Kael'thas Sunstrider stands on the tower of Firelands.
From the high place built by the fire demons to monitor the entire elemental land, he looked at the war that was still advancing on Scorched Plains.
Although the truth behind Fire Lord's fraud and rout is not known to Dark Iron Dwarves, these guys can indeed feel the curse of flames fading away from their bodies.
After the emotions that had always burned like flames in the past were calmed down by reason, all the Dark Iron Dwarvess of Shadowforge City were surging here. They responded enthusiastically to the call of Emperor Sorissan and stepped in here one after another.
They seem heroic, but Kael'thas knows very well that the number of dwarves who really want to fight for the Dark Iron Kingdom's freedom is very small.
Most of the dwarves who come to join the war are just for personal gain.
Just kidding, this is black iron!
Conspiracy and trickery flow through their veins, viciousness is their benchmark, and sinisterness is their style. These guys engage in slave trading not because they really need money, but because they like to see the pain of those poor people being deprived of their freedom.
This kind of bad pleasure in seeing people's misfortune can effectively soothe the generally distorted minds of Dark Iron Dwarves people after they were "fallen by the group evil" by Fire Lord.
It is said that Emperor Sorissan, under the advice of his very powerful "Grand Chancellor", issued a reward to the people of the black iron. Before the new owner of Firelands arrives, whoever finds the veins here will get all the profits.
Although they still have to pay a huge mining tax to the royal family, the Dark Iron Dwarvess are still enthusiastically participating in it driven by greed.
In just one day, thousands of black iron slave owners and their fighting slaves rushed into Firelands to occupy various areas.
This method of "driving people with naked interests" makes Kael'thas feel a little disdainful. Although the royal education he received has made him deeply familiar with this method, he will never use such methods on his own people.
"I feel like I more than just completed my graduation project."
The elf prince stretched out his fingers and teased the little bird Phoenix on his shoulder. He whispered to himself:
"The scene in front of me makes me see more things worth thinking about, and it may help me understand more about "royal power", but what is certain is that Dark Iron Kingdom is going to change. Emperor Sorissan is changing his kingdom system. He is using benefits to lure and try to centralize power.
But is this really what he thinks?
Or is there someone quietly directing all this in his shadow?
Considering the relationship between the Black Iron, Wildhammer and Bronzebeard clans, can I think that there will also be a storm in the dwarf territory that has been divided for hundreds of years?"
"What are you talking to yourself about?"
Vigilant's gentle voice sounded from behind, causing Kael'thas to turn around gracefully and bow to the alien Saint who single-handedly led the destruction of Fire Lord.
Defeating Fire Lord is nothing to Vigilant, but it did not use too many resources. Turning Firelands upside down in just a few days shows the execution ability of this alien Saint and how terrifying the elite power of his demons is. "I am just summarizing my short but profound trip."
Kael'thas pointed at the magic drawing board floating in front of him, on which a small half of the scene of the warrior defeating Fire Lord had been painted with oil painting techniques.
He smiled and said:
"My fiancée will ask me to record all my life experiences in this way. She said that this way I can share my wonderful travels. I have invited her, but she thinks it is more important to go back to Quel'Thalas to prepare the details of the wedding.
Alas, she is also quite impulsive."
"Women are always emotional, so remember to send me an invitation when the ceremony is held."
Diakum looked at that half of the painting and said:
"In addition, the elder Arcane Scholar Clan will come with me at that time, and the thing you planned before can also be put on the agenda."
This made Kael'thas's expression become more serious.
He nodded seriously.
That is a matter concerning the future of the people and the country, and there is no room for carelessness.
"What are your plans next?"
Dick asked again:
"If you're not busy, would you like to go with me to "New World" in the south of the world? I got news that that continent has emerged from the mist. It has been isolated from the world since War of the Ancients, and it has been 10,000 years."
"Pandaren's country?"
Kael'thas blinked and said:
"The treasure house of Quel'Thalas still contains the treasures that the emperor of Pandaren gave to Queen Azshara. Unfortunately, we only have one extremely elegant Cloud Serpent Chest, and the treasures in it have been lost in the earthquake.
If I have free time, I will definitely go to see that legendary place in person, but now, I must go back to the Nathrezim Academy's laboratory to complete the graduation project that I have delayed for three hundred years.
I had agreed with my fiancée that we would get married after receiving my diploma.
If I delay any longer, my wife will kill me."
"Haha, this is love, like an invisible chain, locking up Phoenix, who should be free."
Vigilant was amused.
