A sneeze destroys a magical civilization

Scola Valley is a very special place in Theros space and time.

This is the hometown of the Satyr people, and it is also where they hold various carnivals, celebrations and banquets.

However, all these seemingly ordinary activities are usually filled with filth, fighting, death, indulgence and violence under the control of local rulers.

Especially in those warm caves and springs filled with geothermal steam, secret ceremonies involving as few as a dozen, as many as dozens or even hundreds of people are often held.

No one knows what is going on inside except the participants.

The only thing that is certain is that several people will die during the ceremony, and women will become pregnant on a large scale for a period of time and give birth to a large number of babies at about the same time.

Because the living habits of the Yangti people are so chaotic and without moral integrity, they basically have no concept of family, and the relationship between men and women is even more chaotic.

It's hard to tell whether this is innate nature or the influence of acquired society and culture.

But what is certain is that in the eyes of the residents of most towns and villages in Theros, satyrs mean sex, crime, and endless trouble.

Xenagos, who was born and raised in such a place, is naturally accustomed to unlimited enjoyment and indulgence.

In fact, his planeswalker spark was ignited during a group carnival with hundreds of people.

The reason is not like other planeswalkers, either they suddenly awaken in extremely dangerous situations, or they sense the existence of sparks through methods such as meditation, and then stimulate them bit by bit.

Just the opposite.

This guy was doing a healthy multi-person exercise with several naked women, and happened to reach the ultimate physical pleasure. As a result, sparks suddenly bloomed without warning in this almost ironic and joking situation.

To be honest, it is estimated that if you search the entire multiverse, it is unlikely that there is not another planeswalker who ignited sparks in this way.

This also means that the characteristics of his sparks are hugely different from other planeswalkers in terms of abilities.

Especially for the enhancement of spiritual magic, it is not inferior to Jace Belian at all.

It's just that the latter takes "quality", while Xenagos takes "quantity".

To put it in a simpler way, Jace's mental magic is more like strengthening a single individual, while Xenagos strengthens a group.

The Minotaur army under his command was built by Petros, a Skyborn craftsman in Theros space and time.

When this poor guy faced the planeswalker, he had no power to fight back at all. In an instant, he was mentally controlled and turned into the opponent's servant.

The biggest feature of that group of Minotaurs is that they have no sense of autonomy and are very, very easy to be controlled.

Xenagos used the power of his own spark to easily make every minotaur obey his orders.

At the same time, it is not as dull, stupid, and clumsy as constructs and undead creatures without intelligence, but it is really endowed with certain cognitive and thinking abilities.

This is very similar to Yawgmoth who created Shimmer Oil and Old Phyrexia.

Both managed to imbue personality, thinking, and cognition on a large scale without a soul.

Although there is also a spell in the transformation magic called [Construction Enlightenment], which can give constructs humanoid minds, the problem is that it is a nine-ring arcane magic and has no possibility of spreading in a wide range.

Just when Zuo Si was concentrating on analyzing the newly acquired spark ability, Xenagos, who had just completed an epic battle with hundreds of women, finally came over from a distance with a wine glass in hand, with an unfinished expression on his face. Asked: “My dear friend, why are you sitting here all alone?

Why not go make out with those passionate girls and enjoy this wonderful pleasure?

Is it because they don't suit your taste?

Or are you actually more interested in men?

It doesn't matter, just say it boldly and I can make special arrangements for you.

After all, if it weren't for the magic book you gave me, how could I have gained such powerful power just after becoming a god.

It may not be as good as the sun god Heliod yet, but it is not inferior to the pain god Pharica.

As more and more people are inclined to indulge in pleasure, my divine power will inevitably increase. "

As he spoke, the Satyr, who had just transformed from a planeswalker to a god, turned around and glanced at the wonderful scenery of a large tangle of white flowers not far away. He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Since mortals in Theros space-time have a tradition of believing in gods, he immediately had a large number of followers and believers after he successfully became a god.

