Zuo Si ignored the shouting and explosions outside the camp all day long and connected his consciousness with the ugly orc skull in his hand.

moment!

He then heard a voice full of pain and despair from inside.

"Who are you? Why did you get my skull?"

Gul'dan's torn and mutilated soul was the first to break the silence.

Because ever since he was chased by a large number of demons and torn to pieces alive when he explored the Tomb of Sargeras, the fragment of his soul remaining in this skull has been tortured.

The powerful fel energy that he had finally obtained from the Burning Legion at great cost was now like a raging flame that continued to burn his soul.

The indescribable pain is enough to drive a sane person crazy within a few minutes.

But the problem is that due to long-term use of fel energy and shadow power, Gul'dan's soul has long developed resistance and adaptability to it. Therefore, no matter how painful it is, he will not collapse. On the contrary, the more painful it is, the more awake he becomes and the more aware he is of his current situation.

Especially after he fell into the hands of the demons of the Burning Legion, they cast all kinds of vicious spells to punish him as a traitor.

The dreadlord Tichondrius is an expert in this area, and he enjoys the negative mental energy that overflows during the torture process.

In addition, he was sealed inside the skull for a long time and had no idea what was happening outside. The long-term loneliness and solitude alone were a great blow to his will.

So Gul'dan was very eager to have a master who was not too vicious to communicate with him, even if it was just to talk about what was happening outside.

He would pay any price for this, even to reveal the knowledge of shadow and fel that he had spent decades mastering, or to store within his skull a power that even a demon lord would envy.

"You can call me Soth, a stranger."

Zuo Si, who was very good at observing and analyzing other people's mental states, gave his name directly.

He apparently sensed Gul'dan's strong desire to communicate with others.

This is undoubtedly a huge weakness that can be exploited.

Because for a big devil of his level, from the moment the other party shows this tendency, it means that the subordinate relationship between the two parties has been established.

"Soth? Stranger? Do you know where we are now?"

Tichondrius apparently didn't tell Gul'dan much information, so much so that even the current location of the skull was not clear.

After all, the Burning Legion has occupied too many planets in the physical universe, and he is not quite sure whether he is on Argus or has been taken somewhere else.

Zuo Si replied calmly, "We are in the eastern continent of Azeroth, which is where you led the orcs through the Dark Portal. You should know that I paid a huge price to get your skull."

"So... you killed Tichondrius and snatched the skull from the dreadlord?"

Gul'dan realized something instantly and his tone suddenly became excited.

Because ever since he fell into the hands of the Burning Legion, he has been longing to escape their control, especially the endless torture.

Zuo Si chuckled and denied, “No, it wasn’t me who killed Tichondrius, it was someone else who did it.

All I did was make a deal with this guy.

So you'd better try to show it's useful so that I feel it's worth the money.

Otherwise, it’s hard for me to guarantee whether I would do something to vent my dissatisfaction and disappointment. ”

There is no doubt that this is obviously a naked and undisguised threat.

Zuo Si studied Gul'dan's life, especially the days before he gained power when he was bullied and insulted by others all day long, which created a huge shadow and darkness in his heart.

This means that for Gul'dan, family, friendship, tribe, loyalty, and honor are all empty words, and only power and strength are the basis of everything.

He would submit to those beings with great power, and serve them in exchange for knowledge and power that would make him increasingly powerful.

For this, they would even sacrifice the entire orc race and turn their homeland Draenor into a broken space and time on the verge of destruction.

When facing such people, we must make them understand their situation as soon as possible.

Otherwise he would try every possible means, even trying to seize a new body to resurrect.

Maybe this is why Illidan, after getting the Skull of Gul'dan, always liked to mutter to himself like a lunatic.

That is actually communicating with the soul sealed inside.

To some extent, their life experiences do have some similarities.

It's just that Illidan has a beloved Tyrande, and a brother who, although always criticizing and blaming him, actually cares about him very much, so he is not filled with hatred, anger, and endless desire for powerful power like Gul'dan.

After all, anyone who has studied psychology understands how terrible a distorted compensatory psychology is.

