"The Burning Legion descends on Azeroth?"

"Yes, that world is connected to us, and through the Dark Gate, demons can travel between the two planets at will. We must stop the Burning Legion from invading Azeroth, just as the army of Azeroth came to our aid. ”

Shattrath, the Dome of Light, gathered more than three thousand draenei and blood elves, who sat separately on either side, discussing what had happened on the island of Dennis in Azerosquil. For the Blood Elves, it was their home, and they desperately longed for the Naru's to lend a helping hand and save their home. And for the Draenei, that place was a little unfamiliar. It is only known that the demon lord Kilgardan is likely to come to this world through a place called Sunwell Heights on the island of Quildenis.

The Burning Legion is the enemy of the Light, and the Draenei must fight to stop the demons from descending on the world. This is the consensus of the two. It's just that how to send troops and how to send them has become the focus of debate between the two. At the very least, the two rival camps of Odor and the astrologers would not come together so easily.

"Right now, the high-ranking officers of the Alliance are in the city, and Ares' opinion wants us to help him activate the Storm Battleship and travel to Azeroth to support the Blood Elves in their fight against demons. Your opinion? ”

Despite the previous quarrel with Ares, the Grand General Tirasalan still clearly conveyed Ares's words. After all, in the face of the enemy of doom, all past personal grievances should be put aside.

"Starting the Storm Battleship is not an easy task, as far as I know, it has run out of fuel, and without energy, the ship cannot be started."

Draenei Paladin Fabrek stood up and expressed his opinion.

"That's why Ares turned to us. Brothers, sisters, I know that you do not have a good impression of this man, who colluded with Illidan and with our mortal enemy. But he also helped us eradicate the demons of the Outlands, and now, with the Burning Legion resurrected, we must help him, help the Alliance, and help ourselves. ”

Tirasalan exclaimed. Although Alda, the leader of Naru in the center of the Dome of Light, did not say a word, but it expressed its affirmation of the Draenei General with pure holy energy flowing into Tirasalam's body.

"Help him, yes, of course. But I don't want Illidan to be on the fold. ”

A Draenei priestess said dissatisfiedly.

"Illidan has returned to the Dark Temple."

Tira Salan returned calmly, and there was silence on the field.

"We can help the Alliance launch the ship, which was our ship in the first place. But energy, yes, is here today to solicit your ideas and suggestions. We need energy, restart that ship. ”

Seeing the scene silent for a while, the general Tirasalan continued. He carefully presided over the progress of the meeting, taking into account the feelings of the Odore camp, the astrologer camp, and the Naru clan. All three share a common enemy, and the Naru clan is a source of strength for both.

"With oil sent by dwarves and humans? That's the most consistent fuel in the entire Outlands. ”

The leader of the astrologers, Volettal, proposed.

"That thing is okay to supply the city's daily energy needs, but it's not enough to supply an entire spaceship."

Cooper, the Draenei technician, replied.

……

Coalition temporary camp.

"Ares, Varian, we've done a detailed discussion and analysis of the activation of the Storm Fortress in earnest. We're sorry, but Shattrath is willing to help, but Storm Fortress's activation energy is an unsolvable problem. Alas......"

After the meeting in the Dome of Light, Tirassalan approached Ares and Varian and told the two Alliance leaders in detail about the process and outcome of the meeting. Varian calmly accepted the reality, he had expected such an outcome. A giant spaceship requires a huge amount of energy to start, and there is no fuel that can continue to supply the entire ship. Ares's idea is good, but it is extremely difficult to act.

But Ares was still reluctant to give up.

"There's not enough oil, right?"

Facing the sad face of General Delaney, Ares asked calmly.

"It's not a matter of not enough, it's that the initial energy value is not reached. Stormkeep is a giant ship that requires a massive burst of energy to restart in an instant, allowing it to lift it off the ground and away from the gravity of the shattered planet of the Outlands. Secondly, like you said, it's true that oil is a good fuel, but astronautics is not as good as land, it consumes energy every hour of every day, and even if all six satellite modules are filled with oil, they won't last long. Astrologers have calculated that the distance between the two planets is actually very far. It's not as easy to ...... as you think."

Tirassalan then replied.

"And how did you get to Draenor from the depths of the universe in the first place?"

Ares asks the ultimate question. This is a bold question about the Draenei interstellar technology.

"Crystal Storage."

Tirasalan said. He was amazed at how the human knight in front of him knew the history of his race? No one seemed to tell him......

"So why can't we use it again? Use crystal energy to start your ship and provide the energy you need to sail? ”

Ares asked unwillingly.

"It would take hundreds of years of preparation, Ares, hundreds of years of recharging, compressing the energy into a tiny area and sealing it in the crystal tower to use the ship's energy. And now, even if it's just from the Outlands to Azeroth, it takes three years to recharge the crystals inside the Storm Battleship. ”

"We don't have that time."

"I know ......"

Tirassalan replied.

"Accept it, brother, we'll find a better way to save Azeroth, but for now, you and I must go back, back to Stormwind, and from there sail north. Or maybe you want to get to Quell Dennis Island with Windranger through the mage's portal first. ”

After General Delaney finished speaking, Varian turned around, patted Ares on the shoulder, and said with a sigh.

……

"Alright, boy, don't think about it anymore, I said earlier, your plan won't come true. With such a huge spaceship, even if all the dwarves in Ironforge were busy, they might not be able to activate it. We can't do it with our people. ”

During the night, the dwarven warrior Arrin found Ares to "talk". The best friend he met at the Sadol Bridge had been listening to his advice in the past. But this time it really didn't work, he knew that Storm Fortress was like this. When Ares first uttered such a plan, he thought it was a fantasy.

"We can't do it. But I know who can do it. ”

Holding the bottle, Ares said melancholy.

"Who?"

Arrin asked casually, sipping a fine wine.

"Naru."

"You mean the golden blob of light floating around the city?"

Arrin gulped down his drink and turned his head to ask.

"Yes, that's them. But I know that it will require their dedication and sacrifice...... Brother, you know that paladins should abide by the teachings and not have exploits and conspiracies. However, in this matter, I felt lost. In fact, as soon as the idea came to me, I knew that the only people in the entire Outlands who could activate the Storm Fortress were the Naru. However, this requires them to release all the light and heat in their bodies and dedicate it to provide energy to the ship, but we can't ask anyone else to do that. Nor can they use any means to achieve their own ends, which is not in line with the teachings of the paladin......"

Ares sighed.

"Did you mention it to anyone?"

Yarlin asked nervously. He knew that his fellow was not joking.

"No, I can't mention it. They can only be left to pick up their own ...... But...... It's hard. ”

Picking up the bottle, Ares drank the warm wine inside, his face once again showing that hesitant and tangled expression.