The soft and gentle voice spread throughout the battlefield and into everyone's ears at this critical moment...

On the slender long arrow, the blazing white flames flashed slightly, completely ignoring the explosion and oppression of the energy caused by Varian and Thrall, and forced into the gap between the Hammer of Destruction and the King's Swords. The light dimmed slightly and suddenly burst!

The flames and thunder were triggered in advance, and before they could touch them, they burst out wildly...

A crisp sound like a burst of air sounded, and the storm caused by intense energy convection covered the entire space in vain!

Varian and Thrall maintained a duel posture and were instantly flooded by the turbulence...

"Flame Arrow?! Damn White Tiger Girl..." In the corner of the battlefield, a royal knight sent the long sword into the throat of the evil orc with broken hands under his feet. The strong unwillingness and insane murderous intent in his eyes flashed away, and then quickly pushed the battlefield, as good as the forest...

Diagonally opposite the woods, a female night elf in a white robe sat upright on the mighty white tiger, still maintaining a bow posture!

Holding the moon blade, the night elf sentry leaning slightly on the agile Night Blade Leopard kept gushing out of the forest and protecting the surroundings...

Unfortunately, except for the Royal Knight, no one on the entire battlefield had the heart to pay attention to them, and they were all focused on the center of the storm!

Although the energy was guided in advance, Sar and Varian avoided the tragedy of both losing money and even dying, the violent energy impact was still unbearable for the weak two people...the danger was still quite large!

The only thing that can be expected is the King's armor on them and the Black Plate Armor of the Hammer of Destruction are hard enough?

Kukaron and the Royal Knight, who were fast-reacting, even flew towards the two of them without waiting for the energy turbulence to subside.

Even if the two of them survived, there was a legendary thief Garona next to them, and the crisis had not passed! Be sure to rescue his leader as soon as possible. Of course, if conditions permit, they would not mind making up for the other leader...

However, just took two steps and before he could get close to the battle circle, everyone running stood still and looked forward in shock;

As the dust gradually dissipated, Varian and Sar were tall and tall, still in confrontational state.

Apart from the slightest embarrassment of being plagued by some weeds and debris, the two of them were almost unscathed!

Even the battle robe and armor were not damaged at all, so I didn't want to experience the fierce battle just now...

Following the eyes, everyone finally understood why such a strange scene happened~

On the other side of the confrontation between the two, a huge pit with a radius of five yards suddenly appeared! The traces of cracks on the edge and the smooth land that almost turned into glass at the bottom of the pit told everyone that as long as the energy explosion just now was, where was it...

And opposite the giant pit was Garonna, who was half kneeling on the ground with feather arrows inserted on her shoulders and spitting blood.

Scarlet eyes full of resentment and tyranny were staring at the culprit of destroying her plan - Tyrande!

Following her gaze, everyone noticed the night elves army that appeared strongly and the solemn Goddess of the Moon with a solemn face.

Just now, it was like a stroke of a god. Not only did it resolve the death battle between Varian and Thrall, but it could also rush out of the energy turbulence and even seriously injured Garona! Even if she was also a archer, the arrogant Deep Sea Demonic Girl had to admire this. She believed that she was in the same position and that she could not do at this level in the province...

"It's true that it's Grandma Tai. It's been in vain for tens of thousands of years!" Yolin, with a pale face, sighed to Agna with a wry smile. The so-called grandma is a fresh title she got when chatting with Alex. It was used at this moment, which naturally aroused Agna's "curiosity".

"Grandma Tai?! Are you talking about Tyrande?" He said with a grievance with a bitter smile: "Who told you the name?!"

"Alex! Who else can I have besides him?" Yolin rolled his eyes and betrayed his friend very simply. But...

The female orc stared at him with expressionless face for a long time, and finally looked at him with pity: "Didn't Alex tell you that the elf's ears are long? Should I say he is irresponsible, or should I say you don't know what you are alive?!"

He sent a letter slightly on his back, turned his head carefully, and just collided with the priestess's slightly profound gaze. Yolin only felt a tightening somewhere... Garona!" The enemy who killed his father was here, Varian immediately turned into a cute beast, and his momentum suddenly burst out. He left Thrall, who was still fighting to death just now, shouted and rushed towards the shaking legendary thief.

Suddenly, the legendary thief awakened out of anger, and also attracted Tyrande's attention and indirectly saved someone's life...

Although Varian was not considered a full-time man at this time, it was still much better than the seriously injured Garona. The legendary thief naturally would not entangle with him. He bit his little fangs gently, cut off the arrow feathers on his shoulders, turned around and rushed towards the broken hand orc!

Opposite, it was the place where she had once been hiding, and it was also the area where the broken hand orc protected Vanessa's watch...

The little girl who had not yet woken up from the chaos just now did not realize Garona's sinister intentions and did not order to stop her. She watched her pass through the broken hand warrior and ran like a forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye!

Varian, who was chasing afterwards, was stopped by the guards of the loyal guardian little girl without hesitation.

Watching the father-killing enemy flee from under his nose again, the hawk king completely gave up his last trace of rationality!

"Charge! Knights, charge! Kill all the orcs!" With a horrifying anger, Varian chopped over the evil orcs in front of him.

The knights who received the king's orders gathered together without any hesitation and slowly accelerated...

The actions of the Royal Knights naturally caused the instinctive rebound of the Kukaron Wolf Cavalry. Seeing that Yolin was half-dead, Sar had no good expression on Varian's behavior. He swung the hammer and rushed forward again, blocking the king who was attacking wildly, and sneered:

"Note your words, Varian. You are provoking the majesty and honor of the tribe! Want to embrace war?!"

