I am reminded three times a day how terrifying the ancient god is. It really makes me cry...
In fact, in the eyes of outsiders, the Black Dragon Legion teamed up with Queen Azshara to attack the Exodar, causing 10 million points of sudden death damage to the fragile trust between the Old Gods.
N'Zoth/Yorg-Saron/C'Thun, you fucking plotted against me!
As the weakest and undefeated ancient god, N'Zoth could not even fully control Azshara, the elf queen who sank to the bottom of the sea. Instead, he chose a cooperative model that retained the autonomy of the Naga family.
Because N'Zoth cannot break through the cage set by the Titan to project more power outwards.
So there is no doubt that the first magical attack from the Eye of the Maelstrom was N'Zoth's handiwork.
But who deceived the Black Dragon Legion is a question that is worth asking.
It seems that the black dragon also wanted to kill the draenei, but failed because of the obstruction of the alliance.
The problem is, based on the principle that whoever benefits is the one behind the scenes, both C'Thun and N'Zoth believe that the other two guys have betrayed the revolution.
If the plan goes as planned, the Exodar will fall into the deep sea, and Velen and the draenei will fall into the hands of N'Zoth.
This is obviously what C'Thun and Yog-Saron don't want to see, so both of them have reasons to bewitch the black dragon and disrupt the situation.
But Exodarna's fall to the south is absolutely terrible news for C'Thun.
Because it's not ready yet!
The Zerg seal forged by three dragons who had been sacrificed during the Battle of Quicksand was simply not worth mentioning in Archimonde's eyes, so it was easily broken.
Moreover, the Qiraji were wiped out by the Burning Legion, causing considerable losses.
In addition, the night elves are pushing the front line back to Silithus step by step, preparing to return to the state before the Burning Invasion.
C'Thun has no reason to draw too much attention to Velen and the draenei.
So the real murderer is Yog-Saron? !
It's not like that...
The conscience of heaven and earth, I don’t know why the Lich King is so crazy. The Scourge of the Undead is currently attacking Yogg-Saron’s peripheral forces in Northrend. Two of the clones of the God of Thousand Maws have been killed. Yogg-Saron’s hard work is thankless. Picture something.
Could it be... Y'Shaarj!
C'Thun/Yorg-Saron/N'Zoth wants to resurrect Y'Shaarj! ! !
No, Sir, Y'Shaarj is the ultimate combined form of a mindless and unhappy person. What's the purpose of resurrecting it?
Although it is the strongest among us, Y'Shaarj's brain-twitching mouth can do bad things.
A torn apart Y'Shaarj is the best Y'Shaarj, don't get carried away!
Thinking that other ancient gods might not be able to think of resurrecting Y'Shaarj, the exchanges between the three disabled gods became more frequent.
Because the impact of the Exodar's fall destroyed the Pandaria barrier set up by the ancient pandaren emperor, the mist of the Mist Sea dispersed.
At this time, Thrall's tribe had just participated in the Battle of Mount Hyjal and was still in the "honeymoon period" with the night elves. The tribe had no interest in going to Pandaria in the south to compete with the Alliance.
However, the Alliance and the Horde do not fight each other, and the mantid and mogu will bring evil aura to Y'shaarj.
It can only be said that the Exodar is worth spending twenty tons of light feathers on rescue...
To put it another way, the rescue plan that Carlos spent a small amount of one million dollars on was actually effective in the end because of the floating and slowing techniques stacked up by the mages.
What was outrageous was that when the rescue fleet was chasing the arc that the Exodar drew in the sky, it actually collided with the troll's golden fleet.
The golden fleet in Carlos' mouth was just a joke, but this troll fleet on the sea is really a fleet made of gold!
If Khadgar hadn't barely been able to hold the scene, and if the trolls on the opposite side hadn't looked so strong, the rescue fleet would have turned into righteous pirates.
The confrontation between the two sides was cautious, and no one was willing to fire the first shot. None of the friends in the Eastern Kingdom had ever seen such a huge troll.
As a result, Khadgar sent a message, hoping to talk to the fleet commander, but was rejected by the trolls. After carefully adjusting their formation, the trolls took the initiative to leave, and the alliance's rescuers also watched helplessly as the dazzling light of the sun left.
For now, pretend nothing happened.
"If the aerial battleship hadn't been seriously damaged when fighting the Black Dragon, look at me..."
"Forget it, save people, save people."
Carlos did not wait for the prophet Velen, but instead waited for the bad news that the fleet was seriously damaged.
"The ship, my spaceship, was a brand new seven when it went out. It was just painted, but it turned into a five when it came back. The oil pipeline of the Enterprise was blown. What happened!"
When the captains reported the situation to the alliance's general marshal, Carlos' scalp went numb instantly.
It's going to happen!
He vaguely remembered that when he was playing the game, everyone thought that the Pandaren were the overlords of Pandaria. However, as the plot progressed, he discovered that the Pandaren slaves had only been in power for a few years, and they were still making trouble while their masters were sleeping.
Both the Mantid and the Mogu have the power to suppress the Pandaren, but they all have reasons why they cannot move. Even the Zandalari fleet stationed on the Island of Behemoths can threaten the safety of the Pandaren.
If it weren't for the Eternal Isle, where Emperor Shaohao and the Four Heavenly Gods were trying their best to contain Y'shaarj's resurrection, the pandaren would have become extinct.
The water in Pandaria is too deep, and the Alliance cannot control it at all!
Especially this time, the Black Dragon Legion was actually involved, and there was a terrifying attack from the Eye of the Maelstrom...
Carlos's head hurt.
"The Enterprise is useless without an overhaul. How long will it take for the Snowwind, which is in relatively good condition, to complete maintenance and repair work?"
Carlos asked the person in charge on the land slipway.
"Your Majesty, it will take at least half a month."
"Can't we speed up the progress?"
"It's already the fastest speed."
Trouble.
Carlos looked up at the sky and finally sighed.
"Contact His Majesty Magni and Marshal Turayan. I want to conduct magical communication with them."
Nothing happens to the rescue fleet. Losing so many equipment and personnel at one time will directly shake the alliance's current good situation.
Kul Tiras' naval fleet is still stuck near Theramore, and it is too late to mobilize it back for at least two months.
Now it seems that only the dwarves' Hill King and Stormwind City's fleet can arrive in time to add more troops.
Pandaria, which has not dispelled the evil spirit, is very evil. If the alliance is not careful, it will suffer a big loss.
It's not that Carlos doesn't want to go by himself, but the big trouble in Lordaeron is here, and as the supreme leader of the alliance, he really can't leave for a while.
Social reform is not about opening up frontiers by talking on paper. Thousands of interests are intertwined, and problems large and small need to be solved in a coordinated manner.
Just like the two newly built machinery factories, which are the official factories of the alliance, in order to grab orders, grab personnel, and grab staff, they actually started a price war without any knowledge of the teacher.
Under the bright and prosperous appearance of the alliance at this time, there are bird feathers flying around without wearing pants.
Carlos couldn't leave.
As a result, when Turalyon said that he would coordinate with Stormwind City on the lease fleet issue, Carlos, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, received big news that shocked him.
The undead Scourge in Stratholme City has been eliminated, and the Awakened have elected Anduin Lothar as the King of the Undead.
The emperor's new clothes were torn to pieces.