Because he was born with deformities, Gul'dan was bullied, humiliated, beaten and scolded by other members of his clan since he was very young. His status was so low that it was probably even lower than that of livestock.

At least the livestock will not suffer humiliation dozens or even hundreds of times every day, nor will they be rounded up and beaten every now and then.

The orcs' society of the survival of the fittest, without any compassion, was most perfectly embodied in him.

Apart from Ner'zhul, no other orc had ever shown mercy to him.

So after gaining power and becoming the first warlock, the first thing Gul'dan did was to completely destroy his own clan and kill everyone without leaving a single one alive.

I guess in his eyes, these bastards who only bully him every day are not compatriots at all, but are all classified as enemies.

What's even more terrifying is that this hostility and hatred continues to spread, until the entire orc race is regarded as a tool that can be discarded after use, or a pile of cheap and pathetic consumables.

There is no doubt that Gul'dan's series of actions were all for compensation. To be more precise, he believed that all orcs owed him something and they should die for him to compensate for the pain and torture he suffered in the past.

"So you are my master now?"

Gul'dan was silent for a long time, and finally responded with a slightly unwilling tone.

He originally expected that an ignorant and cowardly guy would see his skull, and then use deception and lies to erode the other person's spirit bit by bit, and finally realize his plan of occupying the body and resurrecting.

But unfortunately, this wishful thinking obviously failed.

Being able to make a deal with a dreadlord like Tichondrius who could defeat him, it goes without saying that his personal strength must be very strong.

"That's right. From now on, I am your master and I will serve you. If you behave well during this period, I will consider finding you a companion in the near future."

After saying that, Zuo Si pursed his lips and revealed a playful smile.

Needless to say, he was obviously planning to merge the Skull of Gul'dan and the Skull of Manshoon into a special Planeswalker card.

He found it very interesting to think about what would happen if the souls of two extremely evil and selfish guys were forced to be trapped in a confined space.

"So great master, what do you want me to do?"

Gul'dan was undoubtedly a thorough realist and utilitarian, and he put himself in the right position without hesitation.

But if you think his humble attitude means surrender, you are wrong.

You have to know that in order to gain power, he was also loyal to Kil'jaeden and Sargeras, and directly sold out the entire orc race.

But what is the final result?

When he learned the location of the Tomb of Sargeras, this guy immediately rushed there with his men without hesitation.

His sudden departure caused a fatal loophole in Orgrimmar Doomhammer's brilliant tactical arrangement, and ultimately failed to push the front line to the heartland of the Kingdom of Lordaeron and destroy this human country with the strongest strength and the greatest war potential.

The orcs' defeat also completely bankrupted the Burning Legion's plan to conquer Azeroth.

Kil'jaeden was so angry that he wished he could extract his soul and torture him repeatedly like he did to Ner'zhul, making him feel a pain worse than death.

If there is one thing that has accompanied Gul'dan throughout his life, it is betrayal.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't care about this.

As the lord of hell, he has countless high-level devils under his command who are ambitious and want to gain power through conspiracy and trickery, but now they are all working hard to improve their performance under the strict assessment of the KPI system.

So loyalty or not is actually not important at all.

What is important is that your subordinates must be capable, and you must have more than one set of means of restraint.

In this way, no matter what these guys think in their hearts, they have to honestly use their intelligence and talents in their positions.

As the saying goes, ruling and managing is an art.

It involves a series of complex disciplines including psychology, sociology, interpersonal relationships, the establishment and improvement of systems, etc.

There are very few people who can really master it.

But Zuo Si obviously never intended to play the game of politics and power with these big devils within the rules, but to directly use Shuo Oil to solve the problem from the root.

If there is anyone who is so arrogant as to form a clique and want to challenge the authority of the Prince of Hell, he will be thrown directly into the pool of scorching oil.

What's more, Gul'dan's current state is just an insignificant remnant soul.

"I want to know all the information about the Dark Portal, the Scepter of Sargeras, and the Tomb of Sargeras. The more detailed the better."

Zuo Si made his request directly.

"As you wish, Master."

