Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 426: Dichlorvos

I am working hard for the entire alliance, coordinating so many kingdoms day and night.

I am in charge of fighting, logistics, diplomacy, and coordination.

Your hometown, Lordaeron, was almost raided, so I had to lead people to rescue you.

Now, we have finally turned from defense to offense and see some hope of winning the battle.

I'm not dead yet!

Damn, you are already touching my people! ?

Terenas Menethil! Damn you!

Duke's teeth were clenched, his chest heaving violently, his arms trembling from the excessive force, and his fingernails dug deeply into his palms.

There is a very famous saying in World of Warcraft: "I am not afraid of god-like bosses, but I am afraid of teammates who are like pigs."

But there is another type of person who is even more infuriating and disgusting than a stupid teammate - that is a traitor!

right!

In Duke's eyes, Terenas isn't the real hero!

Traitor!

A fake Madonna.

Duke couldn't stop King Aiden Perenolde from committing suicide. But he had already expressed his determination to protect the Barov family. Now, even before he received the confirmed news of Duke's death, Terenas had already treated Duke as a dead man, started to seize power, and started to pave the way for the "rise" of Lordaeron.

Duke really wanted to open the portal and go back immediately. He said to Terenas, "Ah! The sun is so bright tonight! What? You ask me why there is a sun at night? It's very simple! Because Terenas, you bastard are blind. You can't see the situation, you can't see the future, but you sit on the highest seat in vain! You rubbish! Your heart is as black as the darkest night!"

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Duke suddenly ran out of the cave and laughed wildly on the mountainside.

His laughter drifted far away with the strong wind!

Originally Duke was thinking that since he was familiar with the course of history, he should stop Terenas' beloved son, His Highness Arthas, from killing his father.

Now for some reason, Duke suddenly wanted to see the scene of Arthas killing his father.

The old beast's stunned and horrified expression must have been great!

"Huff, huff, huff! It seems like you really want me to die. But - I don't want to!" Duke's eyes suddenly became firm.

The fierce gaze was like a knife or a sword! Like a raging wave!

However, just when Duke's thoughts were extremely confused, he suddenly received new news from Krasus.

"Sorry, it all failed."

Duke was extremely certain that Krasus, who had the best magical talent among the Dragonflight, had sensed Deathwing's eavesdropping, and therefore gave such a nonsensical magic message that only Duke could understand.

Duke suddenly became horrified.

What the hell is going on? Didn't Krasus convince the other three guardian dragons in history? How come they all failed?

It's really weird!

I got the most important Deathwing Amulet, and now you tell me that the three most important helpers are not coming? What am I going to do?

At this moment, Duke felt like crying.

That's right, men don't shed tears easily.

But now I feel so sad that I want to cry.

"Is this what you call despair? No! Absolutely not! I, Duke, am a man who wants to become the God of Magic in Azeroth! If that loser Krasus can't handle the three guardian dragons, then I'll go there myself."

Although he said he was going on a trip, Duke actually had no time to go to the snowy land of another continent to look for Malygos, the king of blue dragons, nor did he have the time to go to the Caverns of Time in the desert to dig out Nozdormu, the Lord of Time.

Duke's only chance is the green dragon queen Ysera who is hiding in the Emerald Dream.

Ysera, the Emerald Dream she guards is the reflection of Azeroth in the dream. Everything that happens in the Emerald Dream and in reality will affect each other.

In theory, it's easy to find Ysera, all you have to do is dream and contact her in your dream.

In actual practice, if you don't have an extraordinary dream constructed with extremely powerful mental power, you can't attract Ysera's attention.

Duke hid back in the cave, in a recess not far from the cave entrance, and sealed his body with ice to ensure that the changes in his life force would not be detected by Deathwing in the first place. After instructing the system AI to maintain monitoring of Deathwing's amulet, Duke took out a bottle of potion from the storage space.

It comes in a black bottle.

He put a special label on it and placed it in the designated place, and he found it quickly.

This thing is called Death Dream. Even in the laboratory of Karazhan, it was considered a taboo by Medivh, and the most stringent protection was made, and it was labeled as the most dangerous.

Just three drops of this venom on the tip of the arrow killed Manta, the Lord of the Abyss.

Just three drops were enough to kill a being that was ten times the size and strength of a dragon.

Just like Deathwing, almost everyone once thought that Manta was absolutely invincible.

Now Duke is going to take some Dream of Death. He wants to take advantage of its strongest hallucinogenic effect.

"The deepest sleep, the deepest dream..." Duke said to himself as he opened the bottle: "If I can do this, then Ysera should be there... No, she must be there."

"But if the amount is too much, I will be the one who dies."

"Most people only have one chance, but am I an ordinary person?" Duke said self-deprecatingly.

Right!

Duke was not afraid of death.

But he is afraid of decay or destruction at the soul level.

The curse that Sargeras cast before he knelt was of this level.

Rather than waiting for a slow death countdown like a boiling frog in warm water, Duke would rather give him a chance.

How many chances do we have to fight in our life?

He took out a cup and a small bottle of pure water from the storage space. Then he poured enough water into the cup to drink in one gulp, and then opened the small black bottle. He carefully lifted the opened black bottle above the cup.

Three drops of poison killed Manta in seconds. How many drops did Duke need?

The deepest sleep and eternal death...the gap between their essences is far smaller than most people imagine.

Duke tilted his hand and poured out the smallest drop of poison he could. He watched it fall silently into the glass of water. Duke replaced the cap on the vial and picked up the glass.

"Damn, it would be nice if there was a big spring bed." Duke added, "Well, it would be even better if there were two big-breasted elf girls to accompany me on both sides."

Duke smiled coolly and said to himself: "Come on! Let's drink this glass of Dichlorvos!"

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.