Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Wow, wow"

The icy waters of the Endless Sea found a new pass in the northern frontier of the eastern continent. The heavy and cold water roared into the wide stone walls of the Dalaran Strait, washing away those stones that were not strong enough. Those who have also been washed away are very smooth.

In terms of the width of the Dalaran Strait, it is actually able to allow ships to pass through, but only at high tide, the water surface of this strait will rise to allow ships to dock at the temporary pier on the edge of Lordaeron, and The pier is nearly a hundred kilometers away from the strait's estuary, so unless the engine is loaded with goblin steam ships, ordinary ships will not enter here to try their luck.

In addition, the magic power of this place has begun to dissipate. This high concentration of magic power is not suitable for long-term life of normal people. Therefore, this strait’s sea route is rarely used by people. It is very remote and secret enough. Naturally, it became the home port where the Dark Blade Fleet docked. The best thing is that the ships of the undead can move under the sea without worrying about power issues.

At present, Dai Lin is differentiating his fleet. He has been looking for wrecks that can be awakened and powerful enough to fill his fleet around the world. By the way, those eliminated warships are sent to the treasure bay. This is the death goblin. At the request of Buddy Moore, now that the competition in the South China Sea route is becoming fiercer, without a strong enough fleet, it is simply impossible to ingest more profits for the Treasure Bay.

And another dead goblin, the rich man Rivigarz has already begun to try to spread the power of the Dark Edge Consortium to Kalimdor. He and the goblin engineer Hesso signed an agreement. With his financial support, Hesso is in Various goblin cities and hotspots in Kalimdor are inflaming. The trade wars between several consortia are in full swing, and armed conflicts have erupted from time to time, and new trade markets have been found for the slow-moving arms in the black iron district.

It is said that the lunatic of Hesso has begun to plan the attack on the birthplace of the goblin civilization. The island of Kozan next to the maelstrom is the home of the rusty water tycoon, and it is also the site of the trading prince Gary Vickers. It was produced there, that special kind of ore has a unique meaning for goblins. No matter whether it is Heisuo or the two trading princes in Treasure Bay, they have never stopped coveting the ore.

Of course, goblin matters should be left to the goblins to handle, and observers will not be interested in these stuffs full of copper smell.

"Wow, wow"

Tonight in the Dalaran Strait, the icy water seems to be more cheerful. In the turbulence of the sea, under the dark sea, a quiet and huge fleet is slowly walking under the water, just like a deep sea. Like ghosts, just a glance can make people feel creepy.

Outside the city of Lordaeron, on the edge of the pier with stones, a heavily armed undead army is quietly guarding the strait, and on the pier of the pier, the **** lord Myra is wearing a windbreaker. The stick with carved bat wings awaits the return of the wanderer.

The lord, who was seriously injured in the previous Empire operation, still did not heal. The unique holy silver and holy fire oil used by the assassins severely damaged his body. With the powerful resilience of Salin, he wanted to repair that terrible injury. It also takes a long time...The blood elves are only powerful, but they are not invincible, not to mention, the attacking Myra is the most powerful group of assassins on the empire.

To be honest, being able to escape a life in those guys’ enclosures is enough to prove Myra’s combat effectiveness.

Nonetheless, that experience was still regarded as a shame by Myra... He will retaliate back, and after he has gone through this painful time, he will not let go of the assassins.

"Cough"

The cane lord coughed hard in the cold wind, just like a frail living person. Behind him, the current death lord Roglio, who is theoretically managing the Stratholme district, looked at Myra with some concern. , In the dark night, he said softly:

"You should go back to the city and wait, Myra, your current situation is not suitable."

"I was just injured, Roger."

Myra put the handkerchief covering her mouth back into his pocket. The blood on the handkerchief was shocking. He raised his head. The white temples made him look like a teenager. He looked at the darkness in the distance. He said:

"I’m not a patient who can’t move. Don’t look down on me so much... I don’t need to lie in a bed to survive. My wife returns from a long journey. As a husband, how can I not be here waiting for her? By the way, as a member of the Council of Blood Lords, I am also interested in those newly born "sibs"."

Between the two of them talking, the rolling water in front of them suddenly became manic, and a large vortex rolled out under the cold water. In the roar and surging of the current, the large fleet driving under the sea, here For a moment, it seemed to separate the sea abruptly, and appeared on the strait in front of the two.

There is not the huge figure of the Sea King, this is a transport fleet with a special mission, and it is not yet the turn of a heavyweight like Dai Lin to lead it personally.

"Well, the Queen of the Northland is said to be the most famous ghost ship over the North Sea..."

Looking at the huge, forefront flagship with unique masts and bow images, as well as unique deck designs and badges, Roglio looked at Myra:

"Dai Lin's collecting addiction is getting more and more serious. Is he going to salvage all the famous shipwrecks in history?"

"No, no, it's not like this."

Myra coughed and explained to Roger:

"I heard from the boss that these famous shipwrecks are said to have the final will of the sailors attached to the wreckage of the story. Compared with ordinary shipwrecks, these shipwrecks have a certain degree of growth, just like Dai Lin’s sea. The same as the Kingship... has unique potential. It is said that some ships will have special capabilities after being "resurrected". For example, this Northland Queen can launch heavy ice shells, or when necessary, Freeze a whole sea surface."

"Oh, special effects, special ships, no wonder."

Roglio suddenly realized that he nodded:

"It's no wonder that Dai Lin is looking for these shipwrecks all over the world. I thought it was his special habit of being an admiral."

