Flesh is not a curse.
Flesh and blood is revelation and divine grace.
Azshara is discussing meritorious deeds and rewards in the Eternal Palace.
The highest reward for old ministers is to restore their human form.
The Naga family has been living under the sea for tens of thousands of years. The Nagas of the Mesozoic and Cenozoic Era don't think there is anything wrong with their streamlined bodies, and they don't understand why the adults above are so obsessed with returning to land.
Legs are useless pendants, why don’t you understand?
The light within the light can also understand people's hearts if they want to.
So instead of clamoring about giving all Nagas new legs, they regarded this gift as a treasure to win over the old man.
Not to mention, many Naga Jiedu envoys who were disobedient to the announcement brought the heads of thousands of families from the local Faceless Guards to pay tribute.
The naga cubs had never seen the colorful world of the Kaldorei Empire, and they really considered the coral reef fortress on the seabed as a safe place.
If you say you don't hate Azshara, you must be lying. After all, the reason why everyone fell into the sea is the queen.
To say that I hate Azshara to death is definitely heartless. Whether it was turning the tide and blocking landslides and tsunamis by herself, or surrendering to N'Zoth for her people, Azshara did her best.
So when Azshara really developed a spell that could restore her to an upper elf, the century-old problem was solved - saltwater fish can also shed tears.
The strength of the Naga clan cannot be underestimated. Even after two and a half years of fighting with the Black Dragon Legion, they can still pull off an army worth tens of millions.
Therefore, Azshara did not dare to publicize the fact that Elune had replaced N'Zoth.
Because the Naga clan has nothing to do with unity and friendship since its birth.
The original Naga, transformed from the fallen Highborne, naturally inherited the excellent traditions of the Night Elves.
Internal friction.
People with different birthplaces, different social classes, different strengths and weaknesses cannot pee in the same pot.
It's impossible for the original Naga to stay in the Eye of the Maelstrom without moving. She has to spread her wings, right?
So the Nagas who believe in Azshara want to build a sub-base, and the Nagas who believe in N'Zoth want to open a second mine. Although the Endless Sea is vast, there are only so many places with rich water and grass. What if we don't fight?
When conflicts of interest arise, the friendship between the same clans will be ruined.
Tens of millions of troops...
Yes, it really does, it definitely does, just don’t take it too seriously.
What about counterattacking the mainland? Those are our brothers!
When the first highborne to regain their human form came ashore along the continental shelf under the protection of Naga royal guards, the saltwater fish cried again.
This feeling is like flying, this is the feeling of freedom, running in the direction of the wind on the vast land, even if you are covered in mud, you still laugh and cry...
The all-powerful bosses in the Naga clan are now extremely happy. Their long-cherished wish has come true, and it’s time to get to work.
What kind of work do you do?
Of course it’s to recast the glory of the Kaldorei!
Malfurion Stormrage had never been crowned king, so it was difficult to call him a traitor, so transgression became the archdruid's primary crime.
Malfurion, the tyrant of Kaldorei, ignored the government, sealed demons and usurped power, persecuted the loyal, and divided society. Now the top priority is to contact the loyal descendants of Queen Azshara on the mainland, make many friends, and destroy himself. Only by sending people to high positions can we create a good public opinion environment to welcome the Queen's return.
Yes, Azshara didn't want to fight a civil war at all. She was already the queen of Kaldorei, and now she just added the crown of the Naga Queen. On land and under the sea, she would eventually surrender to the majestic name of the Light of Light.
The kind queen seriously reflected on the mistakes she made when she was young and felt that they were all unreliable Sargeras, so she generously forgave her people and their descendants who had disobeyed her.
If the goddess hadn't asked her to reforge the Well of Eternity in the Eye of the Maelstrom, Azshara felt that half of the Kaldorei's glory could be restored by visiting Kalimdor herself.
But forget it, take your time, don't rush.
At least the Sindra loremasters of Elre'Thalas, the largest gathering of highborne on Kalimdor, have accepted the fact that the queen has returned.
Just kidding, without dozens or hundreds of returning archmages joining in, how dare the high elves of Elrethalas interfere with the affairs of the Alliance and the Horde?
You don’t have that ability, you know.
All those with ability and potential followed Carlos to develop in the Eastern Kingdom. The high elves now rely on the free spears and cannons supported by the Alliance and Horde to clear out the remaining demons and soulless souls in the city, and exchange ancient documents and elven artifacts for magic potions. and daily use.
"So the magic core of the city has been annihilated, and you are now relying on drinking powerful mana potions to replenish your magic?"
"Yes, the way of the Druid has replaced arcane magic. After the Well of Eternity exploded, the magic towers in Elre'Thalas became ineffective."
"So the most powerful force now is the alliance across the sea?"
"Of course, they even have room to add various flavors to the mana potion. Would you like to try this lime and green plum flavor? I personally highly recommend it."
