When High Priest Ishana woke up from her coma, it was already dozens of minutes after the impact.
She was lying on the soft ground in a very inelegant posture. Her body was covered with impact scars from being thrown away after the spacecraft hit the ground, as well as scratches from rolling on the ground. Her robe was covered with scratches.
There were specks of blood, but she was still alive
After a horrific plane crash, could anything be luckier?
The Draenei have been in exile among the stars for 25,000 years. Old Draenei like Ishana has experienced such a "hard landing" air crash more than once. She knows exactly what to do after waking up.
The high priest climbed up from the ground with difficulty. There was a scar on her forehead that was still bleeding, her calf had fracture marks, and her eyes were also bloodshot. Ishana sat cross-legged on the ground in embarrassment, taking a big mouthful of food.
Breathing hard, and then trying to clear up her somewhat chaotic thinking, she flicked her fingers and threw a healing spell on herself.
Feeling the warmth brought by the holy light and the feeling of the scars being slowly healed, High Priest Ishana breathed a sigh of relief. She looked back and saw behind this unknown island, under the foothills of the hill, in the distance.
A few hundred meters away from her, the final wreckage of the New Guinidal spacecraft was piled there, still emitting acrid smoke, and even some firelight appeared.
The hill clearly showed traces of the impact, and rubble fell off near the completely disintegrated wreckage of the spacecraft. In a lake at the foot of the mountain, the bridge of the Ginidal spacecraft was half-sunk in it.
Black mechanical grease dispersed in the lake, polluting the originally clear water. On the land from the lake to the foot of the mountain, various mechanical fragments were scattered scattered, and there were huge
There are gears, twisted steel, and fragments of some giant gems.
There was a small mountain forest that was ignited by the flames erupted from the spacecraft. At dusk, the burning fire reflected the spacecraft embedded in the earth, which looked very desolate.
But on the edge of the wreckage, Ishana saw some Draenei who were still active. Her compatriots who were the first to wake up did not forget the teachings they received as children. Even at this terrible moment, they did the first thing
For this matter, he still tried his best to rely on his own clansmen.
Ishana turned her head and looked at the soft sand beside her. There were several unconscious Draenei near the river. In other words, she might have been rescued from the wreckage of the spacecraft by her tribe.
"Thank you Holy Light!"
The high priest sincerely expressed her gratitude for her faith. After reciting a short prayer, she picked up a rough wooden stick from the side, supported her body, and came to the unconscious tribesmen, trying to use her own strength
Healing spells help these tribesmen who have escaped death recover.
The physical quality of the draenei is very strong. As long as they do not die on the spot in the disaster of the spacecraft disintegrating and crashing, as long as they still have obvious vital signs after the disaster, they can basically survive. This is a very strong connection with the Holy Light.
A profound race, perhaps, the Holy Light is really protecting them in the dark.
Ten minutes later, a dozen Draenei around Ishana woke up with the help of healing techniques. Under Ishana's command, these newly awakened Draenei, both men and women, also joined.
The rescue of the tribesmen who were still in the wreckage of the spacecraft started in an orderly manner as more and more people were rescued and revived.
For a race that has experienced countless disasters, self-rescue is almost an instinct engraved in the bone marrow.
"Ishana! Ishana, come with me!"
The high priest, who was instructing the tribe to rescue the wounded, heard the shouts of the defender Weihari. She turned around and saw the defender Weihari, who had her clothes tied into a rope, her arms hanging, and her upper body only wearing underwear. She was also in a very serious condition.
Oops, but she still held a vindicator's sword in her hand, and there was still some dazzling green blood on the blade.
It looked like she had just experienced a battle.
"What happened? Vihari? What happened?"
Ishana limped forward in a hurry, stretched out her hand and threw two healing spells at Vihari, and then held the arm of the defense officer. Faced with her questioning, Vihari coughed a few times in pain, and then bit
Zhu Ya said:
"There is a crash cabin on the other side of the hillside. There are many wounded people there, but a group of soft-skinned snake creatures rushing out of the water are besieging us. Those reptile creatures we have never seen before seem to want to take our people away!"
