The Search for the Lost Life

The temperature of the Hellfire Peninsula has always been higher than that of other regions. The bare red land is not covered and moistened by green vegetation. A red-skinned orc corrupted by magic.

This is the first stop of the Azeroth Continent through the Portal of Darkness. Both the Horde and the Alliance have spent time and energy establishing their own camps in this area, and constantly strengthening and expanding them.

Every day, they need to face the attack of the demon army, and everyone is ready to go into battle at any time.

The Fort of Honor is such a fort. It was established much later than the Fortress of Alleria in the Terokkar Forest. It does not have the elegance and refinement that is unique to elves, but it is absolutely sturdy.

The Hippogryph patrols flew above it, keeping an eye on its surroundings at all times, and providing the latest news to the defense forces below.

Mobai was several hundred meters away from the Fort of Glory, watching it quietly.

A large number of tribes and alliances have poured into Outland together, and there are constant warriors training themselves around the map, leveling up, and then throwing themselves into the battle.Therefore, both sides have an unexplained tacit understanding not to attack the hostile camp that enters the camp.

Where Mobai is, it is safe.Occasionally, players from the Alliance or the Horde would run past her, but because of the huge difference in levels, no Alliance would attack Mobai.

Of course, Mobai did not stand in vain.

She was in a secret chat with Whispering, listening to his constant nagging resentment.

"Mobai, if I die, you will have to pay for the repairs!" Whispered resentfully, her voice suppressed to the lowest level.But fortunately, at least this game can still pass on his words.

"Yeah." Mobai's answer was so blunt that Whispering couldn't feel that he had revenged on Mobai.

There were regular footsteps in front of him, Whispering immediately closed his mouth, pressed his body to the lowest level, and hid under the eaves to hold his breath.

Yes, if the guild members of Yipin Pavilion looked at the guild list, they would find that Whispering Sorrow is now in a wonderful location - Honor Hold.

Because of Whisper's unique characteristics, he sneaked in quietly, and did not trigger the reminder of Honor Hold: Honor Hold was under attack.

Undoubtedly, he was once again captured by Mobai as a coolie.

This time the coolie was accompanied by the risk of dying. Although Whisper was used to the life of being beaten to death, the world turned gray and the corpse slowly ran away, but somehow he was called to Honor Hold to die, which made Whispering still feel a little delicate fearful.

With such a mood, he finally found the redeemer Alator in the inn.

Whispering sneaked here, a half-elf with elf-like long pointed ears and a body shape more like a human, began to frown and think about how to complete the task assigned by Mobai.

"Mobai, talking... seems to be able to remove the stealth." Whispering quietly communicated with Mobai about the biggest problem.

Contact stealth at the center of the alliance camp, and it's all but dead or dead.

"I know, so just give him the letter." Mo Bai's answer immediately made the murmur feel like falling into an ice cave. It turned out that Mo Bai had already considered this problem and made a proper solution.

This appropriateness is obviously only aimed at how to convey the information, not to save Whispering's life.Mobai gave this letter to Whispering because he thought that Whispering could not be conveyed to Alator by word of mouth alive.

"I'm going to die!" Whispered with a little madness.

"If you're dead, can't you be resurrected directly?" Mobai's puzzled answer made Whispering at a loss as to what to say.

That's right, he can die or be resurrected, just like every player, he doesn't even have senses like Mobai, so even if he is stabbed hundreds of times, he will die thousands of times without pain and discomfort.

"You're right." Whispered nodded, realizing that this task is actually more suitable for him.Other players have no way to communicate with Alator, who is in the opposite camp, but Mobai... Whispering never wants Mobai to try to die once. He always feels that maybe after this death, Mobai really can't come back.

Thinking of Mobai's previous visit to Fort Aurelia, Whispering felt a chill run down his back.

"Who?" While murmuring in a trance, the half-elf also sensed a different aura around him.

Having half the blood of elves makes half elves more sensitive to fluctuations in magic energy than ordinary humans.Although Whisper is a stalker and has not learned spells, every creature has unique biological energy, not to mention the special Forsaken—the resurrected undead.

Whispering had no other choice, he just walked in front of Alator, letting himself touch stealth while talking.

"Someone asked me to bring you a letter about Alleria." After whispering quickly and clearly, he stuffed the letter into the half-elf's hand, and rushed out with sprint and dodge.