At the carnival in front of us, there were not only satyrs, but also other races including humans. They were basically either handsome men or beautiful women, and young people accounted for more than 170% of them.

After all, youth means strong hormone secretion, and it is easiest to be immersed in physical pleasure and unable to extricate oneself.

The appearance of Xenagos just gave them an excuse to break the shackles of secular ethics and morals, and they could gather together openly and do what they wanted to do in the name of God.

Coupled with the rebellious mentality of hating the discipline of parents and elders, it is not surprising that such a situation will occur.

Of course, such a strategy that can only be formulated with a deep enough understanding of human nature and psychology is obviously not something that a guy from the chaotic camp can come up with.

To be precise, it was Zuo Si who was behind the plan and formulated a plan to rapidly expand his influence.

Otherwise, given this guy's character, he would probably continue to hide in the dark and engage in conspiracy until he was killed by the sun god Heliod or Elspeth.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't want this guy to die too early, but wanted to make the most of him to test the limits of the power of the gods in this world.

Thinking of this, he gently put down the wine glass in his hand and responded with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, I am not interested in this kind of uncontrolled indulgence and venting of desire.

Compared to this, I'm more curious about what you plan to do with the remaining arrowheads on your chest.

You must know that it contains the power of Nylea, the goddess of hunting.

Once touched by an external force, a violent energy reaction will immediately erupt, enough to tear a god's body to pieces or even kill him.

It's not very wise to keep something like this in your body. "

But Xenagos replied nonchalantly: “Let it stay there.

Because this is a medal for me, proving that I am smarter and more powerful than those arrogant gods.

What's more, I am a god now.

As the number of believers continues to increase, they will gain eternity and immortality, and even if they die, they can be resurrected again.

This is why the gods have been hostile to each other and hated each other for so many years, but no god has ever been able to truly destroy his opponent. "

"But there are always exceptions to everything, right? That arrow cluster is always a huge hidden danger, and all the gods who regard you as a usurper may take advantage of this."

Zuo Si issued a warning seriously.

Xenagos curled his lips with disdain: "Come on, my dear friend, you think too highly of those gods.

They have long since become very arrogant and stupid because of their absolute control over the entire world.

I would never think of using such despicable means.

Compared to such trivial matters, I care more about Nyx Divine Realm.

Since I successfully became a god, I already have a piece of territory in the world that only belongs to the gods.

I'm thinking about what I want to build it into. "

"Nitz Divine Realm..."

When Zuo Si heard this word, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Because in Theros, the entire world is actually divided into two parts.

One of them generally refers to the world where mortals live, and the other refers to the world where gods live, which is the famous Nyx Divine Realm.

The passage between the two is controlled by Crophons.

When needed, he will appear and close the passage so that the gods cannot come to the mortal world.

It can be said that the most important and valuable secret of this time and space is hidden in the Nyx Divine Realm.

But unfortunately Zuo Si couldn't easily enter it.

Because if Crophons was half as powerful as the rumors say, he would never allow a powerful enough planeswalker to enter.

"What, are you interested in Nyx Divine Realm? Do you want me to take you in to visit it?"

Xenagos obviously noticed something and took the initiative to invite.

The reason why he valued Zuo Si so much was that the latter helped him solve the biggest problem after becoming a god, which was how to keep from falling.

This is obviously not an easy task.

Because first of all, the inherent concepts need to be reversed, so that enough people believe that Xenagos is the god of pleasure, not an arrogant or liar.

As we all know, there are two things that are most difficult to do in the mortal world.

One is to make others willingly take money out of their pockets, and the other is to change a person's deep-rooted cognition.

And this matter obviously belongs to the latter.

Xenagos's original plan was to capture a large number of Skyborn creatures in this world after becoming a god, and then absorb their energy to sustain himself.

This is obviously not a long-term solution.

Anyone with any brain knows that doing this will almost 100% anger all the gods, and it is only a matter of time before they are beaten by a group of people.

So after seeing Zuo Si's ability, Xenagos wanted to capture him tightly so that he could continue to make suggestions for himself.

