Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

In the previous Naga invasion, the Naga army with combat effectiveness suffered heavy losses, but their huge population base did not suffer from the tragic death of frontline soldiers.

Counting ordinary civilians, the total number of Naga is still more than ten million, distributed in various areas in the sea, Vasjir and Nazjatar are just the two largest residences.

Not to mention that Azshara has other uses for the night elves, even if it's just to restrain the huge number of Naga, Andrea doesn't intend to kill the Naga queen on the spot.

God knows what will happen to the unrestrained Naga. Azeroth, which has experienced two consecutive battles, cannot withstand major turmoil in a short period of time.

The mature and prudent Velen agreed, stroked his beard, and echoed, "I agree with Andrea's proposal. The innumerable Naga still need someone to control them. You don't want to experience the impact of the Naga tide again, do you?"

"As long as we reach an agreement with Azshara, at least in a short period of time, we don't have to worry about the overwhelming Naga anymore. As for the future..."

Vinlen glanced at Andrea with a half-smile, "Hehe~ who can say for sure?"

Andrea frowned, and Velen's meaningful eyes made him a little uncomfortable.

‘What does it mean to be an old man? '

Bain scratched his head honestly and said, "Before we set off, my father told me to listen to Chairman Moon Shadow, and I have no objection."

Meera twitched the corner of her mouth when she saw Bain, who was too simple and honest, and questioned with hatred, "Don't you have your own opinion?"

Bane still responded with a foolish smile, and his sloppy attitude made Meera's anger disappear quickly, and she slumped her shoulders and smiled wryly, "Forget it... I also agree to reach an agreement with Naga, Azeroth All ethnic groups really need to rest and recuperate for a while."

Of course, small and medium-sized races such as tol'vir, dryads, and furbolgs would not object to the decision of the night elves. Anyway, it was the night elves themselves who were at the forefront of what happened.

The Darkspear troll chief, Vol'jin, squinted his eyes. He was good at reading the situation, and he didn't jump out to make trouble like Talanji the thorn. He just followed the trend with a smile.

Azshara opened her eyes just at this time, and her jewel-like golden eyes scanned the crowd, as if the innate aura of a superior made many people subconsciously tense up.

"The discussion is over? So is it war or peace?"

...

After some discussions, the various tribes of Kalimdor finally reached a truce agreement with Queen Naga.

The war with the Naga was barely regarded as a victory for the Azeroth coalition forces under the release of Azshara, and Andrea used this to restrain the Naga led by Azshara.

In the future, Naga will no longer be able to attack the residents along the coast of Kalimdor at will. They must report in advance when they go ashore to lay eggs every year, and they must be approved by the relevant countries before they can board the coastline.

Azshara has no opinion on this, she doesn't value the Naga very much.

The remains of N'Zoth were taken away by the night elves and destroyed, and the plane of Ny'alotha was floated into the sea by Raden and Odin, and became a brand new island near the Dustwallow Marsh on the east coast of Kalimdor.

Before the crustal movement of the floating island stopped, Azshara activated the teleportation technique without saying a word, and returned to the palace of Nazjatar alone.

Leticia stood on the edge of the Ny'alotha island, looking at the hole in the middle of the sea that was torn apart by the tidal stone with complicated eyes.

"Go back, Letty."

Shandris put her arms around her adoptive daughter's shoulders and comforted her, "Don't worry, there will definitely be a chance to meet Mrs. Felicity in the future."

"Um!"

No one outside the night elves knew about Andrea's real agreement with Azshara, except for a certain old and cunning party.

The remnant of N'Zoth was indeed taken away by the night elves, but Andrea did not order it to be destroyed immediately, but quietly transferred the body to the underground kingdom of Northrend, where Anubrekhan was temporarily in charge of guarding it.

Even dead Old Gods, their corpses continue to spread void corruption around them.

Under Andrea's instructions, Anub'arak specially set aside an uninhabited underground area to accommodate N'Zoth's body, and prohibited any residents of Ankahet Kingdom from approaching.

After all, the ancient gods are huge creatures on parasitic planets, and their complete bodies are very huge. It is impossible for Andrea to dig out all of N'Zoth's corpses from the ground.

Cut off the core part and take it away, leaving the rest for the Star Soul of Azeroth to slowly digest.

N'Zoth had absorbed a lot of essence from Azeroth over the years, and he just took this opportunity to spit it all out at once.

With the restart of the Forge of Will, the growth rate of Azeroth's Star Soul has accelerated again.

When Raiden was about to return to Ulduar, he inadvertently raised his mouth to Andrea, and it was almost time for Star Soul to start talking in his sleep that no one could understand.

'balderdash? '

After Raiden and Odin left, Andrea touched his chin with all his thoughts, ‘I just remembered this, has the spokesperson of Star Soul appeared? '

In the original history, the spokesperson of the star soul of Azeroth was Magni who was accidentally turned into a diamond.

The reinforcements sent by the Bronzebeard dwarves this time were led by Muradin. It was said that Magni was in retreat in Ironforge, studying something with Brian, the third brother of the Bronzebeard family.

Speaking of Brian, Andrea couldn't help but want to complain.

This archaeologist is as famous as the Pandaren Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo as a master monster hunter. In the game plot, they caused a lot of troubles because of their hand cancer.

Even Harrison Jones, Brian's protégé, was a restless guy, and when they saw a switch, they would want to press it cheaply.

Ever since Moira gradually grasped the power of the Dark Iron Dwarves, Magni, who was worried about his emotions, took the initiative to half-retire, and handed over the work of contacting the Dark Iron Dwarves to Muradin.

Unlike Magni who disciplined Moira strictly since childhood, Muradin has always been more tolerant towards his niece, and the contact between the two went smoothly.

The Dark Iron dwarves intend to reintegrate into civilized society after being freed from the enslavement of the fire elemental.

But including the help to the old tribe orcs during the Second Orc War, the black-body dwarves did a lot of things that hurt Azeroth openly and secretly.

Although Moira blamed the dead Ragnaros, the nations of the alliance were not stupid, and the blame would still fall on the Dark Iron Dwarves.

Andrea was not interested in the dwarves and the turmoil within the alliance. What he cared about was Magni's situation.

Combining Magni's retreat and Raiden's reminder, Andrea speculates that the king of Khaz Modan has already begun to hear Star Soul's ravings, but he still can't understand the other party's meaning for the time being.

"A spokesperson?"

Before entering the realm of demigods, the information that mortals get from Star Soul is undecipherable gibberish.

In the original history, Magni also accidentally returned to his ancestors, and only began to understand the words of the star soul after he turned into a specious earth spirit diamond body.

"Eluen, can I communicate directly with Azeroth now?"

"Huh? Yes."

Elune replied as a matter of course, "Azeroth's growth rate has accelerated, and as a demigod, you can already understand her words to a certain extent."

Andrea asked speechlessly, "...Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Elune retorted innocently, "You didn't ask me either."