The southernmost tip of the continent of Kalimdor is basically covered by desert, and beyond the desert is the endless golden waters of the South China Sea. According to normal geographical activities, it is difficult to form such a large-scale island in areas close to the sea.
A big desert, but it just happened to appear...
It can only be said that the continental differentiation of Azeroth cannot be measured by common sense. There must be a special cause behind this abnormal ecological environment.
Along the Great Desert of Silithus to the north, there is a mysterious and weird large basin. The area of this large basin is equivalent to the entire Western Wilderness. And further north of the basin is Fila, which is controlled by the night elves.
This wilderness.
According to normal geographical activities, this basin should not appear...
This is called Un'Goro Crater. Although it is adjacent to the Silithus Desert, this crater is blocked by tall mountain walls, so the harsh climate of the desert cannot affect the climate of the crater basin. This is an inaccessible place.
, even the night elves, who nominally rule the entire Kalimdor, have not set foot too much in this basin.
There are many legends about this basin in the goblin commercial city of Gadgetzan. The most surprising thing about this basin is... its vegetation coverage rate has reached an astonishing 95%. In this humid basin
There are many tall, cloud-like trees and plants growing here, as well as swamps, hot springs, weathered sand and gravel areas, and an active small volcano.
These completely unrelated geographical structures are located in this basin according to a certain pattern. Needless to say, this is definitely not the result of natural evolution.
What is even more surprising is that in this resource-rich basin, there are also some ferocious monsters that are difficult to see in other parts of the mainland... Devilsaur!
This is a dinosaur monster similar to Tyrannosaurus rex, but larger and more ferocious. Their cubs can grow to a height of 3 meters, while the adult Devilsaurus can easily exceed 7 meters in weight.
Reaching several tons, the tough skin is covered with fine scales, like steel, and there are sharp bone spurs on the back of the Devilsaurus. Their terrifying teeth and big mouths have terrible bite force, and can easily
Bite through steel.
There is an entire group of such powerful monsters in Un'Goro Crater, and they are the top predators in this basin... It is said that there are also demonic storms in the remote South Sea Islands, on the islands occupied by Zandalari trolls.
Due to the existence of the dragon population, the trolls of the Zandalari Empire also domesticated Devilsaur to fight, and there are more Devilsaur there than in the crater... That is the true birthplace of Devilsaur.
In other words, the Devilsaurus in the crater is also not the original species here, but more like it was "transferred" here by some people.
"In fact, according to the learned Lord Olfa, he came to a strange conclusion after studying the crater for several months."
Patriarch Moyana accompanied a "guest" and walked on the natural grassland with flowers and birds in the crater. She looked at the swamp not far away lazily basking in the sun. It was similar to a crocodile, but bigger and bigger.
The fierce double-sailed dragon, she whispered:
"Your Excellency Jing Yuzhe believes that all species in the crater are alien... Some forces we don't know have put these alien species here and used their power to create a weird ecological environment for these species.
A food chain that could not exist at all was formed here... and the existence of this food chain was maintained in a closed environment, but this was probably hundreds of thousands of years ago."
"This crater is not normal, it is equivalent to a cage... No, the term "cage" is not accurate, it is more like..."
"A biological observation laboratory!"
The "guest" walking in front of Moyana stretched out his hand and touched the ancient stone wall in front of him. The moss-covered stone wall was carved with some traces that had weathered over time, and no one knew the meaning of these traces.
Tyrion looked at the Titan words lost in time, and a different kind of light shone in his ice-blue eyes:
"Un'Goro Crater was originally one of the biological observation laboratories left by the Titans in this world. If your people continue to explore the mountains to the north, you will be able to find a tall tunnel connecting the two laboratories between the mountains.
"Realm Gate", after activating the three crystal towers hidden in the crater, you can go through the realm gate to another ecological laboratory far away in Northrend... which is also a land full of natural power.
basin."
The great lord turned around and saw the great patriarch Moyana quickly recording the information Tyrion said casually in his notebook.