After all, the special abilities of planeswalkers determine that they rarely stay in one place for a long time, unless it is the hometown of their birth.

Once you feel that the time and space you are in now has no freshness and value, you will pick up the bucket and run away in a minute.

If it were back when he was still a planeswalker, Xenagos would certainly not care about such trivial matters. As long as he left a contact information, he could always find the other party's location.

But now that he has been bound to Theros, he has no way to travel through different time and space like before. He can only retain the other party by constantly showing goodwill.

Of course, Zuo Si knew what the god of pleasure was thinking, and immediately responded in a half-joking tone: "Let's forget it.

I am very sure that Crophons and other gods will not welcome me near Nyx.

Also, don’t expect me to stay in this world for a long time.

Because I am really busy and need to deal with a lot of things every day.

But don't worry, I'll arrange for someone else to take over. "

"Oh? Who is he?"

Xenagos touched his chin with a curious expression.

Zuo Si smiled pretending to be mysterious, then raised his hand and directly used his great devil authority to summon his subordinates.

In the blink of an eye, a Hell Fiend appeared out of thin air with the help of the earth card, and bowed gracefully with one hand on his chest.

"It is a great honor to serve you, the noble Prince of Hell, the only legal lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell."

"I think you know your mission, right?"

Zuo Si asked bluntly.

The devil nodded hurriedly and replied confidently: "Of course. My mission is to assist this great god of pleasure in expanding the number and influence of his followers, while at the same time weakening other gods by any means necessary. Don't worry, I once worked in a certain place. I have performed similar tasks on several planes and have sufficient experience in this area.”

"Of course I know you have experience, otherwise I wouldn't call you here specially. Remember, maximize your strengths and perform well. If your results are outstanding enough, I will consider changing you to a better position. "

Zuo Si drew a pie for his men very skillfully.

In his opinion, it is absolutely enough to have an experienced Pit Fiend as a counselor for Xenagos.

What's more, this Hell Fiend is different from ordinary ones.

He is not a general who commands the army in the traditional sense, but a real master of conspiracy. He single-handedly provoked a war among the gods in a certain plane. In the end, all the gods were there. Died in a tragic fight.

And the plane also completely fell into the control of the hell forces due to the infiltration of a large number of hybrid tieflings.

In order to get this talent, Zuo Si spent a lot of money, and now it can finally be put to use.

After hearing this promise, the Hell Fiend's eyes immediately began to shine, and he promised in a slightly excited tone: "I swear in the name of the Lord of Hell, I will not let you down."

"very good!"

Zuo Si showed a satisfied look, turned around and said to Xenagos: "Look, I have prepared the people for you. The next stage and script will all depend on your on-the-spot performance. I will come here often if I am free. Take a look."

"Well, it seems that's all."

Xenagos sighed with obvious reluctance.

But Zuo Si obviously didn't care about this guy's dissatisfaction. After saying goodbye politely, he immediately activated the power of sparks and disappeared.

He just walked off with his front foot. On the back foot, Xenagos cast his gaze on the Hell Demon. After looking up and down, he asked, "What's your name?"

"You can call me Alkins."

The Hell Fiend didn't even hesitate for a second before giving a pseudonym that he had never used before.

Of course, it is common sense for a creature from the outer plane to use a false name.

No devil or demon will reveal his true name.

That means that the person who knows this name can control themselves to a certain extent.

But Xenagos obviously didn't know this. He raised his chin slightly and continued to ask in a slightly arrogant tone: "So Alkins, tell me what exactly is the so-called experience you mentioned before?"

"I'm very sorry, great god of pleasure. This involves the secrets of Baator Hell. I can't reveal too much to you. But the result is that under my operation, an unprecedented war broke out among the gods of a certain plane. In the war, most of them perished in fighting among themselves.”

The Hell Fiend pretended to be mysterious and appetizing to the opponent.

"It sounds interesting. I'm interested in the details. Would you like to take a moment to talk about it?"

Xenagos's attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and his whole person became very excited.