He waved his hand, indicating to Kael'thas that it would be better to complete the major events in life quickly, but before leaving, Diakum asked seriously:
"I have a question, do you know where the surname "Sunstrider" comes from?"
"Ah?"
This question was asked to Kael'thas. He looked at Diakum in confusion and asked:
"Is there anything wrong with my family name? All I know is that we have had this last name since my grandfather and even further back, even before Elven Empire was born."
"But aren't you curious?"
Diakum asked:
"Among the tribes that generally worship the moon, why did a family with the reputation of "the sun" appear and eventually become the great noble family of Highborne?
I heard that the worship of Ms. Elune appeared the moment your ancestors came into contact with the Eternal Union. Although Highborne is not burdened by faith, there are still many sculptures of Moon Goddess even in the palace of Queen Azshara.
That was the original group belief of elves.
In this environment, wouldn't a group of elves named "Sunstrider" become aliens?
There is also the "Flame Strike" sword passed down in your family. Dath'Remar Sunstrider claims to the outside world that it was a chance encounter, but who knows the real facts?
If you have free time, Kael'thas, I ask you to help me investigate these doubts, and I hope to get the answers."
Kael'thas did not answer.
He now understood that Vigilant's question was actually to seek answers from Dath'Remar Sunstrider, the prince who merged with the sun. He was just a messenger.
But it's not shameful. It's also a sign of respect to give Vigilant a message, okay?
Kael'thas nodded and asked:
"Is this answer important?"
"To others it may be just an anecdote to entertain people in their spare time, but to me, the 'truth' hidden in the answer is really important."
Diakum whispered:
"That is related to whether I can find a certain secret hidden in the root of Holy Light. It is no exaggeration to say that it symbolizes a "long step to the gods." Unfortunately, this is Path to Godhood that only Holy Light Walker can walk, and I am still groping for it.
If you can accept the hug Holy Light, Kael'thas, I can take you to walk this road together,
You have talent, the kind of talent that would be warmly welcomed in Six Forces your respective fields."
This comment made Kael'thas feel a little "flattered", but unfortunately, the prince was very determined in pursuing the truth, and it was obvious from some of his actions that he was really not interested in faith at all.
In other words, this is a common problem among Arcane masters.
They are extremely vigilant about things that will affect their minds and thinking.
Dick did not embarrass the handsome Kael'thas. After exchanging a few words, he left Firelands under the escort of Maraad, Yrel and Nubodon.
Aegwynn is waiting for them at Shadowforge City, and a portal leading to Stormwind is ready.
Fareeya and Tramon stayed here with a team of Lightforged. They wanted to complete the arms trade between Dark Iron Dwarves and Light Weaver Warband, and complete the replacement of all Lightforging Warrior before the next war.
The previous battle intensity in Mount Hyjal has been announced to these Warrior of Light, and the battle intensity of Azeroth is even greater than the confrontation with the Burning Legion in the stars.
There seem to be too many monsters and monsters in this world and they are too strong.
Ten minutes after Diakum returned to Stormwind, the gem spaceship Exodar took off from the dock of Thunder Falls.
In the singing of Northshire Abbey Naaru Vorolos soared into the sky.
"Driving along the South Seas route, you can see the dispersing fog, and the legendary Pandaria is among it.
Star Soul Lord attaches great importance to our actions in Pandaria, and he sent Ms. Ysera the Dreamer and her green dragons as our support force.
They can travel through dreams, almost at your beck and call."
On the spacecraft navigation platform, Aegwynn stretched out his hand and drew a route on the projection of the command platform. Diakum, as the navigator and "power unit", looked at it, then nodded and steered the spacecraft to fine-tune its direction in the air.
However, compared with the previous need for Diakum to float on the navigation platform to control the spacecraft, now Dick is sitting on a strange "throne"
That was a "gift" specially made by Twins for Vigilant during the supply stop.
The appearance is very sophisticated.
A crystal throne with a strong sense of technology from Draenei, inlaid with a gold-plated layer, connected to the power system of the spacecraft below, and adapted to the exaggerated body shape of Diakum.
Let Vigilant sit on the throne and control his own spaceship to fly wherever he wants.
Dick is very satisfied with this chair. Although he does not feel tired when suspended in the Naaru form, the humanoid Naaru is different from the classic Naaru after all.
Sitting on the chair gave him a feeling of "control".
But it was at this time that the shape was strange,
You see, they are all gold chairs.
Underneath the chairs are connected a device that requires a huge amount of energy to activate.
The people sitting on the chairs are all big golden guys.
