The Search for the Lost Life

However, the current situation can't help Mobai to continue thinking about these things on the tree.

In just a blink of an eye, the army of Silvermoon City had already fought against the first wave of natural disaster murlocs.

To be honest, Mobai has been in the world of Azeroth for a long time, but this is the first time for her to watch the war so closely.

Yes, in a real war, one person's power is so insignificant among thousands of troops, even if Mo Bai tried his best to fight among the natural disaster murlocs, it was only a small part of the death in the war.

There are constantly natural disaster murlocs falling down.

More Scourge murlocs stood up.

Even though most of the skin and muscles were lost, and the scorched bones remained, they still stood up staggeringly under the influence of the undead Scourge.

They are tireless, only a sense of killing drives the living creatures in front of them.

"Quick, back away!"

Mobai vaguely heard an indistinct hasty shout from the southwest, and the tone of the voice changed due to the intertwining of anxiety, fear and anger.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of explosions, and Mobai cut off the legs of the natural disaster murlocs in front of him with a sword, and two consecutive cold winds drove back part of the surrounding natural disaster murlocs. Scenes.

This unexplained explosion triggered a series of reactions.

Several explosions sounded on the battlefield one after another, and the tight defensive line became a little chaotic.

Mobai glanced at a strange and huge natural disaster murloc not far to his right, and immediately understood what was going on there.

I saw that the murlocs of that day's disaster had been bulging at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, it was twice the size of ordinary murlocs. Even that ferocious face seemed to be flattened, looking very strange.

What happens if the balloon is inflated too much?

Mobai almost subconsciously summoned the Acherus warhorse, and as soon as the warhorse appeared in her will, it galloped away from the self-destructing murloc. Mobai grabbed the saddle of the warhorse and jumped onto the horse's back.

Before Mobai could sit still, the murloc's self-destruct had been completed.

Because it happened behind the scenes, the sound was deafening, and the aftermath almost knocked Mo Bai off his horse.

Followed by flying flesh and blood, because Mobai chose a sideline near the Blood Eagle Square without much defense, but no other blood elf fighters were affected.

Those who were blown into pieces were all natural disaster murlocs.

But Mobai couldn't laugh at all.

She could imagine how devastating the explosions would be to the nearby soldiers.

Not far away near the defense line, another Scourge murloc tended to explode.

The surroundings suddenly quieted down.

Mobai said almost subconsciously: "Stay away from that murloc!" As she spoke, she threw a chain of ice towards the self-destructing murloc.

The unique ice thorns and chains made the soldiers over there immediately realize what Mobai was talking about, and stepped back subconsciously.

And at this time, Mobai noticed something incredible happened around him.

Not only the guards of Silvermoon City, but even the murlocs from the natural disaster retreated away from the murloc that blew itself up.

In an instant, a small open space appeared around the murloc, but the self-explosion would not stop because of this. All creatures watched the Scourge murloc blow itself into pieces, and no one was involved in it.

The weird scene caused the battle here to fall into a short period of blankness.

The blood elves stared at this group of Scourge murlocs in amazement, while those Scourge murlocs looked at Mobai one after another.

Mo Bai riding on the Acherus war horse, that is the symbol of the death knight.

Almost the moment he realized a certain possibility, Mo Bai immediately ordered to the nearby murlocs: "Take the murlocs who blew themselves up to the rear camp and blew them up!"

The nearby blood elves who heard Mo Bai's order almost held their breath subconsciously.

A few murlocs started to move, but were quickly blocked by the surrounding companions. They looked at Mobai in amazement, as if they were still somewhat puzzled and suspicious.

Mobai immediately adjusted and displayed the helmet, covering her blood elf appearance in the iron helmet, only the hollowed out eyes revealed the cold light of ice blue in her eyes.

She spoke again, the same words, as the helmet's covering seemed colder and more mechanical.

Almost at the moment when Mobai finished speaking, the nearby murlocs immediately changed direction, caught some murlocs who looked particularly dull, and rushed to the rear of their army.

Along the way, they even pushed aside the murlocs that had collided with each other.

Several explosions sounded again, just as Mobai hoped, in the army of the natural disaster murlocs.

