Chapter 609 25. New Blood
"Wow, wow"
The icy sea water of the endless sea found a new pass in the northern border of the eastern continent. The heavy and icy water roared and crashed into the wide stone walls of the Dalaran Strait, washing away those rocks that were not strong enough, leaving behind The ones that are also washed are very smooth.
In terms of the width of the Dalaran Strait, it is actually able to allow ships to pass through, but only when the tide is high, the water level of this strait will rise enough to allow ships to dock at the temporary docks on the edge of Lordaeron City, and This pier is nearly a hundred kilometers away from the mouth of the strait. Therefore, unless it is loaded with the engine of a goblin steamer, ordinary ships will not enter here to try their luck.
In addition, the fel magic power here has begun to dissipate, and this super high concentration of magic power is not suitable for normal people to live for a long time. Therefore, the sea route of this strait is rarely used by people. It is very remote and secret enough , naturally became the home port of the Dark Blade Fleet. The best thing is that the ships of the undead can advance under the sea without worrying about power issues at all.
At present, Dai Lin is splitting his own fleet. He has been searching the entire world for awakened, powerful enough sunken ships to fill his own fleet, and by the way, send those eliminated warships to Booty Bay. According to Buddy Moore's request, now that the competition in the South China Sea route is becoming more and more fierce, without a fleet that is strong enough, it is impossible to gain more profits for Booty Bay.
And another dead goblin, rich man Rivegarz has already begun to try to spread the influence of the Dark Blade Consortium to Kalimdor. He signed an agreement with the goblin engineer Hesuo. The goblin cities and hotspots in Kalimdor are fanning the flames. The trade war between several consortiums is in full swing, and armed conflicts will break out from time to time. New trade markets have been found for the outdated arms that are unsalable in the Black Iron region.
It is said that the lunatic Hesso has already started planning to attack the birthplace of goblin civilization, Kezan, an island next to the Maelstrom. It is the base camp of the Bilgewater Plutocrat and the site of the trade prince Gallywix. 75% of the world's Keya ore It was produced there, and that special ore has a unique meaning to the goblins. Whether it is Blackfuse or the two trade princes in Booty Bay, they have never stopped coveting that ore.
Of course, let the goblins handle the matter of the goblins, and observers will not be interested in these copper-smelling things.
"Wow, wow"
In the Dalaran Strait tonight, the icy water seems to be more cheerful. In the turbulence of the sea, under the dark sea, a silent and huge fleet is slowly passing through the bottom of the water, like a deep-sea ship. Like a ghost, just looking at it can make people feel creepy.
And outside the city of Lordaeron, on the edge of the stone pier, a heavily armed undead army is quietly guarding outside the strait. A cane carved with bat wings awaits the return of the traveler.
The lord who was seriously injured in the previous imperial operation still hasn't healed. The unique holy silver and holy fire oil used by the assassins severely damaged his body. With Salein's powerful recovery ability, it is necessary to repair that terrible damage , It will also take a long time... The blood elves are powerful, but they are not invincible. What's more, the ones who attacked Myra were the most powerful assassins in the empire.
To be honest, being able to escape a life in the siege of those guys is enough to prove Myra's combat effectiveness.
Even so, that experience is still regarded as a shame by Myra... He will come back with revenge, and after he has survived this painful time, he will not let the group of assassins go.
"cough cough"
The lord with a cane was coughing hard in the cold wind, like a weak living person. Behind him, Rogelio, the death lord who theoretically manages the Stratholme district, looked at Myra with some concern. , in the dark night, he whispered:
"You should go back to the city and wait, Myra, your current situation is not suitable for coming out."
"I'm just hurt, Roger."
Myra put the handkerchief covering her mouth back into her pocket. The blood on the handkerchief was shocking. He raised his head. His gray temples made him look as old as a teenager. He looked at the darkness in the distance and said:
"I'm not a patient who can't move, don't underestimate me... I don't need to lie on a hospital bed to survive. My wife has returned from a long journey. As a husband, how can I not wait for her here? Besides Yes, as a member of the Blood Lords Council, I am also somewhat... interested in those newly born "citizens."
While the two were talking, the tumbling sea water in front of them suddenly became manic, and large whirlpools rolled out under the icy sea water. Amidst the howling and surging of the water, the large fleet driving under the sea, in this For a moment, it was as if they had parted from the sea abruptly, and appeared on the strait in front of the two of them in unison.
There is no such huge figure as the Majesty of the Sea. This is just a transport fleet with a special mission, and it is not yet the turn of a heavyweight like Dai Lin to lead it in person.
"Well, the Queen of the North is said to be the most famous ghost ship in the North Sea..."
Rogelio looked at the huge ship at the forefront of the fleet, the quaint flagship with a unique mast and figurehead, as well as a unique deck design and badge, and said to Myra:
"Dai Lin's collecting addiction is getting worse and worse. Is he planning to fish all the famous shipwrecks in history?"
"No no no, that's not the case."
Myra coughed and explained to Roger:
"I heard from the boss that it is said that these famous shipwrecks have the last will of the sailors attached to the wrecks of the shipwrecks with stories. Compared with ordinary shipwrecks, these shipwrecks have a certain growth potential, just like Dai Lin's shipwreck. Like the King Power...it has unique potential. It is said that some ships will have special abilities after being "resurrected". For example, the Queen of the Northland can launch heavy ice shells, or when necessary, Freeze a whole piece of the sea."
"Oh, special role, special ship, no wonder."
Rogelio suddenly realized, he nodded:
"Then it's no wonder that Dai Lin searched for these sunken ships all over the world. I thought it was his special hobby as an admiral."
"She is coming!"