"Quick! Let the tribesmen who can still fight arm themselves and come with me!"
"good!"
Ishana is also a resolute person. After hearing that her people were threatened, she did not hesitate. She turned around and shouted a few times in Draenei to the people who were clearing the debris. After a while, more than 30 people were still fighting.
Many male Draenei gathered together. They looked around for suitable weapons, and some simply pulled out a piece of twisted and sharp steel from the ruins. Their bodies still bore scars from falling, but they shared the aura of sharing the same hatred with the enemy.
, it really makes people feel fierce.
Just as Weihari was about to leave with these warriors, Isaya suddenly grabbed her, and the high priest asked in a low voice:
"Have you seen Grand Technician Romul?"
"No."
Weihari shook his head:
"I was still conscious during the impact. I saw with my own eyes that the spacecraft broke into several pieces, and Romul Romul was thrown out of the crack. I hope he is still alive."
Grand Technician Romul is still alive!
But his current situation is not very good.
When the Guinidal spacecraft crashed, the great technician was thrown out of the broken bridge. Fortunately, he was not directly loaded onto the hard ground and fell to pieces, but was thrown into the sea water. Although
He fainted under the huge impact, but still managed to save his life.
Unfortunately, he was quickly captured by Naga who rushed out from under the water and became a prisoner.
The Sea of Mists is close to the Black Coast. After it was completely destroyed by Queen Azshara and the Nagas a few years ago, the Sea of Mists has become a "hunting area" for Nagas to roam freely. It is very close to the cold North Sea and is inaccessible.
There are not many rare resources, so the commercial system in this sea area is very weak. Even the annoying Dead Sea Fleet of the Dark Blade Legion rarely appears here.
After the deep-sea city of Vasj'ir near the eastern continent was completely destroyed by the hateful "Sea Demon King" Dailin, the Nagas who had been exiled from all over the world gathered in the Sea of Mist. It seemed that they planned to rebuild their city here.
But this place is far away from Queen Azshara's royal city of Nazjatar. It belongs to the edge of the deep sea world. It is like a small mountain village far away from the big city. Therefore, most of the people living here are some of the huge Naga ethnic group.
Small clan.
They make a living by robbing houses and plundering ports. In the past few years, these active undersea bandits have messed up the already weak maritime trade of the Sea of Mists. However, after the Kul Tiras fleet began to operate in this sea area
After the escort, the situation became a little better.
The Ginidal spacecraft falling from the sky not only alarmed the night elves on the land, but also alarmed the Nagas under the sea. Of course, these creatures distributed in the endless sea of Azeroth know the Draenei. Although they
It is unclear why the Draenei's spaceship crashed, but this does not prevent the Nagas from carrying out a simple "taking advantage of the situation".
The Deep Sea Matrons of several small clans united, and thousands of Nagas gathered from all directions in the Misty Sea, rushing into the island, plundering the Draenei's supplies, and capturing more prisoners.
Then sell it to the Blood Sail Pirates entrenched in the North Sea in exchange for some enjoyment items.
This is already a very mature "trade" system.
"Let me go! Let me go! Damn it!"
The captured great technician Romul was imprisoned by the Nagas in a simple cage on the beach along the coast. There were dozens of captured prisoners around him, not all of whom were Draenei, but also those who had been resettled.
The Shattrath exiles in the spaceship Gnaku include Khajiit, Akrakkoa, Ogres, Broken Ones, and even Spore Men, etc.
The appearance of these exiles here means that the Nagas may have already found the Gnaku where the spacecraft was disintegrated and landed somewhere on the island. This makes the great technician Romul very worried.
It contains many important materials collected by the draenei. What's more terrible is that Gnaku is connected to the dangerous creature restraint cabin of the Guinidal spacecraft. Once those bold soft-skinned snakes release the dangerous creatures captured in the stars,
It will be a catastrophe in an instant!
"Shut up!"
A tall Naga soldier waved a trident and spoke half-baked Common Tongue, intimidating Romul. Its snake-like cold eyes stared at the great technician, and it hissed:
"If you don't behave honestly, I'll feed you to the fishmen!"
