Chapter 368: Prophet Viren
Admiral Odysseus took out his pipe, took a puff and then said slowly: "His Royal Highness Berval asked us to chase those goblins from the venture capital company, and then we chased and chased...... A storm took us off the enemy's tracks, but we were able to learn from the pirates of the South Seas about a few of the goblins......"
Vanessa frowned, listening and hearing that something was wrong, she had to ask out loud: "Uh...... I take the liberty of asking, where are you going? ”
"Tanaris!" Admiral Strong Man said with certainty.
Vanessa froze for a few seconds before she pointed to the south, "Tanaris? ...... That...... So, do you know what direction this is in? ”
"North!"
She hurriedly pointed to the north: "What about over there?" ”
"Nana!" The strong admiral looked confused, why did he ask so?
Vanessa seemed to have seen a ghost: "Big brother, you are going backwards!" For the sake of you who bought my Holy Light Voucher, we are also fellow countrymen, and I will help you once! I'm telling you, the direction I'm facing now is north, and the direction of my back is south! If you continue along the same route, you'll reach Darnassus of the Night Elves! Then further north is the northwind tundra of Northrend, and then through the Dragonbone Wilderness, you'll face the Gate of Damnation and slay the Icecrown Fortress! ”
The admiral was directly dumbfounded, he also vaguely felt that the itinerary of this way was wrong, but he really didn't expect it to be so wrong.
"Where's that Tanaris?"
"The southernmost corner of this continent, the southeast corner! No, you haven't answered me yet? Why did you land on this island, at this time? ”
The truth of the matter is embarrassing, this confused Mr. Admiral not only took a wrong course, but also crossed the continent of North Kalimdor without touching any land.
Farther west, he's about to enter the sea of mist!
Between the Kalimdor continent and the eastern continent is the Endless Sea, the west of the Kalimdor continent is the Sea of Mist, and the east of the East Continent is the Forbidden Sea, it is said that this Sea of Mist and the Forbidden Sea are connected, all the way to the west, sailing around the planet, the brave Mr. Admiral can theoretically return to the Storm Kingdom, but that is only a theory, no one knows what is going on on the back of Azeroth, the dragon does not know, the elves do not know, and even the guardian grandmother Egwene does not know.
There are many people who want to conquer that unknown area, but without exception they all fail.
If Admiral Odysseus continues to sail west, the chances of returning to the Eastern Continent alive are basically zero.
Luckily, before entering the Sea of Mist, the Draenei's ship crashed on the island of Myranny, which showed him the way, and the fleet landed with difficulty, and General Odysseus began his chicken-eating journey.
"In this case, don't worry about Tanaris, make a good record, put your charts and nautical diary in order, I'll go get you some supplies, and you better go back to Stormwind City!"
She directly gave the order as the marshal of the alliance, and General Odysseus was busy expressing his gratitude, he was not a fool, the road ahead was dark, and it was really dangerous to bring his soldiers to this unknown area.
It is a blessing in misfortune to meet an acquaintance this time, and it is still an acquaintance who has a good face in all parties, and next time I may not have such good luck.
Vanessa didn't mention that if she took him back alone, he wouldn't give up his soldiers and go back alone, this person was a little confused, but he was still quite popular with the military.
Grabbing a chicken from their camp chef, Vanessa continued on her way with the two Blood Elf leaders.
At this time, the island of Mystic Blood was still deserted, and the war between the Blood Elves and the Draenei was revolving around their ship, which crashed on the Isle of Mystic.
The previous raid by the Draenei was very violent, and the ship was quickly activated.
The raid caught the Blood Elves off guard, but the actual number of Blood Elves still had the upper hand.
Vanessa can stealth, Archmage Roman has stealth spells, Lotherma. Not to mention Theron, as long as Ming Huanghuang walked in, as long as he didn't attack too violently, no one would notice him at all.
The three of them entered the spaceship and were then captivated by the fierce battle scenes.
"It's the Flame Eagle Force!" The two Blood Elf leaders instantly saw where these people came from.
The Blood Elf Flame Eagle force is only seven or eight hundred, the population of the Draenei is even smaller, their civilians and large forces are still in the outer realms, and the number of warriors who have crashed into Azeroth with this spaceship named Essoda is less than five hundred.
It can't be compared with a battle scene of tens of thousands or tens of thousands of people like Lordaeron, but if you want to say that they are fighting in the countryside, it is a bit against their will, and they are still very powerful in fighting!
The forcible metaphor is a bit like the scene of the Jianghu sect snatching a certain martial arts treasure, and then the heads of the two sides are fighting with their disciples.
All kinds of light and shadow, all kinds of sophisticated weapons cut each other, and any warrior who is pulled out and placed in the human kingdom is the best, and the only disadvantage is that the number is too small.
The Blood Elves are on the attack, and the Draenei side itself has a small number of people, and now it is basically maintaining a defensive position.
"Two of you go and convince the Flame Eagle troops, I'll go find Tyrande."
"Good! Trouble Your Highness. ”
The two sides separated, and Vanessa first walked around the extremely messy spaceship.
The ship crashed badly, and with her scientific knowledge she didn't find anything good, she couldn't help it, even if she threw a faster-than-light curvature engine in front of her, she didn't recognize.
Thick smoke billowed out, there were many scorch marks from the magic force at the scene, and the corpses of some soldiers on both sides could be seen from time to time.
Vanessa didn't delay too much and quickly found Tyrande.
Tyrande was not idle, she and the leader of the Draenei, the prophet Viren, joined forces to prop up a defensive barrier, in which more than eighty wounded soldiers lay and more than a dozen Draenei who were like priests to restore mana in the barrier.
"Vanessa, let me introduce you, this is the prophet of the Draenei, Lord Viren."
"Your Excellency the Prophet, this is Hope Hope, the regent of the human kingdom of Lordaeron. Vanessa. Struiy. Her Highness Minethir, a leader of the Alliance, has been a vital ally of our Night Elves. ”
The Prophet Viren is very old, a veritable immortal, and Tyrande's age of more than 10,000 years is also a child in his eyes, because he has lived for twenty-five thousand years!
The energy in his body is extremely obscure, but it is also a manifestation of holy light, but it is different from the forms of moonlight and daylight in Azeroth, and it is also different from the holy light that is supported by virtue of old Fortin, it is more like an use of energy, just like arcane arts, just like the force of nature, you don't need those virtues, only believe in the holy light, you can use the holy light.