Because his purpose of becoming a god is to cause trouble for the gods of Theros space and time, he is naturally particularly concerned about this kind of thing.

Alkins replied with a smile: "Of course, great god of pleasure, this is part of my job."

So, in the next hour or so, he told the story of the operation he planned in half-truths and half-false words, in which the most important details and information had been cleverly erased.

But even so, Xenagos was still deeply shocked.

Because he never thought that just by instigating conflicts between gods, he could make them kill each other.

Especially the way the devils first used conflicts between mortal believers as triggers to drag down all the gods behind them bit by bit was an eye-opener for him.

Behind every intensification of conflicts is a series of wonderful calculations and multiple levels of overt and covert confrontations.

Similarly, Xenagos also knew one of Zuo Si's identities, that is, the lord of the ninth level of Baator Hell, a being who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

At this moment, he finally understood why the other party was so calm from the beginning to the end, without taking the gods seriously at all.

But what Xenagos didn't know was that the Hell Fiend's mission was not entirely to help him.

Its real purpose is to try to provoke an all-out war between the gods of Theros and test how far their divine power can go.

And Xenagos was the bait thrown into the fish pond, the outcast thrown into the public eye to attract attention.

…

At the same time, far away on the Black Coast of the Kalimdor continent in Azeroth, a meeting to determine the future world pattern was being held in full swing.

As hosts, Malfurion and Tyrande were sitting side by side at the head of the long table.

Opposite them sat Calia and Jaina, who represented the alliance, and Kane Bloodhoof, the representative of the tauren.

Since there is no relationship between orcs and trolls, the atmosphere at the scene seems to be quite harmonious.

Especially the tauren, who had fought bravely in the past and had a simple and peaceful personality, were deeply trusted and loved by all forces.

After a brief exchange of greetings, Malfurion took the lead and said, "I believe you have all heard the news.

Just a few hours ago, the envoy of the Red Dragon Legion sent a bombshell message.

The unknown legions currently fighting the Burning Legion on Mount Hyjal are actually men of Thos, the God of Contract.

Their goal is to protect Azeroth from the Burning Legion, the Old Gods, and all other outside forces.

With this army here, there is basically no need to worry too much about the demons pouring out of the portal.

In other words, we can finally take a breather and have a good sleep without straining our nerves to prepare for war. "

"Thank God, it's finally over. If this tense atmosphere continues, I will probably collapse even if the soldiers don't."

Jaina was the first to hold her forehead and complain wildly.

After all, the battlefield on Mount Hyjal looks too scary.

Whether it was the damage caused by the weapons and magic used by both sides, or the horrific casualty rate, it was enough to cause any commander to suffer an instant cardiopulmonary arrest.

What's even more frightening is that this battle has been going on for a long time.

But neither side has the slightest intention of stopping when their troops are exhausted. They just keep sending soldiers to the front line to be consumed in the millstone of flesh and blood.

Kane Bloodhoof also sighed slightly: "Yes. This war is so terrible. Even I have been having nightmares recently. I can't imagine that once either side wins, they will turn their heads to Azeroth." Sri Lanka launches a full-scale invasion, how long can we sustain it with our small number of troops?"

“But fortunately, there was a relatively happy ending in the end.

The demons of the Burning Legion are currently blocked in Mount Hyjal and cannot get out.

As long as the legions of the great God of Contract remain, we can sit back and let life go on without any worries.

For this reason alone we should thank him, believe in him, and follow his guidance and teachings. "

With that said, Caliya took out the amulet with the holy symbol hanging around her neck and kissed it affectionately, with an extremely pious expression on her face.

"Belief……"

Tyrande was obviously aware of the young Queen of Lordaeron's reaction and understood what it meant.

As the priest of the moon god Elune, she undoubtedly has a negative attitude towards foreign gods like this.

But the problem is that judging from the current situation, it is absolutely certain that the God of Contract will become the mainstream belief in the eastern continent, and no force can reverse it.

It was only a matter of time before a large number of believers appeared on the continent of Kalimdor.

