"Show off!"

"Showing the sail!!!"

"Quick! Pull up all the sails! The steam boiler is on fire!"

"Prepare to set sail! Sailors!"

"Target New World!!!"

"Long live Lordaeron!!!"

"vomit....."

"Fuck, why are you seasick? Why didn't you stay when Your Highness sifted people?"

"I...I..."

"Shut up, someone came to drag him down. Since he wanted to vomit, let him vomit enough at the bottom of the cabin..."

"No, I don't want it, ah, let me go..."

"Ha ha ha ha....."

"Help, help!!!"

Amidst joy and laughter, this huge fleet that was about to sail for Nordson slowly drove out of the port. This was a giant expeditionary fleet of Lordaeron, composed of 176 battleships, frigates and transport ships of all sizes. He was personally led by His Royal Highness, the most shining prince of the kingdom, hoping that this expedition could bring a hint of dawn to the kingdom that was about to enter the darkness.

At the same time.

Just as the ship had just left the port, Jaina, wearing a lilac mage robe, appeared here on a cliff more than ten miles east of the fleet.

Standing at the corner of the cliff, looking at the fleet that was about to travel far away, my heart was filled with regrets and more reluctance.

This huge fleet should have been hers!

The Seventh Legion belonged to her, the Silver Covenant belonged to her.

It should have followed her to go to a place like Nordson to find a broken sword.

‘When the bell rings at midnight, when the prince of light goes to darkness, and when the demon's minions penetrate into the world, who else can stop the destruction of the world, Jaina, can you?’

The blazing fire seemed to burn in front of my eyes, and the low voice of the prophet seemed to be heard in my ears again.

It was not until the fleet appeared completely at sea level that Jaina came back to her senses from the hellish fantasy.

"I think I can, no, at least I can try to stop it, and this requires the help of a lot of people..."

Jaina repeated like this, which was also the reply she had given to Medivh.

Of course, none of this matters now.

Although she did not receive help from Alsace, nor did she let the powerful high elf prince kneel under her mage robe, she still had the loyal Seventh Legion... and relied on the name of Kurdras to order a group of messy blackwater pirates to bring the Seventh Legion to Camlido.

It was very difficult to walk the way.

Without the regular army of Lordaeron led by Arthas, the Seventh Legion could only be formed based on the noble private soldiers recruited from Lordaeron and the Storm Kingdom, and some high elves from the Silver Covenant.

Without the help of the fleet from his hometown, Kurtiras, and the magical warships used by the high elves of Quelthalas to cross the ocean, Jaina could only threaten and force the dirty pirates with force.

But to be honest, even if it is nothing, Jaina is still very capable.

Super power of action, sufficient fame, personal strength of the hero level, and a group of friends.

For example, Ronin and Wenleza, and of course, the orc chief, Thor.

Of course, there were also a group of mage friends from Dalaran and those noble friends who were close to her.

And it is these that form the Seventh Legion, which is now fighting in Camlido!

"The world may be about to be destroyed, but please believe us, because we will eventually die on the eve of the destruction of the world and fight for it for life..."

The huge fleet had disappeared from the sea level. Jaina, who had come to her senses, whispered, and then walked into the portal behind her again.

Don't trace back what has been lost.

There are more things that need to be dealt with in Camlido, such as how to pacify the deep blood feud between the human race and the orcs... Ah, for Jaina, this is really an eternal topic.

......

Camlido, the shining place of stars in the ancient elves.

This place is not as peaceful as the legendary one.

The ancient trolls are still wandering around the corner of this continent. The kind but meat-eating taurens are harassed by the centaurs with four hoofs. The night elves are in a long indulge in the forest. Orcs and humans, as new visitors, want to find a space to accommodate here.

In addition to the above, there are brave bears, crazy ogres, fearless fishmen and Nagas on this land, and even more humanoid races, and the demigods they worship.

From Jaina's perspective, this is not a good place because there are so many uncultivated forests here.

In the subtropical environment, snakes, insects, rats and ants are everywhere, which is really unfriendly for outsiders who do not intend to turn themselves into savages.

Orcs are cutting down trees to forge camps that can accommodate themselves, well, these green skins do not seem to have created the concept of a city.

There were also some red skins mixed during this period, but the number was very small.

Naturally, while the orcs were destroying the forest so unscrupulously, they naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of the real owners of this land and the night elves.

At the beginning, environmentalists who were like druids came to dissuade them. After they failed to dissuade them, the orcs were hostile to an environmental protection organization called "Ring of the Earth" among the night elves.

Do you dare to cut down the forest? I will cut down you first!

When the giant bear druids who were stronger than orcs after they transformed appeared at the corner of the forest, when the hurricane druids transformed into eagles appeared in the sky, when the Priest Eluen, who was controlling the power of the moon god, appeared on the battlefield, a battle between orcs and elves inevitably occurred.

Not big, but not small.

At least for these hundreds of thousands of orcs who were liberated from human cages under the name of Thrall, it is already a war of considerable size to send hundreds or thousands of warriors to fight the attacks of the elves every day.

But in the eyes of the night elves...

Well, the proud elves didn't regard this as a war, it was just the environmental groups among the elves expelling the guys who destroyed the forest.

As for the bleeding and death and injuries that occurred as a result?

It is obvious that this is a world dominated by magic and long swords. Here, the lives of the lower class are not that important.

"roar!!!"

A huge grizzly bear with a shoulder height of more than 1.5 meters rushed out of the forest, and immediately rushed to the ground with a tree-cutting orc labourer, and bit it in the orc terrified and desperate eyes.

Blood splattered everywhere.

This is just the beginning!

With the actions of the giant bear, more night elves rushed out in the forest, accompanied by their various animal partners, attacked the orcs stationed in the logging field.

"Disgusting green-skinned monster, get out of our forest!"

"The glory of orcs cannot be defiled. Warriors, come with me to kill these monsters!"

"Kill these ugly guys who have cut down the forest!"

"For the glory of orcs!!!"

This is a messy and unorganized battle. When Jaina teleports here, all she sees is the two sides who are already in the battle.

Hold your forehead with one hand.

"Oh my god, why are we fighting again? Damn it, are we here to save the world or destroy it?"

Looking at the fallen warriors on both sides, Jaina couldn't help but question in her heart.

Can she really bring peace to the world?

......

Peace, what is that?

The bat turned into by the headless knight, with blood-colored silk threads in the boundless sea.

It hates the belief in peace, as firm as its love for blood.

Although as a new ghost, having such antisocial thoughts is likely to attract its owner to humanely destroy it.

But who cares?

Although I have never met you, the bat ghosts and gods can tell through mysterious induction that their owner seems to be a very weak guy.

It is very weak, and if it wants, it can also try to break free from the constraints that the other party has given it.

However, the bat ghost and god decided to meet the so-called master first, because as a creator of the other party, the natural bat ghost and god have a high enough favorable impression of the creator.

Although bats and ghosts know that this is actually part of the contract.

But maybe when it sees the other party, it will find that the other party is a good guy and is willing to follow the other party?

Um.

This is the idea that arises at the same time as a new ghost and god, and it belongs to the norm among artificial ghosts and gods.

Bats, ghosts and gods are naturally no exception.

But its owner seems to like to run around, so that if it wants to find the other person, it has to fly through the long sea route. According to the prompts in the sensing, the other person seems to be moving in the opposite direction to it...

A little depressed.
To be continued...