The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

"Varian, today's training ends here."

Under the double moons of the Azeroth night, Tiffin extended a helping hand to Varian who fell in front of her.

The training took too long, and of course the length of this training was closely related to Varian's "strong" will.

"Tiffin, I think you should continue with your original plan for training me."

Varian's face was now flushed and he was sweating profusely.

He just held on for a breath, forcing himself to maintain a tone that would allow him to speak fluently in front of Tiffin.

No matter how tired he was, at least he insisted on this point.

"Haha, Varian."

"Then the problem is that you have always refused to admit defeat."

Hearing the man's words, Tiffin smiled slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

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Seeing that Varian was still leaning against the training ground and refused to hold his hand, he would rather use his own strength to force himself to stand up.

"Is it so difficult to admit defeat to me?"

Tiffin looked reluctant after seeing the repeated failures. As he spoke, he held Varian's arm and lifted him up with a little force.

"Wouldn't it be better to learn from Arthas? He faced Jaina but was wrong."

"Self-respect or something, how can it be compared to Jaina..."

"No, that's the only difference between him and me."

He tried to stand on his own and nearly fell down. Fortunately, Tiffin pulled him up again and he did not suffer too much pain.

Helplessly, Varian had to control his breathing and finish the sentence in one breath.

"Well, dear Varian."

"I'll pay attention. Is it almost the next day?"

"Rest well, my Lord."

Seeing Varian's forced look, Tiffin felt deeply guilty, thinking that she had been too harsh.

Varian has not yet reached legendary status, and his body's recovery ability is still a bit poor. He needs to pay more attention to it in the future.

I started training him every day as soon as I came back. Maybe I was a little too impatient, eager for quick results, and wanted to help him break through.

"Don't worry, dear Tiffin."

"I will never let you down. I will definitely step in as soon as possible... Run!"

Looking at the hundred-meter-wide black hole emitting a "terrifying" aura, Varian subconsciously gathered all the remaining strength in his body and tried to push away his wife beside him.

The two of them had not been together for two days when something happened... He didn't want to lose his wife again, so he wanted to change this time.

Not noticing the danger around him at the beginning is one of his biggest regrets in this life.

Although he once drank to drown his sorrows, he kept reflecting in his mind on what he would do if he encountered such a thing again.

"Varian Wrynn, I am not who I once was, and I do not need your protection now."

"Don't worry, we'll be fine, I promise."

Tiffin stood still, raised one arm slightly, and summoned a giant arcane shield to block the black hole falling from the sky.

In the area she could feel, she understood that the time of the world seemed to have stopped.

Here, only she, Varian and the black hole above their heads can move freely without any hindrance.

She now feels that it was "her" former compatriots who succeeded and successfully corrected the timeline at a certain time period, leading to the disaster.

However, they all underestimated her and the reasons for what happened that day.

With only this level of power, perhaps even the moment of her rebirth three days ago could not be interrupted.

"Look, Varian, we still..."

"No, Tiffin."

When his wife turned to look at him, Varian saw that the black hole had quietly passed through Tiffin's shield and was approaching the two of them step by step.

At this moment, the Saramaine worn around his waist seemed to have heard the master's desire and emitted a golden light.

He just felt that his whole body was filled with strength, and he grabbed his wife's hand.

"I will never make the same mistake again. This time it's my turn."

In the face of Tiffin's surprised and confused eyes, Varian left a word in his wife's ear and threw her out of the range of the black hole.

From Tiffin's perspective, he was the only one who was standing alone and fighting against the disaster.

"For my Tiffin! Saramaine, please give me a hand."

He raised the shining Saramine high, shouted loudly, and with a golden glow of anger, he swung the sword towards the black hole, but was ruthlessly swallowed by the black hole.

"No, Varian, I will not..."

Before Tiffin could burst into tears and scream, the black hole came quickly and swallowed her up.

"Huh...Huh...Hmm, what's going on?"

At this moment, Tanred felt a suction force and suddenly woke up.

After two years of experience of being attacked by the enemy at any time and anywhere at sea all day, Tanred immediately put on the pendant and the captain's hat in his hand.

"Hmph! K'xi'r?"

He didn't have time to think about it. Looking at the black hole gradually approaching the bed, he snorted coldly and rolled in the opposite direction.

He took the clothes and put on the military uniform that he had placed next to the pillow.

After he was almost dressed, he knew he couldn't escape, so he took a few steps back and put on his military boots.

"If you want to fight, then go ahead. I'm happy to accompany you."

He stroked the corner of his mouth and nose with the thumb of his right hand, and pulled out the sword that had been with him for many years from under the pillow.

"Your grandfather Tanred will let you taste Proudmoore's wrath."

After making sure that nothing was missing, he threw a letter out of the window, ignited the rage in his heart, and jumped directly in.

