Jaina is an archmage, the top spellcaster in the human world.
She is very young, barely 18 years old at this age. Being able to receive the title of "Arch Mage" from the six-member Dalaran Council at this age only shows that she is indeed extremely talented in the field of magic.
Archmage Krasus, the most mysterious member of the Council of Six, once commented that Jaina was the most talented mortal he had ever seen in the field of frost magic. Even the existence of this little girl was most likely a matter of frost magic.
The manifestation of the true essence in the mortal world.
This is undoubtedly an extremely rare evaluation. Considering the true identity of Krasus, it can only be said that for Jaina, it is difficult for observers to describe her as gifted.
However, to become an archmage in Dalaran, in addition to talent and spellcasting ability, there is also a hard requirement, which is an understanding of the magic background and the storage of a large amount of magic knowledge. This is to prevent some talented mages from acquiring it too early.
The best reputation and talent is wasted in the future.
But Jaina did it. At the age of 18, she almost had a walking library in her mind. She was familiar with all kinds of magical knowledge and even some stories spread by mages. Because of this, at present,
When she was faced with such a bad situation, which could be called a desperate situation, when a voice suddenly popped up in her mind, Jaina's first reaction was not to respond to it.
"Shua"
A mental detection magic was cast on herself. The magic of this magic wrapped around Jaina's slender body, causing her long golden hair mixed with a trace of white to fly behind her head. However, the result of this magic detection made her very sad.
surprise.
There was no weird spirit attached to her, so...that voice?
"Are you curious about my identity? Daughter of the sea, what do you think I am? A resentful spirit, a villain who hides his head and shows his tail? Hahaha, with all due respect, little girl, you should pay more attention to what is in front of you.
Let’s get on with things.”
The strange voice appeared again, causing Jaina to subconsciously tighten her grip on the staff. She pursed her lips and said in a deep voice:
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
"Oh, there are still 15 minutes at most..."
The voice said something that didn't answer the question. Jaina's eyes turned to the dancing flames on the sea in the distance. She immediately understood what the 15 minutes this guy was talking about was... After Dai Lin's Sea King Power joined the battle, with its terrifying
With the firepower and precision, in 15 minutes at most, the Kul Tiras First Fleet will be completely sent into the deep sea in the form of wreckage.
This gave 18-year-old Jaina a sense of urgency. She tightened her fingers on the staff again, and then she realized that the initiative in this weird conversation had been completely lost to that damn, inexplicable, weird woman.
Got it.
"What should I do?"
Gianna asked again. This time, she no longer concealed the anxiety in her voice, and the hoarse female voice also let out a series of laughter that seemed to be very happy.
"Good, you are starting to understand the rules, hold on to your pendant!"
"What?"
Jaina was stunned for a moment, and the voice said impatiently:
"Hold your pendant tightly. Dai Lin entrusted the King of Dark Blade to give it to you...it is the key!"
The Archmage lowered her head and glanced at the silver anchor pendant hanging on her chest. It was only then that she discovered that the periphery of the pendant was shrouded in a white shimmer. This was obviously abnormal. She could not understand this phenomenon.
, but this abnormal phenomenon itself represents a kind of hope at this moment.
Jaina's cold fingers held the silver pendant, and the thin silver chain wrapped around her neck was torn off. She held it up in front of her eyes, and a warm, familiar breath rippled from her hands, reminding her of
The smell of the sea breeze in Port Boralus.
"Recite your brother's name silently."
The voice gave instructions again, but this time, Jaina was completely stunned. After a few seconds, she stammered:
"I...I don't have any memory..."
"No? Haha, stop making trouble, little girl. People in the whole world are telling you that you don't have a younger brother, but I know and you also know that you do! You just forgot his name, but the blood of
The contact makes you never forget him. There are holes in your memory, little girl. This is a blessing for you and your brother."
The voice slowly explained something to Jaina, and then, during Jaina's hesitation, the voice said as if it was a joke:
"So, I guess, you may not know that you are not Dai Lin's only daughter... but you do have a sister. As for why she cannot appear in your memory, there may be many, many reasons, such as
explain..."
"She is... an illegitimate child."
Gianna took this sentence, her eyes a little dazed at this moment:
"When I was a child, my parents did have a quarrel for a while, and those few words... Fenna, her name is Fenna, right?"
"Oh, I can't tell you this, daughter of the sea."
The woman who could feel a sense of maturity just from her voice seemed to be teasing Gianna on purpose. With sharp laughter, she read out the name:
"Tarred...Tarred Proudmoore, say this name silently, daughter of the sea, and guide your brother the way home. Judging from the current situation, you and your brother, and your
Followers urgently need help from him. Haha, a young man who has lost his name and life will actually become the savior of civilization. Things in the world are really impermanent."
The voice let out a sigh of emotion, and then dimmed quietly. She seemed to have finished what she wanted to do, and she was leaving.
And Jaina silently recited the name "Tarred Proudmoore" in her heart. She could feel that her thoughts seemed to extend into a strange space through the pendant in her hand, and when she silently recited the name of her brother,
When he said his name, she could even hear a vague response.
"Don't go! I still have...questions."
The archmage called out to that voice in her heart, but she never received a response, until she heard the quirk of that voice. At this moment, the 18-year-old archmage was a little shy and embarrassed, but in the end, the desire for ignorance overwhelmed her.
With her inner emotions, she shouted in a low voice:
"Sister...sister, are you still there?"
"Oh, little cutie... Of course I am here. You are so good. This voice reminds me of the little priest at that time. Like you, she has a beautiful face and is a little shy, but she hides in her heart
Catching a poisonous snake...that bitch!"
