Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 541: Ceremony

At three o'clock in the morning, Duke returned to his bedroom and looked out the window into the distance. Thick darkness filled Duke's entire vision.

The noise of the triumphal day still echoes in his ears, and Duke knows that new challenges will continue to come.

Now that he has become a part of Azeroth, he cannot ignore the challenges that come one after another.

That's right, before the Titans of the Pantheon really arrived in Azeroth and had a decisive battle with the Burning Legion, the world of Azeroth was like a damn defense game. No matter how many waves of enemies you defeated, new enemies would always arrive.

Persevere, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Give up, and that is the end of everything.

Looking back, the Windrunner sisters who were originally sleeping in each other's arms raised their eyebrows and opened their sleepy eyes.

Alleria: "Duke, are you done talking?"

Vereesa: "Go to sleep. You have done a good job today. Leave tomorrow's work to tomorrow."

After saying that, two soft and fragrant female bodies trembled and moved to a place of comfort. Duke smiled and lay down, hugging Vereesa on his left and Alleria on his right.

If there were no inevitable crises in the future, this would be a perfect life!

In his heart, Duke said to himself secretly: "Yes! The people I love, the people I cherish, and the world I love, this is what I am fighting for in Azeroth!"

Duke was very busy in the following days.

Whether it was coordinating post-war reconstruction with various countries, discussing with the dwarves how to transform various farm tools, or carrying out his railway plan.

The time is December 31st, 2 years after entering the Dark Portal.

The news Duke had been waiting for came.

Alexstrasza's magical transmission: "Alright. Malygos has finally had enough of his madness. He froze Neltharion's head, then took him to the place where the blue dragonflight was annihilated. He cried and laughed for a long time, and finally agreed to bring back the traitor's head."

Duke held his forehead and smiled bitterly.

Having his wife and all his children killed, and then not being able to take revenge for 10,000 years, I think anyone would go crazy.

How much sanity a guy like Malygos can regain is the result of the Dragonflight's worship of Buddha. But thinking of the crazy actions of this blue dragon king in the future, Duke couldn't help but sigh.

As for Malygos, Duke can only take what he can get.

"When will the Dragon Sleep Temple celebration be held?"

"You will come to Dragonblight at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, January 1st."

"Eh? In such a hurry?"

"The celebration has been prepared long ago. It's the dragons from the other three tribes who are waiting for that bastard Malygos!" The queen's teeth were chattering.

Yes! A group of dragons happily celebrated the killing of the traitor, breathing dragon breath and roasting beef in the snow, but the traitor's head never arrived. Although Nozdormu temporarily handed over Neltharion's body early, the head is the most valuable thing in most things.

The dragon head has a very sacred meaning.

Without the traitor's head, everything I say feels regretful, as if something is missing.

After waiting for a whole week, Malygos finally brought back the head of the rebellious black dragon king. It would be strange if the other three dragons were not sulking.

There's nothing we can do about it.

The four great dragon kings were all guardian dragons, and were equal in level. Unless one dragon did something too outrageous and was considered beyond redemption by the other dragons, they would just tolerate it for the sake of their fellow dragons.

"Okay! I'll be there on time tomorrow."

It was January 1, 3 years after the Dark Portal, and the kings of Lordaeron were still busy holding various meetings.

Post-war reconstruction, bilateral trade, multilateral trade, the redivision of territorial boundaries, the definition of maritime power...all kinds of troubles still trouble every king and even every lord below.

Originally in Stormwind, Duke was indispensable in these areas, but Duke had to ask Llane for leave first.

At half past eight, Duke's room was still busy.

Duke was the only one going to Wyrmrest Temple to attend the Dragonflight Celebration, but it looked as if all the top leaders of Stormwind were going to attend.

Llane and Anduin were chatting in the corner of the room.

Alleria, dressed in a green ranger outfit, crossed her arms in front of her belly, her palms supporting her elbows, and leaned against the wall, watching her sister and Ilucia fiddling with Duke's clothes.

Duke, who looked like he had lost all hope in life and had become a useless cat, made a cross shape. He looked extremely miserable and had to look straight ahead.

"Should we add a belt? The wizard robe is too fluttery." Vereesa held her chin and frowned.

