"I ...... I...... I ......, "Rao is as witty as Vasqi, and he can't even say anything in this situation." Whatever she says, it is true that defecting to the Burning Legion has ruined the entire Kul Tiras homeland. The worst thing is that Gianna Prodmore is one of Duke's natal daughters!

Duke seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with her: "I value Gianna very much, she is one of the few mortals who has the opportunity to become a demigod. Once I am promoted to the true god, she will be my servant. ”

At this moment, Vasqi's whole body was shaking like chaff.

Since Gianna 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, Vasqi really felt extremely bitter. Her surrender was not impulsive. She had carefully studied Duke's actions—

The Alliance has been fighting with the Horde for so many years, and they have a deep blood feud with each other, but in order to fight against the Scourge Legion and the Burning Legion, they will join forces when they say they are together. The Horde took in the Forsaken, whom the Alliance considered taboo, and the Alliance remained silent, calmly accepting the fact. The Qila Worms swept through half of the Kalimdor Continent, and the Alliance took in the Qila Worms, and the tribe didn't even release half of its fart.

Hell, when she took all the Naga to Duke with her, Duke actually said that she wanted to settle the score!?

For a while, Vasqi was really full of grief and indignation!

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

But she didn't surrender at that time, and Duke was ready to take it personally. Even if Duke doesn't make a move, her group of waste wood subordinates can't attack the Twin Towers Fortress, and she will definitely die at the hands of the Twin Emperors first.

At this moment, Vasqi was devastated.

For a moment, a myriad of negative thoughts flooded Vaschi's mind: if she had resisted to the end, perhaps she would not have suffered such a humiliating defeat, might her own men have succeeded, or maybe Illidan would have been merciful and had come to her to pull her.

My mind was full of jumbled thoughts.

More than one impulse came out to drive her to make a dying fight.

But at the end, what popped out of those two wriggling red lips was only a humiliating plea for mercy: "Master Duke...... Do you really want your Serega to die?"

Duke turned his head and looked at the sky, bathing his face in the moonlight.

After a long time, he let out a long sigh: "Merit must be rewarded, mistakes must be investigated, and revenge must be avenged." That's what I've always been based on. As a leader, if the rewards and punishments are not clear, the people around you will naturally deviate from morality. If you can't even bring the people around you, let alone lead the entire alliance, and even the whole of Azeroth. ”

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

Duke didn't dare to look back at the beautiful but desperate face, he was afraid that he would relent.

In the end, he didn't look back.

"Merit must be rewarded, and fault must be investigated. I've given you the opportunity, it's up to you to see if you can grasp it. With that, Duke jerked back his robe, and the whole person flashed and disappeared in front of Vaschi.

"Lord-human ......" Vasqi hugged suddenly, and all he hugged was nothingness.

She froze for a few seconds before she came back to her senses, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Haha! hahaha

It was presumptuous and desperate laughter.

That's the self-pity of giving everything and being abandoned!

It was the wail of thinking that I was saved and then being kicked into the abyss again!

I don't know how long I laughed and cried for a long time before Vasqi came back to his senses and found that he was surrounded.

Not surrounded, to be precise.

A large group of people stood outside a powerful protective magic array. In the formation there was only her, as well as Gianna Prodmore.

This is clearly the magic version of the gladiatorial arena!

"You...... Are you here to kill me?" as soon as he asked, Vasqi realized that he was asking a little redundant.

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

The coat of arms on their chests, she was all familiar with—the Kurtilas.

Needless to say, Gianna is going to stab the enemy in front of all the high-ranking people of Kul Tiras. No selfish enmity in the face of national disaster?

Are you kidding!

I didn't report it before, but the time has not yet come.

If you don't slaughter Vasqi with your own hands, how can you calm the anger in your heart.

Not to mention her, even all the generals and ministers under her will be angry.

Akmund, who had killed the former king Darin, was already hanging on Mount Hyjal, and the grass was three feet high. Even if the final blow was stabbed by Duke, Gianna, who personally participated in the expedition of Akmund, received the initial approval of the people of Kul Tiras.

As long as Gianna ends the death of the previous king and crown prince of Kurtilas in battle, it is the perfect succession to the throne for the people of Kurtilas.

Gianna lifted her staff in her hand, and a cold, frosty aura erupted from her, like a blizzard, staining the entire terrace white in a matter of seconds.

"I, Gianna Prodmore, the current Queen of Kul Tiras, am now going to ask you for the death of her brother Tanrid's family!"

What else can Vasqi say?

She had nothing to say except for extreme despair and grief.

In the next moment, she had activated the [Ultimate Transfiguration] and transformed into the ugly appearance that was disgusted by the world, even themselves—Naga with six arms and a snake's tail!

The hand in the middle of the right hand hooked the index finger to Gianna, and this gesture has only one meaning - come!

Gianna snorted softly, stirring up the magic circuits of her whole body, and the magic she had cultivated over the years poured out at this moment......

It was definitely not a fair duel.

It's more like a one-sided massacre.

Without the water environment, Naga's combat power will drop by at least two or three percent.

Gianna, as the hostess of Karazhan, has authority second only to Duke.

The Mage Tower is the realm of the Mage, and the Mage Tower, which has been passed down as the veteran demigod Medivan, is enough for a bunker in itself. In addition, Karazan is also the core of the entire Azeroth Demon Net.

To start a war in such a place, let alone Vasqi, who has reached the level of a demigod individually, even if Kthun comes here alone, he will probably have to kneel.

The fierce but suspenseful battle lasted only fifteen minutes, and an icy giant sword condensed from the void, shot out, and pierced the chest with a sword, nailing Vasqi to the ground.

There was no begging for mercy, no thirst for mercy, at the end of the day, Vaschi just looked up at the soft moonlight in the sky with her dilated pupils, and the rest was only blank.

"You...... Satisfied?"

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ps, two chapters in a row, don't be so excited, if you want to spray something, I'll read chapter 1432 and then talk about it

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