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Humans piled the devil's corpses on both sides of the road as much as possible without looking at it again. Jaina silently prayed to the Holy Light, hoping that they could persist in the future. She didn't know what she would do if they failed this time. Fortunately, they

She has withstood several waves of demonic attacks, but Jaina still wants to buy more time.

The female mage was exhausted. After four hours of continuous fighting, Jaina's magic had long been exhausted. She was so exhausted that she even lost consciousness for a few seconds. She woke up in panic and tried her best to hold on to her body.

At this moment, she was sitting under the mage tower, shaking uncontrollably. After a few minutes, Sylvanas noticed something strange about her. She looked at the ranger trotting over in confusion and speechlessness.

"Gianna, what's wrong?"

"I...I'm sorry, Sylvanas, for letting you see me like this. I'm too tired and need to rest, just for a little while."

"That's how it should be." Although she lowered her head, Sylvanas could tell from the trembling hands of the female mage that the other party was almost dying. The mage could not withstand the war of attrition. Jaina only wanted to rest for a few minutes, but

What can a few minutes do? The female elf observed her condition and guessed that it would take at least a few days for her to recover.

"Just eat something and take a little rest." The female mage said again, using words to eliminate the ranger's suspicion.

Sylvanas blinked for a moment, then nodded, sat down next to Jaina, took out some cheese from her pocket and handed it to her. Jaina smiled hard at her, and took the precious food with trembling hands.

She took a bite of cheese and looked at the female elf while chewing it, carefully observing her profile. In her opinion, the high elf always had such an aura of being superior to others, which made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable and difficult to generate.

A sense of intimacy. Moreover, those elves always express etiquette in words and actions. The problem lies here. In Jaina's eyes, it is an outdated formality.

But Sylvanas is different. She is always cold and seldom speaks. She is more accustomed to actions than words. She destroyed many enemies today. There are still many humans in the camp discussing her and praising her.

Brave.

Only then did the female elf notice Jaina's eyes, as if she had already forgotten her existence, but then she smiled faintly at her.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

Jaina just swallowed a mouthful. "Not yet." The female mage replied, "What are you thinking about? It seems that you are not only concerned about the next battle."

"Yes." The ranger said without any detours or concealment: "I am indeed still thinking about other things, many things."

She wasn't lying. Many questions were lingering in her mind: the upcoming battle, the current situation in Quel'Thalas, and what happened to her older and younger sisters. These were all things she had to consider, and of course...

…

"Nathanos?"

The female elf trembled all over and looked at Jaina in surprise, wondering how she knew?

"Don't get me wrong, I can't read minds. I just asked the rangers you brought, and they said you came here to find a human."

Damn it!

Sylvanas bit her lip and turned away. It seemed that what she was doing here was no longer a secret.

"You didn't tell anyone else."

"Of course not. Nathanos's father and his family are all here. I really can't tell them that it is actually dangerous for Nathanos to stay in the eastern continent."

Sylvanas laughed harshly. "Nathanos is dead."

The look of shock flashed across Jaina's face.

"Then why are you still here looking for him?"

"Listen to me, little girl. It's better if you don't know."

The female mage was too tired to understand what Sylvanas wanted. So she took another bite of cheese and concentrated on absorbing the much-needed nutrition. But for some reason, she found it difficult to swallow.

"I once persuaded him to come here with me."

Is there such a thing? Sylvanas listened carefully.

"He refused because the people he cared about would not leave, so he had to stay."

Alleria!

The female elf immediately thought of her sister who always took her responsibilities to heart. Jaina was right. With Alleria's temperament, she would definitely not choose to escape. This is why in Quel'Thalas

At a critical moment during the war, Nathanos helped her escape the cause of her death.

Make a decision between your life and your lover?

Sylvanas sighed. She could imagine that Nathanos must have chosen the latter without any thought. But what was the result? He faced enemies several times his own. The female elf did not dare to think about Nathanos.

Then something terrible happened to Si.

"Jaina, thank you for telling me this." Sylvanas lowered her head and smiled back. "But I hope you won't ask about Nathanos."

"Why? His father is among my people. I can't possibly..."

"Please."

Jaina was speechless. She tried to clear her thoughts, but it was no use. What happened to Nathanos?

"There's a situation!"

The sudden exclamation in the camp suddenly made the atmosphere tense again.

Sylvanas and Jaina stood up at the same time to see the soldier who shouted loudly. He stood on the guard tower and found that the boulder that collapsed in the middle of the road was loose.

A bolt of red lightning shot out of it and hit the sentry tower. Only the charred corpses of the sentry who issued the warning were left.

In everyone's astonishment, two tall figures appeared from the rocks. One was the Dread Lord and the other was the Lich.

"You are guarding a world that is destined to be destroyed! Run away, and maybe you can survive for a few more days."

"The final battle of the Burning Legion has begun! The world is once again at our mercy. Leave no one alive!"

The enemy launched another attack, and Sylvanas asked Jaina: "Are you okay now?"

The female mage put away the remaining cheese. "Well, that's all."

When the explosion came, the sky turned from gray to black. Nathanos' heart sank.

"Kel'Thuzad?"

"That Lich is not the lackey of the Lich King." Medivh corrected, "But his power is not much worse than Kel'Thuzad. His name is Reki Winterwinter. The other Dread Lord is called Anersalon.

After the death of Kedios, he will be the new leader of the Dread Lords."

"Two powerful men were sent out at once. It seems that Archimonde is already anxious. He wants to break through Jaina's defense line immediately."
Chapter completed!