"Sometimes I can't help but think about it, Lord Tyrion, how do you know this precious knowledge from prehistory?"
After the Patriarch finished recording this crucial news for the Blighters, she looked up at Tyrion, her green eyes shining with curiosity, exploration and doubt:
"If you knew this, why didn't you let the Dark Blade explore and give us these precious resources? And why did you insist on letting the Wither remain neutral? You gave us so much just to let us
Do we become a third-party organization?”
"hehe"
In response to Moyana's question, the High Lord smiled dumbly. He did not answer directly, but looked at the mountains in the distance. Behind those mountains was the desolate desert, the final battlefield of the Insect-Man War.
After a moment, he said:
"Just like us mortals can't understand why the former Titans left these biological samples here, you don't need to explore the meaning behind every decision I make... I need you to remain neutral, that's it."
The big lord's answer made Moyana purse her lips. Obviously, this was a faint warning. Recalling what the big lord had done to human civilization, the patriarch suddenly felt that he should not delve into the story of the big man in front of him.
Think well.
"So, is the so-called forward base of the anti-bug front located in the crater?"
Tyrion asked again, and the Patriarch behind him nodded and explained in detail:
"The battle in the Tanaris Desert has come to an end. The Insects, who have lost the command of the Cerebrates, are fighting on their own. They have been divided. Some Sandfury Trolls have also joined the anti-Insects front, relying on the Sandfury Trolls.
With such a huge number, the remaining bugs would soon be divided and annihilated. This victory inspired all members of the front, and with my father's warning, the commander of the anti-bug front decided to build an advance base here.
"
"They will open up the road from the crater to the desert, and then connect Cenarion Fortress with the Marshall camp under construction. To be more precise, this place will become a logistics supply line for frontline fighters, as well as a garrison for the wounded and reserve troops.
.”
The Patriarch said with some concern:
"But even with the victory of Tanaris ahead, the other Archdruids and I still believe that the current anti-bug front forces are too weak to confront the Qiraji head-on. This victory It affected the judgment of the commanders to some extent, and I even suspect that the bugs deliberately lost Tanaris to make our soldiers relax their vigilance."
Regarding Moyana's statement, the high lord was noncommittal. Whether the coalition forces were too confident and whether they underestimated the bugs were not matters that he needed to pay attention to. As for whether the coalition forces would be defeated by the bugs and whether they would all be defeated by the bugs, Even though the army was destroyed, the great lord didn't care about it. He came here today for another matter.
"Take this!"
The high lord handed a fine Apexis crystal pendant engraved with many necromantic runes to the patriarch, and he said in a deep voice:
"I promised you and Staghelm that I would resurrect Vastann for you. I have never forgotten my promise. After you enter the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj, I will place this positioning stone in the territory of the Insect Empire. I will go there myself and pull poor Valstann's soul back from that dark abyss."
"After that, whether you want to use our methods to resurrect your husband, or whether you want to do it yourself and reshape his body in the dream of the Emerald Holy Land, that is the choice you need to make..."
Hearing what the great lord said, Patriarch Moyana immediately held the cold pendant tightly in her hands. She never thought that several years had passed and the great lord still remembered the agreement. Such a true The big boss personally took action. Just this action made her feel the sincerity of the big lord. So after taking a few deep breaths, the patriarch raised his head and looked at Tyrion seriously:
"Then, Your Excellency, High Lord, what will the Withered Ones have to pay for this?"
"Pay? No."
Tyrion snapped his fingers, and in a flash of black light mixed with blue halo, the door to the Realm of Death opened in front of his eyes. Under the cold wind of the Realm of Death, the Patriarch quickly took several steps back. The power belonging to the world of the dead may be harmless to Tyrion, but for a living person like her, it is simply a cold that penetrates into the soul.
Tyrion's long gray hair was flying in the storm in the spiritual world. He looked back at Moyana:
"The original agreement was that you would serve me and I would resurrect your relatives for you. Now you are serving me...so the rest are the promises I should fulfill."
