The Grand Duke of fresh blood sat at the very front of a long table in the hall. This was a seat of power. Usually, his minions would line up on both sides of the long table when dining.

However, today was a little different. The Grand Duke of Fresh Blood’s minions stood behind him, while his youngest daughter, Pester, stood beside him.

“Is this the Holy Spirit you guys are playing?”

Under Pester’s guidance, the blood archduke logged into the official website of Warcraft. After spending 15 gold coins to buy a deluxe version, he downloaded the whole game in less than ten minutes.

“The Holy Spirit is an extension of the game mode of Warcraft. Father, you have to click here, then press the match and you can play,”Pester said.

“Let me explore it myself.”

The Grand Duke of blood looked at the interface presented by the magic net before him. The interface exuded an aura forged by iron and blood. Even the sound of gears turning could be heard when the button was pressed.

At this moment, the Grand Duke of blood admitted… that he had still underestimated Joshua.

Since the appearance of the magic net, the curiosity and curiosity of the Grand Duke of blood had risen to an extreme. This virtual world that was completely composed of inscriptions… was something he had never seen in his long life.

He spent an entire month immersed in the magic net. From the virtual keyboard where he could not even remember where the keys were, until now, he could smoothly record an entire article with the virtual keyboard.

During this period, he spent a lot of time to absorb the new knowledge of the magic net. Whether it was the songs on the Magic Net Music or the newly released movie at the Nolan movie theater, the blood archduke could now enjoy it as a feast.

Only games, the pixel games in the game section of the Spellcaster Forum, were hard for the Grand Duke of fresh blood to swallow.

His rare arrogance played a role in the game. He stubbornly believed that games should be played by children.

However, the Grand Duke of fresh blood quietly listened to the intense and passionate music that echoed in his ears, giving people an atmosphere of being in a battlefield, all of this made it really difficult for the Grand Duke of fresh blood to attribute it to the ‘boring games played by children’.

He clicked on the interface of the Holy Spirit in front of him and began to match. He waited for less than three minutes before entering the screen of the hero selection.

“Twenty-five heroes?”

The Grand Duke of fresh blood waved the primary crystal mouse and selected the head portrait of the first hero.

When the Grand Duke of fresh blood saw this name and a man holding a greatsword appear in the middle of the magic net’s screen, his dried-up tear ducts suddenly became moist.

“Father, the characters in this are all heroes from the past of the various races in the world,”pesto immediately explained.

“Past… Heroes?”

The blood archduke clicked on these portraits one by one. There were many names on them that the blood archduke was very familiar with. Although their appearances had long changed in the game, some of their features were still preserved.

“Father?”

Pesto noticed the blood archduke’s abnormal expression.

“I wonder if I can become one of them one day.”

The blood archduke said in a self-deprecating manner, and then directly chose the watchman, Samuel Arnold.

“Let’s fight together again, old friend,”the blood archduke muttered to himself.

At this moment, his evaluation of the game of the Holy Spirit was no less than Tyreen’s song and the movie “The Devil is not too cold.”.

If he met Joshua again, he would have to apologize to him properly.

However, this thought disappeared in about ten minutes after the battle.

Five minutes ago, the blood archduke felt touched like he had never felt in hundreds of years. However, five minutes later, the blood archduke felt… a fury that he had never felt in hundreds of years!

“Father! You shouldn’t have bought so many potions in the beginning!”

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“Your Grace, your initial equipment has no way to defeat the ancient-level wild monsters.”

“Wait, the enemy seems to have come around from the wild zone!”

The blood archduke listened to the reminders of his own minions behind him and had the illusion that he was a toddler who had just learned how to walk.

The image of dignity that he had built in the hearts of his minions in the past had completely collapsed in this holy spirit battlefield.

That Guardian, Samuel Arnold, had already been killed seven times by the enemy!

“Your grace, it’s normal to play for the first time. Maybe the next round will be better.”

The minions at the back carefully comforted the blood duke who was on the verge of exploding.

“This doesn’t make sense.”

After the watchman under the control of the blood duke was killed by the enemy for the eighth time, the blood duke could no longer hold back his dissatisfaction.

“With Samuel’s strength, it’s easy for him to defeat a small assassin. He doesn’t even need to draw his sword!”

Not only was the blood archduke familiar with the hero he controlled, but the hero who killed him, the Blood Archduke, had also fought with him in the real world.

Although the so-called sword-folding Gamel was a famous assassin in the history of mankind, the blood archduke was not the only one who was familiar with the so-called sword-folding gamel.

However, when the blood archduke had fought with this guy before, the blood archduke had only chanted a spell to capture him.

“The Grand Duke’s equipment is much stronger than yours. It’s very normal for him to have this kind of damage.”

A brave minion comforted the furious Grand Duke.

The minion behind the Grand Duke began to think of ways to calm their master’s emotions. However, a message suddenly popped up in the chat window, making all the minion regret not finding a reason to leave early.

‘The Guardian on the road is so weak. Does he know how to play?’

The sender of the message was called the wall of Orson Castle.

The blood archduke saw this message in an instant. He was usually known as the most amiable Duke in the demon world, but at this moment, his anger could no longer be controlled, like a flood, it directly turned into letters on the keyboard and poured out.

‘The strength of this great guardian is not something you can question! Kid!’

‘what kind of strength can a zero kill eight kill record have… Why am I matched with a newbie again? What bad luck.’

When the Grand Duke of fresh blood saw this piece of news, he slammed his hands on the stone table in front of him. A large number of cracks appeared on the surface of the stone table, extending all the way out.

Standing beside him, pesette felt the raging anger of the Grand Duke of fresh blood. She also took a step back slightly. This was the first time in pesette’s memory that she had seen her father so angry.

Scarlet magic power surged in the hands of the Grand Duke of fresh blood. This magic power was enough to kill hundreds of weak humans. However, at this moment, he could only put his hands on the virtual keyboard and Type A string of letters to refute the other party.

‘take back what you said earlier!’

‘you’re still not convinced after playing so weakly? Come out for a duel later?’

Duel?

At this moment, the blood archduke suddenly stood up from his seat.

A mere human, he could crush the other party’s heart into pieces with just a clench of his hand.

“Pesto, go and inform the guards, I’m going to the Human World!”

The blood archduke wanted him to understand what kind of person he had provoked.

“Father, he has invited you to a duel on the Holy Spirit!”Pester immediately reminded the blood archduke loudly.