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Others may not recognize the person's identity, but Gianna can. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Of course, even if she could only recognize the identities of half of them, her eyes suddenly lit up when she thought of the battle at this time.

"Varian, Magni, and Limu...... Thank you, thank you, thank you so much. ”

Gianna's body was suddenly about to weaken, in fact, fighting Akmund so far was really a very difficult thing for her, a girl who had just been promoted to the division for a short time.

And among the masters in the audience, maybe she is the only one who is not a hero.

But now in Theramore, there is no more powerful magician than her, and some powerful enough divisions, even if their own strength has not reached the hero level, is not worse than other hero level, what they lack is just accumulation and time.

Gianna is undoubtedly the most vivid representative of these people.

She has enough strength and outstanding talent, but because of her age, her accumulation is slightly insufficient, so she has not been able to enter the hero level for a long time. However, her combat power is not worse than the average hero, at least with her coquettish teleportation technique inherited from Antonidas, there are very few people who can catch her.

But even so, she is still a very young girl after all, and the battle is not unexperienced, but an opponent of the level of Akmund, to be honest, let alone her, there are not many people present who have really experienced it.

So this battle was particularly difficult for her, and her mind was already tense and could be broken at any time. Now that the reinforcements suddenly arrived, her heartstrings, which had been tense, relaxed, and her mind was dizzy, and she almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Tyrande was close to her left, and hurriedly reached out to support her, so as not to make her make a fool of herself.

As for why Gianna was able to recognize the identities of three of them, it is easy to understand.

Varian is the king of the kingdom of Stormwind and a former prince, and when the orcs fought and the alliance was first established, she and Varian met each other as the heirs of the two human kingdoms. This is also true for Du Teng, but Du Teng has not yet come at that time, but Limu's identity is the same as those two.

Gilneth wasn't isolated at the time, so it wasn't a big deal to know each other.

It's normal that they all know Arthas.

As for Magni, it is also a matter of identity, although the Kingdom of Kurtiras does not have too deep contact with Ironforge, after all, it is one of the largest forces in the world of Azeroth, and the power of Ironforge is not necessarily weaker than that of Kurtiras. In the orc war back then, they were all exhibitors, not to mention how familiar they were, there was always a meeting.

As for the other three, she couldn't recognize them, but the identities of the two inside were easy to guess.

"Romans, it's you!"

Malfurion stepped forward, staring at Romans with his eyes fixed on him. Tyrande lifted Gianna's hands and looked over his eyes.

The difference was that Malfurion's eyes were tinged with hatred, while Tyrande's eyes were filled with regret.

"Malfurion, Tyrande, long time no see."

Romans was much gentler, he smiled and said hello to the two opposites, and then stood beside Du Teng without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the field suddenly became cold.

In ancient times, the invasion of the Burning Legion had to bear the responsibility that could not be washed away, and even now, the Night Elves still have little affection for the mage profession. In particular, the upper elves betrayed them, not only reusing magic after the battle, but even actively separating the elves at the end. Not only did they take away a large number of clansmen, but they also took away a lot of supplies.

Although these materials nominally belong to the upper elves, in the final analysis, they belong to the entire elven clan.

And in order to avenge the Night Elves' exclusion of them, the upper elves actually took away most of the materials belonging to all the elves when they left. It once made the Night Elves so poor that they almost couldn't open the pot, and it took many years to gradually recover. Now that we meet again, it's no wonder that Malfurion can have a good face for him.

As for why they would know each other, that's a long story.

The High Elves have only been away for a few thousand years, and although they no longer have permanent life, as the original immortal race, even if they lose the power of immortality, as long as they have enough magic power, they can still survive for a long time.

And Romans, when Darth Rema led the upper elves out of Kalimdor, was just a child.

His family also has a lofty status and a long history among the upper elves, whether it is the secret methods passed down by the family or the resources possessed by the family, they are unimaginable to ordinary people.

And he Romans is also a rare magic wizard in the family, so his parents value him very much. While other elves may starve during his travels, he suffers no more than this. While other elves are freezing to death and starving to death because of the loss of their magic power, he has absolutely enough magic power to use in a corner that others can't see.

And the children of his generation still more or less retain a trace of the power that elves once had.

When all of this was combined, it made him live for thousands of years.

Of course, there were people his age in Quel'Thalas, and this was not the only case. Anastarian, for example, is the same generation as Romans, and Kael'thas, for example, is much older than he seems.

As for the High Elf hero Darth Rema, he is theoretically more alive than these people, but unfortunately he was injured in the War of the Ancients, and it was very serious. Although he was later cured, there is no doubt that it still affected his body. The series of battles that followed, including the war with the trolls, caused a lot of trouble for the great man's body.

The successive kings basically died early for various reasons, and it can be said that only Anastarian lived the longest in modern times.

Of course, in modern times, the High Elves have gradually lost their ability to live a long life.

Generations of newborns can be said to be getting worse and worse in physical fitness compared to their ancestors. It's not that the body is not healthy enough, nor is the body not strong enough, but the vitality of the body has begun to be greatly reduced.

Nowadays, the newborn High Elves do not have such a long lifespan, and they only live a little longer than a race like humans at most.

So it can be said that Romans, the stubble, is the only group of old people left in the High Elves.

And when Romans was still an upper-class elf, he had contact with Malfurion more than once, or rather, his father had contact with Malfurion, and he, as the eldest son, naturally followed him all the time. He didn't have the slightest affection for this "extreme" fellow clan. Just as the other party didn't like him, to be honest, if it weren't for the greater threat of the Burning Legion, he would never be here.

