In front of the Dark Queen Sylvanas, the pretentious Gallywix is just a dispensable little goblin.
Gallywix gave the goblins of the Kezan Islands a one-in-a-thousandth chance of survival, thus gaining widespread support.
After surrendering to Sylvanas, Gallywix's chance of survival was less than one thousandth.
But for this slim hope, Gallywix had no choice but to surrender.
After the negotiation failed, Gallywix returned to the ship with this idea in mind and immediately showed a look of surprise.
Wrathion the Adventer, Thrall the Savior, and Jaina the Archmage all boarded the flagship at some point.
Gallywix immediately gained confidence, knelt on the ground and hugged Wrathion's thigh, crying bitterly: "Great descendant, Sylvanas has gone too far to bully others, please make the decision for me."
Wrathion said calmly: "Goblin, you did a good job. For the sake of your good performance just now, I won't tear you apart, but punishment is inevitable."
Gallywix was inexplicable and suddenly felt a sharp pain. Every muscle in his body seemed to be torn to pieces and then put back together again. This was repeated ninety-nine times.
When everything was over, Gallywix's consciousness almost collapsed and he paralyzed on the ground. This was torture that directly affected his soul, but his body was unscathed.
This terrible torture was forever buried in his heart. In the days that followed, Gallywix woke up from nightmares countless times and wandered on the edge of madness several times.
Gallywix finally figured it out. His performance was too good and his achievements shocked the master. This was a taboo in the workplace, which caused Wrathion's displeasure.
Thrall stepped on Gallywix's stomach, deliberately added force, and sat next to Wrathion.
Jaina laughed, spitting out a sharp knife from the heel of her shoe, stabbing into Gallywix's stomach, and stirred it a few times.
Such a degree of punishment, compared to Wrathion's soul torture just now, can be said to be quite merciful. Gallywix reluctantly got up and knelt in front of Wrathion:
"Thank you for your kindness."
Wrathion nodded and said calmly:
"Let's settle this account for now. You can enjoy all the prosperity of the world while you are alive. After you die, I will take away your soul and torture you day and night, life after life, forever and ever."
Gallywix was scared to death. The only way to escape from this tragic fate was to serve Wrathion wholeheartedly and win his favor. This would depend on his subsequent performance.
Wrathion seemed to ask casually: "Thall, I heard that Sylvanas was originally a high elf and was eaten by you."
Sal said flatteringly: "Yes, I did it."
"That's right." Wrathion said calmly: "Sylvanas is on the opposite side. You should order her to retreat and solve this little trouble."
Thrall shook his head in embarrassment: "But now Sylvanas will not obey my orders."
Wrathion yawned and seemed a little sleepy:
"This is your business. I'm tired. I'll go to the cabin to rest. When I wake up, if I can't solve the problem, you know what the consequences will be."
Wrathion went down to rest, and Thrall looked at Jaina with a worried look on his face: "Jaina, you are an archmage, I can only count on you."
Jaina stood up angrily and yelled: "Thall, you are the savior, do you have to rely on me for everything?"
Thrall waved his hand and said: "You have heard that if we cannot deal with Sylvanas' fleet, the end will be extremely bleak."
Jaina sat down helplessly, covering her forehead with her right hand, and murmured:
"I can't fight against two fleets by myself, let alone with my mentor Antonidas here. After becoming the Forsaken, his strength is quite terrifying."
Thrall was also thinking about countermeasures and said fiercely: "We can ask Ronin to help. With Dalaran's strength, Sylvanas can easily succumb."
Jaina shook her head: "Dalaran will never dare to be an enemy of Garrosh. The cowardly Dalaran mages are useless in front of the orcs. Garrosh will definitely tear Ronin to pieces and eat all the Dalaran mages."
Sal looked out the window and suddenly thought of something:
"Jaina, I heard that after your father's death, Kul Tiras reorganized a fleet, commanded by your brother Tandre Proudmoore. The Kul Tiras navy became famous in Azeroth and was destroyed.
The Horde's two fleets made it easy."
Jaina stood up again and yelled: "Are you crazy? Have you forgotten how my father died? My brother wants to tear you and me apart with his own hands."
Thrall reminded insidiously: "Jaina, are you still wearing your father's necklace? I heard that it is the heart of the fleet passed down from generation to generation by Proudmoore."
Jaina touched the Heart of the Fleet around her neck. As a great mage, she naturally knew the function of this necklace. Jaina sat down quietly and thought about the countermeasures carefully.
"Perhaps we can do this. Although I don't have enough mana, in the name of Thrall, the savior, I can ask the Dalaran mage to provide support. Dalaran dare not confront Garrosh openly, but is helping secretly. I think Dalaran
Ning should not refuse."
Ever since Orgrimmar and the Forsaken fleet blocked the Kezan Islands, Kul Tiras has always been in a state of first-level alert. All warships are fully equipped, loaded with ammunition and fresh water, and ready to go to sea for a battle at any time.
The insidious orcs are best at conspiracy. For the safety of the people of Kul Tiran, Tandre Proudmoore, as the commander, did not dare to let down his guard at all, and ate and lived on the warship.
Tandre was patrolling the deck as usual, and suddenly there was an unusual smell. Several mages hurriedly boarded the deck and surrounded Tandre.
"We detected the teleportation spell." A mage said cautiously: "The person who came here is very powerful. He is a great mage. I am afraid he is targeting us."
"The person coming is a woman." Another mage added.
"It's Jaina." Tandre confirmed: "Send the order, all warships are ready for battle, the daughter of the sea is back."
Jaina, the daughter of the sea, is a sharp sword hanging over the heads of the people of Kul Tiran, a nightmare for the kingdom, a terrifying existence that can make children stop crying.
In order to fight against this terrifying woman, Tandre hired many mages at a high price to develop magic corresponding to Jaina's characteristics.
But after all, there are two guardians behind Jaina. Although she has made complete preparations, Tandre is not fully confident.
A portal appeared in mid-air. Jaina's body was wrapped in a purple magic shield and floated quietly in the air. Facing the Kul Tirans who were waiting for them, Jaina chuckled:
"My brother, it seems that the fleet is ready for battle."
The sea was rough, gray fog filled the port, and all the warships were hidden in the fog. The Tide Sage took action, using the power of the sea to fight against Jaina.
Tandre said coldly: "Jaina, you are not welcome in Kul Tiras."
Jaina said expressionlessly:
"I have never had a good impression of this place. Kul Tiras is like the cold wind in Northrend, which only makes me feel the chill to the bone. My dear brother and savior Thrall is in danger. For the sake of Azeroth,
Sir, you must send the fleet. This is not a request, but an order."