As soon as the Naga soldier finished speaking, a sudden whirlpool began to surge on the sea outside the seaside camp. The sound of the lapping tide made the Nagas in the camp look back, and they happened to see it.
A scene of a black warship breaking through the cold water and quickly emerging from the deep water. The water on the deck of the warship filled with dark power was flowing freely. The hull was covered with barnacles and seaweed. On the mast of the warship
What was hung was not a simple sail, but a terrifying sail made of bones and Naga scales.
"Dead Sea Fleet!"
"The Demon King of the Sea is coming! Run!"
The Naga soldier who had just threatened the great technician Romul just now let out a scream of fear as sharp as a woman. It was like a frightened rabbit. It dropped its weapon, turned around and ran away. Behind it, those arrogant warriors
The murlocs also howled in terror and fled the area, following behind the Naga master.
They ran so fast that Major General Sellers had no time to take aim.
This made Captain Death very unhappy. The high-level undead swore angrily, then held up his command knife and jumped off the deck of his beloved "Black Pearl" battleship. He stepped on the water,
Wherever he went, the endlessly rolling sea was frozen, like a path of frost, allowing Captain Death to arrive on the beach smoothly.
Under the black three-cornered hat, Cyrus' dark red eyes stared at the great technician Romul who was trapped in the cage. Romul looked at the undead that suddenly appeared in front of him. He didn't know what to say.
Something, and the next moment, Cyrus pulled out the cold command knife, and in a flash of cold light, the cage restraining Romul was cut open.
"You seem to be a big shot even though you are a Draenei."
Cyrus asked in the iconic cold voice of the undead, and his fingers made a very vivid falling gesture in the air:
"You came from the world of Draenor, right? I saw your ship falling from the sky, it was really spectacular!"
"Um."
Romul moved his wrist. He was a great technician and not good at fighting, so he did not show any hostility. He just nodded and answered the question of the undead captain in front of him. His obedience made Cyrus very satisfied. This Dailin
The loyal adjutant has a true military look. He didn't even ask Romul's name, but asked directly:
"Then where did the engine of your spaceship fall? I saw it disintegrating in the air with my own eyes, so you'd better not lie to me!"
"I, I'm not sure."
Romul lowered his head. He finally understood the reason why these undead appeared here. He pointed in the direction of the sea:
"If I remember correctly, it should have landed on the sea. The engine was the first to stop operating, and it should also be the first to disintegrate."
"Well, very good."
Cyrus turned around without much hesitation and walked towards his death battleship. When leaving, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the great technician Romul behind him. He said in a deep voice:
"Go back, Draenei. The fleets of your allies are coming here. They will help you deal with those Nagas. In addition, you are very brave. Although you are flying a spaceship, I can still feel you.
The courage of the captain to say hello to him for me!"
After saying that, Cyrus quickly returned to his warship. Amidst the sounds of giant beasts swallowing water, the warship slowly sank into the sea just as it had when it appeared.
The whirlpool quickly subsided, as if the ghost battleship had never appeared.
This fantastic and frightening scene surprised the Shattrath exiles trapped in the cage. They had never been to Azeroth, and they had never heard of the reputation of the Dead Sea Fleet, let alone
You know, they just had a brush with death.
"It's really scary."
Romul wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was sure that these undead came with bad intentions. They were targeting the void engine of the Guinedal. This meant that the previous rumors were true. The Dark Blade Undead
They seem to be really secretly studying the mysteries of the starships.
The great technician didn't waste much time. He quickly unlocked the cages of the other exiles and handed them the weapons dropped by Naga. The most shameless group of soft-skinned snakes in Azeroth were besieging them.
of tribesmen.
At this time in the Sea of Mist, five night elves warships were sailing towards the island where the Draenei fell. An unhappy General Shandris Feathermoon looked at the sea in the distance. The elves
Her super vision allowed her to vaguely distinguish the black smoke rising from the island. She turned to the baby-faced guard beside her and said:
"Arelle, send a message to Mount Hyjal and Borean Tundra"
"We found those Trekkers! I hope they are still alive."