It can make the orcs eat happily, and the luncheon meat can naturally conquer the appetite of the foxes.

"Well, it's delicious! It's delicious! Would you like to eat some? I ate very little, and I ...... "Mirla was kind-hearted, with big ears flickering, worried that it was Vanessa's rations, and wanted to give her a little.

"Don't, I ate it when I went out...... Hurry up and eat, stop talking! And here's more. In order to stop the chatter, Vanessa took out two more cans of Spam.

The little fox is not big, she eats a lot, she eats two cans in a row, and the third can can actually be eaten, but she wants to bring it back to the clansmen.

The two alpacas were pulling the cart, and they knew the way on their own, and in some respects, they even had a better sense of direction than the little fox man, and they didn't need to catch the car at all.

After eating Vanessa's good things, Mirla's attitude became much kinder.

She asks the question she is most concerned about: "Where are you from?" Why in the sea? ”

She asked, adding a canned box of luncheon meat, and the little soup in it was delicious.

"Well, I'm from a distant eastern country, my territory is very large, and I have many people, as long as you send me two thousand gold coins, I ...... No, no, no, you just remember that I'm from the East! ”

Vanessa's consciousness was a little trance-like, and she almost told me, King Lordaeron, about beating money.

Looking at the tatters of this car, you can know that the fox people are all poor ghosts, and they basically have no survival skills except for selling cuteness......

Mirla was holding the empty can, her face unbelievable.

Vanessa's strength was barely recovering, and she tried to teleport back to the Moonlight Glade, but the spell failed twice in a row.

"What's the situation? ...... "She took a closer look at her surroundings and saw that the air was full of arcane energy, like a dense web, covering a vast area from the beach to the mountains at the end of the line.

"You're here for the Troll Empire of Zandalara?" She asked the little fox man.

Hearing Vanessa's question, Mirla's face was full of confusion: "What? Darla? ”

"Who's in charge of this land? Who has the most influence here? By the way, have you ever seen an outsider? Except for me. ”

The little fox man saw that she took the initiative to chat with her, not to mention how happy she was, and her big watery eyes were full of excitement: "Here, all the way to the edge of the desert, all the way to the other side of the sea, all the way to the end of the mountain is the territory of the snake people, we fox people hate snake people the most, but we are very weak, they have to take away the iron tools we have worked hard to pick up every year, and then they want our food......"

She said for a while, and Vanessa thought with a frown.

The fox man's language is a little lacking, and the little fox man is also young, so she can't make sense when she speaks, but she probably understands it.

The little fox man didn't know how much land she had under her feet, and she hadn't seen outsiders, she only knew that the fox man was bullied by the snake man, and the biggest building she had ever seen was the snake man's temple, and she didn't know if there were any bigger tribes outside the snake man.

Vanessa now needs to recuperate, and she speculates that she has arrived on the territory of the Troll Empire of Zandalara.

Zandalar is very strong, the ancient troll empire, the country of gold, and its comprehensive strength is not inferior to that of the night elves of the same period.

The Zandalar trolls have warriors, mages, and they even have paladins, shamans, priests, and a whole host of other professions.

There are powerful armies on land, and there are many warships on the sea, and their seafaring skills are fifty years ahead of the human nation, and all kinds of knowledge, secret arts, and inheritances are there, this is a truly powerful race.

The essence of the troll clan is all in Zandalara, and the snake people are only a relatively large tribe under the rule of the Zandalar trolls here, and it is not surprising that the fox people have not heard of Zandalara, and most people have not heard of them either......

If Vanessa read it correctly, this large island is shrouded in magic, or the magic of trolls, which is not exactly the same as the current mainstream elven magic in Azeroth, and it really takes a little time for her to get out.

She immediately took the caravan of the little fox man Mirla and made a bumpy ride all the way to the gathering place of their fox people.

The fox people are really a weak chicken race, and the whole race adds up to more than 1,500 people, and these 1,500 people are still scattered in several places, because there is too little food in the wild, and they have to be scattered to pick up the rags.

At the gathering place of the fox people, Vanessa finally saw their leader, a male fox man who also looked young, Kiro.

Knowing the truth, Vanessa did not take the can again, but talked to the fox leader around the campfire.

"Outlanders, as long as the people who come to the fox gathering place are our friends, we will do our best to protect you, if the enemy is too strong..... Then we ...... too" When Kiro came up, he opened the skylight and said something bright, which was a bit direct, but not disgusted, how much power to say how big, if he patted his chest and promised, Vanessa still didn't believe it.

"Don't worry, um......" Vanessa hesitated.

Next came the Cataclysm, which, in her opinion, could not be stopped, and the elemental power absorbed by Deathwing was too strong, and although he was insane, his power was still far higher than the limits of the Guardian Dragons and Guardians.

Deathwing, who frantically absorbed the power of the elements, seemed to her to be no less than Kil'Gardan and Akmund.

This is also the reason why the Dragon Legion of the original time and space used the soul of the dragon, relying on everyone to go side by side and no longer be able to defeat Deathwing.

Now that Deathwing has had one of her claws cut off by Vanessa, it's hard to say whether he chooses to flip the table and destroy the world, or whether he chooses to continue to hibernate, Vanessa leans towards the former, and the cataclysm will come soon.

Deathwing will wreak havoc on the entire landscape of Azeroth, and the continent is fine, but these islands on the sea are the most dangerous.

"Chief Kiro, do you know how big this land is beneath your feet? I calculated that it is about the size of my country, which is 2,800 years old. ”

The little fox man Mirla had been listening to their conversation, and at this time she couldn't help but exclaim: "Do you have such an age? More than 2,000 years old...... No wonder you grow so tall...... Is there anyone higher than you among your people? ”

Kiro couldn't help but slap Mirra on the back of the head, and Vanessa smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Despite your hostility and misunderstanding, I would like to say that the calamity is coming, but it is not because of me, nor is it the calamity I have brought to the fox people. A catastrophe that shatters the heavens and the earth will envelop all of Azeroth. What the? What is Azeroth? ...... It's a notion that's not easy to explain, it's a world a thousand times larger than the area under your feet, a mad guardian dragon......"