"But if you really feel uneasy about your conscience, then tell Ansu, who has been very anxious for a while, for me... tell my old friend that I may need him to do a few trivial things for me recently... "
After saying that, the figure of the great lord stepped into the cracks in the world in front of her. Moyana seemed to remember something. She took a step forward and asked loudly:
"Great Lord, regarding the resurrection of Rukhma..."
"It's up to you to decide such a small matter!"
Tyrion said a word, and his figure and the entire crack in the Realm of Death suddenly dissipated at this moment. After the little ghost Yuna got the teddy bear Nur, this kind of crack that can be opened around the world, for It's really useful for traveling and teleportation...and this rift is safer than any teleportation spell in Azeroth.
After watching the big lord leave, the patriarch stood there for several minutes to calm down. Then she walked out of the remote forest. She raised her hand, and a green halo spread along the vines growing everywhere.
In less than 10 seconds, a forest elf guard riding on the back of a raptor quickly appeared in front of the patriarch.
For druids who specialize in nature affinity, the ferocious and violent velociraptor army in Un'Goro Crater are natural allies. Even those powerful and nearly invincible devilsaurs can survive with sufficient food and natural energy.
And lured by the bestiality that the druids specialize in, they appear as the war machines of the wither.
After all, they are just a group of powerful beasts.
"Pass these instructions to His Excellency Orfa."
The Patriarch said something, and the forest elf guard riding on the raptor immediately nodded, took out a recording crystal from behind, and handed it to the Patriarch.
"Immediately dispatch an elite exploration team to explore the northern part of the mountains. With the blessing of the power of nature, I have cracked the mystery of this place. I must find ancient objects that are extremely important to the Wither in the shortest possible time...
Realm gate."
"Immediately invite the most knowledgeable scholars on ancient relics across the entire continent to restore the three crystal towers in the crater to operation in the shortest possible time."
"As well as issuing invitations to the commanders of the anti-bug front, the construction of the Marshall camp has come to an end. We welcome nature's allies and fearless warriors to Un'Goro Crater! In addition, the quilboar druid and the tauren druid
Yi's recruitment speed needs to be accelerated, and the wither will come forward to recruit enough warriors from the wild boar tribe... Regarding this instruction, we have already received permission from Lord Agamaggan, so there is no need to worry and go ahead and do it!"
The Patriarch glanced at the Apexis crystal pendant in her hand, and her voice became much firmer:
"We don't have much time to waste. We must open the Beetle Wall as quickly as possible and enter the Qiraji Ruins..."
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"Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick"
At the same moment, in the distant world of Draenor, in a side hall of the Black Temple, the Death Lord Yrel was humming a song, wagging his tail, and arranging his clothes. Dornan and several girls were beside him.
help.
Yrel has received the order, and she will lead her army to the continent of Draenor in the next few days. The Dark Blade's disciplinary war against the Human Empire has come to an end, and the terrain exploration of the Borean Tundra has also ended. The next stage of the war
The show is about to kick off, and Yrel, who has been idle for a long time, finally has something to do.
"Hey, why is there a wreath here?"
Little Hoof Dornan picked up a faded, shriveled wreath from Yrel's strange collection, turned it over in his hands and looked at it. This wreath was obviously Yrel's favorite thing, even after it faded.
, was also carefully frozen by the Death Lord with ice to prevent it from withering.
Dornan put the wreath on his head in a funny way, and it looked very beautiful.
"This, this is very memorable."
Yrel picked up the wreath from Dornan's head and looked at it before her eyes. She said to Dornan with nostalgia:
"This is the place where I was born. It is something left by the first immigrants of Ambori Village. It has been more than 200 years ago. My ancestors established the first city of the Draenei in Shadowmoon Valley. It is said that this wreath is
It was compiled on the day the city was founded. Look, there are still words on it..."
"Wow! Is it so powerful?"
Dornan took the wreath with great interest and looked at it. Sure enough, on the wooden frame of the wreath, there was a line of inaudible words engraved on it:
"The most difficult years have passed, and a beautiful life is about to begin... May you be well in the heaven of Holy Light, the daughter we miss most... little Yuna..."