Gul'dan quickly began to talk about his understanding of these three things.

With his description, Zuo Si quickly obtained the information he wanted.

The Dark Portal is essentially an upgraded and enhanced version of the Legion Portal, which breaks through the defenses set up by the Titans on the planet Azeroth by slaughtering the Draenei and absorbing their life energy, as well as adding fel energy.

The Scepter of Sargeras was a super artifact created by Sargeras himself after the Burning Legion was defeated in the War of the Ancients. It is powerful enough to tear space apart, allowing even a powerful Titan like himself to enter.

It is said that just to forge this weapon, the Legion assembled a large number of warlocks to perform magical rituals, while continuously sacrificing the lives of demons.

When the ceremony was completed, Sargeras personally inlaid a gem containing enormous energy on the top.

As a weapon specially made for Titans, this artifact is far beyond the imagination of all mortals.

It was with the combined power of the Scepter and the Dark Portal that the orcs broke through the powerful defense system built by the Titans around Azeroth.

Gul'dan, because he personally presided over the construction of the Dark Portal and had contact with the Scepter of Sargeras, has a very close connection with both.

The only regret is that when Ner'zhul obtained the Scepter of Sargeras and wanted to lead the orcs to escape from Draenor, he was captured by the Burning Legion, and the Scepter naturally fell into Kil'jaeden's hands.

Otherwise, if he had this artifact, Zuo Si wouldn't even have to wait for Archimonde to attack Mount Hyjal. It would have been enough to just detonate the Sunwell first.

In addition, he also obtained a lot of knowledge about demons and warlock magic from Gul'dan, and could even summon and force various demons to sign a contract with him at any time.

However, most demons have weak combat capabilities, and it is easy for the Burning Legion to learn some of their secrets.

In fact, it is a very dangerous act for warlocks to summon and enslave demons.

Because the reason they responded to the call was because they were attracted to the warlock's soul.

In theory, every demon summoned by a warlock is thinking about how to kill its master as soon as possible so that it can harvest souls as rewards.

Therefore, the warlock profession in the real world is extremely dangerous.

In those warlock institutions hidden in the dark corners of major cities, more than half of the apprentices do not survive to graduate.

Basically, they are either attacked by the power of fel energy and shadow, or killed by the demons they summoned.

What's even more terrifying is that the warlock's every move will actually be observed and monitored by the demons he summoned and enslaved.

They will be recorded on the list of the Burning Legion, and then use knowledge and power as bait to corrupt them little by little and turn them into pawns controlled by the Legion.

This is why all races are vigorously suppressing the warlock group, and even not allowing them to carry out open activities like warriors and mages.

Even thieves have a much higher social status than warlocks.

It is estimated that in the eyes of the ruling class of various forces, all warlocks can basically be classified as potential enemies.

No one is willing to believe that these guys who control dark magic can resist the temptation of powerful force.

Especially playing with souls absolutely violates the bottom line of morality and law and will never be accepted by mainstream society.

"Okay, now I know why warlocks of all races either hide in dark cellars or use taverns or hotels as cover. If they are allowed to do whatever they want without restrictions, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous."

Zuo Si stroked his chin and gave an evaluation and summary of the warlock profession.

Because every time a warlock gains power, it means establishing a stable connection with the Burning Legion.

Demons can obtain information from them continuously, formulate various plans and strategies, and ultimately achieve the goal of conquering the entire Azeroth.

Just as Zuo Si was about to find a place to test the strength of these warlocks' magic, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly approached from afar.

In the blink of an eye, Jialiya, the successor Queen of Lordaeron, walked in from outside.

This princess, who originally had a kind and weak personality, was now dressed in military uniform. There were uneven marks on many parts of her armor, as well as a lot of black dried bloodstains, and it was obvious that she had experienced more than one fierce battle.

Even his temperament has undergone a drastic change, giving people a sense of oppression that is both heroic and powerful.

"How's the battle situation at the front?"

Zuo Si put away the Skull of Gul'dan and asked casually.

Jia Liya answered without hesitation: "Those demons and undead spirits can't pose any real threat to our solid defense line.

