Chapter 650: Battle of the Opera House (Part 1)

"Uh, that stage…" Arriving here had been too easy, and Duke almost forgot the trickery behind the stage. Realizing, he immediately cautioned Vereesa, "Wait, I sense the presence of a powerful being behind the curtain."

Perhaps Duke's expression was too genuine, or perhaps his prestige was sufficiently high.

Almost the moment Duke spoke, Edwin VanCleef's face changed, as did the expressions of the Windrunner sisters.

If they were poor at detecting enemies, it would be their fault.

"I apologize, Grand Duke, I…" Edwin immediately apologized.

Duke waved his hand, "It's not your fault. You are not the master of Karazhan; you cannot understand its spatial structure. Behind that curtain is practically another world."

Even though Duke said this, everyone still put away their contempt.

Just now, the stage curtain and the nearest part of the auditorium were less than five meters apart. Because the spirit warriors were all around, everyone was quite relaxed, even the core of the entire team, Archbishop Benedictus, who should have been protected, was exposed in front of the stage.

If a couple of crossbow bolts were shot out from behind that curtain, it would be the collapse of the adventure team.

The only consolation was that this was Duke's semi-home court; at least there was a way to retreat.

After waiting a bit, Gavinrad and Tirion arrived.

"Did she agree?" Duke asked.

"Yes, Lady Jaina was thrown here by spatial turbulence, even she doesn't know the way back. If it's to fight against the evil demons, she is willing to become a guardian of Karazhan," Gavinrad answered seriously.

The atmosphere was good, but the big mouth passed down through the Bronzebeard family easily stepped on a certain paladin's tail.

"Tch! I thought she agreed to your proposal."

"Muradin, you bastard! I will duel you after we get out!" Gavinrad was furious.

"Duel then, duel! Who's afraid of whom!?" Muradin was also stubborn.

"Alright, how you fight after we get out is your business, now give me less trouble. Hmm, if you really want to duel, I will decide the dueling weapon," Duke suppressed the two jesters with a sentence.

At this time, Khadgar came back, "We cleared the actors who became ghosts in front, but we can't find the way. The strange spatial layer has sealed the original path. And we found a peculiar ghost."

"A peculiar ghost?" Vereesa's eyes lit up.

No, it should be said that all three Windrunner sisters' eyes were frighteningly bright. The sisters, who were inherently curious, found it hard to resist the temptation of new things.

Following the opera house's lower right passage, Duke and his team followed the only path to the backstage of the stage. At the end of the road, they saw a male ghost announcer dressed in formal wear. Unlike all other ghosts, his soul seemed to be in a completely different space from the adventure team. Whether it was touch or trying to attack with elemental power, it ended in vain.

However, everyone noticed that every once in a while, this peculiar ghost would ask, "Are you the new actors? Damn, I've already notified the master, the previous few plays were all messed up, we need new scripts, new opponents, new acts!"

"We are here to kill all you messy guys." Muradin answered very directly, without eliciting a response.

"The Light guides us here, we need to clear the evil inside." Benedictus spoke.

"…"

"How much tip do you need to open the door next to you?" Edwin tried to solve the problem in a rogue's way.

"…"

"Duke, don't expect us sisters to use any seduction!" Vereesa spoke.

Duke: "…"

Ghost: "…"

At this time, it was Sylvanas who stepped forward. She stylishly flicked her long golden hair, hand on hip, "Yes! We are the new actors, let's start the next act!"

Seeing the Banshee Queen's performance, Duke silently gave her a thumbs up.

Yes! Duke, who was very familiar with the Karazhan raid, knew very well that this was the key to solving the puzzle.

Hearing the Banshee Queen's words, this seemingly mentally unclear announcer suddenly perked up. He pulled at his own collar, and the already formal outerwear transformed into a luxurious black tailcoat in an instant.

"Please follow me!"

As his words fell, the door that had always been connected to the entire subspace, leading to the stage, silently opened.

Duke: "Follow, prepare for battle."

The ghost announcer's steps were elegant and steady. It could be imagined that he spent a lot of effort on etiquette training in his life.

Walking to the center of the nearly forty-meter-wide stage, he turned to face the now empty auditorium, devoid of an audience, and spoke loudly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to tonight's performance."

"Tonight, we will see a love that has been obstructed in every way."

"But, as everyone knows, not all love has a happy ending. Sometimes, love is as dangerous as thorns."

"Hearing is not as good as seeing. When two people who love each other meet tonight, what kind of tragedy will be staged? Let's wait and see. Now the performance begins--"

Duke, who had raided Karazhan countless times in the past and was almost sick of it, almost knew which boss it was just by listening to the opening remarks: Romeo and Juliet.

This stage would randomly have one of three plays. Each play corresponded to different bosses.

And the classic opera Romeo and Juliet was the easiest to deal with among the three plays. As long as the boss couple is killed within 5 seconds of each other, it would be considered passing.

At this time, the red curtain began to slowly rise.

Standing at the very front of the team, Muradin boldly slapped his single-handed hammer on his shield, making a loud clang.

"You all hide behind me and attack with ease, I, Muradin, will be your shield, protecting you all."

The outermost curtain rose, and when only a layer of transparent white gauze curtain remained, the light inside lit up, and a slender female figure appeared in everyone's field of vision.

She seemed to lament and reproach herself, raising her right hand gracefully, her open palm seemed to welcome snowflakes falling from the sky.

Juliet spoke, "Oh, what kind of devil is love, tormenting me like this? Oh! Romeo, my Romeo, where are you?"

Such classic lines, Muradin chewed the peony simply, "Dwarf love doesn't have so much nonsense."

Just as everyone was concentrating on listening to the next line or preparing for the next change, Muradin suddenly "puff!" turned into a cute little girl in a red dress after a puff of white smoke came out of him…