Titan Tour of Azeroth

Theramore and Quel'Thalas, wave after wave of tsunamis and local earthquakes, were also staged in turn in these two coastal areas.

Their specific level of damage was not very serious, but each of the two wizards was exhausted and exhausted, and all their mana was drained by their huge rune stone magic defense system.

These rune stones were placed on the port dock and the coastline, and a continuous arcane city wall firmly protected the inland land and resisted the tsunami.

There are also disadvantages. The mages must always send mana to maintain the normal operation of the entire defense system.

As for the ports and docks that were torn to ruins by the tsunami and the ships docked there because of the sudden incident, there is no way but to admit the planting.

But these two coastal areas can already snicker, because someone is worse than them.

Durotar region.

The orcs buddies looked at the Thunder Valley completely submerged by the sea, crying without tears.

"Look! Thunder lizards, their bodies float up, haha, we can fish them up and eat them."

A careless orc brother pointed to the Thunder Valley below, where at the moment there were several drowned Thunder Lizards floating on the water.

The entire area of ​​Durotar was cut off by the tsunami, and the raging seawater was all the way west. At this moment, the great barren land was also severely affected. At present, the entire tribe is busy fighting floods and disaster relief.

Especially the port terminal of Orgrimmar has completely disappeared at this moment, leaving only a large piece of garbage floating on the sea.

In the city of Orgrimmar, the banks of the Rusty Water Conservancy are crowded at this moment, and the goblins have no time to calculate the losses of their own group. The excited businessmen and captains are clamoring for insurance compensation.

The goblins are deadly wings of death. If the two crazy dragons fought around, the insurance business they started would not come in handy so quickly.

Now that's all right, I have to spit out what I earn.

But there are people who are more sad than goblins. He relies on his own skills, so he didn't buy insurance, and he is heartbroken at the moment.

"My wild boar! Ah ah! My wild boar! All washed away by the tsunami!"

A wild boar farmer who suffered heavy losses due to natural disasters faced with grief in interviews with various media. His farm is now as clean as washed, empty, and originally hundreds of big wild boars, it is estimated that they are endless at the moment. Play torrents in the depths of the sea.

King Saurfang was embarrassed, pulling Durotan out of the reporters' encirclement.

"Old Chief, don't be too sad. The tribe will make up for the lost wild boars, so you try to cheer the people up in front of the media and raise your sentiment to fight against floods and relief."

Well, the tribe is now in a high-level power succession. The original Chief Thrall will not officially abdicate so soon, but the current situation is forcing him to be the guardian of the earth appointed by the world of Azeroth. Take corresponding responsibility.

Thrall will lead a neutral organization composed entirely of shamans and druids to the maelstrom area in the middle of the Endless Sea to restore the source of the violent tsunami there.

They are the ring of the earth, with Thrall as the core. They will do their best to assist Thrall, let him be recognized by the earth, and formally succeed the guardian.

Now is also the right time. Tsunami and various local earthquakes are continuing. Although large disasters are not enough, they have a lot of impact. They must be stopped as soon as possible.

So Thrall will assume this important task. It is imminent from the day when he left Orgrimmar, the core of the tribal power.

The tribe ’s good neighbors, the Dark Empire, have no time to take care of the messy outside world at this moment, because their own interior is not clean.

The night elves and upper elves almost packed their major cities with anger.

In addition, due to regional changes, a large section of the Great Wall of the Night has directly become a useless interior hinterland building. The elves had to separate their hands for demolition and secondary reconstruction.

"The stars think they only deserve to eat shit! Yes, I will say so!"

The headlines of the empire's major media in recent days are the words of the great magister Aitaus, using this short sentence to express his dissatisfaction with the fellow elves on another timeline.

Oh, and the sudden emergence of the Dominance Sword from the Black Coast area has been forcibly removed by the upper elf construction team, and even the sword brought the dead faceless corpse, and was transported back to Suramar.

For these strange things, the elven refugees from the established fate timeline are very familiar and have a special intimacy.

Therefore, according to the people's request, the upper elves tossed back the body of the faceless man again, and then inserted the petrified giant sword as a special landmark.

Public opinion can't be violated, love it.

Eastern Kingdom continent, twilight forest area.

Medan looked at the familiar log cabin in front of him, but with different details.

There is no one in seclusion, and it seems that the Meili Dongfeng on this strange timeline has something else to do?

Medan suddenly stiffened, and then slowly turned around, looking at the two comers who appeared suddenly behind him, the boss staring in both eyes.

"Merry! Ah, thank God ... Uh ... father?"

Medivh next to Meili was stunned. "I warn you, stranger, I am still a golden bachelor. Don't try to forcibly recognize your relatives. I have nothing to do with you."

"Exposing your facial features, strangers, our timeline, our world, outsiders are not welcome now."

Merri stared at Medan, who had his head completely hidden in the hood, and was always on guard, ready to attack.

Medan nodded and slowly pulled the hood down to reveal his face.

Merri froze for a moment, then looked at Medivh, then looked at Medan ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Then looked at Medivh.

"Hey, it's really your son. Look how much that face looks like you. Not bad. Medivh ... Gee."

Medivh became furious, "Fart, it's okay to say to me! He is another my son! He is him, I am me!"

"My name is Medan, the son of Medivh and Garona, and I assure you that I am not malicious. I think we should find a quiet place to sit down and explain to you carefully? By the way, this one Is Karazhan in the timeline still under control? I'm not sure about the current historical progress of your timeline. "

Merri nodded, "Come with us."

Medivh is wandering around the world, trying to digest this information.

"Me ... Garona? Am I crazy?"

Yes, that mixed-race chick in Garona is pretty good, but isn't she getting involved with the old thing of Lothar, how could she get in there?

Cough, improper use of words, anyway, the meaning is so, just understand.