"I think so too. Very spirited!" Ilucia nodded.

Duke bared his teeth. "No matter how nicely I dress, will the dragons appreciate it? You guys have been waking me up since seven o'clock. It's been an hour and a half, and you're still not done?"

"Whether they will appreciate it or not is another matter. The key is your attitude. I have never heard of the Dragon Sleep Temple inviting any human to enter in the past ten thousand years." Ilucia, who has always been weak, expressed her opinion unexpectedly.

Duke couldn't help but complain in his heart: Am I going to tell you that in the future the Dragonflight will seek support from strong men from all clans in the alliance because they can't withstand the siege of the Dragon Sleep Temple by a certain Dragonflight, making the place as lively as a vegetable market?

At this time, Alleria added: "No, I've seen Her Majesty Alexstrasza in human form. It fits her perfectly!"

Damn, as long as a woman has a good figure and good looks, and wears a bikini or something, any man will find her pleasing to the eye.

No matter how much people complain about him, Duke can only serve as his human clothes rack.

It was hard to finish all the trouble.

Duke set off amid a round of blessings.

Duke was frozen to death almost the moment he crossed the portal and arrived at the Dragonblight. The coldness of the Dragonblight in Northrend, the far northern continent, was completely different from the coldness in the northern part of Lordaeron.

It's like the winter in the south before the time travel and the winter in Siberia, can they be compared?

Duke felt like he was going to freeze to death.

"Whoosh!" A stream of heat rose from the Phoenix Flame magic circuit, and almost at the same time, a warm fire elemental shield covered the outside of the body. It was not too hot, but it could effectively resist the biting cold wind of Northrend.

Duke finally came to his senses. It was Krasus!

"Welcome, my old friend!" The tall Krasus came over and gave Duke a polite hug.

It turned out that the man and the dragon were just casual acquaintances, but after Duke rescued the red dragon queen and planned to kill Neltharion, they became friends.

"Your Majesty the Dragon Kings will be here in half an hour. Let me introduce you to the representatives of each flight."

"This is Lord Isarios, the ambasThandol of the Green Dragonflight." Krasus first introduced to Duke a male high elf with golden hair, green-themed armor, and dressed like a druid.

"Hello, I'm Duke." Duke shook hands with the lord.

For all dragons, humanoid forms are definitely not their true form. If they transform into humanoid forms to shake your hand, it is a great honor. Otherwise, you can only see the dragon's toes in dragon form. Not to mention Lord Isarius, who is also a top male dragon in the Green Dragonflight. His dragon back is three stories high.

"Hello, I'm Isarius. Sorry, Her Majesty Ysera asked me to tell you that the Emerald Dream has been eroded on a large scale. At most, she will send a divine mind to attend the ceremony. Once the problem is solved, she will thank you in person."

"I understand. Thank Her Majesty Ysera for her kindness for me."

Next.

"This is Kalecgos, the ambasThandol of the Blue Dragonflight." Under the guidance of Krasus, Duke easily saw Kalecgos who stood out from the crowd. He was a giant dragon with extremely abrupt dark blue hair, wearing human warrior clothes, and appearing in the appearance of a human male.

As a survivor of the betrayal by Deathwing 10,000 years ago, Kalecgos in human form has a handsome face full of heroism. It is hard to imagine the legendary deeds that happened to this guy in the original history:

Shot down by dwarves with muskets in the sky above Quel'Thalas.

He was controlled by a demon in the Sunwell and became the number one boss of the Sunwell. He was beaten over and over again by countless players and was almost exhausted.

During the Cataclysm, he was chased by black dragons and ran to the goblins of Azshara to seek refuge. He ended up finding an old blue dragon Azuregos who fell in love with the soul healer and killed the group of black dragons in one breath.

He was severely beaten by the Twilight Dragon, and the orange-staff girl who supported him died.

In the Battle of Theramore, it was shot down by the Horde airship... Deathwing destroyed the Horde airship in an instant.

...

What Duke accepted was that in the original history, such a creature actually became a guardian dragon. Of course, what made countless players most upset was that he would be the one to take over Jaina in the future...

If the level of coolness can determine the combat value, this guy's level of coolness is 5.

Yes! The scumbag in battle, that's him.