Myra suddenly took a step forward, and the next moment, a slender black figure jumped down from the flagship, like a cannonball, and jumped in front of Myra, tightly hugging the weak blood lord, The mouths of the two touched each other, and the boring gesture made Rogelio cough lightly, and couldn't help turning his face away.
There is a legion watching behind them, these two guys, it's really... too embarrassing.
"I've found it, Myra, I've found the sword."
Luminas took a special wooden box from behind and said to her husband:
"It's broken, but it doesn't matter. I also got the "Dragon Slaying Compendium". We can repair it. When Quel Sela is repaired, I will take it to the empire...to give you a break."
"It's okay, it's okay, fool."
Myra hugged her wife, helped her tidy up her messy hair, and then seemed to look up at the flagship of the fleet with emotion. On that deck, 13 dark figures were silently looking at him.
It's the same taste...
"Yongying, come here quickly..."
Luminas waved her hand back and shouted to the 13 figures:
"Come and meet the real blood lord, and I will arrange for you to go to the southern border to meet the great lord later."
"buzz buzz"
Between the flickering of light and shadow, the thirteen lords of Syndra, headed by Modant Eternal Shadow, appeared in front of Myra amidst the flickering of blood, and the latter looked at them with a kind of scrutiny. The aura belonging to Salein was merging, but even though Myra was seriously injured, his aura was still mellower and purer than the 13 newborn blood lords.
"The power of blood mutated by evil energy... Interesting."
Myra's blood-red eyes reflected the figures of the 13 new blood lords in front of him. He could feel that the blood power flowing in the body of Syndra Salaine in front of him was a little strange, probably because they had been absorbing it for ten thousand years. It is caused by fel energy, but this does not affect the performance of the blood lords. In fact, this weirdness also gives them unique powers.
"Modant Eternal Shadow...from Eresalas."
The newborn, dressed in black, bowed to Myra and said softly in a hoarse voice:
"Salute to you, the ancestor who manipulated the power of blood, your existence has guided us to a new future in the dark..."
"Um"
Myra nodded slightly reservedly, and said to the blood lords of Syndra in front of him:
"With the power given to me by the great lord, Lord Rogelio and I will take full responsibility for the resettlement of the Syndra immigrants in Lordaeron City, and wait until the 60,000 civilians who followed you across the sea enter the city and take an oath After joining the federation, I will take you to the southern border... I can feel that you still have fear and distrust of the dark blade in your heart... This is normal."
"Great power will always make people fearful, but believe me, everyone, in the new civilization created by Dark Blade and the Federation, no one will mention the pain that the Syndra elves suffered in the past... You will find a new one here... The meaning of existence, the fire of civilization of Syndra, will be inherited and reborn in this land."
Myra said some scenes. He knew very well that for these immigrants who were expelled from their original homes, the confusion and fear in their hearts could not be dispelled by one or two words, but time, time stands on the edge of darkness. Here, Myra has enough confidence that the long line in front of her, under the supervision of the undead guards, the Syndra elves who walked off each battleship will find their home here.
And Rogelio, who was standing aside, also said to the 13 lords in front of him:
"You should feel that powerful magic power is rising in this land. Of course, to use it, you must first set up a purification device for fel energy and magic power, but I have learned about your history. I believe that this should be difficult. down you."
"Yes, my people are familiar with this."
Mordant Yongying raised his head and looked at the city in the darkness in the distance. The blood lord said softly:
"I also believe that my people will accept this as quickly as possible ... We must accept this."
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"Elf?"
The Great Speaker Edwin Van Cleef, who had clearly shown symptoms of baldness, looked at the letter just delivered in his hand. It was a personal letter written to him by Tyrion, which explained the situation of the Syndra elves, but this The unexpected incident still made the Great Speaker feel abrupt.
After all, before, he hadn't noticed any sign that the Syndra elves would join the Federation.
But... that's a good thing, isn't it?
Although the Federation accepted a huge number of immigrants from Northern Border after the Battle of Northern Border, the population under the control of the Federation has just exceeded one million. In Arathi and in the Hillsbrad Hills, there are still a large number of Migrants awaiting transshipment.
On the one hand, it is because the Federation needs time to assimilate the immigrants. On the other hand, after the arrival of the immigrants, the deteriorating public security situation also forced the Federation to suspend the entry of immigrants. The Supreme Council of the Federation has been troubled by this matter recently. In the end, they decided to set up a federal district in Arathi, and place those tough northerners there first.
The entire immigration work is expected to take several years before it can really settle down. This is a very difficult test for the federal government, and the Lord of Dark Blade has made it clear that except for riots in various places, Dark Blade will They will no longer intervene in the federation's management system, which means that Tyrion has completely let go of the federation's support... They must now rely on themselves to pass this hurdle.
"Jonathan! Jonathan!"
The Great Speaker reached out and pressed the red button on his desk, and said to his secretary using the communicator made by the Black Iron District:
"Help me draw up a circular, give it to other members of parliament, and then look at my schedule, find time to hold a regular meeting in the next few days."
"Okay, sir."
A gentle male voice sounded from the communicator, and he asked:
"What about the content? What features should the announcement highlight?"
"Um..."
The Great Speaker stroked his glasses, glanced at the letter in his hand, and then stumbled out the cumbersome word in human language:
"About some elves who are about to join the Federation...Sin...Sindra, oh, Holy Light, this word is a mouthful, anyway, Jonathan, to reflect the importance of this event, this is the first Ju clan Joining the elven civilization of the Federation, we must reflect the superiority of our civilization... There will be more and more things like this in the future, so let the members know..."
"They, these future federation members, will become the fresh blood of our civilization... this is a very important thing."
Gentlemen, it is not easy to make money, so be careful when buying your hands. . .