For an honest man like Malfurion, Duke felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Mar......" Tyrande raised his right hand, as if to hold it, as if to say something, and finally lowered his arm in despair.

In this life, she and the Fufeng brothers are childhood sweethearts, but fate makes her miss the two brothers.

Snuggled into Duke's arms: "Daw! ”

"Huh?"

"After discussing with me, the goddess Elune has publicly announced yesterday that Santis will become the next saint of the Elune Sisterhood. She has also blessed me and you throughout the Elune Sorority...... As long as you are promoted to the true god, I will turn to you. ”

"That's good, that's good!" Duke finally understood that he was in open love for Mautland, and that the elves would react like that.

By the way, did Elune sense something?

The cataclysm, of course, is a serious impact and damage to the old world, and the natural ecology of the entire planet has been severely hit. But staying the same means that everything has to go according to plan. Radical change, while bringing destruction, is often the same as the coming of great opportunity.

Elune, as one of the few true gods in this world, must have known something.

Is it the will of the planet that has finally opened the VIP channel for the Guardian's power to jump quickly?

Or is it some other chance?

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why Elune would poke out the agreement he had made with her a long time ago. After all, a high priest who fell in love would definitely weaken the divine radiance blessed on her, and it would not be conducive to Tyrande's continued rule over the Night Elves.

At this time, announcing Santis as a saint or something is a typical preparation for Santis to take over.

Duke shook his head, letting the puzzles leave his mind for a moment.

Elune is mysterious, and if she didn't go to him directly, it means that she won't say anything, and it's useless to look for her again.

Duke simply focused on the battle.

Seriously, it was really a small fight in the early stage.

Because of the instability of the space, all that can be rushed out are the lowest-level fire elements. How low-level is it?

Well, it's the kind that the Earth Mage Ice Arrow biu, biu, and biu can solve.

Elemental creatures are best dealt with with elementals.

The fire element has no real entity, and all the elven sentinels and archers can only stare dryly.

Of course, Duke won't let them fight back, almost every elf is equipped with enchanted arrows and enchanted weapons produced by Dalaran, what kind of [cold weapons] or something.

These weapons, which use the frost element to kill fire elemental creatures, can certainly give mortals a chance to kill elemental creatures, but enchantment is really expensive.

The [Cold Weapon] enchantment with a bit of a slowing effect will cost about 50 gold, and this is the real world, and the effect of the enchantment will not be set in stone. It's too ruthless, the frost element consumed on it is faster than the frost element absorbed by the enchanted miniature magic array, and the enchantment may break.

Therefore, the first round of fighting against the fire element invasion has become the task of the Fa Master.

No, it should be said that it is a paradise for low-level mages.

After more than a decade of Duke's emphasis on mage education, coupled with the fact that the magic network has greatly reduced the difficulty of magic apprentices to become full-fledged mages, the alliance's mage talent pool is already considerable.

It's a pity that there aren't too many opportunities for the mages to practice.

Stay in Dalaran, where are there so many live targets?

Most of the monsters in the wild are scattered, and sometimes they can't find a suitable object when they break their legs. Either it's too strong or too strong to beat.

How could it be like now, come out with the weakest scum of the fire elemental?

Converted into a game, this is a batch of fire elements from level 10 to level 20.

The Dharma masters of Dalaran have come to the spirit.

"Where's the Earth Mage!Gather all the Earth Mages to practice!The Sky Mage is waiting on the spot!The Morning Star Mage is ready to help!" Kael'thas ordered.

As a result, 20,000 earth mages, and even high-level magic apprentices, rushed to the various defenses of Mount Hyjal to help the Night Elves defend against the invasion of the fire element.

"Don't worry about the magic power!As long as you can sense the magic net and sign a treaty, the frost element will definitely be enough!You look at your mental power!If you get a little dizzy when you arrive, stop immediately!" The instructor instructed his students one by one.

From west to east, on a nearly 100-kilometer front, the sound of ice arrows shooting "biu, biu, biu!" can be heard everywhere.

"Prediction! Prediction is not moving! Fire elemental creatures are not standing still waiting for you to hit the target. You have to anticipate the speed and direction of its travel, and leave an amount of advance for the attack!"

"Hell, if there were no magic nets, you wouldn't have a chance to become official mages!"

"You're the worst class I've ever taught!"

Where had the old and old-fashioned Night Elves seen such a powerful large-scale combat exercise? At the end of the day, even the Cenarion Council couldn't sit still.

Malfurion's large pen: In view of the fact that the new generation of druids is addicted to spiritual cultivation, their actual combat ability is too poor. All low-level druids were pulled to the actual combat drill.

As a result, there were scenes of low-level druids playing [Starfire] and [Moonfire] on various positions.

The convergence of spaces continues.

When the fire elemental rushing out of the Land of Flames began to appear at the middle level, Duke directly added the Sky Mage.

Low tier against low tier, medium tier against mid tier.

Practice! Keep practicing! Give me practice even if someone dies once in a while!

If you don't practice today, you will have to spend a lot of human lives in the future. It is very likely that nine deaths will take a lifetime, or even one out of a hundred, to practice a high-level mage.

At the time of the Alliance's great training, the tribe was also launching an offensive against the Great Rift Valley [Twilight Fortress].

Frankly, the situation is not optimistic.

The tribe is also seriously biased, almost all of them are kitchen knife teams, not to mention the Faye, and there are not even many long-range.

Faced with the army of Twilight dragons who were constantly playing dive bombing, or squirting dragon's breath, the tribe couldn't do anything good.

In addition to relying on the spear throwing of trolls and the shooting of troll hunter professionals, the more reliable ones are the goblin artillery.

A certain rusty water chaebol trade prince really made a bloody investment this time, pulling out hundreds of goblin cannons. It's not a high-end product, it's a black powder artillery that has been abandoned by the Alliance.

God is still breech-style.

For any officer of the alliance, he will probably have to laugh when he sees it.

Breech artillery plus grapeshot is the most effective anti-aircraft firepower.

In fact, it has some effect on the underage Twilight Dragon. Most of the truly adult Twilight dragons were transferred away by Nesario, which saved the horde from embarrassment.

Every time a baby Twilight Dragon was struck by grape bullets, the horde crowd erupted in cheers.

The young dragon that fell to the ground, of course, there will be a group of muscular men running to be dragon slaying warriors.

It's just that in addition to the brainless roar, several tribal bigwigs are sighing behind their backs.

"Does Duke Ken help?" Kane asked.

Woking was dejected: "He replied, just four words - 'It's my business'!"

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