In this world, eight or nine things out of ten never went as one wished. While the World of Azeroth was accelerating efforts to stabilize the situation in parallel Draenor and making full preparations for the expedition to Argus, trouble arose again in the South Seas.
Huge numbers of naga migrated from the depths of the Endless Sea, swarming into the Broken Isles of the South Seas.
Reports claimed that the figure of the naga queen, Dark Azshara, had also appeared among the naga army. They seemed to be relocating their entire race, as if preparing to return to the land.
"As for the situation in the South Seas, it isn't hard to guess."
In the Assembly Hall of the Eternal Night Palace, Hu Feng was holding a real-time conference with the holographic projections of the Alliance and Horde bigwigs.
"There's no need to even think about the mastermind behind it. It's definitely that Old God N'Zoth, who can't stand being left out. But unfortunately for him, all his careful plans have come to nothing." Hu Feng smiled and pointed at the newly appeared projection of Planet Argus on the conference table.
"N'Zoth merely intended to jump out and add fuel to the fire while the Burning Legion launched a massive invasion and plunged the entire world into chaos and war. He desperately wanted Sargeras to win, preferably by killing me outright, so he could openly come out and start making moves himself."
"But what he didn't expect was that the current relationship between the Burning Legion and Azeroth is rather strange. Calling us both enemies and friends wouldn't be wrong. After we finish that friendly match on Argus to determine who holds authority, there's a high chance we'll become one and serve under the New Pantheon."
Varian's projection nodded