No matter how many times they launched attacks, all they got were corpses blown beyond recognition.

Once their forces are depleted to a certain extent, the Alliance should be able to turn defense into offense and recover lost territory."

Zuo Si nodded slightly and said, "Well done. I think after we win this war, you will be able to replace your father, King Terenas, and become the actual leader of the alliance."

"Maybe. Compared to this, I am more looking forward to having a one-on-one fight with Arthas and trampling all the things he is proud of under my feet."

When saying this, Jialiya's tone was clearly filled with hatred, and one of her hands was clearly pressing on the hilt of the sword.

"Don't worry, you will have this opportunity. But before that, we have to defeat the vanguard of the Burning Legion. Have you completed all the preparations I asked you to make a few days ago?" Zuo Si asked, looking into the other person's eyes.

"Of course! I have already transferred 20,000 men, more than 80 heavy tanks, 130 aircraft, and 700 artillery pieces, plus an aerial gunboat, from the defense line. They have been gathering their strength for a long time and can be deployed in the best condition at any time."

Jialiya quickly gave an affirmative answer.

You must know that at this moment, at the junction of Silverpine Forest and Tirisfal Glades, the Alliance has gathered more than 150,000 troops.

The withdrawal of 20,000 people and some weapons and equipment will not lead to any serious consequences. Instead, it can become a mobile force to reinforce any line of defense at any time, or launch a counterattack in a local area.

"Great! With this army, I believe the night elves will look upon the Alliance with new eyes."

Zuo Si pursed his lips and showed a look of satisfaction.

"Night elves?"

It was obviously the first time that Jialiya heard of this race, and her eyes revealed a strong curiosity.

Zuo Si patiently explained: "You know the high elves, right? They were a branch that split from the night elves.

These guys established cities and civilizations on the ancient continent of Kalimdor tens of thousands of years ago, and are second only to the trolls in terms of the extent of their racial history.

It was the night elves and their wild demigod allies who defeated the Burning Legion's first invasion in a bloody battle ten thousand years ago.

It was during that terrible war that the ancient Kalimdor continent was torn apart, becoming the three landmasses of the east, west, and north, as well as the great whirlpool in the middle of the Endless Sea.

Jialiya seemed to understand something, and subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her sexy red lips in a very seductive manner.

With the fusion of the Dreadlord and the Blood God Hakkar's bloodline, the character of this originally virtuous and dignified princess has obviously begun to be affected, and she exudes a unique charm that cannot be described in words.

Especially when she starts to feel hungry, her body will exude a strong charm, which will deeply attract and fascinate men and women.

However, Zuo Si was obviously completely immune to this and explained in a very casual tone: "It's not me, but you who represented the Alliance to form an alliance with the leader of the night elves. In fact, Jaina should have arrived at Mount Hyjal by now and is forming a coalition with the help of Medivh, the last guardian of the Council of Tirisfal."

"Jaina went to Kalimdor across the sea? When did that happen?"

Jialiya's eyes widened in surprise.

She originally thought that the reason her best friend did not appear in the coalition was most likely because she was lost like many other mages after Dalaran was destroyed, or she returned to the safer Kul Tiras.

After all, when Archmage Anthony Dass made this decision, he did not make it public, and even few members of the Kirin Tor Council knew about it.

"yes.

In order to transport enough people at one time, Jaina took away half of Kul Tiras' fleet without the consent of her father, Marshal Daelin.

从某种程度上来说，她的大胆与偏执跟阿尔萨斯真的非常相似。

难怪会一见钟情成为情侣。”

左思用半开玩笑的语气说出了自己对吉安娜的评价。

“不，吉安娜跟阿尔萨斯不同，她可不会做出弑父杀母、亲手毁掉自己深爱的国家和人民这样丧心病狂的举动。”佳丽娅斩钉截铁替自己的好姐妹辩护道。

左思听到这句话立刻忍不住笑了，一边笑还一边调侃道：“我亲爱的后裔，请千万不要说的那么绝对。

因为你根本不了解吉安娜·普罗德摩尔。

她虽然不像阿尔萨斯那样从小就集千万宠爱和期望为一身，但也同样是个非常骄傲、自负的理想主义者。

你知道理想主义者最大的缺陷是什么吗？”

