Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"Crater?" Andrea was a little surprised, "I didn't expect the Land of Fire to appear there, that's okay."

The crater is far away from the core territory of Andria, but it is right in the siege of the night elf allies.

The whole of Kalimdor has long been run by the night elves as a monolith, and Andrea can understand N'Zoth's idea of ​​trying to break the surface, but only relying on the Fire Demon King...

"Report!"

Another scout entered the chamber of the Great Moon God Temple, and Andrea, who had just set up the flag, felt a little nervous.

"explain."

"Yes! A building complex that looks like a sky wall appeared above Rutherland Island off the coast of Black Sea, and the ogres living there sent us a distress signal."

"Hiss~"

Andrea rubbed the corners of her brows with a headache, "Sure enough, you can't stand the flag randomly..."

The ogre Kongwu is powerful and has a low IQ. Andrea placed them on Rutherland Island, where Teldrassil should have been planted. The original intention was to raise ogres in captivity, and to train ogres with good fertility to become cannon fodder for night elves. Race.

Over the years, ogres have multiplied and multiplied on the vast Rutherland Island. The population has multiplied from hundreds of thousands who just entered Azeroth to more than 300,000. Rutherland Island, which is rich in natural resources, can do well. to feed them.

"Al'Akir cannot be allowed to massacre ogres wantonly, mobilize the Second Flying Fleet to meet the enemy north, and the First Flying Fleet to go south to Un'Goro Crater."

"Garrod, you are in charge of the war situation in the south, and the remaining troops of Eresalas are at your disposal. You cannot let the fire elements expand out of the crater."

Garald put on the helmet he held in his hand, nodded calmly and said, "No problem, the Fire Demon King will definitely not be able to break out of the range of the crater."

Andrea turned to look at Shandris, who was also ready to go. "Santis, you are in charge of the northern battlefield. Let Leticia stay for now. I still need her in other places."

"Okay." Shandris nodded seriously, turned and walked out with her long legs, "Delaryn, come with me."

"Yes, General!"

Leticia had a lot of fun with her new pet Gorm recently, and she seemed a little absent-minded even standing in the meeting hall.

"Andrea, what am I going to do? Are there other battlefields?"

"certainly."

Andrea narrowed her eyes, "The main course hasn't been served yet."

...

"boom!"

In the heart of Azeroth, under the solemn gaze of Go'el, Kurdran and others, a giant dragon in full armor rushed out of the maelstrom, and a large amount of sea water rose into the sky with his appearance.

"Wow~"

The shaman of the Ring of the Earth, who was drenched in seawater rain, still stared intently at the giant dragon flapping its wings and heading west, and a large number of purple-skinned dragons with strange shapes flew out of the maelstrom.

After roughly determining the flight direction of the group of alien dragons, Go'el turned his head and said to Yenu Sacre, "Judging from the direction, Deathwing should be heading towards Ashenvale. Be prepared!"

This full-body armored dragon is Deathwing who was almost wiped out by the dragon soul. Although his chest is firmly blocked by the source matter armor plate, it can be vaguely seen that the flesh and blood underneath have been modified and stitched. Clear traces.

Compared with before, he was able to pretend to be elegant on the surface, and now Deathwing's eyes are full of crazy hatred and anger.

In the notification from his master, N'Zoth, he already knew who the person who had dealt the almost fatal blow to him was.

"Night elves, prepare to bear my endless wrath!"

...

"Is it really coming this way?"

Andrea was not surprised when he heard the news. With Deathwing's vengeful nature, it was only natural that he would remember him.

Onyxia's emotions were filled with a trace of fear that could not be dispelled. She fidgeted and asked, "Andrea, shall we attack now?"

"Not urgent."

Andrea looked up at the huge map hanging on the wall. If Deathwing's flight trajectory was followed, he would definitely pass through the Lost Isles where the Draenei lived first.

Velen is ready to surprise the Fallen Black Dragon King.

"Letty, you lead the Third Fleet to guard Senkinlai's coastline, and first filter out the weaker alien dragons around Deathwing."

"Understood~"

Leticia went out and jumped on Gao Mu's back and "boomed" and galloped towards the airport. Her friend Lunara also accompanied her tree demon sisters along the way.

Senjinlai is the current name of the red land that should have been called Durotar.

Vol'jin's Darkspear trolls have been very peaceful since they settled in Kalimdor, and they are also very active in contributing to Azeroth's disasters.

Anyway, other races are not interested in that piece of red land, and Andrea discussed with the tauren chief Kane, and decided to officially hand over this piece of red land to the darkspear troll who knows the times.

Although the Echo Islands where the Darkspear trolls lived had good natural resources, they were just archipelagos after all, and definitely not enough for fertile trolls to survive.

After naming the red land on the east coast of Kalimdor Forest Lai after his father, the Darkspear trolls, led by Vol'jin, began to develop their base in this wild land.

Although the land in Senkinlai is poor and unsuitable for planting, there are many common mineral resources in this red land. Although they are not precious enough, they are more abundant.

Under the arrangement of Vol'jin, the trolls with strong stamina mine ore, establish trade routes with night elves and tauren, and sell ore to buy food and other supplies they need.

However, the pioneering actions of the Darkspear trolls were not all smooth sailing. The wild boar, the most fertile species in the history of Azeroth, also built a small settlement in Senkinreza. The trolls were often attacked by the wild boar when they were out. attack.

When Leticia led the Third Flying Fleet and set off eastward, Vol'jin, who was on Darkspear Island, also received news from Deathwing.

The wise and low-key Darkspear chief touched his chin, "Sure enough, as Chancellor Moon Shadow expected, Rokan, you go to rectify the troops and set up a defense line on the eastern coastline in advance."

Shadow Hunter Lokhan stood up straight and beat his chest, "Yes!"

Walking out of the buildings with troll characteristics, Vol'jin looked far to the sea to the east.

"Will the draenei's first interception work? It won't annoy Deathwing instead."

...

On the Lost Islands, the storm fortress that has been docked in the crater for a long time is already full of energy.

When the volcanoes all over Azeroth are active, the Lost Volcano is no exception. The powerful energy is stored through the transformation of the Tempest Fortress.

Velen stood on the bridge of Stormkeep, monitoring the approach of Deathwing's dragons on the external multi-screen monitor.

The Prophet ordered in a calm tone, "It's time, the main gun is activated."

"Yes! The main gun system is activated, charging begins, and the muzzle is opened!"

Archbishop Hataru, as a transfer station for orders, quickly used a series of technical terms to command the technicians of the Storm Fortress to protrude a huge gun barrel from the top of the Storm Fortress.

The energy transformed from the crater was poured into this giant magic cannon, and the highly compressed energy made Romuel a little startled.

Hataru still calmly stared at the progress on the display screen. When the energy filling rate reached 100%, Deathwing's dragons could already see it directly.

"Prophet, the main gun is ready."

Velen nodded solemnly, "Launch."