"..."
"Times have changed. Even if the Queen really wants to go ashore, we have to consider the attitudes of the Alliance and the Horde. You want us to refuse the Alliance's request and re-block the coastline. It is impossible. This port will be built even if Ere'Thalas sells iron. , one of the conditions offered by the alliance is to agree to build a new magic tower for us."
"The Well of Eternity is gone."
"The high elves have developed a device that efficiently collects leaked magic power."
"Dath'Rema's wave of people?"
"So I suggest you don't act in a hurry, take a look and listen first, and learn more about today's era before making a decision."
The upper elf mages who put on their clothes again accepted the advice of the learned scholars and did not rush to restore the dynasty.
So they accepted the tribe's high-paying employment, contacted the local Naga clan on behalf of Ere'Thalas to clean up the wild water elements and sea giants near the coastline, and sent a message back to the queen, suggesting that the next batch of colleagues who had returned to human form should go there. Quel'Thalas grows and develops.
So Azshara's forces, which have calmed down, are slowly penetrating into the Alliance and Horde.
As for the Qiraji Crisis in Silithus.
Ha, you can actually lose the battle in Quicksand. Malfurion is indeed a waste.
After all, in the world of electronic cricket fighting, it is all about reason and logic. Is it right for the Troll Empire to beat up the Aqirs? As long as you admit this fact, then the Kaldorei Empire to beat up the ancient trolls > the remnants of the Aqirs Qiraji, is this a problem?
Very good, since the argument is passed, as long as the variable elimination method is used, Malfurion is not a waste and who is a waste.
A perfect argument, objective, fair, elegant, and really impeccable.
So when will the tribe's military reinforcements arrive? The night elves can't stand it anymore.
Having accumulated more than three thousand and almost four thousand years of ammunition, which was almost used up after an invasion by the Burning Legion, followed by four years of clearing out the remnants of the Burning War, the night elves relied on a large group of weapons that had been practiced for two hundred and fifty years. Saint is filling in the lines.
It's really so outrageous. This is the background of the overlord of Kalimdor. The combat effectiveness of individual soldiers is terrible.
The Qiraji, however, did not accept this.
The regular army of Ahn'Qiraj has not yet appeared, and the night elves' frontline positions are almost lost due to the various alien insects that cover the sky.
At this time, the tribe's heavy firepower equipment, which had been ridiculed as junk by the night elves, finally showed its ferocious appearance.
Before using it, no, I can't accept it. These stupid, black and thick things have tarnished the dignity of a warrior.
The insect wave is coming, hurry up, the rocket launcher save me, the artillery fires quickly, the blade throwing vehicle can fire one round, hurry up and operate the cannon.
As the old saying goes, the night elves have no shortage of fighting troops, but what can Fandral Staghelm do? Without enough military supplies, the soldiers can only build a city with flesh and blood against a hundred times the number of alien insect swarms.
The battle damage ratio is really unaffordable.
The battle was so tragic that the returning mages who came ashore could not stand it any longer, and publicly questioned whether Fandral had surrendered to the enemy. The Kaldorei did not have heavy armored infantry, but what about Centurion-level enchanted armor, Moonlight Colossus, and Fortress-level What about the light spears, and those great weapons from the Empire era?
Fandral was so beaten that his face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was speechless for a long time. Who should I ask?
Who can I ask?
Many of the things spoken by the highborne elves from ten thousand years ago were things that Comrade Staghelm had never seen in real life. After Dath'Rema took the people away, the night elves had essentially lost the ability to maintain their magic equipment.
Fandral didn't know that the ancient enchanted armor of the night elves was light and easy to use. No matter how useful the magic equipment was, it would be scrapped if it had not been maintained for thousands of years.
In the end, Elre'Thalas urgently provided a thousand sets of repaired enchanted armor, which alleviated the problem that the night elves in Silithus had no attack power.
This is really not a problem with the night elves' command, nor is it because the night elves can't make metal full-body armor.
The types of alien bugs are so fancy, from extremely fast ground springtails to armored and heavy-jawed pincers, from underground boring bugs to flying winged bugs, those that spray poison, those that spray acid, and they can be shot at a few times. It has long thorns and can self-destruct. Everything the night elves can think of has appeared in the alien insect wave. What the night elves can't think of, the Qiraji have thought of it for the elves.
Thousands of different species from large to small are waiting for them. The druids on the front line are exhausted just to ensure that the soldiers will not be persecuted by blood-sucking insects while sleeping. They also have to treat the poisoned sick and injured, and there is no spare time to change. The bear turns into a cat and becomes a coo to fill in the lines.
Those who laughed at the night elves shut up after seeing the overwhelming insect swarm.
Even after the alliance's advance observer stayed in Cenarion Fortress for a week, he bluntly reported the local situation to the headquarters--after half a year, there may be no need for assistance.
