Chapter 1765 [Mass Production Focused Rainbow]

When Duke heard that Garrosh was taking action against the neutral forces, Duke, who secretly came to Theramore to sit down, smiled.

"Is the world black and white?" Duke asked Jaina, who was sitting opposite him.

"I thought it was. But now..." Jaina shook her head: "That Garrosh is indeed as you said, quite...brainless!"

As soon as Duke raised his hand, Solanlian beside him filled Duke with a glass of red wine. Duke shook the glass gently to let the aroma of the red wine spread out.

"Anyone, any race, what they have done in the world will be remembered. If this was a world dominated by a single race, maybe it would be better. Unfortunately, neither humans nor orcs can be mentioned in Azeroth. Master the 'hegemony'. It is not impossible to reproduce simply for the survival of the race and go to war with neutral forces and races..."

Jaina smiled and replied: "It's just that it will be difficult to attract more races to join the tribe in the future!"

Just as the Alliance is never an organization composed of a single race, the same is true for the Horde.

Simple killing will not make more races support the tribe, and will even alienate other races in the tribe.

Brainless Roar seems to have obtained the land and resources they desire through conquest, which is what the younger generation of orcs desire most. However, these barbaric guys don't even think much about shamans, let alone the concept of sustainable use of resources. .

"Now is not the chance. Garrosh hasn't broken the hearts of the other chiefs yet. Let's focus on solving the internal problems first. Ask Kael'thas to go to Grim Batol. Well, let Bryan lead the alliance. The Second Air Fleet should cooperate with the Red Dragon Legion and the Wildhammer Dwarves."

Grim Batol - This abandoned fortress lies east of the wetlands.

Its history can be traced back to the War of the Three Hammers, and it was a fortress city founded by the defeated Wildhammer dwarves. In the subsequent Dark Iron Dwarf raid, although the Wildhammer dwarves won the victory, Thaurissan's wife Queen Morgad died in the Battle of Grim Batol. Before she died, she gave Grim Batol eternal power. Cursed, the Wildhammer dwarves finally fled their cursed home due to the horrific scenes in Grim Batol, never to return, and moved to Eyrie Mountain.

During the Dark Portal World War II, the orcs of the Dragonmaw Clan, led by Deathwing, were once used as a base to imprison Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza and train the tribe's red dragon cavalry here. Here Duke rescued the Red Dragon Queen who was almost tortured into a dog, and formed a deep friendship with the Queen.

After World War II, the site was effectively abandoned.

The dwarves were unwilling to take this fortress that had no resources and no real significance. In the end, only a few adult red dragons from the Red Dragon Legion were left to act as guards.

With the arrival of the Cataclysm, Deathwing reappeared in Azeroth. The Twilight's Hammer cultists who were being hunted by the Alliance all over the world had been killed into dogs. But the Twilight Hammer, supported by the Black Dragon Legion, worked together to drive away the red dragon here.

They transformed this dwarven stone hall into a training ground. So Grim Batol goes to war again.

It's just that this level of trouble is not worth asking the Alliance Heroes to take action.

"Jaina, although I don't think Garrosh has the courage to take action against the Alliance now, you should still stay in Theramore." Duke ordered.

"Hey, there is an army of 2 million orcs opposite me! What if I can't defend it?" Jaina joked: "How about you bring Naxxramas to me and put it on top of Theramore?"

"Pfft!" Duke laughed impudently: "At that time, the tribe really had to go to war with the alliance."

"Don't you want to?" Jaina Mingrui's eyes were filled with a faint smile.

Duke knew that this was also a test.

"Hey, I'm your man! Do you deserve to test me like this?" Duke raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"I wonder which fiancé threw me into the ice and snow of Tirisfal Glades and let me experience the cruelty of the orcs?" Jaina teased.

As smart as she is, it's impossible not to know Duke's intentions. You may be confused for a while at that time, but after you experience it carefully, you will definitely figure out the way out.

"Will you hate me for this?" Duke asked.

Jaina shrugged, spread her hands, pretending to be helpless, then sat over and leaned against Duke, drawing circles on Duke's chest with her nimble and white fingers.

Gianna's voice was faint: "I really want to hate you, why wouldn't I be willing to be with you for so many years without any name or status, and even be willing to give you a child? But, I have never understood why you didn't hesitate to scare me back then. You want me to be hostile to the orcs, but after the tribe moved west, you were so tolerant to the tribe, and even a little bit indulgent to Thrall? I almost thought you had changed, or that you were not you."

Duke inserted his fingers into Jaina's fluffy golden hair and stroked it lovingly: "I'm sorry! From the past to the present, I have always hoped that the tribe would completely withdraw from the stage of history. But what happened next... Forced by the situation, there are waves of world-destroying enemies that are more ferocious than the tribe. Secondly, I feel the guidance of fate."

Destiny is simply a metaphysics.

It’s okay to say it exists, or it’s unreliable.

However, Duke has been right for so many years, and Jaina has long been convinced, and she has to believe it even if she doesn't believe it.

"What about this time?" Jaina caressed Duke's face and blew breath into Duer's ear. This girl was clearly taking advantage of her feminine qualities.

Duke has a black line on his head.

If this girl hadn't been my sword-training partner for many years, she'd been eaten up, trained, brainwashed, and taught, and she'd have achieved all the achievements in unlocking postures. She would have been submissive and obedient. Well, she even bought a boat ticket by the way. Maybe Duke I really thought she was the bastard father in history.

"Not the time!"

It’s not that I won’t report it, the time has not yet come!

Jaina Bingxue is smart and makes one point: "Now, since it's not the right time, you still need me to come to the front line. What if I can't run away?"

Jaina started acting coquettishly.

Duke... had no choice but to smile bitterly and take out a seemingly perfect gem and hand it to Jaina.

"Wow! So beautiful...the energy of this thing!?" No wonder Jaina was shocked.

Because this thing looked perfect in appearance at first, just like the eyeball of a blue dragon.

As soon as Jaina, the Archmage of Huiyue, touched it, she immediately felt the terrifying energy and the shocking Titan rune magic circle contained in it.

"This is……"

"You can call it [Mass-Production Focused Rainbow]."

【Focusing Rainbow】?

Still in mass production?

What the hell is this?