Kiljadan is a big boss who has a lot of money and has no time to circle Duke. Anyway, Duke is a 'his own person', so he went straight to the point: "This time I'm going to give you a mission. Go to a planet called Azeroth and open a portal for the legion that can allow the entire legion to pass. As long as you complete it, you can not only bind your soul to the twisted void, but also pick one from my collection as your heirloom."

When Duke heard this, he was so happy that his heart almost flew out of his chest.

Damn, I finally made sure that Nozdom bastard didn't send him the wrong time. It was indeed the eve of the Ancient War ten thousand years ago, and if there were no errors in the calculation, I might have beaten the funny position of Manolos...

Even though he is happy, Duke shows another trait: "Ensure to complete the task! There is only one small problem under his subordinate..."

"You ask, I may not answer." Kiljadan showed enough arrogance.

"I want to ask, sir, if your reward is sent down the moment I open the portal." Duke rubbed his hands, his face full of enthusiasm, like the most greedy goblin.

This time, Duke's desire was not pretended.

According to normal history, it will only take at least ten years to get the chance to knock down Kiljaden and steal his mother!

Unexpectedly, he had the opportunity to get Dandan’s treasure in advance, so it would be strange if Duke was not moved.

This unconcealed greed made Kiljadan appreciate: "Haha! The Burning Legion never stings with rewards to the heroes. As long as the portal you open is large and stable enough, when the main force of the First Fleet of the Burning Legion enters Azeroth, what if I reward you with three treasures?"

"Then, is it a matter of one word?"

Kiljadan seemed to be satisfied with this reception. He waved his hand and raised a burning wind in the room. If the dark power surrounding Duke was slightly weaker, Duke was now a scorched corpse.

"You have my promise. Go down and rest first, you also need to adapt to the surge in your body. Tomorrow my adjutant will tell you the details."

Duke bowed deeply to Dandan, a boy from Sancai, and stepped down.

Almost the moment Duke retreated, the figure of Ereda Gemini appeared on two high platforms floating in the air.

"What do you think?" Kilgadan smiled slightly, and every breath twitched a huge amount of flames.

"Smart, sharp, ruthless, have vision and scheming. If he were from the Ereda clan, he would definitely be an excellent demon." Aures spoke first.

"One thing to note is that he is very greedy. I feel that he has an almost distorted persistence towards top-quality equipment. Grizz!" Queen Salolas let out a pleasant chuckle.

"Not only that, although he concealed it well, he never dared to face us sisters, but I'm sure he wanted to enslave our sisters!" Aureese chuckled even more.

"Haha! Hahaha!" Kilgardan laughed wildly. His laughter was so loud and terrifying that it actually shattered the decorations in the hall and the stone pillars hanging on the top of the hall, and dropped into the lava pool with crackling sounds, splashing high magma droplets.

Erida Gemini bowed at the same time, with a slight charming smile on her face.

"Those inferior races that have been destroyed at our hands call us demons! Since they are demons, what is wrong with greed? What is wrong with destruction? What is wrong with trying to occupy everything in the world? Remember that what is wrong will never be desire, the only mistake will be that you do not have enough strength to satisfy your desires! Hahahaha!"

Gemini's head was even lower.

They have confirmed that their masters have a good impression of the new lords from the inferior race of Infernal Affairs.

However, as a demon commander who is good at conspiracy, Kiljadan never hesitates to give generous rewards as long as you can fulfill his extremely harsh requirements...

Besides, how could the demon put all the eggs in one basket?

There, exit from the reception room.

Under the guidance of a succubus, Duke first rejected the invitation of the succubus girl to spend a wonderful night together, and then went back to the suite arranged for him.

In the sci-fi living room, he saw the anxious Grom Hellscream.

"Infernal Affairs...Master!" He, who knew it was acting but never a qualified actor, called that "Master" extremely obscure.

Duke replied proudly with a cold face: "Pippi Shrimp! I know you never accept me! I don't admit that I am your master! This doesn't matter. I will make you kneel down under my power one day with conscience! No matter what you want to ask, I don't have the time to answer you now I have received a mission from Lord Kilgardan, one of the highest commanders of the Burning Legion, to go to Azeroth. If you have any questions, go to Azeroth before talking about it."

After saying that, Duke flicked his sleeves and left domineeringly. He pressed his left hand on the spherical button beside the door, and the glass-shaped sphere emitted a green light. Then the bedroom door opened, and Duke walked in with great strides.

The gate closed, and Duke floated out in one sentence: "I'm going to rest, don't disturb me until the adjutant of Kilgardan comes."

The door seemed slow but it was closed quickly.

Grom, who was left with a thoughtful thought, seemed dazed in the middle of the hall, but in fact, he had already stirred up storms in his heart.

Let's talk about it when you return to Azeroth?

Is there anyone monitoring it here?

But doesn't this mean...Duke is fine?

He is fine!?

I was contaminated with such a little diluted demon blood and fell into madness. He absorbed such a huge amount of evil energy, but he still maintained himself?

Grom stood, stroking his left chest with his right hand, listening to his heartbeat, savoring the bitterness wrapped around his lips, suddenly raised his head forty-five degrees and stared at the twisted void outside the porthole.

His throat gusted: "It's so uncomfortable to be unable to repay kindness!"

Grom was no longer young, although in the eyes of his compatriots, he was a great hero whose name was engraved on the newly established Hero Monument in Orgrimmar, a living legend.

Only he himself felt that he had set an example incorrectly and encouraged everyone to drink the blood of the demon, but was not worthy of the word "big hero".

Looking back at the time when he was against Manolos, he survived under Duke's rescue. After that day, he had a mysterious feeling that he not only escaped from a curse that was doomed to be a tragedy, but also seemed to break the noose of fate.

That is a trance and vague perception of fate.
Chapter completed!