And if you sit on it, you can't leave it casually, otherwise it will cause very dangerous things.
The most important thing is that those sitting on the chairs are regarded as "symbols of hope and future" by their followers, and they all enjoy leader-like reputations in their respective ethnic groups, and they all have a cold law of "I would rather kill the wrong one than let go" when it comes to demons from outer space.
"What?"
Diakum rubbed the center of his eyebrows in crystal form.
He suddenly felt that the chair under his butt had become "excited". If not, Twins would have to throw this thing away someday, and he might as well maintain his crystal form and continue to float on the navigation platform.
Suddenly, it seems that there is nothing wrong with following the Naaru tradition of "flying a spaceship in the flesh".
Steamwheedle Cartel's Trade Prince Steamwheedle, your Excellency, is very capable.
The Goblin tycoon, whose net worth is so rich that he has bought Stormwind Kingdom several times, is sitting pitifully in the muddy water on the beach like a muddy leg. The luxury boots on his left foot are full of muddy water, and the boots on his right foot are simply stuck in the mud.
It stared blankly at the burning Goblin Airship that crashed in the bay in front of it.
The fuel leaking from the engine stained the bay with black oil stains. The Goblin servants and guardians Ogres who had escaped from the airship were desperately rowing famous boats, trying to escape from this giant airship that could explode at any time.
Steamwheedle is very sad.
It is his favorite car, his "mobile palace", and the "big toy" he uses to reward himself after making a lot of money. He also hides all the good things he has collected over the years in it.
Every Goblin who is active on the South Seas trade route has heard of the name of this ship, and Ravenholdt's dirty assassins will try to sneak aboard the ship every month to steal their treasures.
Occasionally when Steamwheedle is in a good mood, these assassins may treat guests to beheadings and accept them as dogs. But when Steamwheedle is in a bad mood, the unlucky assassins will also become part of the "collection".
But now, it's all over!
My airship is gone, my "Joy Palace" is gone.
That damn "Red Comet" fell from the sky and hit the engine of the airship. It was like a meteorite hitting the torn deck and crashing into the archipelago below.
If I hadn't pursued full protection of personal safety, especially after getting a batch of Titan Technology from my partner "Saint", and immediately upgraded the airship's security, it probably wouldn't have survived this wave.
Because when the collision occurred, Steamwheedle was sunbathing on the deck.
The location where the damn "Red Comet" fell was less than twenty meters away from itself. However, because of this, Steamwheedle clearly saw the true face of the "meteorite".
That's an angry spirit of fire!
It has an anthropomorphic face and a very strange "Twintails" head.
That guy was very powerful, but it seemed to be running away from something dangerous, so it crashed into his precious airship in a panic.
It was not the first time that Trade Prince, which had experienced "three ups and three downs" in life and finally achieved great success, encountered a plane crash. It quickly calmed down and began to analyze the causes and consequences of the incident, and then it discovered a very important problem.
"Where are we?"
Steamwheedle jumped up and called his most loyal servants.
Those Goblin servants who had just climbed ashore and hadn't taken a few breaths heard Trade Prince's call, and immediately got up and ran over to serve them, as if they were being disciplined by "Goblin commercialism".
The captain of the airship is a one-eyed Goblin. He once led a pirate fleet on South Seas. He is very courageous and well-informed.
After hearing the call of Steamwheedle, it poured out the seawater in its boots, rushed over and assured its benefactor:
"We are still on the South Seas route, but this island is not in my memory. Dear Steamwheedle boss, the map of the entire South Seas route is installed in my mind! My eyes are the compass.
I assure you, this island is "new"!"
The one-eyed Goblin rubbed his hands and whispered, "Do you know the legend of "Misty Sea" on South Seas? I suspect that we are in the mist now. According to the legend, there is a continent filled with treasures hidden in the mist.
Oops, this must be your "strong luck" working again.
It seems like a bad thing, but we are definitely the first adventurers in the world to set foot on this continent, and we are going to make a fortune!"
"Really? That does sound like a good thing."
Steamwheedle narrowed his eyes and stroked the three Magic Ring of different styles on his fingers, then gave an order to the Goblin servant beside him:
"Quick! Go to the cabin of the airship and bring out the communication device!"
Servants, you look at me, I look at you, no one moves.
The reason is very simple. The airship is on fire on the sea and may explode at any time. Although for the sake of profit, Goblin will never begrudge his life, but hasn't the big boss not issued a reward yet?
So why are you in a hurry?
"Humph."
