Lost In Azeroth

Chapter 147: Target Kalimdor

   Chapter 147 Target Kalimdor

  The huge battleship rides the wind and waves, even if it enters the endless sea, it is still very stable.

   But the faces of everyone on the boat were extremely gloomy.

   This is the fourth day since the battleship left Nanhai Town, but the flying demons in the sky still haven't given up their pursuit, and it seems that these demons never get tired...

  The only thing that is gratifying is that after killing some demons who tried to forcibly board the ship, these not-so-powerful Dread Demon Kings and Doom Guards did not try to board the ship again, and even deliberately stayed far away from the battleship.

"The situation is very bad, these demons seem to be waiting for more powerful demons to catch up, and with these demons following, we can't join the fleet of those refugees, or even dare to return to Kul Tiras, and... I'm worried Even if we escaped all the way to Stormwind City, the power of Stormwind City might not be able to deal with these demons, after all, Stormwind City has just been rebuilt and its defense is very poor." Dalyn Proudmoore said with some worry, he sailed on the sea all the year round, Knows Stormwind far better than anyone else.

   "Then continue to take these demons around the sea, just to give others time to escape the threat of the demons." The dwarf Fandral Spear said indifferently.

  Since a large amount of rum was found on the ship, these dwarves who had been shouting for seasickness completely quieted down. If they hadn’t needed to deal with the demons in the air, they would have already rolled to the bilge with those wine barrels.

   "Well, I do have this plan, but what are the opinions of others?" Dalyn Proudmoore said and looked at the others.

  This huge flagship housed thousands of people, nearly half of them refugees.

   The other half is almost all the elites from the north of the Eastern Continent, including three princes...

   Among the elite troops on the ship, the most numerous are naturally the warriors and sailors of Kul Tiras, there are more than a thousand people in total, all of them are elite guards who followed Daelin Proudmoore to the north and south.

   The only ones who are there are nearly a thousand Dalaran mages, including Mordran, the magister. After a few days of rest, the magic power of these mages has gradually recovered.

   Then came the hundreds of blood elf rangers and mages brought by Kael'thas, and the hundreds of Stormpike Guards led by Fandral Stormpike.

   There are also hundreds of Stromgarde warriors.

   "I have no opinion, our Dalaran mages are incompatible with these demons." Mordran said indignantly.

   Although Dalaran has experienced wars and even the city has been reduced to ruins, the casualties of the previous people were not large.

However, when the Burning Legion came, they immediately launched a violent attack on Dalaran. Facing the demons who were also good at magic, the mages suffered heavy casualties. Countless mages were sucked up by those hellhounds. The magic in their bodies was tragic. Even the most powerful Antonidas died in order to save other mages, which also led to the deep hatred of the surviving mages against demons.

   "I agree with the admiral. I think we can continue to sail westward." Su Chen naturally agreed with Dalyn Proudmoore's suggestion.

Anyway, there are old Fordring, Uther and others in Lordaeron now. After their own reminders, they will definitely be able to do better than themselves. The more demons they attract, the safer Lordaeron will be. It would be best if Archimonde also attracted him.

   "Westward..." A hint of hesitation flashed across Kael'thas' handsome face.

   "Continue to sail west? Your Highness, are you talking about the Kalimdor Continent on the other side of the Endless Sea?" Daelin Proudmoore's eyes lit up.

   "Admiral, have you been to Kalimdor Continent in the west before?" Su Chen asked curiously. He didn't expect Daerin Proudmoore to understand his thoughts so quickly.

Dalyn Proudmoore immediately smiled proudly: "Of course I have been there, I have spent more time on the ocean than on land, the continent of Kalimdor in the west, and Northrend in the north. I have been there, and it is said that there is a huge island similar to Northrend in the south, but I have not been able to find it with my fleet several times, and I don’t know if the legend is true.”

   "This legend... it should be true." Su Chen nodded.

   At this time, the Pandaria continent should still be shrouded in fog, and it is difficult to find it.

   "But there are no humans on Kalimdor, only some very savage primitive beasts. It is very difficult to survive." Dalyn Proudmoore said slightly hesitantly.

   "There was a prophet who went to my father and persuaded him to send troops to Kalimdor to fight against the demons. At that time, we only thought that guy was a lunatic, but now the demons have come..." Su Chen sighed slightly.

   "The Prophet? He said he was going to Kalimdor Continent to fight the demons?" Dalyn Proudmoore looked at Su Chen in surprise when he heard this.

The nearby magister Mordran immediately changed his expression and sighed: "His Royal Highness is right, there was indeed such a prophet, and he also went to Dalaran to warn us, but unfortunately there was no natural disaster of the dead at that time. Appeared, the world was peaceful, but he said that the world was facing the disaster of destruction, so we didn't believe him, and we didn't expect that everything has come true now..."

   "Oh, so the prophet's prophecy is correct... But the demons are clearly in the Eastern Continent, so why did the prophet want us to go to Kalimdor?" Daelin Proudmoore wondered.

"Perhaps he already knew that the power of the human kingdom on the Eastern Continent would not be able to compete with the coming Burning Legion, but in the Kalimdor Continent... I think His Highness Kael'thas knows this continent better than I do." Su Chen said and turned his attention to a piece of Kael'thas that was still a little ecstatic.

"Kalimdor..." Kael'thas couldn't help but be a little lost when he heard the words, and when he saw that everyone's eyes were on him, he sighed slightly: "Perhaps it is indeed only in this continent that the Burning Legion can be fought. "

   "Oh, doesn't Kalimdor have any ancient secrets?" The Fandral Spear, who had been holding the rum bottle, immediately became interested, staring at Kael'thas with piercing eyes.

   "It used to be my hometown and the birthplace of all elves." Kael'thas sighed, looking a little lonely.

After all, although the high elves were expelled back then, it was because they insisted on using magic, so it can be said that they chose a different path in order to adhere to their ideals. However, today's high elves are so desolate that they were almost wiped out by a group of undead. When facing the demons of the Burning Legion, he could only flee in embarrassment.

   Now, if those night elves saw him as a down-and-out prince, I don’t know how much ridicule they would be received.

   (end of this chapter)

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