Azeroth’s Death Track

In the creation stories of many civilizations, there are records of the destruction of the world by floods. The writers of those creation stories seem to use this form of moving mountains and reclamation to show the greatness of the gods and the terrifying power of the gods. anger.

This kind of story sounds epic, but when it actually happens, it's really not fun at all...

The warships of the Kul Tiras Third Fleet are considered advanced warships in the entire world of Azeroth. They use the best and thickest oak as the hull, and the interior uses magically forged metal as the keel, laying three to four layers Deck, on each deck, there are storm spells inscribed by sages from the Temple of Tides. Each battleship is also equipped with an astonishing number of artillery and thermal weapons. The displacement of such a battleship is at least 1,200 tons Above, the displacement of a flagship like the Jackdaw easily exceeded 2,000 tons.

But such a battleship, which is so heavy that ordinary people can hardly imagine, is like the most insignificant toy in the tsunami set off by Queen Azshara at this time, and it is easily pressed into the number by the surging tide like a giant's hand. In the hundreds of tons of sea water, after experiencing suffocating submersion, he was thrown out of the sea by the subsequent tumbling sea, and even broke away from the sea for a few seconds, and flew into the sky. Under the control of the hand, after turning over for a few weeks, it slammed into the sea again.

The crew of the entire Third Fleet experienced the same terrible experience as flying on the turbulent waves.

Several storm sages on the Jackdaw prayed crazily to the tide below the deck. Their strange tidal power shrouded the battleship in a different way, like a layer of wind and water. Formed invisible barriers, allowing the tsunami to surge wildly, that huge force can always be resolved by the power of Feng Shui outside the battleship, so as not to damage the integrity of the entire battleship.

But this is for the battleship itself. The sailors operating on the battleship were not so lucky. In the turbulence of the first wave of high tide, Colonel Taylor lost a quarter of the manpower on the deck. The unlucky guy was thrown out of the storm barrier when the ship turned over, and was thrown into the terrible tide vortex like hell, and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

And Colonel Taylor, who was trapped on the mast, was soaked all over his body, like a drowned chicken in a mess. Fortunately, the elf children who were sent on board were placed below the deck, and they might suffer. , but as long as it is not extremely unlucky, it will definitely not die.

Colonel Taylor struggled to breathe in the waves of tsunami, which was rare in a century. He was sent to Kul Tiras by the Stormwind Kingdom to learn sailing since he was very young. He followed Admiral Dai Lin and participated in the He had also participated in the Whispering Harbor naval battle in the last battle against the old tribe, but there had never been a war like the current situation, which made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

He raised his head, and the gorgeous sky that had been shrouded by the golden-red sunset was shrouded in thick clouds at that moment, just like a powerful magician calling for a stormy strategic magic, a swipe of blue and white Lightning danced in the dark clouds, and it seemed that a terrible torrential rain could fall at any moment.

However, this is not what Taylor is most concerned about at this time. During the extremely uncomfortable turbulence, Taylor looked back at Auberdine with difficulty...

The elf city where he had been stationed for more than a month, the quiet and beautiful city with a pleasant environment that always reminded him of his hometown... is gone!

Auberdine, a port city built on the edge of the Black Sea, has been completely submerged by the first wave of ferocious tsunami, like the fists raised by an angry sea, it easily destroyed Auberdine. It was a solid city wall, and Taylor could vaguely see the submerged Auberdine being completely crushed in the tide between the waves of muddy waves.

Those elves are like ants in a soup pot, struggling in the irresistible tide, and there are still shipwrecks that have been completely shattered around them, and when a wave hits past, all of this will disappear without a trace If they disappeared, they would sink into the icy water, let the smelly water pour into their nostrils, squeeze the last air out of their lungs, and suffocate to death in excruciating pain.

Drowning... This is the most painful death of all, and now, this pain hangs over the entire sky of Auberdine in a form of disaster.

My God, my God...

A qualified veteran who has experienced countless wars can only sigh meaninglessly at this moment. Of course he wants to save those innocent people, but he can't do it... In this terrible tide that continues to roll inward In the process, he may not even be able to save himself.

Colonel! The general is there!

Beside Taylor, a sailor who also tied himself to the mast pointed at the turbulent sea in the cold storm and shouted loudly. Taylor turned his head suddenly and saw the sea not far from the Jackdaw. On the top, Tandred, who was naked from the upper body, was pulling Xing Ge, carrying two children on his back, and floating in the tide with difficulty.

The Holy Light is above!

A glint of rejoicing flashed in Taylor's eyes, he quickly drew out his waist knife, cut off the rope on his body, then picked up a rope with a floating ring on the deck, and shouted to the other sailors:

What are you still doing in a daze! Come and help!

More than a dozen sailors ran over immediately, and they tied the rope with the hook lock and floating ring to Colonel Taylor. The brave major took a deep breath, and then quickly rushed out of the deck amidst the ups and downs of the battleship. , entered the water with a standard posture, and then swam to Tenred's position with difficulty in the surging icy tide.

Although Tandred, who is floating up and down in the cold sea water, has excellent water skills, he can't maintain his balance in the water with Xingge and two children behind him. However, people's desire to survive in a desperate situation is extremely strong. The big one, Tanrad, in the vicious beating of the surrounding tide, accurately captured the position where Major Taylor fell into the sea. While Taylor swam towards him, Tanrad also tried his best to drag Xing Geyou to Taylor.

Hold on! Anna, boys, hang on! We're almost going to be saved...