"Hmph, it's been a long time since I saw you, you were a child, and you haven't seen you for thousands of years, and you've become a person who is going to die."

Malfurion looked at Romans with an unhappy expression, his expression very ugly, as if he had eaten hundreds of flies. No, maybe for Malfurion, eating a few hundred flies wouldn't make him so unhappy.

"That's right, I don't have many years to live, and I certainly can't compare to you. You have the Well of Eternity, the World Tree, and the Guardian Dragon's command, and of course you can live forever. ”

The corners of Romans' mouth curled, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he deliberately accentuated the words "Well of Eternity", "World Tree", and "Blessing".

"You!"

Malfurion's eyes widened.

Fortunately, Sal came over in time, these people in front of him were all part of the former alliance, and they could be regarded as enemies for him and his people, but now the enemy is now, and he is not such a cautious person in the world.

"Gianna, won't you introduce us to these guys?"

In fact, there were only two, one was a dwarf and the other was a woman.

"My name is Milhouse Mana Storm, and I'm the most powerful mage of the gnomes! That's right, I'm the most powerful, I'm Mana Storm, I'm Millhouse, yo roar~ I'm the most powerful magician! ”

Milhouse couldn't help jumping out at the first time, it was really not easy for him to insist on speaking until now with such a roaring temperament.

"Hey! Are you the legendary orc? The last time you went to war with humans, I was still out and about, but I didn't expect you to be defeated when I came back, it's a shame, but we can be good friends, you know? I've never seen anything else, and I've heard you're not natives of Azeroth? If you're willing to let me dissect ......"

Milhouse was not finished, and he simply could not continue. If he continues to talk about it, he will be in big trouble, although the world is broad-minded, but if he is so "provocative", he will still offend people to death.

Romax could be said to know Du Teng the most among the people present, and he had even guessed Du Teng's ultimate goal, so without waiting for Du Teng to interject, he directly pulled Milhouse aside and stopped letting him speak.

Look at the green tendons on Sal's head, and let him continue, Sal is afraid that he will go berserk.

"Gianna, can you introduce me to the lady over there? Do you know her? ”

The atmosphere in the field was really not very good, Sal's forehead was bruised, Malfurion glared at Romans, Varian looked at Sal with a blank look, Woking's eyes locked on Milhouse, Kane's hands were clenched tightly, and he was about to burst the totem pole.

In short, except for the atmosphere when Du Teng and the others first appeared, it was only a few tens of seconds, and it was like an ice cave, and the atmosphere was even more solemn than when they faced Akmund.

"Haha, ants, I also mean that you are companions, I didn't expect you to have conflicts with each other, do you want me to wait for you? You can solve the problem between you first, maybe it's better to fight directly, anyway, you're all dead, it's just a matter of time. I can wait for you. ”

Akmund didn't attack again since just now, he clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at these "ants" in front of him with a smile, his expression was relaxed and relaxed, and he didn't pay attention to these people at all, as if they were not the most powerful group of people in this world at all.

Of course, he has such capital.

Akmund's "Hong Zhong Da Lu" suddenly woke up these people.

"Ladies and gentlemen, although you have your own positions, your own different reasons, and your own insistences, we are not gathered here today to quarrel, let alone to solve those problems left over from history. Everyone, imagine that your people and homeland, the Burning Legion is the great enemy of all of Azeroth, and if we fail, all of Azeroth will be completely destroyed, and when the time comes, it's not that I speak badly......"

Duten turned his head to look at the people around him, and with his left hand, he clicked in turn, Malfurion, Sal, Woking, Romans, Milhouse......

"One of you counts as one, no one wants to live, don't tell me how much your family hatred and country hate, I'll just say a word, if you don't even have a homeland, do you still have a person to rely on for your hatred?"

Du Teng's voice was not high, his voice was faint, and his expression was also calm.

But as his words landed, everyone, regardless of their angry eyes or green muscles, calmed down at this moment.

yes, what the hell are they here for? If it's just for the sake of arguing, just for fighting, it can be done at other times. Now, at a critical juncture for the survival of the entire Azeroth, there is no room for distraction.

Fortunately, Akmund had been watching the play next to him and didn't rush to do it, otherwise...... The consequences are unimaginable.

Seeing that there was no drama to watch, Akmund sighed helplessly.

"I've given you time, Ant, but it's a pity that you've let me down, and if I'm disappointed, I'll be very upset. I'm not happy...... You're going to die faster! ”

With a hideous smile on his face, Akmund's arms slowly loosened, and a terrifying wave of evil energy began to converge.

"You're Tyrande, High Priestess of the Night Elves, I've heard your name for a long time. You just asked Gianna who this lady is next to me, I'm sorry, Gianna probably doesn't know her, because she rarely shows her true identity in front of people......"

Duten turned his head and smiled at Tyrande, then turned his head.

"I give you permission to act."

"Hmph."

Onexia snorted softly, showing disdain. Then she looked up at the behemoth in front of her, even she felt extremely terrifying. But now wasn't the time to be terrified, she took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

The graceful figure took two steps, the body jumped suddenly, and in the next second, in a thick fog, a huge black shadow rose into the sky and hit Akmund's head.

"Do it!"

Du Teng roared angrily, clenched the giant sword in his hand, and rushed forward after him. Not to be outdone, the others, whether they were those who had been fighting for a long time, or the reinforcements who had just arrived, all raised their weapons in unison.

Against Akmund, the second leg begins! (To be continued.) )