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.