Seeing Duke's embarrassed look, Kalecgos was a little confused: "Hello, Sir Edmund. Are we... seeing a ghost?"

"No, no, it's our first meeting, and I'm just a little uncomfortable with blue hair." Duke wasn't lying.

In anime, some female characters have long, flowing lake blue hair, and I always think they are very beautiful, flowing and pretty. But what if you see a girl with blue hair in real life?

Sorry, this feels like seeing a tuft of moldy blue hair growing on a big bun, how weird it is. If Duke's sense of humour was not high enough, I'm afraid he would have burst out laughing by now.

To be fair, Kalecgos is a good-tempered guy, but his style is too low. He smiled and said, "I'm sorry that you are uncomfortable, but I have a feeling that we will meet again in the future."

Right! In terms of the relationship between the hero and the boss?

The third one...

Where is the third ambasThandol?

Following Krasus's hand, Duke could see nothing.

Krasus's facial muscles twitched and he pressed down with his left hand, which he had extended in introduction.

Uh, well, Duke finally saw it.

"This is Chromie, the bronze dragon ambasThandol."

Chromie, the bronze dragon ambasThandol, has white hair and two buns on her head, one on the left and one on the right. She appears as a female dwarf priest who is only as tall as Duke's waist. At first glance, Duke feels that she is like a girl who likes cute things.

Wow! So cute.

I really want to hold it and play with it.

This is not the little Lolita that those weird uncles think will get her "minimum three years, maximum life imprisonment" if she moves. This is a legal Lolita! And she is a dwarf Lolita!

Woohoo! I really want to pick her up and rub my face against her.

Chromie is a rare bronze dragon that is relatively friendly to humans. In history, there is no record of her taking action in public.

But since she can stand with epic dragons like Krasus, Kalecgos, and Isarios, she herself is not that weak.

"Hello! Sir Edmund! Hello! Sir Duke... Hello! Duke!"

"Uh, sorry, I got distracted."

Well, he was indeed distracted. When Duke heard the cute sound of Chromie's dwarf form, he really felt a trance.

"I always feel like you're thinking about something very rude." The little dwarf put his hands on his hips in dissatisfaction. This way... he's even cuter!

Can I pick you up and play with you for a while?

Duke didn't dare to say this. If she was beaten by Chromie for such a ridiculous reason, even Alexstrasza would not protect her.

"No, no, no, I was just thinking, if there's anything you need my help with, I hope you can just come to me in the future."

"Then could you please not be so active? The letters of complaint about you changing history are almost piling up to the top of my Dragon Cave."

"..."

Sorry, this is the only one...

After Krasus introduced the three ambasThandols, he finally got to the point.

"Oh, the three Your Majesties are here. Well, Duke, please--" Krasus extended his hand gracefully, and suddenly a huge rectangular flying carpet made entirely of fire elements appeared in front of Duke.

This is a really beautiful move!

The fire element always gives people the impression of being violent and unruly.

Unfortunately, in the hands of Krasus, the dragon magic master, it not only turned into a physical entity, but also turned into a flying carpet that was harmless to humans.

Duke's system AI confirmed this after an instant scan.

Okay, this forces me to give you 101 points. I'm not afraid of you becoming proud even if I give you one point more.

Duke also stepped forward majestically.

"Oh?" Kalecgos noticed that Duke stepped on the flying carpet only after he had clearly seen the wonder of it.

This is strange. You know, Duke is just a master Mage. How could he have such good eyesight?

Not to mention ordinary mortals, even a great wizard of the Archmage level would be terrified after seeing this move, but Duke...

Good eyesight!

What a courage!

What courage!

Kalecgos couldn't help but think highly of Duke.

Stepping onto the flying carpet, the one guest and four hosts flew at high speed along the flying carpet towards the Dragon Sleep Temple.

Under normal circumstances, the biting cold wind alone would be enough to freeze them. Under the power of Krasus's fire element, not only was the biting cold air driven aside, but even the cold wind that was blowing in their faces was dispersed. The warm wind was as comfortable and pleasant as a walk in the fields on an autumn day.

Wyrmrest Temple lies in the heart of Dragonblight.

