Chapter 423 37. Elegy. Under the Waves

Stormwind City, Midnight Gardens District.

The death lords who came back here secretly returned to their respective jurisdictions with new and heavy missions last night. The battlefield in Arathi Highlands still maintains a tense confrontation, but the commander of the undead already knows that in a real sense The war has come to an end, and in the next period of time, Dark Blade will be quiet again and begin to breed internal strength.

Several engineering laboratories in the Black Iron District have received a large number of military orders. In addition to the surge in demand for the latest artillery, there are also some new weapons proposed by the military, including those used by individual soldiers, which are cheap but powerful Huge self-exploding grenades, including upgrades to the steam tanks that the Empire uses extensively, and some destructive weapons of great power.

The large number of demands has far exceeded the limit that the existing laboratories can bear, so for a while, no matter whether it is gnome engineering or goblin engineering, the two circles seem to be left behind. Every day, new engineers and technicians rushed to Darkforge City, and the foundry workshop of the Black Iron Dwarves, which was already operating at full capacity, started to work more crazy overtime with the support of huge profits. add a bit.

The new foundry area was quickly built in the ruins of Blackrock Tower, and the big merchants of the Dark Iron Dwarves even sent leaflets for recruiting technicians to the most remote western wilderness in the Defias Federal District, almost waving banknotes, Those farm laborers who lost their jobs due to the appearance of undead labor invited them to their factories.

Of course, this is not because of kindness, but because of a very real problem... Undead labor is cheap. If possible, those big bosses would like to fire every worker who needs wages and vacations, but the problem is that undead labor can only The most basic industrial manufacturing is performed mechanically. Once it involves tedious and creative positions, the undead is obviously not suitable.

Such as maintaining and repairing machinery, such as inspecting the quality of products, such as design work, and some work of raw material allocation, all of which require the thinking of living people to carry out.

Although the gnomes refused to develop lethal weapons for the Dark Blade Legion at the beginning, with the reconstruction of Gnomeregan, the city of technology, the gnomes needed a lot of money to complete the upgrade of their hometown, and the gnomes established in the Dark Blade , In a system full of competition, there is no such thing as friendship support.

Gnomes need money, so they can only earn it by themselves. So after learning from the painful experience, some adventurous gnomes secretly started the research and development of weapons with the acquiescence of the artisan council. The development world was injected with new competition, and for a while, the contradiction between the two short races became more and more acute.

If you are an old resident of the Black Iron District, then you only need to walk around the streets every day, at least you can see several drunken gnomes and goblin engineers wrestling together in the streets and alleys. The pecking-like fights between different races have almost become the "repertoire" of Darkforge City.

And the high-level council of the Defias Federal District was called to the Midnight Garden. After a day of meetings behind closed doors, they also began to build wartime bunkers in various regions. Hoarding food and sufficient daily necessities caused market prices in the entire Federal District to fluctuate for a while.

Some people with brains have already guessed the shadow of a larger-scale war, and the House of Commons is arguing about this matter every day. The people who have become accustomed to the new system hope to see the truth, but helpless, some things are theirs. Not quite ready to accept it.

In the Kaz Modan area, the conflict between the immigrated Dark Iron Dwarves and the local Bronzebeard Dwarves was also forcibly stopped. With the intervention of the government, Ironforge, which was severely damaged by the war, began to rebuild. Repairs, the secret road leading to the Khaz Modan mountain area was also discovered, and the undead began to clean up the entire Khaz Modan area, removing those frost-eyed trolls who had escaped the war and some Members of the Dwarven Rebellion who were unwilling to be controlled were caught in prison.

The Great Forge was restarted, and some dwarves who recognized the reality began to actively work for the undead to earn wealth. A steady stream of weapons were produced and sent to legions everywhere. In the ninth year of its establishment, the Dark Blade Legion , finally rejoicing, those undead infantrymen who have passed the test of several wars got new armor and weapons, and finally they don't have to wield bone knives and wooden shields to fight the enemy.

The two battle groups were transferred back to Draenor for defense. Although the space rift in the sky of that small world has shrunk to the point where it cannot allow the large portal to be easily opened, once the demons invade Azeroth, it is difficult to say that Archimonde Will he miss the Draenor world where the demons fell into the sand, so Tyrion must also do a good job of defense in his base camp.

It is worth mentioning that the golem factory belonging to the Dark Iron dwarves that was transferred to the world of Draenor is in a stage of healthy development. At present, the number of golems stored by Dark Blade has reached an astonishing number. The demons once again invaded this world, and what greeted them might be an army of golems with steel and rock bodies that would not feel pain or fear.

In the mansion of Midnight Garden, Tyrion was looking at the summary of the situation in various regions this month. Although there are underground organizations that resist the rule of the dead in every place, Tyrion has become accustomed to turning a blind eye, unless the frontline battlefield rumors The news of the great failure of the undead came, otherwise these small-numbered resistance organizations would not be able to become great weapons.

But just when he was about to finish reading, in the shadow behind him, a mass of entangled darkness surged, and a moment later, a weird thing jumped out of the darkness, it was suspended in the air, like something Like a mutated octopus, with a purple head and a golden pendant, the four tentacles danced in the air, approaching Tyrion bit by bit.

But the Dark Blade King didn't seem to notice this guy. After waiting for a while, this ugly and twisted creature seemed to be unable to hold back some kind of greed in his heart. While the tentacles danced wildly, he moved towards Tyrion's body. The brain rushed over.

"puff"

The disgusting juice splashed in all directions. The moment it approached Tyrion, this dark thing seemed to be dismembered by a dozen sharp knives. Blocked by the wall, the last bits and pieces scattered on the ground.