“是什么？”

佳丽娅不明所以的眨了眨眼睛。

“答案是他们总是一厢情愿只相信自己认为对的东西，拒绝接受现实世界的复杂与黑暗面。

吉安娜自己或许不会像阿尔萨斯一样做出各种骇人听闻的暴行，可是却并不意味着当她的理想与现实出现冲突的时候，不会做出一些可怕的取舍。

比如说牺牲掉戴琳元帅去换取与兽人的和平。

所以我想你能盯紧她，防止她在这次合作中做出什么不理智的举动。

给，这是一枚我制作的传送符文，可以帮助你在卡利姆多和东部大陆之间进行传送。

带上它立刻去加入这场决定世界未来走向的会议吧。

我可不太放心让吉安娜来代表人类乃至整个联盟。”

说罢，左思将事先准备好的传送符文石塞给了这位洛丹伦女王。

感受着符文所散发出来的奥术能量，佳丽娅突然想到了什么，忍不住开口追问了一句：“您打算通过什么方法来把如此庞大的军队运送到大海的另外一边？据我所知就算是达拉然也没办法一次性传送那么多军队横跨大陆。”

“关于这一点你不必担心。

因为在暗夜精灵居住的海加尔山上有一颗世界之树，而世界之树下边所隐藏的则是拥有无限奥术能量的永恒之井。

虽然他们的领袖极度厌恶奥术魔法。

但到了这种时候相信应该不会介意我们借用一些奥术魔法能量来传送军队。”

左思用十分轻松的语气给出了解决方案。

事实上暗夜精灵在上古之战结束后全面禁止奥术魔法的学习和研究，一方面自然派系的德鲁伊和月神艾露恩的女祭司们对使用奥术力量上层精灵的清算。

另外一方面也是这场战争打的太惨烈了，以至于普通的暗夜精灵把奥术魔法与燃烧军团的恶魔里联系到一起，导致对奥术魔法产生了恐惧、厌恶和排斥。

最终出于政治与安抚民众情绪的考量，玛法里奥和泰兰德才颁布了禁令，并不是真的对奥术魔法有什么偏见。

毕竟泰兰德最著名的大招星辰坠落就是典型的奥术能量伤害，而不是什么自然或者其他属性。

而暗夜精灵这个种族也是在永恒之井庞大奥术能量的影响下逐渐从巨魔转化而来。

这也就意味着他们与生俱来就有其他种族难以想象的奥术魔法天赋。

像玛法里奥这种跑去跟塞纳留斯学习德鲁伊之道，后来还把整个种族都带跑偏的家伙，简直就是对自身种族天赋极大的浪费。

后来在经历了一系列的灾难之后，实力大不如前的暗夜精灵也还是接纳了流亡在外的部分上层精灵，重新允许奥术魔法在族群中传播。

所以玛法里奥和泰兰德在对待奥术魔法的态度方面是很务实的。

尤其是阿克蒙德即将对海加尔山发起总攻，他们肯定不会介意盟友使用永恒之井的力量。

就怎样，佳丽娅直接启动符文石从东部大陆传送到了卡利姆多大陆的海加尔山。

此时此刻，麦迪文、泰兰德、玛法里奥、凯恩·血蹄和吉安娜已经齐聚一堂，商讨如何应对即将到来的决战。

“诸位，相信你们应该已经看到我们的敌人在山下集结重兵，随时都有可能发起狂风骤雨般的进攻。现在我们必须团结一致才能把这些该死的恶魔从我们的世界驱逐出去。”

刚刚把燃烧军团利用兽人入侵这个世界计划讲完的麦迪文说出了自己内心之中最真实的想法。

对于他而言，复活之后这一系列的动作实际上都是为了当年把兽人放进而赎罪。

只要抵挡住燃烧军团的入侵，那么这位最后的守护者就可以卸下重担找个地方隐居起来不再过问世事。

“可我们要如何阻止阿克蒙德和一众强大的恶魔领主呢？ 要知道对方的力量实在是太强大了。

我曾经远远的看过一眼，结果差点被对方体内那庞大无比的能量震惊到以为自己出现了幻觉。

那种程度的敌人根本不是我们现如今这点力量能够对付的。”