The sudden discovery of control made Mobai couldn't help but want to try again to see if he could further control this group of natural disaster murlocs.

However, as a cold horn sounded, the Scourge murlocs suddenly retreated quickly.

Just like the attack, their retreat speed was also astonishing. No one cared about those "citizens" who were trapped by the soldiers of Silvermoon City, but followed the order to retreat.

For a moment, only the soldiers guarding Silvermoon City and the numerous corpses in the scar of death remained.

According to the rules, a wave of scouts was sent to monitor the actions of the Scourge murloc army to prevent them from plotting to attack again.

The soldiers of the three teams were arranged to clean up the battlefield and sort out the corpses of the sacrificed soldiers. Priests and officers would chant prayers for their dead souls, and then temporarily buried them. They waited for the victory and moved them to the special seaside. Among the cemeteries.

Mobai, without a doubt, participated in the post-war meeting.

They had some guesses and judgments about what she had done.

"Death knights have always served as officers in the natural disaster army. The intelligence of these natural disaster murlocs is too weak. It should be because the undead creatures obey the death knight's nature, so this thing happened."

This is the final conclusion.

Regarding this conclusion, some people also suggested: Can Mobai use this to control the natural disaster murlocs to kill each other?

However, the proposal was immediately rejected.

"The Scourge murlocs will react to death knights, which only means that there is at least one death knight in their camp. You must not have forgotten the sound of the horn to let them evacuate."

Without finishing speaking, everyone fell silent.

"Controlling the Scourge Murloc is an act of binding yourself to bombs at any time."

No one knows when these natural disaster murlocs will get out of control, and Mobai will face a catastrophe.

"Maybe I can control a small team and take me to meet those murlocs who have been to Northrend." Mo Bai frowned and said her opinion.

Since the intelligence of the murlocs is not high, it is conceivable that the few murlocs who gained power and brought the natural disaster back here are the key to this war.

In the previous two battles, they did not show up, hiding themselves under heavy protection.

But if Mobai can control the murlocs, it means she can find them directly.

As for whether they can recognize Mobai, there is no need to consider it.

As long as he sees them, Mobai will try his best to kill them, but it's just... three murlocs.

The difficulty of this war, in the final analysis, is the horrific number of natural disaster murlocs like ants, and their complete indifference to death.

"No." Halduron Brightwing immediately vetoed it, "This battle plan has too many loopholes, so it cannot be adopted."

You must know that the death of a hero is a very powerful blow to morale. The blood elves have suffered too much pain in their history. What they need is not a hero carved from a statue, but a living, capable More subjects see the existence of hope for the revival of the blood elves.

The following discussion is mainly aimed at the summary and discussion of this campaign.

Regarding the way to deal with the self-demolition murlocs, and summarizing the similarity of the two murloc attacks, formulate the next combat plan.

Silvermoon City will not always be passively beaten, they need to collect more information, and strive to set off the lair of the natural disaster murlocs in one fell swoop.

After the discussion, Mobai walked out of the house with everyone, and the Silver Moon City has already quieted down in the night.

The shadow of the war made this gorgeous and exquisite city deserted early. Apart from the arcane guards and the blood elf guards guarding the passages, there were no ordinary people on the road.

The children were called home early, and they were not allowed to come out to play and fight without authorization.

Mobai looked up at the deep blue sky, picked a tall building, and climbed directly along the outer wall.

One of the guards at the Shepherd's Gate inadvertently saw a shadow, took a closer look, his eyes widened in astonishment, and couldn't believe what he saw.

His companion noticed that something was wrong with him, and looked in the direction he was looking suspiciously, but there was nothing: "Hey Alan, what did you see?"

"...It seems that I misread it." Allen blinked, and didn't see the figure again, and couldn't help but doubt himself, "I just saw the lost man climbing over the wall."

"Huh?" The corner of the companion's mouth twitched slightly, "You must have read it wrong, how could that person do such a thing as climbing over the wall?"

"Well, I think so."

Of course Mobai didn't know the little conversation she had caused, she just quickly climbed to the roof of the house, leaning on the pointed roof and looking up at the full moon in the sky.

"Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at the bright moon..." Mobai chanted in a low voice what seemed to be a poem in his distant memory, and couldn't help laughing, "Si Alai."