Only then did the Dark Blade King turn his head and look at the Shadow Fiend who had turned into a disgusting mass of minced flesh. This thing is the messenger of the shadows. For the priests who manipulate the power of the shadows, this thing is a servant representing their will , obviously a monster soaked in void power.

Tyrion stretched out his hand, and between the beating of the dark red lines, a black crystal was taken out from the minced meat. He put it next to his ear, and Xalatath's sneaky and deep voice was at this moment sounded:

"Good reaction, it looks like I'm going to attack you, I have to be more prepared... My messenger has brought you a message, N'Zoth has moved, those Naga are gathered somewhere on the bottom of the sea , Obviously, they are preparing to attack an important person, N'Zoth is very interested in his soul, and I heard that that guy still has an unfinished contract with you..."

"Dailen?"

Tyrion's eyes narrowed. He stood up, put aside the work in his hands, and strode out of the room. The black crystal shone like a snowflake that met the sun, melting quickly. But a faint space coordinate has been imprinted in Tyrion's mind.

"Daelin Proudmoore... I have been waiting for too long, your soul, the treasure of the son of the sea, the will that shines with endless light and brilliance, is a treasure that can only belong to me! There is still Others dare to hold out their hands in front of me...they are..."

"Looking for death!!!"

"Khadgar, get your weapons ready, get Saurfang ready for battle, and come get me... we have to go out."

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On the other side, on the endless sea, Dai Lin's fleet was slowly moving forward in the night. Some off-duty sailors leaned on the deck and drank wine. Someone sang a very vulgar song, but in this dead night, Accompanied by the surging waves, it can make people feel very good.

Dai Lin, who couldn't sleep, stood in his cabin, looking out the window at the calm sea covered with stars and a dark sky through the glass decorated with copper-green borders. Every time he drove on the sea, all his troubles would disappear The smoke disappeared, as he himself said, he may be a born son of the sea, his life, his soul, and everything about him are the gift of the sea.

But tonight, the sea has become a little stranger.

The magic arranged by the tide sages on the battleship made any waves approaching the King of the Sea disappear invisible. The ship sailed on the water as smoothly as if it was on the ground, without feeling dizzy at all.

But the magic power fluctuations of the magic circle arranged by the tide sages also covered up the shadow slowly rising from under the sea surface on this quiet night.

Those are strange fish-like and sea-snake-like creatures that swim quickly in the dark water. Most of their soft bodies are light green with bright dorsal fins. Women can still see their original beautiful faces. The man simply turned into a distorted face, like a snake, but upon closer inspection, there was a trace of a dragon's outline on that face.

They are so numerous that they seem to be endless, emerging from the dark shadows of the bottom of the sea, making no sound when swimming, holding shining tridents in their hands, or lingering in the water. The staff, a trace of thunder light danced on the staff.

Behind those ant-like Naga, there is a huge octopus monster that seems to crawl out of the abyss, and ordinary octopus, even the king octopus in the sea, will not be so huge, but Judging by the purple rune-flecked horny skin that lingers around its body, there must be some unusual bloodlines in this guy.

Blood from the abyss.

On the bottom of the sea, you can see the fleet sailing forward on the sea above your head. Those soft Naga quietly followed behind the fleet. The commander of this operation, the two personal maids of Queen Azshara, are powerful sea witches. Lady Nazgal and Vashj the Siren are underwater commanding warriors loyal to Queen Azshara, surrounding the fleet from all sides.

As high-ranking Naga, the upper body of these two ladies still retains the coquettishness and beauty of being Highborne, but the thick snake tail destroys this beauty. Vashki holds a bow in his hand and confronts Hai Wuna in the dark water. Zigal nodded, and then quietly disappeared into the darkness. She is a powerful assassin. The first wave of attacks in this operation will be set off by Vashj.

The sea began to churn, and this scene immediately caught Dai Lin's attention. He opened the window and looked under the sea. It immediately becomes dangerous.

As a sea power, Kul Tiras has dealt with Naga a lot. This tidal empire from the deep sea has been trying to control the endless sea of ​​the entire world, but Naga rarely takes the initiative to attack an entire fleet, especially It was when the fleet was under the protection of tidesages who could also command the power of the sea.

"Sound the alarm!"

Dai Lin rushed out of the room and yelled to the Waycrest Grand Knight beside him, but before the Sea King's alarm bell sounded, there was a loud thunder-like noise at the stern of the battleship that attracted everyone gaze.

Dai Lin pushed away the sailors who were protecting him, and rushed to the deck. He looked back, and a scene that would only appear in a nightmare appeared in front of him.

The last ship of the fleet, the troop carrier full of Kul Tiras sailors, was tightly bound from the bottom of the sea by 8 huge tentacles full of spikes and suckers. In the rhythm of the sea waves, Amidst the terrified roars of the sailors, the ship was being forcibly pulled into the sea bit by bit by the terrifying sea beast.

"Fire! Fire!"

Dai Lin roared, but before the sailors fired, the ship was torn apart from the center amidst the huge vibrations. At the moment when countless sailors fell into the icy sea, along with the wreckage of the ship that was broken into two pieces , was dragged into the tumbling sea of ​​darkness by the tentacles.

And the endless naga also rushed out from under the sea at this moment, and the sky in this sea became gloomy. Amidst the sharp chanting of sea witches, there was a muffled thunder, followed by dazzling lightning from the sky.

In the light of that lightning, the entire battlefield was illuminated, together with Dai Lin's angry face.

They were ambushed...Ambush by a dastardly foe on the sea at their mercy.