Having encountered similar situations many times, he has long been accustomed to it.

In a word, just charge forward with a knife and it's done.

The only outcome for me now is life or death. I would rather die standing... Of course, it would be best if I could come back alive.

Mother, father, sister, you may have to worry about me for a while. I will find a way to come back after I have dealt with the enemy.

"If the legends of the Blighted Realm are true, Thros, then endless suffering and torment await us on the other side of this door."

"Gene, Lucia, Talia, Flynn, are you willing to come with me and save my daughter?"

In front of Catherine, the Drust statue and four runes opened a dark and gloomy door deep in Gorinath.

"Katherine, we'll take her home."

"Aunt Catherine, we will succeed."

"Please be assured, Lady Catherine, I do."

"I would too, Lady Catherine."

With the support and encouragement of Genn Greymane, Lucia Waycrest, Taelia Fordragon, and Flynn Fairwind, Katherine took a deep breath, smiled calmly, and took the lead to step into the dark door.

So, the other four people took their weapons and followed Catherine into the Realm of Withering.

Originally, Gene wanted to be the first to go in, but after thinking it over, he decided to let Catherine go first and he would quickly follow as the vanguard.

"The Realm of Desolation, this place is indeed..."

"Oh my good people down there, who has time to come and catch me?"

Before Catherine, who had just arrived at the Withered World, could sigh, the three-year-old girl, who was falling from the sky and expecting her family to rescue her, saw four humans and one werewolf suddenly appear below and shouted for help.

This sudden time travel, where my mother-in-law, aunt, mother, and father are all gone, what on earth is going on?

With doubts in her heart, she hoped that the good people below could hear her voice, and used the knowledge in her head to make a very loud cry for help.

"I'm so scared, help me!"

Hearing the voice of a little girl above her, Lucia thought of something and silently stopped the others who wanted to save the child.

It is very suspicious that such a young child fell from the sky in such an evil place.

"Holy Light, help me!"

Glancing at the good people below who didn't want to save her, Christina bit her lip and called on the power of holy light.

At this moment, the pink bunny girl, who was still some distance away from the ground, drew upon her most "favorite" power of holy light, becoming a light bulb and illuminating the surroundings.

Thinking of the advice and persuasion of her many relatives, she decided not to use her brain anymore. Her life was more important.

"It's alright, little girl."

At this critical moment, the old wolf king quickly dodged, stretched out his hands, and steadily caught the unknown little girl who fell from the sky.

The other four people who were preparing to rescue people breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. Among them, Lucia, in particular, was constantly reflecting on herself.

As the second fastest person in the team, she had already arrived at the position in front of Christina and was lying on the ground ready to act as a cushion.

The fact that the little girl can use holy light at least proves that she is a good person. She might be a human child who came here accidentally.

I almost killed an innocent child. It was a witch... No, I shouldn't have thought like that. I should have saved the child immediately.

"Don't blame yourself, Lucia."

"It's human nature. What you did is actually not wrong."

"She was rescued in the end, wasn't she?"

Catherine gently lifted Lucia up from the ground and spoke softly to comfort her.

"No, Aunt Catherine, I am wrong."

"It's all... my fault..."

"Jaina?!"

"Well, we're too late to deal with this little guy."

At this moment, Gene found that the little girl in his arms looked shy, and had a pair of familiar blue eyes on her face.

Add to that what he saw and heard now, the figure and voice of the other little girl, and Catherine's surprised tone.

He decided that he couldn't delay any longer. With every second that passed, Jaina's safety might not be guaranteed.

"No! Don't come here!"

"Jaina, wait!"

The little girl Jaina heard a familiar voice calling her and a familiar figure approaching her. She turned her head and ran away crying.

"King Jean, perhaps we don't need to be so hasty."

"Everyone take a good look at her, she really does look like Gianna."

When Christina heard Lucia say this, her face was filled with horror, her eyes were filled with tears, and she forced herself to cry.

At the same time, Catherine suppressed her sadness and the urge to find her daughter, and looked carefully at the girl in Gene's hands with others.

"Don't be afraid, little one. We are not bad people."

Taking the little girl from Gene, Catherine touched Christina's little head and asked her name softly.

The more I look at them, the more they resemble each other. They're like a smaller version of little Jaina, and their eyes are almost exactly the same as my three-year-old daughter's.

"Tell grandma, what's your name?"

Feeling the familiar but slightly old touch on her head, Christina had a lot to say and her brain was working rapidly.

Wow! When are you going to come and save me? I can't hold on any longer.

As for the people she wanted to ask for help, there were two of them who were currently in another location in the Withered Realm. They had just appeared and were currently patrolling the surroundings, alert to any dangers around them.

She and he had no idea where they were. They thought they had come to Zlos in their original world to discuss things with other people!