As soon as the words came out, she hurriedly covered her mouth: "Shouldn't it be like the big devil in a certain fairy tale, who can sense it after saying his name..." She was thinking wildly while chanting.

"Mobai, do you want to chat?" Not far away, a voice sounded, it was Rommath, the leader of the blood mage.

Mobai looked over and found that Rommath was on an open-air platform not far away. On the floor in front of him was a magic circle that shone with red light, echoing the faint red of the various heights in Silvermoon City.

"Is this the air-restricting magic circle?" Mo Bai quickly jumped over, without stepping on any line on the magic circle, and asked.

"Yes." Romans nodded with a smile, his eyes were full of wisdom, "Your heart is very restless at the moment."

Mobai was stunned for a moment, then felt a bit embarrassed by being seen through, and shook his head: "In today's battle, I realized how small I am."

Rommath smiled: "If you are small, then our soldiers will hardly be able to see." He joked, and let Mobai discover another side of this noble archmage.

It seems that not every mage's character is serious and rigid.

Rommath didn't mind Mobai's curious gaze, but continued to smile and said, "Actually, I quite agree with Halduron's opinion."

He conveyed his and their expectations to this young blood elf who was hundreds of years younger than himself: "You know, to Silvermoon City and to our clan, your importance is far higher than your own. Imagine."

Sure enough, Mobai opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Although he has experienced a lot, he is still a very young blood elf who has just reached adulthood - this is what Rommath thinks in his heart, with the comfort and care he always has as an elder.

"Mobai Lost, your experience, your outstanding performance, your activeness in Azeroth and even the world behind that door, in our opinion, all represent one word, that is hope." Rommath raised his head Looking at the endless sky, "The last prince Kael'thas betrayed his country and his subjects. If the invasion of natural disasters dealt a heavy blow to Silvermoon City, then not long ago, Kael'thas brought his legion Invading Silvermoon City and snatching Anveena was a fatal blow to the blood elves."

Speaking of this, Romans' voice became low.He also followed Prince Kael'thas to the world of the Dark Portal, trying to find a way for the blood elves to survive after losing the Sunwell.

Later, Kael'thas found a way to absorb arcane energy from the demon Illidan. As an archmage, he was sent back to Silvermoon City to teach every blood elf.

He never thought that the prince who was respected at that time would suddenly do such a behavior.

During that time, the blood elves fell into an unprecedented crisis.

The only respected prince in troubled times suddenly fell and turned his back on the entire clan.

So where is the way out for the blood elves?

"But now, we are constantly recovering and becoming stronger, and the glory of sin'dorei spreads all over Azeroth, including the other side of the Dark Portal." Mobai didn't want to see such an emotion from an elder, and thought for a while She stated the facts in the simplest way, "Fighting for the glory of the sin'dorei is the belief in every blood elf's heart."

Romans looked at Mobai again, and then showed a firm smile: "You are right, Mobai."

He stood up and pointed to the north: "There, our lost royal city, Quel'Thalas Island. Now, Anveena has been taken there, and Kael'thas is trying to use the power of the Sunwell to forcefully open the connection. Distorting the passage of space, summoning Kil'jaeden, the demon lord of the Burning Legion. If there is no march of the Scourge murlocs, we have basically completed the call-up of the army, and set foot on the island of Quel'Danas again to fight for the glory of the sin'dorei .”

Even just listening, Mo Bai could feel the instinctive excitement of the blood elf in his body.

"We will defeat the undead Scourge." Mobai also looked towards the north, "Then, we will defeat the Burning Legion and take back our Quel'Danas."

Romans looked at Mobai with a smile and nodded: "This is, hope."

The author has something to say: There is a small jump in the timeline. When Mobai returned to Silvermoon City, the attack was opening up Zul'Aman, and the opening of the Isle of Quel'Danas and the appearance of the final TBC dungeon of Sunwell Heights There are also two versions of time, the setting is the difference in the timeline and the emergence of a sense of parallel space [this sentence is a spoiler], so readers who understand this history should not be surprised~ It will be mentioned later in the article~

Small notes: 1. Sin'dorei means blood elves in Elven language; 2. Anveena is the soul of the sun well, which is the aggregate of the energy of the sun well~