Seeing that the situation was about to lose control again, Tyrande stepped forward and walked directly between the two leaders, stopping it softly: "Two, please suppress your anger temporarily...for Azeroth, for their respective races...for yourself!"

Unfortunately, Varian, who was in a state of rampage, would he pay attention to her words? The hideous scars pounded on his face, raised his left sword, pointed directly at the priestess, and shouted angrily: "Why don't you stop Garona? Why? You have this strength!"

Clang~~As the crisp sound of unsheathing, the moon blades in the sentry troops were all unfolded, pointing to Varian at the first time...

"Stop! All retreat!" The priestess' mouth twitched, trying to suppress his unhappiness. He first called his subordinates to avoid the spread of disputes.

Showing a light nod to Thrall who had put away the hammer, then looked at Varian and said calmly: "Young King, don't let hatred blind your sanity! The people of Stormwind City are still waiting for you to lead them to find hope!"

"The alarm bell for the doomsday sounded again, and now, it's time for us to fight side by side again... destroy Kiljadan!"

As he said that, he looked to Vasqi and smiled softly: "What do you think? Jaina~~"

"For Azeroth." The weak figure slowly stood up, but with an unwavering tone, he walked slowly towards the place where the three of them confronted each other: "Dear Thyrande, it is my honor to be able to fight side by side with you again!"

Turning his head, looking at Varian, who was still struggling in pain, and exhorted softly: "Great King, for your people..."

He looked at the silent Sar, and Varian and Gianna Varian, who were looking for expectations and encouragingly, lowered their swords in pain and gritted their teeth and said, "Sar... these broken hand orcs... you must give me an explanation!"

"Varian, I don't think I want to explain anything to you!" Seeing that the Broken Hand clan had paid such a huge price, the revenge plan ended in failure. Vanessa could no longer bear the blow of disappointment and roared in her tender voice.

The standard human language and the little girl's tender voice made everyone stunned, including Varian...

"Human?!" Duke Leorick exclaimed in a daze, staring at the little human girl who was heavily guarded by broken hands orcs.

The others were silent. The situation now... is a bit strange, which makes them not know if they should choose...

With a desperate look in his anger, he stared at the same puzzled king: "You owe my father an explanation!"

"Your father?!" There was no reason at all, and a bad premonition arose in Jaina's heart...

"That's right!" Another loud and slightly changed sound rang out from behind the Broken Hand Orc.

A certain unlucky hunter, under the escort of several shattered surgeons, limped forward, pulled the stubborn little girl behind her, and stared at Varian expressionlessly: "His father, Edwin Van Cliff, also needs your explanation!"

Silence, Varian slowly closed his eyes, clasped his weapons with both hands, and exerted excessive force to make his fingertips slightly white...

Van Cliff needs an explanation, but who can give him an explanation?!

The most beloved woman, the queen of the Kingdom of Azeroth, was also killed in the most dirty and unspeakable incident in Stormwind City so far... He is a king, and he is also a victim himself!

However, he was the king after all. He had always blamed himself for such a tragic incident, believing that it was his fault for supervision that led to the tragedy. The little girl's grievance, stubbornness and hatred eyes made him not have the courage to face it...

"Enough, everyone!" Tyrande blocked Varian and the little gun, dispersed the situation of the two sides' rivalry, and said in a rare solemn and stern tone: "Now, please see clearly the crisis we are facing and put the overall situation first."

"Hate is one of Azeroth's eternal themes, and now, what we need to face is another... war!"

"Kiljadan is here! With the power and motivation to destroy the world, he is the topic we should discuss now!"

Saar returned to the Kukaron Guard and confirmed that Yolin could not die, he was the first to make a statement: "Ms. Tyrande. We need to form a coalition again and fight side by side! Only in this way can Kiljadan become another Archmond!"

"That's right!" Seeing that he was the first to express his opinion, Tyrand quickly responded and pulled the topic out of the damn Chen Zhima Languzi disputes of human beings: "Just like the Battle of Mount Haigal, if we want to eliminate Kiljadan, we need to clean up his minions... the Doomsday Guard Corps in Shadow Moon Valley!"

"I got a terrible and exciting news!" Shri, Sar and Gianna swept one after another: "The arrival of Kiljadan is likely to have a close relationship with the Doomsday Guards. Eliminating these demons may prevent his arrival..."

Sar frowned slightly and agreed: "No matter whether this is the case or not, we must not allow these demons to continue to exist and destroy them!"

"Perhaps, we need to unite more allies~" glanced at Tyrande: "For example...Malfurion Druid?!"

The priestess frowned slightly unconsciously, not letting anyone notice it. However, he did not give a positive answer to Jaina's words, and led it with silence...

Compared to the three Tyrande who had already had a certain amount of trust and tacit understanding, Varian did not participate in the last battle.

But at this time, he was unwilling to retreat or did not want to face the Van Cliff incident...

Looking at the priestess, he tentatively said: "What I want to know more is where your message comes from?"

The priestess's eyes flashed again, and this time it was even more obvious. It even made everyone notice a little strange...

"We need to defeat the Doomsday Guards as soon as possible, this is the only choice!" There was no positive answer, but once again used clichés to make everyone more curious...

"I can only guarantee that this information will never make any mistakes!"

Perhaps because he adapted, when he answered, Tyrande had returned to his calmness and was not even hiding...

He glanced at everyone and said slowly: "I can even provide detailed deployment and configuration of the Doomsday Guard Legion!"

"If we did, they didn't change much..."

"Of course she can guarantee it!" The light twisted slightly, and as it flashed, there was another figure in the field, with a crisp and sharp tone, looking straight at Tyrande and sarcastically: "Hmph...she can even guarantee that the Doomsday Guards will fall into a siege and will collapse without fighting!" (To be continued)q!~!
Chapter completed!