After all, the legends about the moon god Elune performing miracles or appearing in person have long been so ancient that they have become legends.

But what about Zuo Si, the God of Contract?

Anyone who takes a closer look at the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood on Mount Hyjal will involuntarily feel awe and admiration for it.

Not to mention the possibility of gaining magical power after faith.

The most important thing is that no one dares to truly prohibit civilians from believing in this god through coercive means.

Otherwise, the divine punishment falling from the sky is no joke.

This is what worries Tyrande the most.

She was very afraid that this new faith would spread within the night elves, which would lead to fewer and fewer people believing in Elune, and eventually its complete extinction.

What's more terrible is that once such a situation occurs, her leadership position established by relying on religious power will be shaken, or even driven out of office.

You must know that the identity of the religious leader is the most important reason why Tyrande can secure his current position.

The second most important thing is the identity of Malfurion's wife.

If possible, Tyrande actually hopes to maintain the foundation of the moon god Elune's faith through iron-fisted measures just like he did when he cleared out and expelled the upper elves.

But it's a pity that she really doesn't dare to do this now.

Because Zuo Si didn't even need to do it himself, as long as he deliberately opened a few small holes in the defense line of Mount Hyjal to let the demons rush out, the night elves would have to go around without a fight.

The dull Malfurion did not notice the strangeness of his wife, and continued to talk to himself: "Now that the crisis has been temporarily resolved, I think we can now disband and return to our own country and territory. But in order to prevent this from happening again in the future It’s too late to react to the situation, so I suggest it’s best to send envoys to each other to communicate, and at the same time sign a covenant to jointly protect Azeroth.”

"I agree!"

Jaina was the first to respond.

Although she is currently a member of the Alliance, she can represent both the magical kingdom of Dalaran and the naval power of Kul Tiras.

Seeing that her best friend had expressed her stance, Caliya followed closely and echoed: "I also think this is a good idea."

"With the full-scale invasion of the Burning Legion, it's time for all of Azeroth to unite and fight against the outside world."

Kane Bloodhoof also expressed his views.

After all, the huge portal towering over the Well of Eternity is so conspicuous that anyone who is not blind can see it from a long distance away.

And thousands of demons are pouring in from the other side.

Although it has been temporarily blocked, the strong sense of crisis will not disappear.

The old tauren chief felt that if this opportunity could be used to unite more people and forces, it would not be a bad thing.

Seeing that everyone here agreed, Malfurion's face as rough as tree bark showed a happy smile: "Very good!

Since there is no objection, we will formally finalize the establishment of an alliance to defend Azeroth.

We also have a foundation of mutual trust through the friendship we established during our previous resistance to the Legion's invasion.

And more races can be added in the future. "

"Wait! Do you mean that this alliance will expand in the future?" Caliya seemed to think of something and immediately interrupted.

Malfurion nodded slightly: "Yes, Her Majesty the Queen. After all, defending the homeland is the responsibility and obligation of every resident of Azeroth. As long as they are willing, they can naturally join in."

"What if they are outsiders? For example, undead natural disasters, orcs and ogres."

Jialiya asked a very pointed question directly.

“They are our common enemy, certainly not included.

Especially those dirty, filthy, bloodthirsty, and violent orcs are not qualified to survive and reproduce on our land.

This is also the second topic I want to talk about.

How to deal with the orcs who became minions of the Burning Legion in the war. "

When he said these words, anyone could feel the unforgettable hatred and disgust in Malfurion's tone and expression.

After all, the jungle demigod Cenarius who was killed by Grom Hellscream was the teacher who led him to the path of druidry, and he also played a great role in the War of the Ancients. It cannot be described as a mountain of gratitude. Too much.

But what's the result?

A group of bloodthirsty orcs rushed in and chopped him to death.

Therefore, Malfurion's attitude towards orcs has always been very bad, and he even wished he could turn into a bear and slap them all to death with one palm.