Steamwheedle curled his lips, waved his hands and said warmly:
"Go ahead and get the communication device back. Any treasures you can find in my treasure house along the way are yours. But if you wait to fish them out after they sink in the water, it will violate the labor contract we signed."
Goblin The servants still didn't move.
Everyone looked at the big boss Steamwheedle with helpless eyes. Trade Prince jumped up and cursed a few times in anger. It threw a large bag of gold coins from Magic Satchel on the ground with a gloomy look and said:
"The pension for this operation has been increased by 300%! If you can bring back the communication device within ten minutes, you can share the bag of gold coins equally."
"Oh, long live the generous Steamwheedle Prince!"
Goblin The servants' eyes shined.
They are all very outstanding businessmen. They came to be "apprentices" to Steamwheedle just to learn a few tricks from this guy, or to be valued by him and become famous.
They could see at a glance that the bag of gold coins was enough to buy the lives of several Goblins, so they cheered and turned towards the wreckage of the airship that could explode at any time.
Steamwheedle is not short of money, but it hates this unexpected loss.
When the Goblins ran to the communication device, under the protection of several fully armed Ogress, Steamwheedle and its captain climbed onto a nearby hillside, picked up the golden telescope and looked around.
Soon, Steamwheedle saw something strange.
"What's that? A giant turtle?"
Trade Prince put down the telescope and rubbed his eyes vigorously. He felt that he must have seen an illusion.
Why do I see a turtle as big as a mountain slowly advancing on the sea in the distance, and the turtle seems to be carrying a town on its back, with cranes flying around on it.
", It's the legendary "Wandering Isle"!"
Goblin Captain took a few glances with the telescope, and it exclaimed:
"Lord Shen-zin Su, the legendary giant dragon turtle that carries Pandaren around the world. It is said that only the luckiest sailors can see it on the Endless Sea."
We are saved, Big Boss!
The Pandaren people on the island are very enthusiastic and will help sailors in distress like us.
What we are on is just a deserted island. Although it is in the mist, it is still far away from the mainland. With mythical vehicles like Shen-zin Su, it is possible for us to reach the legendary continent...:"
"Boom"
A loud noise sounded behind captains Steamwheedle and Goblin. In the scorching hot wind, the two looked back and saw that Steamwheedle's airship had indeed exploded, and the leaked crude oil caused the entire ocean to burn.
Of the Goblin servants who ran to get the communication device, only one escaped.
She was still holding the strange communicator in her arms, but she seemed to be frightened by the explosion, and she sat stupidly on the beach with her eyes wide open and unable to make a sound.
A total of sixteen Goblin went there. Everyone else was busy searching for valuable treasures in Steamwheedle Prince's Booty Bay room. Only she wanted to complete Steamwheedle's instructions first.
She wasted no time in searching for the treasure, which allowed her to be the first to return and avoid catastrophe.
"Well done, kid."
Steamwheedle walked over slowly, took the communicator made by Titan Technology from the hand of female Goblin, dialed the number slowly, and said:
"You have clear goals, know how to make choices, and have strong execution ability. You are a good business prospect! When we return to the civilized world, I will give you a Booty Bay or Gadgetzan shop for you to run.
Work hard and let me see what you're capable of."
"You"
Female Goblin stared blankly at Steamwheedle Prince's calm face. She thought of the terrible possibility, jumped up and screamed:
"You knew the airship was going to explode! You knew it was going to explode, but you still..."
"Yes, I know, I've seen the design drawings."
Steamwheedle frowned and glanced at his "apprentice", and it said:
"If they don't want to steal my money, they all know like you what is most important in the desperate situation of this deserted island. If they are sensible enough, then they will survive.
It turns out that they are not enough to become outstanding businessmen. They are blinded by the immediate interests and ignore the real goal. Remember, kid!
This lesson is for you for free!
If you want to be successful, you have to do things that ordinary people can't do."
Trade Prince showed a smile that made female Goblin's skin crawl. It patted her shoulder, pointed to the bag of gold coins on the ground, and said:
"Think on the bright side, there are so few people to share gold coins with you, shouldn't you be happy?"
After saying that, Steamwheedle glanced at the wreckage of the airship that quickly sank in the sea of fire, and took a rude breath on the beach.
Cursed:
"No one can steal my money! Zucker."
"What?"
A female voice sounded from the other end of the communicator in its hand, asking in a strange tone:
"What are you talking about? Mr. Steamwheedle."
", Nothing, my dear partners, I just want to inform you of a strange thing. I crashed and fell into the fog of South Seas. Maybe you have to fulfill the "mutual assistance" agreement we signed before."