Stormwind God

Those in power should never put all their eggs in one basket when they are not in despair.

So what Duke can do is not only avoid the most dangerous areas, let people and soldiers evacuate to relatively safe areas as much as possible, but also expand the scope of that safe area.

For example: Duke clearly remembers that in the game is the North County Abbey in the human novice area, opposite the east bank river, there were originally a lot of fields running by wolves. However, this area will be completely reduced to scorched earth during the cataclysm.

Is it to evacuate people and property to the North County Abbey?

of course not!

Evacuation must extend to the entire Elwynn Forest.

Similarly, in the western wilderness, which is now renamed western Woye, a miniature volcano named [Ground Rage] will appear in the area near the Gold Coast mine.

Duke personally inspected it, and the geological conditions over there really were relatively fragile, and it was also a priority evacuation area. But people can't just concentrate on the sentry collar or Yuexi town.

If possible, it is best to evacuate all people to the field as a unit when the cataclysm is approaching.

This is to avoid giving a pot.

As for the most expensive works of art, or important people, they were taken to the two floating cities of Dalaran and Naxxramas. At the same time, there is a lot of food and water. When necessary, use two floating cities as the doomsday ark ...

Duke frowned, listening to reports from all over the place.

"Evacuation is% complete, and the rest will be completed within three days," Khadgar reported.

Duke asked Ilucia in the magic mirror: "What about the reaction of the people?"

"Thanks to the morals of the host and trust in the alliance, it is generally relatively calm. There is no tide of buying around. 9% of the people have been resettled in the refuge area and prepared food and water for fifteen days."

Duke turned to ask Kurdran: "What about the Air Force?"

"It's dispersed. We're also planning for the worst. In case the magic net is temporarily cut off, we will resume the traditional communication with griffins and flying warships. The old beacon is also set up."

At this time, Tirion Fortin asked: "Well, since Duke can predict the general disaster place. Will you give the tribe the information on the terrain changes you foresee?"

Duke was silent, closed his eyes, and thought for five seconds before he nodded: "Yes."

Paladin's integrity is a virtue.

Unfortunately, this virtue is destined to be owned by only a few people.

The true superior can never be so selfless.

However, Duke didn't mind giving Tirion a face, and finally gave Thrall a gift. If the historical trend on the tribe side still cannot be reversed, I am afraid that Thrall's day in the position of chieftain has entered the countdown.

Seriously, Duke didn't need to rely on the cataclysm to specifically pit the tribe.

The territory on the tribe's side was originally barren and dying, which caused most areas to be vast and sparsely populated.

None of the cities in Kalimdor's tribe-controlled area would be destroyed by the cataclysm. On the contrary, resources in the concept of wide area are even more scarce.

When the Alliance's rumor reached Sal, Sal lingered for a long time.

He forcibly deterred the elemental riots of fire, and Orgrimmar had been burned by a fifth. When he angered him to hang the twilight devotees who had been damned a million times, he had to face this horrible mess.

Hundreds of logging requests were passed to his desk.

He knows very well that if he really finds the coalition for wood according to the needs of this group of animals, it is estimated that the night elves will go crazy, I am afraid that they will have a share in the war.

Who knows, in Duke's handwritten letter, he personally informed that this is probably just the beginning ...

The western part of Durotar is likely to be flooded by the soaring Nushui River.

Thousand Needles and the Glitter Plain may also be submerged.

If it was a nightmare, Thrall would rather never fall asleep.

This is really terrible.

While the Alliance was ready, the Horde was waiting for the doomsday trial, located in the underground palace of the Deep Rock Continent on the elemental plane.

A violent sound resounded throughout the underground world, suddenly sounded.

"Pain!"

"suffering"

"My hatred is burning in the abyss!"

If Duke were here, he would surely recognize the owner of this voice, Deathwing Nesario, on the spot!

In this special plane far from the world of Azeroth, non-earth element creatures that have not been protected by special energy or magic of earth elements will be squeezed to death by the tide-like mud.

Because there is no sky and no water here. There is only endless dirt and raging lava rising from time to time.

Once extremely arrogant, Nesario betrayed the entire Dragon clan, at this moment it is just a pile of broken dragon clan remains.

A hollow faucet, a spine with only half of it left, a pile of ribs each broken into at least three sections, and an incomplete tail and paws.

The so-called Deathwing is now just a joke.

Beside Deathwing, there was another huge dragon corpse, which was the corpse of his nephelian.

Numerous imaginary octopus-like tentacles stretch out in the void.

"Too weak! Too weak! Nesario, you are really too weak!" That was the voice of the ancient **** Enzos.

"My master gave me another chance for my hatred." Nesario, who was once so arrogant, is now just a grandson.

"This is really the last chance ..." Enzos sneered sneer.

In the void, a spine appeared.

It seems that the vertebra is as large as a hill, which is dozens of times larger than Nesario's entire dragon during his lifetime.

If it was also a dragon, wouldn't it be thousands of times bigger than Nesario?

It seemed that Saario felt a little familiar on the huge bone.

"Are you familiar? Touched? It is because you defeated it that you have the 25,000-year glory of your five guardian dragons!" Enzos smiled vaguely.

Nesario suddenly remembered, his soul exclaimed, "Galakron !?"

"That's right, the bones of Galakron!"

It was an era when there were no dragons. Azeroth's land lived with a group of ancestor dragons. They were the most primitive dragons.

Without the wisdom and power of the dragon, it is just a group of ordinary beasts who prey on other animals for their own living.

But for some unexplained reasons, some dragons have some wisdom and can communicate in primitive language, and can consciously cooperate in predation. Among them are the gray dragon Nasario, the red dragon Alestasa, The pale yellow dragon Ysera, the blue dragon Marigos, the brown dragon Nozdormu, and the golden dragon Talonixia.

Galakron, this giant archaeopteryx, which will be called "the father of the dragons" in the future, also lived in that era ...