Caliya undoubtedly liked the Archdruid's clear-cut character of love and hate, and nodded with satisfaction: "This is exactly the result I want. This group of damn beasts first invaded the south of the Eastern Continent and created countless of killing and destruction, and later arrived on the continent of Kalimdor to burn, kill, and loot in Ashenvale. Now it’s time to settle the accounts.”

"I completely agree with your point of view. The evil deeds of the orcs must be punished, and they have to pay the price with their blood and lives."

Malfurion's words were categorical and there was a little room for negotiation.

"So how are you going to teach the orcs? I don't think those savage, rude, and bloodthirsty guys will just put down their weapons and wait for their fate." Jaina asked in an uncertain tone.

Since she has no experience fighting alongside Thrall, her current impression of the orcs is basically negative.

Malfurion replied in a tone as cold as winter: "If they are unwilling to accept the trial, then let them experience the most terrifying and destructive scene of nature."

"Are you planning to drive out all the orcs?"

Cairn Bloodhoof was obviously a little bit upset.

After all, he had been traveling with the orcs under Thrall for a while, and had received help from them, so he still had some feelings for them.

"No, we will not kill women or even children like the barbaric orcs, we will just clean up those executioners whose hands are stained with the blood of innocent people."

Malfurion solemnly stated his attitude.

As a druid, he does not shy away from killing, but he will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Instead, he has his own set of values.

Kane Bloodhoof immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard these words: "If that's the case, then I have no reason to object. But considering that Chief Thrall and his tribe have helped us, we will do this this time." Not participating anymore.”

"No problem, you don't need to participate in the disciplinary action against the orcs."

Malfurion agreed very reasonably.

Because the current night elves are not in the same situation as the original timeline, and they are not fighting with the remaining legion demons and undead natural disasters after Archimonde was killed. Many of their forces have been completely preserved.

Not to mention a mere group of orcs who had just crossed the sea and established a foothold in Azshara, even the arrival of the Scourge was in vain.

Because of their long lifespans, their ratio of spellcasters and elite warriors is frighteningly high. Both their personal quality and team coordination are far above humans or dwarves.

Coupled with natural allies including treants, chimeras, mountain giants, furbolgs and other natural allies, there are basically no obvious shortcomings.

"Thank you so much."

Cairne Bloodhoof stood up and bowed to this elder who had lived for more than ten thousand years.

However, compared to the kindness of the tauren, the humans who have a blood feud with the orcs are very direct.

Caliya promised without hesitation: "The Alliance will send at least 10,000 troops to join this operation to punish the orcs. We will provide air cover and a mage group of at least 200 people."

"We will also send at least 10,000 troops. By then, the total of 20,000 people will be enough to teach these savage and bloodthirsty monsters an impressive lesson, and then drive them to the most barren place to fend for themselves."

After saying that, Malfurion picked up a chess piece symbolizing military strength and gently placed it on Azshara's location on the map.

As long as you look carefully, you will find that the huge camp established by the orcs and their fishing and hunting activities are clearly marked on this map.

In the face of the druids' terrifying reconnaissance capabilities, Thrall and his new tribe had no secrets in every move they made.

In this way, under the negotiation between the leaders of the two camps, a military operation against the orcs was about to begin.

But what they didn't know was that at this moment, near the sea area near Azshara, the naval commander of Kul Tiras, Dai Lin, had already arrived here with a fully armed fleet.

Through the telescope, he could clearly see the orc fishermen driving dilapidated wooden boats to cast nets not far ahead, as well as the simple docks and plank roads built with wood on the side.

After a full two or three minutes, the old man, whose heart was filled with anger towards the entire orc race, put down his telescope and let out a blood-curdling sneer.

"Hahahaha! Damn green beasts! I finally found your hiding place!"

"Sir, those fishing boats will be within the range of the cannon in a while. Do you think you should sink them directly or use a more cruel method to ram them?" A middle-aged adjutant next to him had a cruel smile on his face. asked.

It is not difficult to see from the reaction that he also lost relatives or friends in the two wars against the invasion of the orcs, which is why he hates the orcs so much and longs to kill them all with his own hands.

