Chapter 459: The Nightmare Curse

Duke suddenly remembered what was happening.

He had always thought that as long as he didn't confront him directly, Gul'dan, the super boss, wouldn't notice him. In reality, Duke was being naive. He wasn't some unknown soldier; he had risen to the rank of Deputy Marshal of the Alliance and had many impressive battle achievements. Gul'dan couldn't possibly be unaware of his name.

Duke knew that Gul'dan had once used dream manipulation, attempting to steal Medivh's power and knowledge in dreams. It was during this time that Medivh was stabbed by Duke. Gul'dan, who was in a psychic link, was affected by this, fell into a coma, and the Shadow Council was raided by Orgrim Doomhammer.

But people are like this, always harboring some hope against hope.

Now, Duke was paying a heavy price for this hope.

A curse!

Yes, it was the 'gift' left by Sargeras before he was cast into the abyss.

At that time, the curse was divided into three parts. The largest part was borne by Elan, who was completely annihilated. About a third was borne by Anduin Lothar. Duke was hit with less than a tenth.

The effect of the curse was indeed shared, but Duke forgot that he was the primary target of the curse.

The curse had never been lifted, it just seemed ineffective because no more power was injected to continue it.

Duke never expected that Gul'dan would trigger this thing during a dream, and give him a big pitfall...

At this moment, on the ship, Gul'dan opened his eyes.

"What an interesting little guy, is he really only sixteen? He actually resisted my psychic intimidation."

The two-headed ogre mage hero, Cho'gall, rubbed his two foreheads simultaneously: "Apart from Medivh, there are humans who can resist your psychic attack?"

Gul'dan stroked his short beard: "No, I've never acted against this Duke before, not because I can't, but because I didn't feel like it. In my view, to corrupt this kid's spirit and control him, it would just take some time. Of course, I could destroy his soul early, but that might benefit Orgrim Doomhammer."

Cho'gall was puzzled: "Then why act against him now?"

Gul'dan seemed furious: "The foolish Alliance actually let Orgrim Doomhammer's main force escape! If I don't control Duke and use the Alliance to weaken the Horde, Orgrim Doomhammer might catch up and disrupt my plans. I have two clans of people here, we can't move quickly. It's a pity that the control failed, otherwise I would have plenty of time to explore the Tomb of Sargeras."

In fact, Duke also realized that Gul'dan probably wanted to simply and violently intimidate him, then control his soul, manipulate him into a puppet. Having a Deputy Marshal of the Alliance as a puppet, whether for the assassination of Orgrim Doomhammer or for Gul'dan's future rule of the world, would be very convenient.

But Gul'dan didn't expect that Duke would resist his soul pressure. In fact, when breaking his created nightmare realm, Gul'dan even suffered a slight soul injury. Otherwise, how could Gul'dan be so angry that he directly triggered the curse to kill Duke?

No matter what, Duke was in a bad way.

Even though he had been very careful to exercise his body after coming to this world, now a curse was triggered, making Duke immediately weak.

No!

Duke was shouting in his heart, his mouth could no longer make a sound.

This was not the ending he expected!

Through a series of struggles, his career had been on track, stepping into the high ranks of the Alliance. After experiencing the brutal Second War of the Dark Portal, his influence in the Alliance would reach its peak.

Practicing divine skills, making his name known in heaven and hell, marrying a rich and beautiful woman, reaching the pinnacle of life, this was the ending a successful transmigrator should have!

But what was happening now? That curse was starting to absorb his life force again!?

No, I can't die here.

Duke tried to use his magic, like activating [Ice Barrier], using absolute ice elements to drive away all negative effects.

However, his once reliable instant magic could not be activated.

Not only that, he also couldn't contact the system spirit.

Duke's attempts to make any possible movements also failed.

His whole body was paralyzed, only his eyes could move. This was true for both his physical body and his soul.

He vaguely knew that this was the soul shock Gul'dan gave him before disconnecting the dream contact.

Now, Duke's mind was becoming increasingly blank, he could only stand there watching Vanessa rush towards him in shock, and Gavinrad reaching out his big hand to touch his face.

The first touch brought him the first sensation since he entered the paralyzed state. Gavinrad's hand was full of the Light, but the touched area felt like it was being burned by fire, causing severe pain.

It hurt so much that his brain seemed to be melting. In his daze, Duke felt a deep wound appearing on his face.

"[Exorcism]!" Gavinrad shouted thunderously.

Duke seemed to wake up, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face and found that there was no wound there.

"Do you hear me? Duke! Don't move, and fully accept my [Holy Light]." Gavinrad turned his head and saw Illyria rushing out from the next room, shouting, "Notify Uther immediately! Better call Antonidas too!"

Duke opened his heart, allowing a massive amount of Light to flood into his body, into his soul.

"Inhale."

"Exhale!"

"Inhale."

Inhale, exhale, inhale again, exhale again.

The beating of the heart, the breathing of the lungs, these were absolutely ordinary things for a living person. For Duke, however, they became actions that he had to command his body to do with his own will. And each action was accompanied by pain.

Beads of sweat the size of soybeans emerged from Duke's forehead and every pore of his body, rolling down. Vanessa, who was serving by his side, couldn't wipe them off even with her agile hands.

The smart Illyria was the first to notify Antonidas, the top human mage, who quickly arrived and directly brought Uther through a portal.

Fortunately, Duke had hired Gavinrad as a bodyguard, and the key figures of the Alliance were available, so Duke's condition was quickly stabilized.

After a consultation with several big shots excluding Alonsus, a chilling conclusion was reached: if left unchecked, Duke would lose his life force within a month and die of exhaustion.