Stormwind God

"Ms. Jin Jian did her best." Amazingly, Duke calmed Jaina, who seemed to be about to explode.

Jaina was silent, but the tears of torrents were flowing like a dam collapsed.

Gina Jinjian continued: "Archmund seemed to be venting. After destroying every living creature in the horizon, it sank again to the bottom of the sea, either west or south. Wait for me to wake When I came, it was the Second Fleet of the First Fleet who saved me. "

Next, I changed another narrative of General Kul Tiras.

Somehow, Kulturas was also attacked. But this time it was not the Scourge, but tens of thousands of powerful Naga. Different from Duke's Naga, the colors of these naga are black and black.

"Their pupils are **** red like the violent orcs. The survivors seem to hear that Naga's leader is called Wa Whatqi?"

"Vasque !?" Duke burst out!

"You know?" Jaina grabbed Duke's sleeve almost instantly.

Duke smiled bitterly: "That is a more powerful Naga clan in the depths of the endless sea. The Ragescale clan or anything under my control is not even comparable to the patrol team of the Vashj clan.

Jaina didn't say a word, but deeply imprinted the name Vashki in her heart.

The general continued: "Kur Tiras Island has been destroyed. His Highness Tanridd led the Guards to launch a desperate charge on that Vasque, but was shot dead at the pier on the spot ... Many survivors saw it, and His Highness's ship was destroyed ... "

No one expected that, almost overnight, Kul Tiras was destroyed, and the main line was completely destroyed.

Gina Goldsword gritted her teeth: "Kul Tiras was destroyed, but Kul Tiras was not the first country to be destroyed, and probably not the last. His Highness Jaina Proudmoore, now The task of resurrection rests on your shoulders, please Your Highness as soon as possible, and let Kul Tiras return to the country! "

In response to her words, a number of Kul Tiras civil and military ministers came to their knees.

"His Highness Jaina Proudmoore, please!"

Jaina was silent for a full five seconds, glanced at Duke, and wiped the tears on her face: "Climbing to the throne !? I will! This is my responsibility as a Proud Moor! But now, please leave , I want to spend time with my father alone. "

It is right to mourn for our ancestors.

A crowd of generals rushed out.

Just as Duke was about to step out of the church door, Jaina's voice floated from behind him: "Duke, give me some time, maybe one day, or two days, Theramore and the tribe will give it to you first. "

After all, a magic messenger was thrown into Duke's hands.

This is the communicator handed to Thrall.

Duke Shen said: "Leave it to me!"

Closing the door, Duke looked up to the sky and looked at the clear sky.

The line of destiny seems to be returning, and this happened again when he was unexpected. He had no idea whether his fate had been messed up by the butterfly that had passed through him, or whether his fate was correcting his future direction.

In his memory, although Prince Tanred had no skill in history, after Dai Lin's death, he trembled to run the half-dead Kul Tiras, and he should have lived for decades.

But now Tanred is dead.

Originally extremely desperate, Jaina, who was once the uncrowned Queen of Theramore, was exuberant in the second half of her life. Now suddenly it is going to become Queen Kul Tiras.

All I can say is that fate is a wonderful thing.

Suddenly, Duke realized that if he looked at the future in the light of the original history, he would probably avoid it.

It seems ... there is no need to wait for the tribe to die!

The death of a king is definitely a big deal.

Jaina can immerse herself in grief, but Duke cannot. Time passed quickly in a series of breaking events such as reorganizing the fleet and treating the wounded.

The next morning, the communicator handed over to Thrall suddenly started flashing red. With a gentle grip of Duke, an extremely clear spatial coordinate appeared in Duke's mind.

"What happened to Thrall?"

In Ashenvale, Woking stayed with Thrall.

Thal holds the communicator on his wide palm.

Thrall Shen said: "Wojin, I still don't think it is a good idea to attract human beings. We have never been an alliance with the alliance. It was not before, and it will be difficult to do so in the future. I do n’t think humans will face this time with us. The crisis is bad. Jaina's group will choose to abandon Theramore and go to a little further south. "

Vol'jin sighed, and he touched his long troll fangs: "We have no choice. I don't have much hope for that Jaina. Although she is a clever person, I always think she treats our tribe. There is a slight hostility. Of course, most alliances are like this. Therefore, to cooperate, we must find someone with greater wisdom. "

At this time, Thrall suddenly found that the space not far from him began to fluctuate violently.

"Get off!" Varok waved his hand and let the orc guards nearby disperse.

"Be careful, it's not Jaina!" Woking saw at a glance that the level of space fluctuations was not a grade at all.

Thrall clenched the Doomhammer tightly, and at the same time, Lexar beside him clenched his axe.

The next second, a very familiar figure of Thrall and Rexar appeared in front of them.

Seeing Saar's expressions, Woking felt subconsciously that things seemed a little subtle.

"How are you?" Sar muttered.

"Why can't it be me?" Duke calmed.

"Really ... common words should be said, really flattered." Thrall smiled bitterly.

"He is ..." Woking wondered.

"In essence, the league's top leader, Duke Marcus, the league's commander!" Lexar said almost word by word.

Woking was greatly surprised.

Duke came by himself! ?

Why on earth is this?

"The Alliance ... has been hit hard again, and not long ago, Her Majesty Daelin Proudmoore crashed. Her Highness Jaina is going to deal with the aftermath."

As if a fluttering sentence didn't make Sal feel overjoyed by the damage of the alliance, it made Sal's heart more heavy.

That strong alliance ...

The alliance that defeated the previously extremely powerful tribe actually collapsed to this point.

Even a man of almost evil like Duke couldn't stop the situation from collapsing.

How terrible is the Scourge! ?

Thrall's heart was shaking!