This land covered with ice and snow is also the place where the souls of many dragons that have been seriously injured or seriously ill and cannot be cured, or those that have run out of lifespan and are dying, return to the earth.

Huge dragon skeletons can be seen everywhere exposed on the snow. If these extremely hard dragon bones flow into the human world, it will undoubtedly be a huge fortune and will attract the attention of countless powerful people.

However, here, it is just an inevitable embellishment in the dragon cemetery.

Getting closer!

Getting closer!

Even though he had been to Wyrmrest Temple more than once in the game, Duke was still shocked when he witnessed this unparalleled miracle with his own eyes.

To the left and right ends of the field of vision were flying snowflakes and endless wilderness of bones. In the middle, a huge deep scar divided the entire Dragon Bone Wilderness into two like a canyon.

Standing at the end of the Deep Scar is the Dragon Rest Temple.

When the golden temple with countless golden dome towers attached to the main tower, which was extremely huge even by the standards of the Dragonflight, appeared in Duke's sight, Duke's heart seemed to be hit hard by someone with a sledgehammer.

The Wyrmrest Temple in the game is always a data model that only exists in the virtual world.

When Duke was asked to describe the Dragon Sleep Temple as seen by his true eyes, he could only think of one word - miracle!

On the flying carpet, Duke and his party slowly approached the main gate of the Dragon Sleep Temple.

There is a row of dragon men standing on each side of the main gate.

Dragon people are a subspecies of dragons with skin of different colors. Except for standing in human form, there is no part of their body that resembles a human. They have a terrifying body shape that ordinary people would feel oppressed just by standing next to them - a height of nearly eight meters, nearly three stories high.

They held huge metal spears in one hand, holding huge hammers that humans could use as iron felts, and wearing heavy armor that even the strongest war horses could not carry. They stood majestically on both sides of the main gate.

Not only them, but there were also hundreds of young dragons that served as the guardians of the temple hovering in the air on both sides of the gate. Every hundred young dragons formed a row, with six rows on each side forming an inverted trapezoid.

However, even a dragon man as tall and burly as him, or a young dragon guardian as huge as a temple, would be as small as an ant in front of the huge arch that was so large that it easily exceeded the edge of Duke's vision.

Because of the width of the arch, the system AI determined that the number marked was "512 meters"!

The height is an unimaginable 1024 meters!

This was a truly huge gate that even the five guardian dragons could enter at the same time without feeling crowded!

Even by the standards of the Dragonflight, this is an absolute super gate.

If Duke wanted to walk, it would take at least an hour to climb the steps of the main entrance and enter the huge front door.

Duke's lungs were filled with cold air, not because of the weather, but because of the shock!

He didn't even have time to look at the reliefs on the roof and the huge pillars. Just looking at the roof of the Longmian Temple that seemed to cover the entire sky, even a time traveler like himself who claimed to have seen the world, would feel the urge to worship this miraculous building.

This is simply not something science can do!

From this, we can infer how amazing the power of the Creator Titan is!

"Ungorodismali..." A string of dragon language that sounded like a roll call echoed in the temple. With the help of the translator, Duke suddenly discovered that it was a giant dragon reciting his deeds.

From discovering the conspiracy of the Black Dragon King, to sneaking into the Emerald Dream alone to summon Ysera, to summoning the three guardian dragons, then resolutely charging into Grim Batol to save Alexstrasza, and finally discovering Neltharion again and setting an opportunity to ambush him, he finally helped the Dragonflight wipe out this traitor who had been at large for ten thousand years.

The dragon language was full of mystery and wonderful rhythm when it was recited. It sounded like an elegant poem with ups and downs, rather than a pale and straightforward narration.

Duke could clearly feel that the gazes from the dragon people and dragon guardians were clearly beginning to change.

I have doubts!

There is no belief!

I'm curious!

More of admiration!

The Dragonflight values ​​the use of force, but they also admire wisdom!

If the four dragon kings could break the shackles of the Demon Soul with their own strength, why couldn't I do it in the past ten thousand years?

If the four dragon kings could easily surround and kill the great traitor Neltharion, why did they let Neltharion escape last time?

Through that introduction, all the dragons began to understand that if there was any difference between the past and the present, it was because there was one more Edmund Duke!

