On the other side, while Sal and Jaina were discussing the disappearance of the Warsong clan, new news came.
Sal cried out, "What?! Has the Warsong clan gone mad? Even attacking their own people without distinguishing between friend and foe? Like the old batch of Orcs who drank the Devil's Blood? "
In the face of a poison like demon blood that could make orcs crazy, Sal would rather hear about the Warsong clan's rebellion.
It had been twenty years since Grom drank demon blood for the first time.
Sal would always remember how violent and painful the old orc was when he saw the demon blood act up when he was young.
When he received the news from the Warsong clan, Sal was very annoyed.
The Horde didn't have magic communication. With Orgrimmar as the center, the Horde's forces were expanding to the Barrenlands. Now, the Horde had a vast but barren territory. The only thing that maintained such a large territory was the wyverns raised by the Frostwolf clan.
There weren't many wyverns in the Horde, which were large enough to carry orcs in flight. The only thirty or so were all used for communication.
Even with the wyverns, there was still a delay in the transmission of information. Sal had no idea what was going on.
"Sorry, Princess Proudmoore. It seems that I have to leave today. After all, the Warsong clan is out of control. This is too serious for the Horde, "Sal said.
Just as Jaina was about to say something, she received a shocking magical message.
Duque's voice in the message was extremely urgent. "Jaina! Come back to Theramore immediately. Something big has happened to Kurtiras! "
Jaina's face turned pale. She threw a magic messaging crystal to Thrall and said, "This is a magic locator. When you're in an emergency, crush the shell of this thing. Hold the white bead inside and imagine the terrain around you. I should be rushing over to help you. "
With that, she didn't hesitate to activate the teleportation spell in front of Sal, turning herself into a stream of light and flying to the set coordinates in Theramore's space.
When Jaina returned to Theramore and her vision was restored, she felt that something was wrong.
Standing at the door of the teleportation hall, Duque's face was sullen.
In her impression, Duque was always full of wisdom and foresight. It was as if the development of everything in the world could not escape his expectations.
But now, Duque's face, which was a mixture of shock and bitterness, was clearly telling her that something unexpected had happened, and it was related to her.
A sense of foreboding filled Gianna's chest.
"Duque! What happened!? "
Duque didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face the anxious Jaina, nor did he know what kind of tone he should use to answer her questions.
After taking a deep breath and remaining silent for three seconds, Duque said, "The First Fleet of Kul 'Tiras and Kul' Tiras were attacked one after another. His Majesty Daelin and His Highness Tandred's family … Something happened. "
As if struck by lightning, Jaina's mind went blank.
"No! This is impossible … this can't be true! "
Gianna felt dizzy and almost fainted on the spot. Duque hurriedly held the limp Jaina in his arms. He could clearly feel that the body of this superheroine in history was no different from that of a weak woman who had gone through a drastic change.
Gianna could only feel the heat in her body flowing wildly into some unknown hole.
So cold!
She almost subconsciously hugged Duque tightly.
She needed the little warmth from that masculine body.
Duque just sat on the ground and hugged Jaina quietly.
How much time had passed?
One minute?
Five minutes?
Or a century?
She didn't know. After a long time, Jaina finally regained her senses.
"Has the news … been confirmed?" Jaina raised her head in grief. Her once bright red lips had lost their color and were turning white.
"The remnants of the First Fleet have reached the shore. His Majesty Daelin … is in Theramore."
The world seemed to be collapsing. Jaina staggered and almost fell out of Duque's arms. Duque quickly put his arms around Jaina, who was as soft as mud, and hugged her again.
After an unknown amount of time, Jaina regained her strength.
"Help me!"
Duque silently did as he was told.
Sure enough, Jaina in this life had not experienced the battle to eliminate the plague with Arthas. She went straight to Theramore. Her experience was lacking, and her mentality was not as calm.
Just like that, Duque helped Jaina out of the lowest floor of the Mage Tower. Surrounded by a group of guards, they arrived at the newly built medium-sized church in Theramore.
Through the open door.
What did Jaina see?
Her father, who she had cursed countless times but was like an unkillable cockroach, who had miraculously survived time and time again at sea, was lying coldly on the altar in the middle of the church. His lower body was covered with the flag of Kul Tiras.
He was so quiet, a far cry from the father who always spoke in a loud and gruff voice in her memory.
He had deliberately alienated her because of the royal power, treated her indifferently, and exiled her in disguise. All the accumulated resentment disappeared at this moment.
Jaina struggled to leave Duque's support and threw herself on the altar. She touched her father's body with trembling hands.
Sparkling tears fell, dripping onto the flag of Kul'Tiras, and blossomed into blossoms.
For a long time.
For a long time.
Jaina's shoulders stopped trembling. "Father … How did he die?"
"It's Archimonde!"
A female voice interrupted. It was only at this moment that Jaina noticed that the woman she had once found an eyesore and hated — her father's lover, Gina Goldsword, was sitting not far away.
Jaina bit her lip hard, and red blood seeped out from the corner of her mouth. "Continue!"
"A week ago, Daelin and I, along with Kul Tiras' First Fleet, were on the opposite side of the North Stream coast. It was about five hundred nautical miles away, and we were cleaning up the ghost ships floating on the sea full of undead. Then Archimonde suddenly appeared from the bottom of the sea! There were no signs at all. He was like a mountain rising from the bottom of the sea, and he directly cut the entire B Squadron in half. "
Gina Goldsword's face was also filled with unconcealable sorrow. As she spoke, there was even a priest treating a terrible wound on her abdomen.
"Daelin tried to rush over and delay Archimonde so that more people could escape, but Archimonde just pointed his finger, and a black light shot out from his hand and hit Daelin …"
"What were you doing!?" Jaina was furious!
Duque stopped her and shook his head.
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