The shamans of the Earthen Ring were all wiped out, even the control circle was completely dismantled, Wrathion, Thrall, and Jaina escaped, and the Cajaro volcano may erupt at any time.
Gallywix knew very well that the Kezan Islands were sitting on a barrel of explosives at this moment, and escape was the most important thing.
After successfully recapturing many goblins, Gallywix arrived at the port in a mighty manner, and the Bilgewater Cartel had already prepared hundreds of ships, large and small.
Gallywix eliminated the old, weak, sick and disabled and left them to die in the Kezan Islands. In order to be able to board the ship, all the goblins signed a contract and expressed their willingness to donate all their property to become the hard meat of the orcs.
A lucky draw can be held with the contract.
Although the Bilgewater Cartel had prepared enough ships, in order to be able to transport more property, Gallywix had a sudden idea. All the goblins were wrapped in a blanket and tied tightly with ropes, like sausages.
Stack them together to make full use of every inch of space in the cabin.
It was just food anyway, Gallywix didn't care about their life or death.
The Bilgewater Cartel has a huge slaughterhouse in Azshara's Bilgewater Port. If everything goes well, these goblins should not stink when transported to Bilgewater Port.
Of course, it doesn't matter even if it smells bad, it won't affect the taste of the hard jerky.
After a busy day and night, with the cooperation of the goblins, the fleet filled with the belongings of the goblins and the Kezan Islands set sail.
Most of the property in the Kezan Islands fell into the hands of Gallywix, and all the goblins became food. Gallywix couldn't help but feel proud.
Not long after the fleet left the port, Gallywix suddenly realized a problem. The Kezan Islands were still under blockade by the Orgrimmar fleet.
According to the latest intelligence, Sylvanas led the Forsaken fleet to come for reinforcements and easily gained command of the fleet.
All the ships of the Bilgewater Cartel were cargo ships, and there was not a single battleship. Gallywix rolled his eyes. This was not a problem. If it didn't work, he would use part of the money to buy the passage.
As Gallywix expected, soon after the fleet left the port, it was surrounded by the Forsaken Fleet and the Orgrimmar Fleet.
Gallywix didn't care, and led several of his cronies aboard the Forsaken's flagship to negotiate with Sylvanas in person.
There was inevitably a rancid smell on the Forsaken's ship. Gallywix lit a cigar, puffed on the smoke, breathed much easier, and looked at Sylvanas calmly.
"Your Majesty, there are five hundred ships here. How many ships can you let go?"
Sylvanas glanced at the round goblin in surprise, and showed a playful smile: "I want them all, including you, little goblin."
Gallywix raised his eyebrows and blew out a smoke ring. A close aide came to the side of the ship and waved a flag at a nearby ship.
Boom.
A huge explosion sounded, and the ship that received the signal turned into a big fireball. The seawater churned violently like boiling water, and the Forsaken's flagship kept shaking.
Sylvanas was startled, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she re-examined the goblin in front of her.
In order to maximize his own interests and gain the initiative in negotiations, Gallywix installed bombs on all cargo ships, seemingly not caring about the fate of the fish and the net.
Gallywix waved his hands indifferently and said:
"I was able to make these gadgets when I was three years old. Your Majesty, you probably don't understand the dignity of goblins. All goblins are strong-willed, upright, and willing to die for dignity. If you don't want to gain nothing, I hope you can
Can you reconsider my proposal?"
Sylvanas raised her eyelids slightly and smiled:
"Perhaps I can resurrect you as a Forsaken, so that you and your fleet are mine, and before these ships explode, you will crawl at my feet and lick my toes."
Gallywix raised the corners of his mouth and turned his head calmly, revealing the bomb behind his head.
"Dark Queen, do you recognize this bomb? You see, this is not a creation of Azeroth. In order to gain Thrall's trust in the early years, I installed a bomb behind my head, but Thrall was not at ease and replaced it for me.
Got a new one.”
Sylvanas saw a familiar symbol on the bomb and said cautiously:
"The fel bombs of the Burning Legion."
Gallywix smiled bitterly and said: "A very terrible bomb can blow up my soul and brain together, but it will not hurt the people around me. You can't resurrect me as a forgotten person."
Sylvanas chuckled:
"Do you think I care? Either you and your fleet belong to me, or I don't recommend watching a large fireworks show, little goblin, your threats are meaningless."
Gallywix bit his cigar fiercely and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, if Garrosh knew of your decision today, he would definitely rush into the Undercity and crush you to ashes."
Sylvanas narrowed her eyes and smiled:
"Little goblin, don't use your little cleverness to speculate on the will of big people. Orgrimmar will always be short of hard meat. Unfortunately, I don't care about Garrosh's anger. There are some things you don't understand."
Gallywix felt that he had been slighted. If Garrosh were here, he would probably ask for more than half of the goblins and transport them back to Orgrimmar to make hard meat jerky.
It's a pity that I faced Sylvanas.
Just when the negotiations reached an impasse, a dull rumble came from the distance.
The Caialo volcano erupted, and unlike ordinary volcanic eruptions, what rose into the sky was not endless smoke and dust, but red flames.
The blazing flames rotated rapidly, forming a pillar of fire that rushed into the clouds. When the flames reached the highest point, they began to spread out in all directions, like a big mushroom.
Rumble.
The second eruption was more violent than the previous one. The red flames shot higher and rotated faster. The top gradually formed a human face, with arms growing out and looking at the earth contemptuously.
"Lord of Fire, Ragnaros." Sylvanas trembled.
The King of Fire stood tall on the sky, his head was above the clouds. As Ragnaros roared, an armor formed of the original eternal fire flew out and covered most of the King of Fire's body.
Gallywix was originally so scared that he sat on the deck, thinking that he was going to die, but after seeing this suit of armor, he couldn't help but look greedy.
Who would have thought that there is no Titan city in Mount Kayaro, but Ragnaros' armor is hidden there.
No wonder Lazio is so obsessed with this volcano.
"Wrath and destruction, let the flames of fire purify everything."
With a terrible roar, the lava swallowed up the Kezan Islands, and Ragnaros disappeared into the lava.
It took a long time for Sylvanas to recover from the earth-shattering shock, and she looked at Gallywix in front of her sarcastically: "Little goblin, you were scared just now. It turns out you are afraid of death."
"I'm not afraid of death." Gallywix struggled to stand up, but unfortunately his limbs were weak and the Lord of Fire made him lose all courage.
Sylvanas said calmly: "Go back, little goblin, I'll give you half a day to think about it. Anyone who dares to stop us will die."
Gallywix was dejected. He knew that he had been defeated, completely defeated.
After all, he was not a big shot, Gallywix couldn't help but sigh.