Tandred's blond hair was all wet, and it stuck to his forehead in embarrassment. He tried his best to turn his head and smiled at the nearly comatose Priest of the Moon:

You can't leave me this time, Tiana...you're mine for the rest of your life.

Xingge looked at Tenred, who was trying to smile at her, and a burst of extreme emotion erupted in the heart of the trainee priest. In this desperate situation of natural disasters, she finally broke through the prison of faith. She decided to... .She's leaving here with Tenred.

The premise is that if they can survive...

General, I've got you!

At this time, Taylor's hand was finally clasped on Tenred's arm, and the colonel waved frantically towards the battleship in the tide. The next moment, the rope wrapped around him was tightened, dragging three adults and The two poor elf children struggled to move towards the Jackdaw rolling endlessly in the tide.

On the surface of the sea hundreds of meters away, Queen Azshara leaned comfortably on her throne inlaid with jewels. Her octopus-like tentacles on the lower body rested lazily on the edge of the throne. The tidal scepter that easily set off the tide that destroyed the entire Dark Coast is hanging there, like the most beautiful pendant.

This luxurious Throne of the Deep Sea was carried by 8 of the strongest Naga royal guards, moving rapidly towards the Darkshore in the rolling tide, and behind Queen Azshara's throne, nearly a million mobilized The naga are following their queen under the deep sea to the holy land of the traitor night elves. After ten thousand years, the world that was taken away will finally return to the queen, and this time, Azshara will not lose it again. it's gone.

Um... who is that?

The bored Queen Azshara suddenly noticed Tenred and his party who were struggling to survive on the sea hundreds of meters away. A trace of curiosity and undisguised malice flashed in her blood-colored eyes.

I smelled a disgusting smell from him... that's the smell of the enemy of the deep sea, that's the smell of Dai Lin.

The queen's eyes fell on Tenred, she shook her head, stretched out her gem-studded fingers, and flicked in Tenred's direction as if to repel flies:

The nasty Dai Lin ruined seven of my cities and killed nearly 150,000 of my people...Isn't it a matter of course that I took the life of his son?

Amidst a burst of deep laughter, the Jackdaw was less than 150 yards below the surface of the sea, and a madly surging tide rushed to the surface of the sea from the deep sea. With a cry of surprise, Tenrad, Taylor, Xing Ge and the two children were hit head-on by the tide, and the figures of five people rushed into the sky from the tumbling sea. In the dizzy rotation, Taylor and Tenred's arms were forcibly separated. .

Grab my hand! Grab! Tandred! Grab!

Taylor waved his hands frantically in the air, trying to catch Tenrad and Xingge who were rushed to the other side, while Tenrad was holding his lover in one hand, and the other hand was also madly grabbing Taylor.

But in the end, the two hands covered with cold tide were separated forever by a hair's breadth of difference.

No!

In the roar of Colonel Taylor who fell into the water again, he could only watch in despair as Tenrad and Xingge fell into the farther sea, but the two children were beside him, Taylor gritted his teeth, he was in the water He untied the rope on his body, wrapped the rope around the two children, took a deep breath, and swam towards the place where Tanred fell.

On the other side, in the shock of falling into the sea again, Tenred held Xingge tightly in his arms, and he himself withstood the impact of falling into the water from a high altitude, and two streams of blood flowed from Tenred's nostrils When he was dying, Tenred felt a pair of cold fingers brushing his cheeks. He opened his eyes, and saw that Xingge was using A look full of tenderness looked at him.

In his blurred vision, the elf he loved was so beautiful...

Remember that question you asked me just now? My Tenred...

My answer is...yes, but I want you to live well, Tenrad...I will be in another world...bless you, my love...don't, don't forget me ...

Xingge's trembling and helpless voice sounded in Tenred's heart. She finally left a cold kiss on Tenred's forehead. The next moment, the power of the trainee priestess gently blew on Tenred's body Above, the weak force of starlight pushed Tenred, who was slowly falling into the sea, to the surface of the sea in a form of impact, and Xingge himself, under the effect of the impact force, moved faster Speed ​​crashes into the dark deep sea.

Tandred stretched out his hand, wanting to grab his lover, but in his increasingly blurred vision, he could only see Xingge's long white dress floating in the cold deep sea, like a bird fluttering in the wind. The skirt, just as beautiful as when he first saw her on Auberdine's docks...

crash

A hand like iron pincers finally grabbed the arm of Tenred, who had fallen into a coma. The panting Taylor looked at the general who was still alive. The colonel breathed a sigh of relief. The surrounding tide was still rolling, but It was much more dull than the devastating tsunami before.

Probably because the goal has been achieved, Azshara did not set off a devastating tsunami again, but under the power of the tide scepter, the sea level of the Sea of ​​Misty is rising at a crazy speed. After drifting, the exhausted Colonel Taylor was dragged onto the deck by the surviving sailors, as well as their unconscious and seriously injured general.

Standing on the deck, Taylor took over the binoculars with trembling hands. Under the still gloomy sky, Taylor looked towards the direction of the Dark Coast... There is no Dark Coast anymore, and the rising sea level will destroy everything in the entire Dark Coast. It's all submerged, almost all the way up the mountain where it meets Felwood, like... like it's going to completely submerge that mountain, and finally reach Mount Hyjal.

Crazy...this is crazy!

With cold hands and feet, Taylor put down the binoculars, turned around and said to the equally bewildered sailors behind him:

As the interim fleet commander of the Third Fleet, I will remind the Empire's garrisons in the Felwood Forest and Ashenvale theaters as quickly as possible... and tell them that the Great Flood is coming...