[Local Defense]: Honor Fort is under attack!

Whispering watched his blood bar decrease continuously, looked at the gate of Honor Hold that was getting closer and closer in front of him, and tried his best.

Finally, he rushed out of the gate and saw the empty red land.

Then... a string of red numbers floated up on his body, and he "slapped" and fell into the red ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The guards of Fort Honor who chased after the murmur saw that the intruder was dead, and returned to their original posts neatly. This was just a small episode in Hellfire Peninsula, not even an episode.

Whispering ran away from the corpse while sending a message to Mobai.

"Mobai, the letter has been delivered, but are you sure that Alator will come out to see you?" Whisper doubted this.

"If you don't come, there is a way not to come." Mo Bai said so lightly, and he murmured with fear.

The ghost knows how many hurtful ideas Mobai still has in his mind!

Fortunately, the task of whispering about the half-elf is complete.

Mobai waited for Alator on the hillside mentioned in the letter.

He looked at Mobai, and couldn't help feeling dazed.

But soon, he returned to his original state, looked at Mobai indifferently: "Blood elf, what are you trying to say?"

"I want to ask about the location of the space-time rift where Alleria disappeared." Mobai looked at the necklace in his hand, but the gems on it did not respond.

Alator frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"Find her." Mobai said bluntly, not caring about the inconceivable gaze cast by the half-elf in front of him.

"I'm not familiar with her." Alator said after being silent for a while.

Mobai raised his eyebrows, this was an unexpected answer, but considering that Alator didn't choose to stay in the Alleria Fortress, maybe there was something in it.

"I was still young at the time, and my memory is blurred. But in my impression, I was not close to her." Alator recalled, his brows were still tightly frowned, "Frankly speaking, I don't like her."

"You can't make a child like a mother who has always been indifferent to him and only provides him with food and shelter." Alator said very straightforwardly.

"Most elves have relatively mild temperament. Because of their long life span and nature, they tend to take care of their children in groups instead of careful care." Mobai didn't like Alator's rhetoric, after all, in her heart, Oo Lelia is more like her own than Turayang.

Alator was silent for a while: "But I prefer the human way of expression." So, he followed his father Turalyon's way of chivalry, and came here, which is almost a fortress of humans.

"Anyway, do you know where Aurelia encountered the space-time rift?" Mobai brought the topic back on track.

Alator glanced at the blood elves of the hostile camp in front of him: "The Netherstorm, the most dangerous area right now, is close to where your Prince Kael'thas is."

Kael'thas, now leading his elf team to occupy several airships in Storm Keep, is located in the void southeast of the Netherstorm.

"That's really a good place." Mo Bai couldn't help murmuring.The breath of the void storm is very unstable, and the edges of the map are full of fragments. A large amount of unstable mana can easily cause cracks in time and space to appear.

"Blood elf, no matter what you do, the next time we see each other, we will meet each other with sword drawn." Alator looked at Mobai and said, he could feel the power emanating from the blood elf in front of him.As a knight, I feel equal strength.

"Of course." Mobai nodded, and summoned her unique mount, Acherus Warhorse.

In Alator's eyes, Mobai flew away, and soon rented a Wyvern through the flight administrator to go to Netherstorm.

There, Mobai has only reached K3, and there is still a long way to go to reach the Storm Fortress.

There are many strange things on the road, but it is not difficult for Mobai to pass.Soon, she was standing on the edge of the Netherstorm, a strange purple glare in the sky, a night sky completely different from Azeroth.

"It's a pity, Alex can't leave the continent of Azeroth." Mo Bai couldn't help touching the scale in his arms that had lost its energy.

As one of the guardian dragons of Azeroth, Alexstrasza could not leave there at all and cross the Dark Portal to another world.

As soon as the words fell, the gemstone on the necklace actually shone.

The light flickering around from time to time suddenly triggered a violent collision, and powerful energy friction was transmitted.

The elf ghost appeared in front of Mobai again, with excitement on his face.

"I feel it, I feel the breath of Lady Alleria!"

"If you want to see her, we have to survive from here first!" Mobai is very familiar with such energy fluctuations. She and Xiaodan experienced such energy storms in the Crystal Red Holy Land, and the price was heavy.

The space-time rift is so terrifying, Mobai never expected to face it directly without preparation!

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Bai Ye also wants the queen to come out, but the identity of the queen can't come!

PS: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!