Azeroth’s Death Track

When High Priest Ishana woke up from the coma, it was already tens of minutes after the impact.

She was lying on a soft ground in an indecent posture, her body was covered with impact scars from being thrown away after the spaceship collided with the ground, as well as abrasions left by rolling on the ground, her robe was covered with There were blood spots here and there, but she was still alive...

After a horrific plane crash, is there anything luckier than this?

The Draenei have been in exile among the stars for 25,000 years. An old Draenei like Ishana has experienced such a hard landing air crash more than once. She knows exactly what to do after waking up.

The high priest struggled to get up from the ground. There was a scar on her forehead that was still oozing blood, her calf was broken, and her eyes were bloodshot. Ishana sat cross-legged on the ground in embarrassment, mouthing heavily. Breathing deeply, and then trying to wake up her somewhat chaotic thinking, she flicked her fingers and threw a healing spell on herself.

Feeling the warmth brought by the holy light and the feeling that the wounds were slowly healing, High Priest Ishana breathed a sigh of relief. She looked back, behind this unknown island, at the foot of the hill, in the distance A few hundred meters away from her, the last wreckage of the New Ginidaal spaceship was piled up there, still emitting acrid smoke, and even some flames appeared.

The hill obviously had traces left by the impact, and the rubble fell off near the completely disintegrated wreckage of the spaceship. In a lake at the foot of the mountain, the bridge of the spaceship Genidaer was half sunk in it. Black mechanical grease escaped into the lake, polluting the originally clear water, and on the land from the lake to the foot of the mountain, various mechanical fragments were scattered here and there, with huge gears, twisted steel, and shards of giant gemstones.

A small forest was ignited by the flames erupting from the spaceship. At dusk, the flames reflected the reflection of the spaceship embedded in the ground, which looked very bleak.

But on the edge of the wreckage, Ishana saw some draenei who were still active. Her compatriots who woke up first did not forget the teachings they received as a child. The only thing is to try to rely on your own people.

Ishana turned her head to look at the soft sand around her. There were several comatose draenei near the river, which meant that she might have been rescued from the wreckage of the spaceship by her tribe.

Thank you Holy Light!

The high priest sincerely expressed her gratitude for her belief. After a short prayer, she picked up a rough wooden stick from the side, supported her body, and came to those clansmen who were still in a coma. Healing spells to help these survivors recover.

The draenei's physical fitness is very strong. As long as they don't die on the spot in the disaster where the spaceship disintegrates and falls, as long as they still have obvious vital signs after the disaster, they can basically survive. For the profound race, perhaps, the Holy Light is really protecting them in the dark.

Ten minutes later, a dozen or so draenei around Ishana woke up with the help of healing techniques. Under Ishana's command, these newly awakened draenei, regardless of gender, also joined the team. The rescue of the clansmen who were still in the wreckage of the spaceship, and as more and more people were rescued and awakened, the rescue operation began in an orderly manner.

For a race that has experienced countless disasters, self-help is almost an instinct carved into the bone marrow.

Ishana! Ishana, come with me!

The high priest who was instructing the tribe to rescue the wounded heard the voice of the garrison officer Velhari. When she turned her head, she saw the garrison officer Velhari with her clothes tied into a rope, her arms hanging, and her upper body only wearing underwear. Her condition was also very serious. Oops, but she still held a long sword of the Vindicator in her hand, and there was some glaring green blood on the blade.

It looked like she had just been through a battle.

What's the matter? Velhari? What's the matter?

Ishana limped forward in a hurry, stretched out her hand and threw two healing spells at Vihari, and then supported the garrison officer's arm. Facing her question, Vihari coughed a few times in pain, then bit gritted his teeth and said:

There is a drop chamber on the other side of the hillside, and there are many wounded there, but a group of soft-skinned snake creatures rushing out of the water are besieging us. Those reptile creatures we have never seen seem to want to capture our people!

