Countess Caterina was also nervous by Berval's question, and she seemed to indifferently direct the guards to sweep the rubble in front of the palace, but in fact she pricked up her ears to listen, and half a day ago she felt that her connection with that part of the trait had been completely severed, and her heart was so sad and indignant that she could not help herself, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

Maybe that part of the trait ran away on its own? Do you still have a chance to integrate this part of the trait into your body? With some hope, she looked at Vanessa.

Vanessa took out a badly damaged arrow first.

There was still a faint death aura at the position of the arrow, but it was not sharp, and the arrow was stained with dragon blood, and it was already broken.

The arrow pierced through the Black Dragon Princess, and the actual arrow itself was also corroded enough by the shadow energy in the Black Dragon Princess's body, and the power of death and the power of the shadow were obviously not a family.

Sylvanas didn't care when she shot the arrow, she knew that the arrow was no longer usable, and Vanessa, for several reasons, still walked around the Burning Plains for most of the circle, picking up the abandoned arrows and giving them to the people in Stormwind.

"I'm no match for the Black Dragon, but the Black Dragon was shot by Sylvanas, a very deadly arrow, and then we fell into the lava river together, and it took me a lot of effort to climb out."

With a "bang", Countess Catalina only felt that her heart was about to break, her fists were clenched, her teeth were clenched, and she could see clearly when the arrow was taken out, and the dragon's blood on it was hers, and there was no falsehood at all.

Who else can shoot this arrow on the Azeroth continent now, and can attach the power of death to the arrow?

Countess Caterina had never seen Sylvanas, but she knew that the Banshee King was dead, and that part of herself had been shot with Sylvanas's arrows......

Sylvanas! This bitch! She hated it to the extreme, and her face turned pale.

She hurriedly turned her back to a few people, afraid of being seen as flawed.

In fact, no one really paid attention to her, and everyone was seriously injured.

Only Berval examined the arrow and did not continue to ask.

He and the two legends of the King of Wa and the help of the Red Dragon killed the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, such a strong lineup also caused serious injuries to his side, poor Red Dragon is still sleeping in the back of the palace, and his and the Wawang's injuries will not be healed without a month or two of work.

Now it would be a bit of a lie to say that Vanessa killed another dragon alone, but the druids were not strong enough to do so.

It is more credible to have the fatal arrow shot by Sylvanas, which is equivalent to the two of them working together to take down the Black Dragon Princess, as for the purpose of the other party shooting this arrow, everyone can basically think of it.

Seeing that the Black Dragon Princess successfully threw the pot to Sylvanas, Vanessa pursed her lips, she craned her neck and looked around, it was a pity that Nefarian's collection was all taken away by Bervar, that is, except for Ashkandi. The sword of the Brotherhood, I didn't get anything!

Angry!

Countess Caterina is sad about the loss of her other half, Vanessa is sad that there is too little loot, and of course the saddest is the King of Wa.

"The marshal died because of my cowardice...... I hate myself so much! "King Varian has been hammering his head, and he blames himself very much, and he wants to cheer himself up, but he always feels that he can't do it.

Vanessa sighed, she didn't know what it was like for such an independent individual to be split into two people, she could only sympathize.

Countess Catalina also sighed against the wall, maybe the other half of the tile king can be recovered, but her own other half will never be found......

She was now so confused that many of the dragonmen's men had been co-opted by her brother and died in the battle of Stormwind.

The only black dragon Ebertstaff who was not bewitched also left her, because for Eberstaff, Countess Catalina was removed from her bloodline, and now she is no longer a dragon, and the two sides are no longer subordinate, as a young dragon, he still has a lot of time, and there is no need to spend it with her in Stormwind.

Ebertstaff, plus the three young dragons under the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, Flegel, Ebonok, and Filmore, they are not the direct bloodlines of Deathwing, but they are also real black dragons, taking advantage of the chaos in the city, the four young black dragons went to the continent of Kalimdor together.

What to do on Kalimdor Continent? Of course, it's to get the treasure of the Black Dragon Princess! In the values of dragons, she is dead, and the treasure of her life belongs to the ownerless, and the treasure of one dragon is enough for their four young dragons to divide up.

Thinking of this, Countess Caterina wanted to cry without tears, but she had lost her dragon blood, let alone flying, and now she couldn't even transform, and she couldn't cross the endless sea to return to her lair.

Thinking of the mountains of treasures in her lair, she was so sad that she wanted to pound the wall, and her own loss was too great.

Seeing that they were all grieving, Vanessa felt that there was nothing to do in the palace scene, and she was going to join her men, so she immediately got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait, Miss Vanessa." Bolval hurriedly stopped her.

Anything else?

Bolvar is also quite entangled now, if he had given orders directly in the past, but now his identity is embarrassing, he is no longer the regent, the king and the prince are all there, what kind of green onion is he!

He paused as soon as he spoke, for he didn't know what he should be to say about it.

The little prince Anduin was very smart, he saw through the impasse in front of him, and then looked at his father, who had no intention of politics.

He thought about it, and then lay down beside King Wa, and the father and son whispered a few words.

King Varian stood up happily: "I am a descendant of Soladin the Great, Lane. Urien's son, I'm Varian. Wryn appointed Berval in the name of King of the Stormwind Kingdom. The Grand Duke of Vortagan is the interim Prime Minister and has full authority to deal with the disaster relief work in the city......"

He had just been tossed by the Black Dragon Prince, and he was now a little worried about the position of Prime Minister, so he added temporary restrictions.

Temporarily, Bolval doesn't care, with this name he can do things easily.

He looked at Vanessa, "Miss Struid, Stormwind needs to be rebuilt, how many workers do you still have?" I need you to organize the workers immediately and set up some temporary shelters in the Holy Light District first. ”

"If you wish, I'll do it." Now is not the time to bargain, this matter is not difficult, just get some simple houses, the brotherhood still has a lot of building materials in hand, she immediately agreed.

When she walked out of the palace, she didn't know what she didn't know, and she was shocked when she learned about it, and like the whole city, her men were also hit hard.

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