These dragon people and dragon guardians could not help but stand in awe of Duke.

Entering the huge temple, I saw four-colored giant dragons surrounding the square in the middle of the temple in circles. Among them, there were ancient giant dragons with a body length of more than 50 meters.

However, no matter how big they are, how sharp their teeth are, or how hot their dragon breath is.

In this sacred ceremony of exterminating traitors, the only person who became the focus of every pupil of every dragon was Duke in the middle of the venue.

"You'd better endure the little test later." Krasus said suddenly without any reason.

Hold on?

What to hold on to?

"Roar!" First, a large number of red dragons opened their scarlet mouths with sharp teeth towards Duke, and let out waves of terrifying dragon roars like tsunamis.

Whenever a dragon roars, it will have dragon power. The fierce pressure from the creature at the top of the food chain made Duke's breathing difficult, as if two huge rocks were pressing down on his chest. Every time he inhaled, the rocks took the opportunity to squeeze inward, and every time he exhaled, he had to face the counterattack of a hundred kilograms of pressure.

"Roar!" The bronze dragon also roared.

This time, Duke felt as if the weight on his chest had become even heavier, the kind of oppressive feeling that was unbearable even with just a little more weight. However, the bronze dragon's roar seemed to pull all the weight you had borne in the past and future to the present at once.

The pressure, which seemed to be measured in tons, almost made Duke spit out blood.

Damn it!

What on earth are these giant lizards trying to do?

Duke almost subconsciously began to operate the magic circuit, injecting magic power into the muscles in his body, using magic power to fight against the increasingly strong pressure.

"Roar, roar, roar!" Suddenly, the blue dragons also roared.

That strange howling sound seemed to be destroying the magic circuit in Duke's body with maximum force. If it were a weaker wizard, his magic circuit would have been shattered in an instant, and his magic power would have gone out of control, causing his body to collapse and die.

Fortunately, Duke had the assistance of the system elves. Under the dual control of active and passive, Duke barely managed to tie with the pressure from Long Wei.

"Roar——" The green dragon, which had been silent all this time, also roared.

Different from the dragon power of other races, the roar of the green dragon is not so domineering. It does not have the momentum of a raging torrent that pushes down everything, but it has the delicacy of mercury pouring out of the ground and penetrating every pore.

The green dragon's roar was clearly eroding Duke's will!

Duke had a trance-like illusion. If his willpower was separated into two levels before, his was still his, and the System was still the system's. But now he felt that the overwhelming might of the four-colored dragon was like a hammer, constantly hitting the subway embryo. The hammer with willpower, while constantly hitting Duke's will, also led to the sublimation of Duke's spiritual realm.

And all that is needed for sublimation is an opportunity.

Duke is not a native of Azeroth. He did not experience a childhood in which he had to deal with wolves and murlocs even in the so-called most peaceful Elwynn Forest. He was just a college student who grew up in a big city. This lack of experience meant that he was destined to have a slightly poor psychological tolerance when facing danger and pressure in battle. For example, he was always easily affected by the warlock's Fear before.

Duke also has his advantages.

He is a time traveler who remembers the general trend.

The experience of being a player who looks at the overall situation as an outsider gives him a sense of superiority that the natives will never understand.

This kind of god-like overlooking mentality, as if standing at the top of the ecological chain, is his trump card.

Duke suddenly became angry—— ƒгeewёbnovel.com

What are these little dragons like?

snort!

I'm Duke!

I am Duke, who started from scratch and rose to become a hero in the alliance of Legends, and took the position of commander!

I killed hundreds of thousands of orcs, trapped so many chiefs, used Gul'dan to make a fortune, and also trapped Deathwing's Duke Neltharion to death!

I am Duke, who is determined to use Ragnaros the Fire Lord as a lighter and break and purify the Lich King's Frostmourne and use it as an air conditioner in the future!

The one and only Duke in the world!

You little dragons who are only worthy of serving as experience points actually dare to yell at me?

Then don't blame me for being rude.

system AI, come to me!

A seemingly ordinary snort had a different meaning in the ears of the Dragonflight.

It was obvious that the magic circuits in Duke's body were a little disordered, and the elements in the surrounding atmosphere suddenly shook as if they sensed Duke's aura.

