdorm threw Duke back 10,000 years ago, how could he not know the back door he left behind?

So, Duke brought back almost all the power he had gained from the Twisted Void.

Duke, in the strongest form of the Dark Shepherd that no one had ever seen 10,000 years ago, was filled with evil energy and descended again, beating almost all mortal powerhouses at once, completely shocking Savis and the others.

In the end, Rao is Savis, who is cunning like a ghost, and has to jump into the fire pit!

Duke didn't raise his eyelids much, and said in a deep voice, "Sacrifice your soul to the Legion!"

With a flick of Duke's finger, an illusory soul balance appeared in front of Savis. It was a scale in the style of the Burning Legion, with a pedestal modeled after the demonic hand of the old man Kil'gardan, and then two ends of the scale, one end of which was naturally reserved for Savis, and above the other end was a glassware with a cloud of demonic energy that shimmered with yellow-green light.

Anyone can see at a glance that the purity and power of this evil energy is hundreds of times better than the pool of sesame paste in front of them!

That's the special!

Savveston realized that the more soul you give, the more loyal you are, the more power you can get.

Fair!

At first, he only planned to offer a two-tenth, which meant something.

But as the situation progressed, I felt embarrassed to take it out.

Now it seems that none of them are not decent at all!

Of course, fifty percent is impossible, and whoever cuts out fifty percent of his soul will no longer be him, just a walking corpse with a broken soul.

So no matter how reluctant and bitter he was, Savis still gritted his teeth and expressed his willingness to sacrifice forty percent of his soul to the empty end of the day.

"I-Savis! I am willing to sacrifice forty percent of my soul to the legion's emissary, Lord Infernal Affairs, in order to prove my loyalty to the Burning Legion!" As soon as he said this, Savis seemed to have lost all the strength of his body.

"Well said!" Duke smiled, and a dagger of extremely fierce souls with a demonic head as a sword suddenly appeared in the void, slowly slashing at Savis.

"Ahhhh

When did Duke learn to cut souls?

Please, this is a necessary self-cultivation for the Lord of the Burning Legion, right?

Want to mix in the Burning Legion, don't learn to capture people's souls, and be embarrassed to claim to be a lord?

Before Duke left, he made a lot of promises to get this 'essential skill for lords' from the Eredar Twins. Of course, after the analysis of the system elves, Duke secretly canceled the cattiness left by the twins.

Cutting souls is a technical job. It is very difficult to forcibly take the other person's soul out of the body, and it must be on the premise that your soul strength is far superior to that of the other party. And it's thankless, because forcibly cutting someone else's soul will also deplete the power of one's own soul.

However, it is different if the other party voluntarily gives it.

It's even easier than cutting butter with a knife!

As long as this soul is in Duke's hands, as long as Duke pinched it in the future, Savis will not collapse his soul and his soul will be destroyed, and his strength will be greatly damaged and he will become a waste.

Since Sarvis jumped into the pit, Duke naturally laughed at it. Using the newly learned method, after solidifying Savis's soul, he sealed it in a special soul container and put it away.

Duke smiled, "On behalf of Lord Sargeras, I will give you the power of Savis. ”

A flash of green evil light popped out from the tips of his fingers and flew to Savis's head, forming a green hat, oh, a crown, which was firmly placed on Savis's head.