Quick! Let the clansmen who can still fight arm themselves and follow me!

good!

Ishana is also a resolute person. After hearing that her people were threatened, she did not hesitate, turned her head and shouted a few times in Draenei to the people who were cleaning up the wreckage. After a while, more than 30 people were still able to fight The male draenei gathered together, looking around for suitable weapons, and some simply pulled out a piece of twisted and sharp steel from the ruins. They still had the scars of falling, but the momentum of the same enemy , It really makes people feel fierce.

And just when Vihari was about to leave with these soldiers, Isaya suddenly held her back, and the high priest asked in a low voice:

Have you seen Grand Technician Romuel?

No.

Vihari shook his head:

I was still awake at the time of the impact. I saw the spaceship disintegrate into several pieces. Romuel... Romuel was thrown out of the gap. I hope he is still alive...

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Grand Technician Romuel is still alive!

But his current situation is not so good.

When the spaceship Genidaer fell, the Great Technician was thrown out from the broken bridge. Fortunately, he was not directly loaded onto the hard ground and fell to pieces, but was thrown into the sea water, although Passed out under the huge impact, but still saved his life.

Unfortunately, he was soon caught by the Naga who rushed out from under the water and became a prisoner.

The Sea of ​​Misties is close to the Black Coast. After being completely destroyed by Queen Azshara with the Naga a few years ago, the Sea of ​​Misties has become a hunting area for the naga's wanton activities. It is very close to the cold North Sea and is inaccessible. There are not many rare resources, so the commercial system in this sea area is very weak, and even the Dead Sea Fleet of the annoying Dark Blade Legion rarely appears here.

After the deep-sea city Vashj'ir near the eastern continent was completely destroyed by the hateful Sea Demon Lord Dai Lin, the naga who fled from all over the world gathered in the sea of ​​mist, and it seemed that they planned to rebuild their city here. But it is far away from Nazjatar, the royal city of Queen Azshara, and belongs to the edge of the deep sea world, like a small mountain village far away from the big city, so most of the people living here are some of the huge number of Naga ethnic groups small clan.

They make a living by looting houses and plundering ports. In the past few years, these active sea robbers have messed up the already weak maritime trade in the Sea of ​​Misty. After the escort, things got better.

The landing of the Genidaer spaceship not only alarmed the night elves on land, but also alarmed the naga under the sea. Of course, these creatures distributed in the endless sea of ​​Azeroth knew the draenei, although they It's unclear why the Draenei's spaceship crashed, but this did not prevent the Naga from carrying out a neat looting.

The deep sea mistresses of several small clans united, and thousands of Naga gathered from all directions of the Misty Sea, rushed into this island, plundered the supplies of the Draenei, and captured some more prisoners. Then sell it to the Bloodsail pirates entrenched in the North Sea in exchange for some treats.

This is already a very mature trade system.

Let me go! Let me go! God damn it!

The captured Great Technician Romuel was locked in a simple cage on the beach by the Naga, and there were dozens of captives beside him, not all Draenei, and those who were placed The Shattrath exiles in the spaceship Ganakuri include tiger people, arakkoa and ogres, broken people, and even spore people and so on.

The appearance of these exiles here means that the Naga are likely to have found the Ganaku that landed somewhere on the island after the disintegration of the spaceship, which made the great technician Romul very worried. There are a lot of important materials collected by the Draenei, and what's more, the Ganaku is connected to the dangerous creature restraint cabin of the Genidaer spacecraft. Once those daring soft-skinned snakes release the dangerous creatures captured in the stars ...that would be a catastrophe in no time!

Shut up!

A tall Naga soldier brandished a trident and spoke a half-baked Common Tongue, threatening Romuel. Its snake-like cold eyes stared at the Grand Technician, and it hissed:

If you are not honest, I will feed you to the murlocs!

