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53. The Disaster of Vthrax(2/2)

"It was I who penetrated your body with sharp arrows, it was I who broke 17 of your ribs, it was I who dragged you back here when you were dying! Demon, you are not as powerful as you think!"

"Stupid! How stupid!"

Admiral Vothrax had a sarcastic smile on his ugly face:

"Yes, I was defeated by you, indifferent elf woman!"

"But that's just my personal failure. You will never know that the Burning Legion's destruction fleet in outer space can completely destroy your world with just one salvo. And the reason why you are still alive is only because a big man is still here.

Before you realize it, I will help you erase that desperate doomsday."

"Victory belongs to him, but victory does not belong to you! You just pretended that you won the victory after a fierce battle! But in fact you did not!"

"You are just his tame little pets. You think you are powerful, but you can't even get out of the cage he set for you!"

The devil yelled in a sharp voice:

"Without him! Your heads, this terrible world of yours! They would have become my most insignificant decoration!"

Vothrax's venting made the female demon appear out of breath, and the fear in her eyes almost solidified. She was not simply venting her anger, but trying to temporarily forget about the terrible future.

The fleet has been destroyed. As an admiral, Voslax can feel that the burning fleet displayed in outer space has been destroyed. She has failed. The thought of the fate of those losers in the eyes of the Dark Titan is enough to make Voslax

She felt fear from the bottom of her heart. Even if she escaped from the elves' prison, she would have no way out.

The atmosphere in the cage became stagnant at this moment. After a few seconds, the high priest Ishana said silently to the old friend in front of her:

"I'm here to give you some bad news."

"You will be prosecuted as a war criminal on behalf of the Burning Legion. In 7 days, at the White Tower City Port, you will be tried by the entire Azeroth civilization. But if you can surrender to us, maybe"

"Surrender? No!"

When Fuslax heard this word, she felt that she was strongly humiliated. She stood up, ignoring the terrifying energy circulating on the magic cage. She clasped the railing with her claws and allowed the magic to bombard her body. Her face was distorted.

screamed:

"Even if I have to surrender, I will only surrender to that big shot, not you!"

"You are not worthy!!"
Chapter completed!
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