吉安娜用十分紧张的语气说出了自己的担忧。

身为一名法师，她非常清楚能量等级所带来的恐怖差距。

像阿克蒙德这样的强大施法者，即便是释放一个小小的奥术飞弹，都能形成宛如流星雨一样的覆盖范围与视觉效果。

“别担心，小姑娘，我们没打算正面与阿克蒙德进行对抗。你们所要做的只是拖延时间，让我可以设下一个陷阱等他自己跳进来。”

玛法里奥看向远处的世界之树诺达希尔，眼神中透露出一丝决然。

“陷阱？”

吉安娜也跟着看向那颗屹立在大地之上的庞然大物。

对于她而言，这显然已经远远超出了树的范畴，更像是某种奇迹。

玛法里奥微微点了下头：“是的。

一万年前，我们暗夜精灵打败了燃烧军团。

虽然整个世界支离破碎，但所有生活在这颗星球上的生物都得到了解脱。

在和平的岁月中，我们依仗世界之树的力量获得了永恒不朽的生命，永远也不会为衰老和死亡而感到担忧。

但是现在，是时候把这股力量交还回去了。”

泰兰德听到这番发言立刻露出惊讶的表情问：“你知道这样做的后果是我们会像其他凡人一样开始衰老，我们体内流淌的力量也会随着时间的流逝而衰弱，对吧？”

“当然，亲爱的。但这是保护世界所必须付出的代价。我们都已经活了太久，也从不畏惧死亡，所以没有什么值得担心的。”

玛法里奥的语气十分平静，丝毫没有半点因为即将失去世界之树所赋予的永恒生命而感到紧张、焦虑和害怕。

“所以……你们打算摧毁世界之树来释放它的力量杀死阿克蒙德？！”

吉安娜不愧是达拉然新生代中最出色的法师，一下子就意识到了对方想要干什么。

毕竟她对奥术能量是如此的敏感，怎么可能会感知不到巨树内部所聚集的恐怖能量。

如果把这玩意制作成炸弹的话，阿克蒙德就算不死也得重伤。

“没错，小姑娘。这是唯一能够击败阿克蒙德的方法。怎么样，你要加入吗？”玛法里奥面带微笑的询问道。

“当然！”吉安娜毫不犹豫给出肯定答复。“我会在靠近山下的位置建立第一重防线为你们争取时间。”

“勇气可嘉。要知道可不是什么人在面对阿克蒙德这样的敌人时还有像你一样的勇气。”

泰兰德严肃的脸上透露出一丝赞许。

站在旁边的凯恩·血蹄则补充道：“我会协助吉安娜稳固第一道防线，确保恶魔不会轻易的突破。”

“小心点，牛头人。燃烧军团可不是你们之前对付的半人马之流，敌人的凶残与恶毒远超你所能想象的极限。”

玛法里奥在打算转身离开的时候好心提醒了一句。

由于暗夜精灵和牛土人都居住在卡利姆多大陆，因此很早以前就有过了接触，并且偶尔还会在野外见到彼此。

大多数时候这种接触都会以礼貌的问候和撤退而告终，几乎很少会发生争斗或暴力冲突。

所以暗夜精灵们认为牛头人也是倾向于自然与德鲁伊之道的种族，认为他们是非常不错的潜在盟友。

“我明白。但为了保护我们的世界，牛头人愿意流干最后一滴血。”

凯恩·血蹄掷地有声的表达了自己的决心。

自从与兽人分道扬镳之后，这一路上他一直都在观察吉安娜及其背后的人类种族。

结果发现人类在很多地方都要比兽人好太多。

比如说他们也拥有很强烈的同情心，会竭尽全力去帮助那些受伤残废的人。

相比之下，兽人往往在对待伤员的时候有些漫不经心。

尤其是致残的伤员，不仅无法得到优待，而且还经常饱受捉弄跟侮辱。

“愿艾露恩照耀着你。”

泰兰德以首席女祭司的身份向两位盟友表达了自己最诚挚的敬意。

凯恩·血蹄也跟着回礼道：“愿大地母亲也保佑你。”

At this moment, a violent spatial fluctuation suddenly attracted the attention of everyone present.

