Titan Dawn

Azeroth World, Eastern Kingdom Continent.

Since the World Alliance expedition to the outer world, the world of Azeroth has been extremely peaceful and peaceful.

In addition to the daily annihilation of the undead on the East and West Plaguelands, the world is left with the Forsaken and the Lordaeron, and various small frictions in the Silver Pine Forest and Hillsbrad Foothills Conflict.

Even the Gunpup Valley in Gunpowder Barrels in the south has begun to become uncomfortably calm.

The new tribe has now ceased its relationship with the troll tribe in Zul'Gurub and has begun to stabilize the existing site. The Gurubashi trolls also need to rest urgently, so the two have tacitly stopped all disputes.

And behind the Gilneas high wall in the north, some hidden abnormalities are slowly being produced.

Gilneas has been closed for many years, and their citizens have become accustomed to this isolation.

In this rainy land, disasters are also breeding.

In the forests outside many towns, a crazy creature called a werewolf began to roam in the gloomy jungle and howled at the moon.

They ran in groups, and they harassed and attacked towns and cities. King Gene also responded immediately, and the army began to station in various cities and towns in an attempt to clear these abominable werewolves.

After a while, Qingying's results were extremely satisfying. The werewolves disappeared for a while, and the alchemists were busy studying the bodies of these dead werewolves.

But there are all kinds of unsatisfactory things in the world. Only a short time later, a large number of werewolves began to appear in the forest and continued to rag Gilneas.

And this kind of werewolf is extremely scary. After a short period of illness, the humans they bite will also be twisted into an irrational werewolf.

Gilneas were heartbroken, and they began to build walls on the edge of the town to resist the invasion of these werewolves and that terrible infection.

The disadvantages of the retreat began to gradually emerge.

No one outside knows what happened to Gilneas. Even if they knew it, they wouldn't bother to ignore the Gilneas' breaking things.

Who makes their presence in this world so low that they are almost gone?

Kalimdor Continent, Palace of the Night.

Allie Sander was just curious, so she followed the coalition forces and glanced at Outland and immediately returned to Yeongye Palace.

After all, the empire still has a lot to do on its own, and the Prime Minister's Council must not be absent.

Turani followed, but it was only because she was relatively busy. Now Milan Island is on track, and there is nothing that she needs to handle herself.

Aurelia went to the Undercity with Windress and the little girl ghost named Pamela, and stayed with Sylvanas for some time.

"So, the origins of the night are not honest again? How could they clash with Draenei?"

Elisander frowned and read the report in her hand. Is the ancient elven queen of Azshara uncomfortable every day without asking for something?

"Send someone to inquire that the draenei of the Prophet Velen belonged to the alliance anyway, and this cannot undermine the stability within the alliance."

Elisander finished all the affairs and leaned on the soft chair and rubbed her brows.

This is the side hall where Hu Feng usually lives. When Hu Feng is absent, Ali Sander will sit here and perform all the powers of the Emperor.

This trust was extremely grateful to Elisander, and she did not want to disappoint the trust of her lover.

Of course, it may also be because Hu Feng is lazy and intentionally wants to strike for a while. . .

"Where is Sarodhar?"

A somewhat hazy silver-white body appeared in the side hall, and looked around.

"He's taken the coalition to another world. Has Lord Elune completed your training mission?"

"It's done, the saturated energy has been absorbed ... that bad guy! I finally came out again, and he ran out again!"

Elune's angry resentment filled the hall.

"You play for yourself, Sarodal will be back soon, and he said that he will bring you some interesting good things after returning."

Alison sounded like she was kidding a child.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Elune nodded contentedly, and quickly floated out to hang out at Darnassus and Suramar City next door.

East Kingdom Continent, Ironforge.

The forge here does not turn off all year round, the dwarves here are warm and hospitable, and even the King's Hall is filled with their cheerful laughter.

"You black iron **** who eat shit! See what **** you are talking about! Demolition of a commercial street to build your black iron tavern? Go eat sheep shit!"

"You copper-bearded **** who have been fooled by goats, you don't even know how charming our dark iron spirits are! That shabby commercial street has the value of a fart!"

"We have something to say!"

"To shut up!"

King Magni sat calmly on the throne, looking at the brawling brow and the dwarf councillors below. Such a scene has been used to him since the reopening of the Three Hammer Council.

"Father, aren't you in charge?"

Princess Moira, who had been reconciled with her father, held her belly and sat on the smaller throne a little below the throne of the king, with a look of helplessness.