As soon as the Naga soldier's voice fell, a sudden vortex began to surge on the sea outside the seaside camp. The sound of the tide beating made the Naga in the camp look back, just in time to see A scene where a black warship breaks through the icy sea water and quickly rises to the surface from the deep water. The deck of the warship full of dark power is flowing freely, and the hull is covered with barnacles and seaweed. On the mast of the battleship What is hung is not a simple sail, but a terrifying sail made of bones and Naga scales.

Dead Sea Fleet!

The Sea Demon King is here! Run!

The Naga soldier who was threatening the Great Technician Romul just now uttered a scream of fear like a woman. It was like a frightened rabbit, dropped its weapon, turned around and ran away. The murlocs also let out horrified howls, and fled the area following Master Naga.

They're running so fast... so fast that Major General Cyrus can't even take aim...

This made Captain Death very upset. The high-ranking Necromancer cursed viciously, then raised his command saber, and jumped off the deck of his beloved Black Pearl battleship. He stepped on the water, Wherever he went, the turbulent sea was frozen, like a path of frost, allowing Captain Death to come to the beach smoothly.

Under the black three-cornered hat, Cyrus' dark red eyes stared at the great technician Romuel who was trapped in the cage, and Romuel looked at the undead that suddenly appeared in front of him. He didn't know what to say What, and the next moment, Cyrus drew out the cold command knife, and in a flash of cold light, the cage that bound Romuel was cut open.

You're a draenei...seems like a big shot.

Cyrus asked with the iconic cold voice of the undead, and his fingers made a very vivid gesture of falling in the air:

You're from the world of Draenor, right? I saw your ship come down from the sky, and that's pretty spectacular!

Um.

Romuel moved his wrist. He is a great technician and not good at fighting, so he didn't show any hostility. He just nodded and answered the question of the dead captain in front of him. Cyrus was very satisfied with his obedience. This Dailin His loyal adjutant is a veritable soldier. He didn't even ask Rommel's name, but asked directly:

Then where is the engine of your spaceship? I saw it disintegrate in the air with my own eyes, so you better not lie to me!

I am not very sure.

Romul lowered his head. He finally knew the reason why these undead appeared here. He pointed in the direction of the sea:

If I remember correctly, it should have landed on the surface of the sea. The engine was the first to stop working, and it should also be the first to disintegrate.

Ah, very good.

Cyrus turned around without much hesitation, and walked towards his death battleship. When he was leaving, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the great technician Romul behind him. He said in a deep voice:

Go back, Draenei, the fleet of your allies is coming here, they will help you deal with those Naga, besides, you are very brave, even though you are flying a spaceship, I can still feel you The captain's courage...Say hello to him for me!

After finishing speaking, Cyrus quickly returned to his battleship. Between the sounds of giant beasts swallowing water, the battleship slowly sank under the surface of the water just like when it appeared. The vortex quickly subsided, as if the ghost warship had never appeared.

This fantastic and horrifying scene surprised the Shattrath exiles who were trapped in the cage. They had never been to Azeroth, and they had never heard of the reputation of the Dead Sea Fleet. You know, they just had a brush with death.

Fur... really hangs.

Romul wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was sure that these undead came from bad intentions. They aimed at the void engine of the Genidaer, which meant that the gossip was true. They seem to be secretly studying the mysteries of the starships.

The Great Technician didn't waste too much time, he quickly untied the cages of the other exiles, and handed them the weapons dropped by the Naga. Azeroth's most shameless group of soft-skinned snakes were besieging them clansmen.

On the sea area of ​​the Sea of ​​Misty at this time, the five warships of the night elves are sailing to the small island where the draenei fell. General Shandris Feather Moon looks at the distant sea with a displeased face. Her super vision allowed her to vaguely distinguish the black smoke rising from the island, she turned her head and said to the baby-faced guard beside her:

Ariel, send a message to Mount Hyjal and the Borean Tundra...

We've found the Wanderers! Let's hope they're still alive.