"She is coming!"

Myra suddenly took a step forward. At the next moment, a slender black shadow jumped from the flagship, like a cannonball, jumped in front of Myra and hugged with the weak blood lord, The two people's lips met, and the greasy gesture made Roglio cough a little and couldn't help but look away.

There was a legion watching behind them, these two guys, really...too shameful.

"I found it, Myra, I found the sword."

Luminas took a special wooden box from behind and said to her husband:

"It's broken, but it doesn't matter. I also got the "Dragon Slayer Outline". We can repair it. When Quelcella's repair is completed, I will take it to the empire... to give you breath."

"It's okay, it's okay, fool."

Myra hugged her wife, helped her organize her scattered hair, and then looked up at the flagship of the fleet with emotion. On the deck, 13 dull figures were silently looking at him.

That's a similar taste...

"Yongying, come here..."

Luminas waved back and shouted to the 13 figures:

"Come and meet the real blood lord. I will arrange for you to visit the southern lord in a moment."

"Buzz buzz"

Between the flashes of light and shadow, Lord Sindra, headed by Modant Yongying, appeared in front of Myra between the flashes of blood, and the latter looked at them with a gaze, looking at each other. The breath belonging to Sarin was merging, but despite the serious injuries of Myra, his breath was still more mellow and pure than those of the 13 new blood lords.

"The power of blood mutated by evil energy... interesting."

Myra’s blood-red eyes reflected the figures of the 13 new blood lords in front of him. He could feel that the power of the blood flowing in the Sindrasa Rhine was a little weird, probably because they had been drawing for 10,000 years. This is caused by the magic power of evil energy, but this does not affect the performance of the blood lords. In fact, this weirdness also gives them unique power.

"Modante. Yongying...from Herresalas."

The freshman in a black gown bowed to Myra and whispered in a hoarse voice:

"Salute to you, the predecessor who manipulated the power of blood, your existence, for the dazed us to guide the new future in the dark..."

"Ok"

Myra nodded slightly, and said to the blood lords of Sindra in front of him:

"With the power given to me by the Lord Lord, Lord Roglio and I will take full responsibility for the placement of Sindra immigrants in the city of Lordaeron. When the 60,000 civilians who followed you across the sea have entered the city and sworn After joining the Federation, I will take you to Southern Xinjiang... I can feel that you still have fear and mistrust in the heart of Dark Blade... This is normal."

"Great power will always make people afraid, but believe me, everyone, in the new civilization created by the Dark Blade and the Federation, the pain of the Sindra elves will not be mentioned in the past...you will find new here The significance of the existence of Sindra's civilization will be inherited and reborn in this land."

Myra made some remarks, and he was very clear that for these immigrants who were expelled from their original homeland, their inner daze and fear could not be eliminated in one or two sentences, but time, time stood on the edge Here, Myra has enough confidence that the long line in front of them, under the supervision of the Undead Guards, the Sindra elves coming down from each battleship will find their home here.

Roglio, who was on the side, also said to the 13 lords in front of him:

"You should feel that powerful magic is rising in this land. Of course, to use it, you must first set up a purification device for the magic of evil energy, but I have known your history. I believe that this should be difficult. Pour you."

"Yes, my people are familiar with this."

Modant Yongying raised his head and looked at the city in the dark in the distance. The **** lord said softly:

"I also believe that my people will accept all this as quickly as possible...we must accept all this."

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"Elf?"

Edwin Van Cliff, who had already apparently experienced baldness, looked at the letter just sent in his hand. It was a private letter written to him by Tyrion's tone, which explained the situation of the Sindra elf, but this The emergencies still made the speaker loud.

After all, he hadn't noticed anything about the fact that the Sindra Elf would join the Federation.

But... this is a good thing, isn't it?

Although after the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, the Federation accepted a large number of immigrants from Northern Xinjiang, but now the population under federal control has just exceeded one million. In Arathi, in Hillsbrad Foothills, there is still a large part Immigrants are waiting for transshipment.

On the one hand, because the Federation needs time to assimilate immigrants, on the other hand, after the arrival of immigrants, the deteriorating security situation also forced the Federation to suspend the entry of immigrants. The Federal Supreme Council has been having a headache recently. In the end, they decided to also set up a federal district in Arathi, and put those sturdy Northlanders there first.

The entire immigration work is expected to take several years to really settle down, which is a very difficult test for the federal government. The Lord of Blades has made it clear that except in the case of riots in various places, Dark Blade will No longer intervening in the federal management system, this is equivalent to Tyrion completely letting go of the federal support... they must now rely on themselves to get past this level.

"Jonathan! Jonathan!"

The speaker extended his hand and pressed the red button on his desk. Using the communicator made by the black iron district, he said to his secretary:

"Help me prepare a notice and give it to other members, then look at my itinerary and take the time to hold a regular meeting in recent days."

"Okay, sir."

A gentle male voice sounded from the communicator, he asked:

"What about the content? What are the characteristics of the announcement?"

"Ok..."

The Great Speaker stroked his glasses, glanced at the letter in his hand again, and then read the cumbersome word stumbled in human language:

"About some of the elves who are about to join the Federation...Sin...Sindra, oh, holy light, the word is really mouthful. In short, Jonathan, to show the importance of this event, this is the first family. Joining the federal elven civilization, we must reflect the superiority of our civilization... such things will become more and more in the future, so let the lawmakers know..."

"They, these future members of the Federation, will be the fresh blood of our civilization...this is a very important thing."

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