In fact, most of the people on this battleship, from officers to sailors, were more or less influenced by the commander-in-chief.

This means that even if genocide is ordered, they will not hesitate to execute it, even if they kill underage children.

Because these people believe in the concept of revenge, tooth for tooth and blood for blood, they feel that if the orcs have done something to humans, humans naturally have the right to retaliate equally.

Dai Lin's eyes flashed with undisguised hatred, and she gave the order bluntly: "Of course, hit her!

I want to see with my own eyes these sworn enemies sink to the bottom of the sea bit by bit in panic and drown alive!

This is the power of revenge given to me by the great God of Contract!

Of course I'm going to enjoy it!

Go tell the soldiers that there is no need for sympathy for the orcs, and no need for any prisoners.

Only dead orcs are good orcs. "

"As you wish! Today, these ungrateful, bloodthirsty and cruel monsters will shed their blood in rivers."

Having said that, the adjutant happily went to convey instructions to other ships in the fleet.

After a while, all these warships lined up in formation, charging at the small fishing boats driven by the orcs on the sea in an extremely pleasing posture.

It has to be said that sailing battleships are truly the most beautiful of all types of ships.

Especially the streamlined hull coupled with the huge mast and canvas, the overall feeling is full of romanticism.

It's a pity that the orc fishermen couldn't feel even a little bit of romance at this moment. They only had endless fear. Each one of them started paddling like crazy, trying to escape from the attack range of the battleship.

"Hurry! Hurry up! Otherwise those humans will kill us and throw us into the sea."

"But this is already the fastest! We can't match each other's speed at all."

"Stop talking nonsense and jump off the ship. Maybe diving and swimming are our only hope of survival."

…

Several orc fishermen got into a fight over differences of opinion.

It has to be said that the orcs' shipbuilding technology is really not very good. It is basically a large bathtub with a single mast.

Being caught up in this situation is only natural.

When the warship rushed forward in the wind and waves, everyone on the small fishing boat was stunned, as if they were completely stupid, watching this behemoth crush it head-on.

Accompanied by the sound of the huge battleship's keel running over the small fishing boat, the orcs who were not in a hurry to dodge were immediately smashed in the head, flew up and fell into the sea, becoming a feast for carnivorous fish.

As for the fishing boat that looked like a large bathtub, it had already broken into several parts with a click.

Since this fishing ground was not far from the shore, the trolls on the lighthouse quickly noticed the sudden appearance of the Kul Tiran fleet on the sea level and hurriedly sounded the alarm.

In the blink of an eye, the fishermen and farmers living nearby rushed out with armors and weapons.

Just when they were about to ask what happened, a violent explosion in the distance echoed through the sky.

About ten or twenty seconds later, countless black spots fell from the sky, hitting the heads of these orc warriors like raindrops.

Anyone who is unlucky enough to be hit is basically killed on the spot, even screaming and wailing becomes a luxury, and the fatality rate is even more frightening.

Obviously, Dai Lin's fleet fired grape bullets this time, which were the most lethal to flesh and blood.

After the first round of design, the entire pier of the small fishing village had been plowed clean.

At a glance, there were mutilated short limbs and bloody internal organs everywhere. It was a completely hellish scene.

But if you think that's the end of it, you'd be wrong.

Dai Lin's hatred of orcs has reached the level of crazy paranoia.

After killing all the guards, he ordered the shelling of houses, docks and other buildings. After turning the village and the plank road into ruins, he turned around and left with satisfaction.

You must know that in order to obtain this opportunity, the naval commander of Kul Tiras worked hard in the eastern continent to do all kinds of heavy work for Zuo Si.

But it's all worth it!

In the next few days, this fleet repeatedly rammed and sank fishing boats along the coastline of Azshara, blowing up the docks, plank roads and guards to pieces.

You don't need to ask to know that he plans to use this method of blocking the port to prevent the orcs from getting enough food, and thereby put the other party into a starvation dilemma.

Then watch your enemies kill each other for a piece of bread or a piece of sausage.