At this moment, Varian immense pain.
"Jaina, you can't treat me like this! Have you forgotten the wonderful times we spent together?" Varian wept bitterly.
The Female Orcs Jaina tore off a large chunk of meat, chewed it carefully, and grinned maliciously:
"Humans are nothing but food for the Orcs. To tell you the truth, Varian, you're nothing more than supplying Garrosh with provisions. Your soldiers will all become Tough Jerky."
"You serve Garrosh?" Varian exclaimed in surprise.
The Female Orcs Jaina showed disgust and scoffed:
"Fool, can't you see this? I was invited by Thrall to incite you to send out a large army, causing you and Garrosh to weaken each other. These 30,000 soldiers were fed to the Orcs, making your life-or-death struggle with Garrosh, while Thrall could reap the benefits. That's right, I'm using you. Did you have a choice? Trash."
The Female Orcs Jaina bit off another large chunk of flesh from Varian's shoulder.
Varian pleaded desperately with the resurrected spy, "Save me! I know I was wrong!"
The spy took off his clothes, revealing a horrific wound on his chest:
"Your King, have you forgotten what you did for this female Orcs?"
Varian screamed again, protesting, "No, no, it wasn't my fault, I was just bewitched."
Female Orcs Jaina, cried out with blood streaming from her mouth, "Let me go, or I'll eat your King!"
The spy chuckled nonchalantly, "Eat up, eat up. Stormwind City has no shortage of Kings; after all, everyone wants to be King."
Under the watchful eyes of the Alliance soldiers, and amidst the countless Restless Souls, the Female Orcs Jaina tore pieces of Varian's flesh from his body.
Varian finally ran out of strength, his arms and chest covered in blood, with bones exposed in several places, and he collapsed on the deck like a broken rag doll.
The Female Orcs Jaina looked around and realized that no one cared about Varian's life or death.
"Ha ha ha, you won't kill me, Kalecgos, take me away."
A resounding dragon roar echoed, and a Blue Dragonflight down from the clouds, its streamlined, slender body and beautiful scales reflecting light.
Kalecgos cautiously looked around. Alliance soldiers were watching him intently, and countless ghosts stood on the sea. Kalecgos was quite frightened and hesitated whether to approach the Female Orcs Jaina.
The Female Orcs Jaina roared, "Kalecgos, do you want to die?"
Remembering the various methods used by the Female Orcs Jaina, Kalecgos a chill run down his spine. He had no choice but to steel himself and grab Female Orcs Jaina. Surprisingly, it went smoothly, and no one stopped him.
On an Island, Kalecgos put down the Female Orcs Jaina and was about to say a few flattering words when he heard the voice of the Sathrovarr the Corruptor.
"Jaina, so you've lost your magic." Kalecgos smiled maliciously.
The Female Orcs Jaina looked horrified as Kalecgos opened his mouth wide, biting her thick waist and chewing her Orcs.
"It tastes good!" Kalecgos nodded.
Orgrimmar.
The Kor'kron elite forces have been assembled. In order to defeat Thrall, Garrosh once again brought in a large number of Orcs from the Caverns of Time, bringing the Kor'kron Legion to over 50,000.
Garrosh paid no attention to King Varian and his Alliance army, having already laid a trap.
Garrosh believed that Varian had come to deliver military supplies.
Garrosh was in a precarious situation. If Thrall's Fel Orcs Legion and Varian's Alliance forces attacked the Vale of Eternal Blossoms and Orgrimmar simultaneously, Garrosh would be in real danger. However, he understood Thrall and knew that Thrall would never cooperate with the Alliance.
As for Varian, he was just an immature kid who knew nothing of the conspiracy.
After taking over Stormwind City from the Black Dragon Princess, Varian made countless mistakes, allowing Thrall and Garrosh to lead him by the nose one after the other.
Calculating the time, it should be about right. Garrosh picked up his binoculars but didn't see the Alliance fleet.
What exactly happened?
Garrosh was puzzled.
Not far from Orgrimmar, the Forsaken's Sprout Zombies Legion had set up camp, but the Alliance army was nowhere to be seen.
After pondering for a long time, Garrosh ignored the advice of his generals and continued to deploy his troops in Orgrimmar.
Jade Forest, Tian Monastery.
Thrall raised his chess piece, but before he could place it, a Magic Crystal beside him shattered silently.
"The Female Orcs Jaina is dead." Thrall frowned, clearly displeased.
Vol'jin, standing nearby, advised, "The Female Orcs Jaina is ambitious and could very well become the second Queen of Doras. It's better that she's dead."
Thrall put down the chess piece and pondered for a long time:
"Jaina's reputation can still be valuable, but unfortunately I don't have many pieces left."
Vol'jin sneered, "Azeroth is nothing but a bunch of ignorant trash. They have no thoughts of their own. Whoever you say is Jaina, that's Jaina."
"That makes sense." Thrall's expression shifted slightly, and he said with a hint of helplessness, "Bring that Ogre to me."
An Ogre pushed open the door and grumbled, "Thrall, you wanted to see me?"
Thrall stared at the tall, Ogre Mage and proclaimed loudly, "From this day forward, you are the Princess of Kul Tiras, the disciple of High Archmage Antonidas, the beloved of Prince Kael'thas, the leader of Theramore, and the lover of the Aspect of the Blue Kalecgos, Jaina Proudmoore."
The Ogre Mage pointed to himself and asked in disbelief, "I'm Jaina? That's impossible. I'm Ogre, Jaina is a human woman."
Thrall laughed triumphantly, "I say you are Jaina, so you are Jaina. I'd like to see who dares to object."
The Ogre Mage scratched his head in confusion, and after a long while, he managed to say, "Alright, I am Jaina."
Thrall immediately held a press conference, reiterating his determination to fight Garrosh in a decisive battle.
Thrall publicly stated that Garrosh's destruction of Theramore was a crime that would destroy Azeroth and must be severely punished. He declared that he had joined forces with Jaina Proudmoore to fight against the Evil Garrosh.
When Lady Jaina appeared, everyone realized that she was an Ogre Mage.
The media in Azeroth were already used to this, and the photo of Thrall with the Ogre Jaina in the newspapers quickly sparked heated discussions.
People couldn't understand how Jaina had transformed from a female Orcs into Ogre, and many began to question Jaina identity.
Thrall quickly retaliated, hiring the Big Candle Gagg to write a scathing article:
"I have the confidence and the evidence to tell you that Jaina is an Ogre, she was, she is, and she will be. This is an indisputable truth."
I don't understand those people with ulterior motives. Why won't they admit that Jaina is an Ogre? You have ulterior motives in your hearts. You are filthy, shameless, disgusting.
All the people of Azeroth acknowledge that Jaina is an Ogre.
The Prophet Velen is willing to testify publicly; can your wisdom compare to that of the Prophet Velen?
If you don't acknowledge that Jaina is an Ogre, then get out of Azeroth.
No one dared to doubt the great Savior Thrall, and the dissenting voices quickly subsided.