The next second...

Holding the teleportation rune, Jialiya finally appeared out of thin air in an open space not far away.

Jaina recognized her friend instantly and asked in shock, "Jia Liya, why are you here?"

"Long time no see, Jaina. You have really matured a lot since the last time we met."

The Queen of Lordaeron walked up to him with a smile and hugged him tightly.

Since both of them had long golden hair, they looked like real sisters and it took them a while to separate.

"Since Arthas caused such a terrible tragedy in Lordaeron, I imagine your life must have been difficult and painful?"

Both Jaina's eyes and tone were full of sympathy and compassion.

After all, if this kind of thing happens to anyone, it would be like the sky falling and the earth collapsing.

She clearly remembered how sad she was when her brother Derek Proudmoore died.

It was from that time that father Daelin developed an unparalleled hatred for the entire orc race, and vowed to kill the last green-skinned orc and make these damn invaders and monsters disappear from Azeroth forever.

Being killed by the enemy is bad enough, not to mention the killing between blood relatives.

So Jaina thought she could understand Jialiya's current despair and wanted to comfort her in this way.

Unfortunately, Jia Liya shook her head with a serious expression: "No, I don't feel sad, but full of anger and hatred.

Al As must pay for what he has done! And I will be the one who will end his life myself.

In addition, this time I am here to represent the alliance of the entire Eastern Continent.

We have prepared a well-trained elite force that can be sent over at any time to assist you in defending against the Burning Legion's attacks.

However, the prerequisite is that we must use the arcane energy of the Well of Eternity to build a stable portal over a very long distance."

"How many troops can you provide?"

Tyrande asked quickly.

She was undoubtedly well aware that the more troops she had at hand at this time, the more she could delay Archimonde's attack and buy time for Malfurion to set up the trap.

"A full 20,000 elite troops, equipped with the most advanced weapons and equipment."

Jialiya gave the exact number directly.

Tyrande's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded without hesitation, "Yes, you can use the arcane energy emitted by the Well of Eternity to build a portal at any time. But you'd better act quickly, Archimonde won't give us too much time."

"Leave this to me. I have some experience in studying portals."

Jaina volunteered to take on the task.

Soon, with the assistance of a group of Dalaran mages led by her, it didn't take long before a huge rift was formed by tearing space.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, a huge aerial gunboat slowly squeezed over.

Following closely were planes piloted by dwarves or midgets, and tanks that made rumbling noises as they moved, with cannons and soldiers following at the end.

Just as these elite veterans were being gradually placed in the first line of defense, a voice suddenly echoed over Mount Hyjal.

"Listen to me, night elves, the time of reckoning has come. I will destroy you with my own hands to wash away the shame of my failure ten thousand years ago. This time there won't be so many wild demigods to mess with me."

"Oh - damn it! The demons are beginning to lead the undead of the Scourge to attack!"

Jaina looked down from her high vantage point and was stunned at the vast army of undead and demons rushing towards the top of the mountain.

There are a lot of dreadlords, pit lords, doomguards, liches and death knights alone.

The menacing sight was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

There is no other reason, there are simply too many of them.

You should know that Kalimdor is the main battlefield of the War of the Ancients, and countless corpses are buried there.

The Scourge sent out small groups of troops to frantically dig up graves and resurrect corpses and skeletons. Now they are strong in both men and horses.

Coupled with the insidious and cunning demon commander, even the night elves would have no chance of gaining any advantage.

Jaina did not bother to arrange the soldiers who were arriving one after another. She was the first to cast teleportation magic to return to the base and ordered everyone to do their best to reinforce the city walls and gates to welcome the coming of this fierce battle.

The final battle of the Third World War officially kicked off at this moment...

(End of this chapter)