Chapter 1431 Are You Satisfied?

"I...I...I..." Rao was as smart as Vashchi, but he couldn't say anything in this situation. No matter what she said, it was true that surrendering to the Burning Legion destroyed all of Kul Tiras. The most terrible thing is that Jaina Proudmoore is one of Duke's destined girls!

Duke seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "I value Jaina very much. She is one of the few mortals who has the opportunity to be promoted to a demigod. Once I am promoted to a true god, she will be my follower." "

By this moment, Vashchi's whole body was shaking like chaff.

Since Jaina has a grudge against her little maid, the best way to resolve the grudge is of course to sacrifice her little maid.

Needless to say?

At this moment, Vashchi really felt extremely miserable. Her surrender was not impulsive. She studied Duke's behavior carefully——

The Alliance and the Horde have been fighting for so many years and have a deep hatred for each other, but in order to fight against the Scourge and the Burning Legion, they joined forces. The Horde accepted the Forsaken who were considered taboo by the Alliance, and the Alliance remained silent and calmly accepted this fact. The Qiraji swept across half of the continent of Kalimdor. The Alliance accepted the Qiraji, but the Horde didn't even let go.

Who knows, when she took all the Nagas to defect to Duke, Duke actually said that he wanted to settle the score! ?

For a moment, Vashchi was really filled with grief and anger!

What's the difference between this and being bitten by a dog?

But it was impossible for her not to surrender at that time, and Duke was already preparing to take action himself. Even if Duke doesn't take action, her useless subordinates won't be able to capture the Twin Towers Fortress, and she will definitely die at the hands of the Twin Emperors if she continues.

At this moment, Vashchi collapsed.

For a moment, countless negative thoughts filled Vashchi's mind: If she had resisted to the end, maybe she wouldn't have suffered such a humiliating defeat, right? Maybe his men can succeed? Or maybe Illidan showed mercy and came to help her.

My mind is full of messy thoughts.

More than one impulse arose, trying to drive her to a desperate act.

But at the end, what popped out from those two squirming red lips was just a humiliating plea for mercy: "Master Duke... do you really want your Serejia to die?"

Duke turned his head and looked at the sky, letting his face be completely bathed in the moonlight.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "Any merit must be rewarded, any fault must be investigated, and any vengeance must be avenged. This has always been my principle. As a leader, if rewards and punishments are unclear, people around him will naturally become alienated. Even those around him will be alienated. If you can’t lead everyone well, let alone lead the entire alliance, or even the entire Azeroth, forward.”

Vaschi didn't say anything, just knelt down and walked over, slowly stretched out his trembling hands, and grabbed Duke's clothes hard.

Duke didn't dare to look back at that beautiful but despairing face, he was afraid that he would become soft-hearted.

In the end, he did not look back.

"Any merit will be rewarded, and any fault will be punished. I have given you the opportunity, and it depends on whether you will seize it." After saying that, Duke suddenly pulled back the top of his robe, and disappeared in front of Vasqi in a flash.

"Master..." Vasqi hugged him suddenly, but what he hugged was nothingness.

She froze for several seconds before she came back to her senses and suddenly laughed wildly: "Haha! Hahaha! Hahahahaha - my good master, your so-called opportunity is to let me die in your hands. Are you letting her vent her anger in the hands of a woman? Hahahahaha! Great! You are so great! You are indeed the chosen king among mankind! Hahahahaha!"

It was a wild and desperate laugh.

That’s the self-pity of having sacrificed everything and yet being abandoned miserably!

That was the wail of being kicked into the endless abyss again after thinking he was saved!

I don't know how long she laughed and cried before Vashchi came back to her senses and found that she was surrounded.

Not surrounded, to be precise.

A large group of people stood outside a powerful protective magic circle. There were only her and Jaina Proudmoore in the formation.

This is clearly a magical version of the arena!

"Are you... here to kill me?" As soon as he asked, Vashchi realized that he was asking a bit redundantly.

She didn't recognize any of the people outside the magic circle.

The crests on their chests were all familiar to her—Kul Tiran people.

Needless to say, Jaina was going to kill her enemies in front of all the Kul Tiran high-ups. Selfless hatred in the face of national crisis?

What a joke!

I didn’t report it before, it’s just that the time has not come yet.

How could he possibly calm down the anger in his heart without killing Vashchi himself.

Not to mention her, even all the generals and ministers under her would be unhappy.

Archimonde, who brutally killed the late King Daelin, is already hanging on Mount Hyjal, and the grass on his grave is three feet high. Even though the final blow was delivered by Duke, Jaina, who personally participated in Archimonde's crusade, received initial recognition from the people of Kul Tiras.

As long as Jaina brings closure to the death of the previous king and crown prince of Kul Tiras today, this will be the perfect inheritance of the throne for the people of Kul Tiras.

Jaina held up the staff in her hand, and the cold frost breath suddenly burst out from her body, like a blizzard, turning the entire terrace white in a matter of seconds.

"Vashj! I, the current Queen of Kul Tiras, Jaina Proudmoore, will now demand blood from you for the death of my brother Tanred and his family!"

What else could Vashj say?

She had nothing to say except extreme despair and grief.

The next moment, she had activated the [Ultimate Transformation Technique] and transformed into the ugly appearance that was hated by the world and even themselves - Naga with six arms and a snake tail!

The middle hand of the right hand hooked its index finger towards Gianna. This gesture had only one meaning - come!

Jaina let out a light scold, activating the magic circuits in her body. The magic she had cultivated over the past few years poured out at this moment...

This is definitely not a fair duel.

This is more like a one-sided massacre.

Without the water environment, Naga's combat power will drop by at least 20 to 30%.

As the mistress of Karazhan, Jaina has authority second only to Duke.

The mage tower is the domain of the mage. As the veteran demigod Medivh, the mage tower itself is enough to be a fortress. In addition, Karazhan is the core of the entire Magic Network of Azeroth.

In a war like this, even C'Thun would have to kneel when he came here alone, let alone Vashj, who only reached the level of a demigod.

The fierce but unsuspenseful battle only lasted for fifteen minutes. A giant ice sword formed from the void, shot out with electricity, pierced the chest with the sword, and nailed Vasqi to the ground.

There was no begging for mercy, no longing for mercy. At the end, Vashchi just looked up at the soft moonlight in the sky with dilated pupils, and all that was left was confusion.

"Are you...satisfied?"

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ps, two chapters in a row, don’t be so excited, wait until you finish chapter 1432 of whatever you want to complain about