Algalon rolled his eyes. He didn't believe a word Duke said.
What if he objects?
Others are the butchers and he is the meat.
Duke can do whatever he wants to him now. And he has offended all the guardian dragons and guardians here since he came to Azeroth. Even if he screams his throat out, no one will come to save him.
Without saying anything, Algalon accepted his fate.
Below, Yrel was stunned. She murmured, "I suddenly understand why Edmund Duke is the leader of the Alliance..."
"Of course!" Ilucia and several other queens puffed out their chests with pride.
Duke can be the leader because he can lead the Alliance to victory after victory and because he can promote the progress of the entire alliance and even the world. But most importantly, Duke will always stand on the side of the Alliance, seek the greatest benefit for the Alliance, and move towards the best future.
This is the core reason why no one has challenged Duke's leadership over the years since he took over the power of the Alliance from the deceased King Terenas.
The outcome was decided, and Algalon could no longer pretend.
"Shrink down." With Duke's command, Algalon shrank to the size of a human. If he put on a wizard robe and a hood, no one would be able to tell from behind that he was not a human at all.
In the magic communication network, Tirion, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "Is it appropriate?"
It sounds nonsensical, but everyone knows what Tirion is asking.
Tirion has never been the head of a country. At best, he is now a general in name only. However, his special status means that his words cannot be ignored.
Duke pondered for a moment, and finally said tactfully in the communication channel dedicated to the leaders of the Alliance: "In fact, when I returned to the War of the Ancients, I infiltrated the Twisting Nether and found a large number of Pantheon relics there early on. I even found some footage of Sargeras breaking through the Pantheon. Unfortunately, the elemental interference there was very serious, and many laws did not apply. At that time, I could only use fel energy, so I couldn't record the footage."
When Duke said this, the entire magic network fell into dead silence, as if no one was listening at all.
After a long while, Tirion finally managed to say, "Are all the titans dead?"
"I can only say... it is very likely... yes! At least it is the destruction of the physical body. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the Burning Legion has been rampant in the universe for 25,000 years. But the titans are powerful and great. I believe that they are still hiding in a corner of the universe in the form of souls or some special state, waiting for the opportunity."
Duke's voice became passionate and clear at this point. "I believe that on the planet Azeroth, which has bred countless intelligent life forms, there is a decisive force or opportunity to change the fate of the war with the Burning Legion. Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why the Burning Legion has been so obsessed with Azeroth over the past ten thousand years. Even Sargeras did not hesitate to possess a body and sneak in here."
"I believe that our homeland is likely to become the battlefield for the final battle with the Burning Legion. Therefore, for the continuation of our race and the continuation of our civilization, we have a heavy burden on our shoulders and a long way to go."
"I am even more convinced that when the titans discover everything here, they will not hesitate to cross the vast interstellar space and rush to Azeroth to fight alongside us. Just like what we have been doing with the Wyrmrest Temple and the Watchers."
"So, please don't worry! Continue to fight for the future of Azeroth!"
"Good!" Tirion was the first to applaud.
Then came the cheers from Duke's harem, Magni, Varian, and all the leaders of the online alliances.
Before he could figure out what was happening to the mortals around him, Algalon couldn't understand why they suddenly became so excited.
"It's okay. I just announced to them that the Pantheon will still stand on the same side with us to fight against the Burning Legion." Duke said lightly.
Algalon was stunned at first, then nodded helplessly. He didn't know much about the war of Sargeras' rebellion. After Sargeras raised the banner of rebellion, he was sent to the depths of the distant universe to carry out orders.
As an observer, his task was extremely heavy. There were as many titan footprints as there were planets in the universe that could support life. If even one in ten thousand of them had problems, he would be busy. When he came to his senses, he was shocked to find that he had not received any contact from the Pantheon for a long time. It was purely the duty imprinted in his mind that drove him to continue his interstellar journeys.
"Is there anything else you want me to do?" Algalon asked with his head down.
"Come to think of it, it's true!" Duke's smile turned mysterious.
Soon, Duke brought the captive Algalon to the Stairs of Madness.
First, he was allowed to witness the death of Yogg-Saron's core biological tissue as a show of pride, and then he was "introduced" to the four guardians of Ulduar.
This scene was naturally extremely embarrassing, because the four guardians all knew that Algalon's first report was to impeach them for dereliction of duty and request the Pantheon to cleanse Azeroth and destroy them, the "wastes".
Thorim and Hodir, who had worse tempers, looked at Algalon as if he were their enemy. If it weren't for the Guardians' restraints prohibiting them from attacking observers, they would have probably beaten Algalon severely.
The four guardians of Archavon's Vault had a similar attitude.
Freya, who had a good temper, did not show a good look to Algalon. Only Mimiron's electronic eyes were flickering, and no one knew what this mechanical dwarf was thinking.
Fortunately, the point now is not for Algalon to reconnect with these guardians and watchers and become good friends again. It's these...
"What are these?" Duke took out a bunch of fragments of different sizes and shapes and put them in front of Algalon, asking a question that he already knew the answer to.
Some of these fragments look like yellow bronze pieces, while others look like fragments of broken cyan glass lamps. The only thing they have in common is the faint breath of life emanating from them.
"This should be a life-related artifact." Freya said with certainty.
Algalon's voice seemed a little dry: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be Valanar!"
"Val'anyr? That Val'anyr?" Algalon's answer evoked Freya's long-lost memories.