"This…this…this…"
Rhonin was a little incoherent, Krasus was extremely excited, and even Grom felt a little embarrassed.
Vanessa quietly took a step to the left and hid behind Duke, deliberately letting all the glory fall on Duke.
Only Duke, the one and only Duke in the world, accepted all this calmly in the eyes of Tyrande's surprise.
Duke subconsciously didn't think there was anything wrong with this. After all, in the game, he was the man who had killed the true god C'Thun and held the chicken leg staff Atiesh.
The habit that time travelers naturally develop makes them appear more courageous and imposing when facing big scenes.
This is a great gift from a true god and four demigods!
Tyrande covered her mouth in surprise.
Duke didn't know that because of his unintentional action, Elune and the four dragon kings looked up to him even more.
You know, if Duke was the kind of guy who simply relied on conspiracy and trickery to harm the Burning Legion, he would not deserve their sincere respect.
But if he is a true hero who dares to gamble his life and soul, fights for the world, is willing to defile himself and endure all kinds of humiliation, and finally drives away the enemy, that is another matter completely.
A person with such courage and spirit deserves everyone's worship no matter where he goes!
"Huh!" Elune admired Duke very much. After exhaling lightly, she asked in a very calm and equal tone: "I and other beings in the world of Azeroth are very curious about what happened in the twisting void. My child Tyrande will certainly not hide it from me. But we would rather know the process from your perspective."
"Hmm?" Duke tilted his head slightly.
"Let me be clear. I mean you to release part of your spiritual world, not just repeat it verbally. We have no intention of prying into your privacy, and we also know that this is very rude. In exchange, you can also put forward your request in advance, and we will try our best to meet your request."
Alexstrasza chimed in: "Please do not view this as a transaction. As a thank you for your help to Azeroth, we are prepared to give you a great gift. I emphasize that this is a friendly exchange. It is just that if you are willing to show us your memories, our gift will be more generous. If you agree, we can give the maximum we can."
As she finished speaking, the four Dragon Kings took out the thank-you gifts they had secretly prepared and placed them in their palms.
Every item is of inestimable value, including equipment and props. For example, the Red Dragon Queen directly pulls out a translucent virtual list for Duke to choose from.
"I agree," Duke replied, "but before that, I would like to change my request to you."
The moonlight humanoid incarnation of the goddess Elune made a 'please' gesture.
"Lord Alexstrasza, I want your blessing of life. Grant us five people the ability to recover our lives under our own will."
"Can."
"Lord Malygos, I want rubbings of all the original magical manuscripts for the five branches of magic: fire, frost, arcane, light, and darkness."
"Um."
"Lord Ysera, I want to construct the principles and techniques of dreams."
"no problem."
"Lord Nozdormu, I want one..." At this point, Duke suddenly switched to dragon language, and it was an even more ancient dragon language, which surprised everyone present.
Nozdormu nodded.
"Finally, it's Goddess Elune. I will make my request after my memories are presented." After saying that, Duke opened his mind and showed Elune and the four dragon kings in the spiritual realm what he saw and heard when he came to Azeroth ten thousand years ago.
However, Duke was extremely shrewd in layering his spiritual world, only showing the content they wanted to know on the outermost layer. All the parts involving privacy were dark and vague, without even any sound.
Tyrande, who was standing behind Duke, also entered the dream that Ysera specially created for her and watched this video. After seeing it, her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
If even the details of that absurd period were shown without reservation, it would be a shame play, coupled with the most cruel "public execution".
If all this were shown, Tyrande would probably just commit suicide...
Duke's demonstration also made several Azeroth bosses smile bitterly. They began to understand why Duke could deceive those great demons who were good at playing with people's hearts and prying into souls. Although he understood the content he wanted to know, he was completely leak-proof in other places!
In order to trick the Burning Legion, Elune sacrificed a high priest. Now it seems that, well, Elune still made a fortune in this matter. Of course, the temporary death of her husband Malorne is another matter.
In the dream space beyond Duke's perception, Elune, the four dragon kings, and the demigod Cenarius who had not yet returned in time were holding a small meeting.
"Is it credible?" Malygos asked impatiently. Among all the big guys, he suffered the most. He hated not only Neltharion, but also the Burning Legion. At this point in time, he was already paranoid and almost crazy. When he had time to go to his recently deceased wife Sindragosa and touched her resentment, he should have fallen into madness just like in history...
"Five billion demons... four hundred and fifty void lords... such an exaggerated record, I almost thought it was fake." Nozdormu smiled bitterly.
Duke's system elves are best at detecting the living, but are inferior to these gods and demigods in detecting spirits.
He didn't know that he had done such an exaggerated thing.
"Hehe! Can you sense Sargeras' unwilling will lingering outside the planet's space barrier?" Alexstrasza laughed.
"It's true!" Elune made the final decision, and the other demigods no longer had any objections.
After leaving the Dream Conference Room, Elune immediately announced the result. Not to mention the guys like Rhonin, even Duke was stunned after hearing the number.
"Uh, there are so many?"
Ysera, with her eyes closed, played a sound of a soul wandering in outer space. It was the roar of leader Sa: "Duke! You bastard! I won't let you go! Don't let me catch you..."
The boring threat that followed was cut off by Ysera.
Ysera smiled and said, "What do you think? Duke, do you need shelter? Azeroth welcomes you."
Elune breathed a sigh of relief: "With such a huge loss, the Burning Legion will not dare to come again for at least ten thousand years. Well done! Duke. Please tell me how you want me to reward you."