"What do they care about? They? Aha, go with them, they will naturally go back to bed after being noisy, anyway, I will not agree to what they say!"

King Magni's face was indifferent, his thoughts had drifted to the outer realm, and he imagined how much the invasion would bring to Ironforge.

After the Iron Dwarves ended the Battle of Molten Hearts, they began to leave Blackrock Abyss in batches and settle in Ironforge.

Of course, the Blackrock Abyss is still their old nest, just like the Wildhammer Dwarf. Although some people live in Ironforge, their old nest is still Eagle's Nest.

And without a powerful neighbor, the Black Iron Dwarves are now happily occupying the deeper Heart of Molten, where the various ore there is enough to dig them happily for several lifetimes.

Bronze Beard and Wildhammer dwarves naturally refused to fall behind, and took a decisive step.

Although the Dark Iron Dwarf was a little unhappy about this, there was no way. Who made himself on the Alliance ship and returned to Ironforge?

Stormwind, aristocracy.

Onyxia was sitting gracefully in the dungeon of his manor, watching several human soldiers disguised as black dragons constantly tormenting a disobedient nobleman.

Taking a sip of good wine, listening to the sorrow of the aristocracy, Princess Black Dragon was full of joy.

Ah, life is really good now, there are always some nobles who dare to stab, and do not know the life and death of the nobles to jump out to challenge their own power, which just makes me bored.

As for the expedition, what is the relationship with yourself?

The classic old world we have now is extremely beautiful. The old lady will only run into the new world if she has water in her head.

Eastern Plaguelands, Stratholme.

Oscar looked at the sulking black witch Falina kneeling in front of herself and smiled with satisfaction.

"I said you **** would regret it. How about Cuzuluo's massage? Would you like to come again?"

Fallina shook her head immediately, her face full of fear.

"No ... don't ... I'm willing to assist you faithfully and don't put me in that place anymore ..."

Oscar waved his hand, and the Plague Messenger North, who stood aside, immediately filled up and lifted Falina out.

"By the way, I like to see lovers finally become dependents. North loves you so much, and you will love Lao Tzu honestly. Don't you give me any tricks in the future, understand?"

Farina nodded again when she heard the words, and now she was very afraid of the dual physical torture of the ancient **** Cthulhu. The terrible whisper and fantasy could make her collapse countless times.

North, the Plaguebringer, looked at Oscar in surprise, then nodded gratefully at the dwarf.

I took this huge human relationship. Although there are elements of loyalty, North doesn't care.

After all, her love for Farina transcended everything.

Endless sea, deep in the whirlpool, deep rock continent.

Deathwing is still conducting its own twilight dragon experiments and various reverse researches on various female dragons.

The strange habit of the Wing Jun and the female dragons is aside, for the time being, it is treated as a male dragon.

"Deathwing, your dark experiment must end! God the Father will not let you do this wantonly!"

The Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza stood in humanoid form, standing behind the wings of death, and lingered non-stop.

I don't know what kind of mentality the nasty Titan told her to the Red Dragon Queen.

So he got back the essence ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The red dragon queen with a sense of justice was a great experiment to harass her every three minutes.

"roll!"

As if the Red Dragon Queen hadn't heard the foul words of Deathwing, she continued her shivering and seized every opportunity to destroy his guinea pig.

"Stop it, now that there is no influence of the ancient gods, you still have salvation ..."

"Go! Go!"

Deathwing decided to move again immediately, and he couldn't stand the disgusting and disgusting endless Red Dragon Queen.

On Northrend mainland, a newly built floating fortress quietly floats in the ice crown glacier area.

"Oh, Mr. Bigworth, come here for dinner. It is your favorite fresh North Sea catfish."

Cat Slave Kel'Thuzad's voice echoed in the floating fortress, calling for his cat master.

"Meow meow meow?"

Hearing the familiar syllable of the North Sea catfish, Mr. Bigworth, who was sleeping lazily under the guard of a group of elite dead bone guards, immediately raised his head, and then got up and ran towards the place where his **** official lived.

I was quite satisfied with this **** shovel officer, gave him some face, and I ran down in deference.

Mr. Bigworth lived an extravagant life in Northrend, Northland. A fresh North Sea catfish that can sell for 20 gold coins in other continents is just an ordinary ritual which is a bit tired for him. . .

In short, the spirits of the Azeroth world continue their lively and happy lives.

Ah, the classic old world, you are so beautiful ~

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