Fandral Staghelm's judgment is correct. The evolutionary speed of the swarm is limited by the barren land of Silithus. The current difficult situation is that the under-prepared night elves need to forcibly defend the Qiraji who have been preparing for thousands of years. A premeditated attack.
In other words, the Qiraji are fierce in the early game but lack stamina.
However, once Silithus is lost and the insect swarm is released from the yellow sand, the consequences can only be imagined by oneself.
Therefore, the tribe and the alliance have urgently adjusted their war preparation plans. The combatants have all waited a moment to transport weapons of mass destruction to the night elves.
Let’s not talk about money or not. Just hold on, brother.
The Alliance's frontline observers do not have that much energy. Jaina Proudmoore personally went to Lordaeron.
For the first time, the daughter of the sea felt that this world was so strange. The Qiraji in her impression were not at all the chitinous devils in Silithus today.
Don't make trouble, arthropods have a very strong ability to metamorphose. They can adapt to the environment by changing their body shape through metamorphosis and pupation in a very short period of time according to the living environment. However, their nervous system is very weak... .
Recalling the battle of Ahn'Qiraj that I had participated in, the Qiraji worms poured out from the gate of Ahn'Qiraj. Those giant worms were the main force. As for the alien swarms, they were just gadgets used by mages to increase damage data. Son.
But this time is different. The evolution and mutation of the alien bugs are too fast. The transporter bugs that eat flesh, the acid bugs that eat metal, and the demon-loving bugs that attach to the surfaces of other large alien bugs to form mimic anti-magic armor. Parasites contaminating groundwater sources…
This is not the traditional evolutionary path of the Qiraji at all. C'Thun has already intervened in this war!
Jaina never thought that C'Thun was some kind of self-indulgent person. The horror of the ancient gods can only be understood when they are truly faced.
The Alliance might have misjudged the situation, and she had to talk to Carlos about it.
After all, C'Thun is not a coward like N'Zoth. Even if C'Thun suspects that there are buddies and sisters behind his back who want to mess with him, the Thousand-Eyed Demon still maintains a cheerful and introverted character.
The specific manifestation is micromanaging the silithid bugs and playing with the night elves.
The nervous system of insects is very weak. Compared with the electrical signals of chordates, the communication efficiency can be hundreds or even thousands of times worse.
Therefore, if you want to interfere with the movement of alien insects, pheromone bombs are very useful props.
Don't think that the druids of the night elves can only save lives and heal the wounded, dance and act cute, these green terrorists are equally proficient in genetic destruction.
However, when they encountered C'Thun, who was micro-managing himself, the problem became even bigger.
Don't you know that the twin emperors' yin and yang are contrary to Ke'sun's will?
Know.
God doesn't care.
The Qiraji are useful tools, and C'Thun is not prepared to expose the twin emperors' little thoughts. Anyway, his power has not recovered yet. There is plenty of time, and it is quite interesting to play real-time strategy with the night elves using the silithid.
C'Thun even hoped that the Alliance and the Horde would come soon, otherwise he would have released half of the Endless Sea, and the night elves would soon collapse.
After all, opening the whole map is only the basic skill of the ancient gods. C'Thun can always change the pheromones of the silithid before the druid, and complete the evolution or alienation of the silithid before the druid can release the gene-directed disintegration potion.
This is an unfair war, and C'Thun is already a little tired of it.
If it weren't for Illidan's arrival, the night elves' Silithus defense line would have been defeated by the Silithids.
Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, the bastard son of light and darkness has no interest in C'Thun. He came to Silithus to clean up the mess.
When Cho'gall was ordered to confront the demon hunter, Illidan chose to reason with the two-headed ogre.
Do you still remember the arrival of Archimonde? The Defiler blocked the interstellar portal with his flagship. Illidan destroyed the stability of the portal when he went to steal things, which invisibly weakened Archimonde's power. It laid the foundation for victory in the Battle of Mount Hyjal.
But that's not the point.
The point is that Archimonde is dead, the Burning Legion's portal is closed, and the demons of the Burning Legion are once again expelled from Azeroth.
But Archimonde's flagship was still floating in the void, and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver had already rushed towards the good brother's flagship.
Illidan didn't dare to bet on Kil'jaeden's ability to use the remaining information on Archimonde's flagship to open the portal again.
So Illidan warned Cho'gall that if he and his master dared to disturb him, he would leave it alone.
"What are you going to do?"
"Open a new crack?"
"Then secretly go and plant a bomb on Archimonde's flagship?"
"Blow up that ship?"
Gu and Garr teased Illidan one by one, but the demon hunter was stunned.
Then Cho'gall couldn't hold his head any longer.
C'Thun, who had been listening in, was also embarrassed.
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The Burning Legion and other things are just haunting, so annoying.