That mature and magnetic voice seemed to have found a new toy, appearing in Jaina's mind again. The Archmage could even feel a pair of hands touching her cheek, but when she spoke to the end, that sharp tone
The hatred and disgust in her voice really made Jaina feel that she might have made a reckless decision.
But now that he has made a decision, he can waste his will. The archmage raised the pendant that emitted more and more intense white light into the air and asked:
"Why do you know so much about me and my family?"
"Oh, because I am very free, daughter of the sea."
The voice said nonchalantly:
"The years of my existence are more than ten times the history of your family. Almost all civilizations in this world, except for the trolls, have grown up under my gaze. I have seen your robe in the night sky and the sea.
My compatriots wearing animal skins and holding stone spears entered the sea with fear for the first time, and I also witnessed your first stone city being built from scratch."
"I witnessed with my own eyes your ancestors gathered here and established a meaningless civilization in my opinion. They were like insects crawling on the ground, doing their best to make their own war weapons, and then launching endless conquests...
.Just for a little scrap..."
"Your individuals have no ideas of their own, and your leaders have lost their glory... Your civilization is groping for its way forward in the darkness, but you don't know that the reins that lead them forward are already in the hands of careerists... I know
Little girl, in my opinion, the 3,000-year history of human civilization is not even as interesting to me as what happened in the five years of the system established by the Dark Blade King in the south..."
The voice spoke in Jaina's soul in a hymn-like tone:
"He brought about change, daughter of the sea. I also made mistakes. I also wanted to cause change, but I failed, and he did it... The fire of change that will last for thousands of years has been ignited in this world.
, the darkness beyond civilization and wisdom is about to be dispelled, and you, like me, have to face an unknown future. Frankly speaking, this makes me feel that there is finally a trace of fun in my boring life."
"But he's a tyrant! He's a butcher! Tyrion Dawnblade, he's... a damned man!"
Jaina retorted. After a moment, the voice seemed a little disappointed. She seemed to be tired and said the last words:
"No, Jaina Proudmoore, you are trapped in narrow thinking and cannot transcend it. From my point of view, what he has done so far is ten thousand greater than you who claim to be just and bright.
Times...seriously, after everything you have experienced, do you really still feel that you represent justice?"
She paused, as if to give Gianna time to react, but before Gianna could speak, her voice slowly trailed off.
"You have disappointed me a little, daughter of the sea, but maybe it's because you are too immature. It doesn't matter. I have enough time to wait for you to grow up...and to quietly watch the flames of this world that are about to ignite...
This is much more interesting than dealing with those crazy cultists."
The whispers completely disappeared at this moment. No matter how many times Jaina called, the voice never sounded again, as if she had truly fallen asleep.
On the other side, in the gap between the worlds, in this inaccessible space, there is also a sea, a sky, and clouds, but everything here is still. On that sea, the third and fourth fleets of Kul Tiras
Anchored in the sea is like a completely lost traveler, not knowing where to go.
And there are not only these two fleets on the sea, but also many ships with different styles. Some ships are even decorated with bow images that were popular hundreds of years ago.
Like a group of people abandoned by the world...
"There! There!"
Tanred Promodel, who has been forgotten by the whole world, stands on the bridge of his flagship. This 18-year-old, bohemian young man is still as he was when he disappeared, like a prodigal, with his golden hair spread out.
On his shoulders, the captain's uniform was also open to the chest, but at this moment, the prince of Kul Tiras with blue eyes seemed to have seen the lighthouse coming home. He raised the command knife in his hand and shouted loudly
shouted:
"I heard Anna's voice, she was calling me...she needed me...our country, our people need us!"
"Kul Tiran fleet! I am Tanred Proudmoore! Listen to my orders... The enemy is ahead, advance at full speed, prepare for battle!"
"No matter what is outside, no matter what is outside...let them see how powerful we Kul Tirans are! Charge!"
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"I'm going to... I'm going to lose..."
The pale-faced Drake reluctantly stood up with the support of Adjutant Sanders. In front of his eyes, the masts of the Queen Anna were set on fire by the shelling of the Sea King. His Kul Tiras First
The fleet has lost two-thirds of its warships, and everyone in the remaining one-third has suffered injuries.
He just knew that his father was very powerful, but when he actually stood opposite the fleet commanded by his father, he realized what the title "King of the Sea" really meant.
Dai Lin saw through each of his orders when they were issued. As soon as the fleet made an attack, the other side had already begun targeted counterattacks. Coupled with the undead soldiers' 100% execution of orders, Dai Lin only used
One-third of the ghost fleet in the fog suppressed the entire Kul Tiras Armada on the sea, almost unilaterally defeating them.
Drake realized that he was too young... In front of his old father, his little naval combat experience could only last so far.
"Crash it over!"
The admiral of Kul Tiras looked at the burning flagship and said softly:
"Sanders, you come and sail the ship, ram it, and entangle my father's ship... Give the people time to escape from the battlefield... We must do this..."
"As you command, General!"
Colonel Sanders has served the Proudmoore family for generations. When he heard this cruel order, the colonel was stunned for a moment, but then he gritted his teeth, walked through the fire, and rushed into the control room of the battleship.
In the Burning Sword, Drake struggled to support his body with his command sword. He raised his head and looked at the Sea King Power roaring on the sea through the flames. The only remaining Tide Sage struggled to drive the water flow.
Amidst the noise, the young captain gritted his teeth, raised his blood-soaked chest, and shouted loudly:
"Dailin!"
"I, Derek Proudmoore, I am here to...challenge you!!!"