In the blink of an eye, the elements in the sky appeared in four different colors and transformed into four magic swords visible to the naked eye, slashing in all directions like lightning.

At the same moment, a magical element containing some mysterious power suddenly flashed, like waves upon waves, rising to higher peaks on top of peaks, erupting with endless power!

"Ancient Dragon Might!?" When the four kinds of magic brilliance corresponding to the four-color dragonflights slashed down, these giant dragons, mainly young dragons, were instantly scared out of their wits.

They never expected that Duke, a mere human, could actually unleash such ferocity as that of an ancient dragon!

When the magical blade of light came slashing down, they had only one feeling - death.

"Oh!?" The three Dragon Kings at the top floor of the Longmian Temple showed surprised expressions at the same time.

If it were the dragon ambasThandols around Duke, they would be almost horrified.

"Swish—" Duke's counterattack magic blade was too fast. It was so fast that it almost flashed by, and the strange and mysterious power contained in it was gone in an instant.

However, in the eyes of these young dragons and dragon people, they saw a completely different scene - the light corresponding to their race's skin color slashed, and blood immediately gushed out of their necks. The dragon scales, dragon skin, and even the hardest dragon bones that could withstand most sharp weapons in the world were also cut in half.

Their heads shot up into the sky, their bodies collapsed to the ground, and the blood of the dragons stained this sacred dragon resting place...

I... am dead! ?

Countless dragon necks suddenly shrank, and countless dragon men retreated in astonishment, stroking their still intact necks.

Is that... an illusion?

Although the blade light created by this momentum only flashed for a moment, it was enough to scare every dragonborn to death. In an instant, a trembling wave appeared in the entire Dragon Sleeping Temple, which was the reflection of the dragons retreating one after another.

How could there be such a terrifying person, whose aura alone could make tens of thousands of dragon people and thousands of young dragons here feel like they were about to be killed?

Just recalling the feeling just now made them feel cold and weak all over! ?

Every dragon and every dragonkin wondered, "Is this Edmund Duke telling us that he can kill us if he wants to?"

At this time, looking at the exaggerated scene of all the dragons submitting, Krasus and the three ambasThandols beside Duke showed expressions of admiration.

"It's breathtaking!"

"congratulations."

"Congratulations."

"For humans, it's perfect."

Duke was a little confused: "Uh, I passed, right? Then...what is this?"

"This is something we have all experienced, but of course our results are not as perfect as yours. You will know after the ceremony is over." Krasus continued to whet Duke's appetite: "Okay, you can now go to the highest level to watch the ceremony."

Duke was speechless.

Of course he knew that the Dragon Sleep Temple was also divided into three floors, upper, middle and lower. He just didn't know that these big lizards were so cunning. They asked him to watch the ceremony but didn't tell him which floor to go to.

It was still the fiery red fire element flying carpet that lifted Duke and his party up, and they slowly flew out of the temple again, flying in a spiral towards the highest point of the temple.

Finally reaching the top floor, Duke saw three dragon kings in human form.

Alexstrasza was the first to come forward: "You did a good job just now!"

Malygos was a little dissatisfied: "This human boy has secretly learned the methods of the Dragon Soul."

Nozdormu said disdainfully: "So what?"

Duke smiled bitterly.

Yes! So what?

With the help of the platinum disc in his hand, which was the fragment of the Dragon Soul, he used the system to analyze part of the composition principle, and even analyzed the formula similar to dragon power. However, the power of the dragon roar simulated by magic was limited. After all, he was not a real guardian dragon. Without a real dragon soul, he naturally could not have the kind of real, terrifying power that would make all dragons bow down.

At best, the might he exuded was similar to that of a weaker ten-thousand-year-old dragon. It was fine for scaring scum, but it was completely ineffective against a dragon of Krasus's level.

The Red Dragon Queen puffed out her chest proudly: "No matter what, Duke, the human hero who saved me from the dark prison has proven his courage. He is worthy of standing here and watching the end of Neltharion."

Dead end?

Isn't Neltharion dead?

Just when Duke was a little confused, the remains of Naxxramas suddenly appeared in the void in the middle of the top floor of this temple, which looked like a garden pavilion, was completely open and supported by several huge stone pillars!