Further west on the shores of Lordamere HB, long canyons stretch out towards the denser forests of Dawn Island.

Looking down at the densely wooded canyon from above, you can see a team of fishmen passing through it. This team of nine fish-men is composed of Moqi, Anvina, Urluer, and the elite group of six.

As they traversed the woodland, the expressions of the nine fish-men were also different. Anvena is curious about everything; Wulu'er's expression is slightly anxious, and she always overreacts to the wind and grass in the woods; As for the six fish-man elites, they are 10,000 years of demented expressions. Overall, the expressions of these fish-people are quite relaxed.

In contrast, Mochi's expression was much more painful, and some small insect of the order Diptera burrowed into Mochi's eyes one after another. While these bugs don't cause any real damage, they do cause a lot of trouble for fish-people like Mochi, who have very large eyes.

But why don't these bugs burrow into the eyes of other fishmen? Mochi really couldn't figure it out. Looking back at Avena, the white fish-man in the lake-blue cloak was always so graceful and calm.

"These days, even insects look at their faces! I can't live anymore......" Mochi muttered dissatisfied.

Anvina met Mochi's gaze, and she asked with some surprise, "Mr. Mochi, why are you crying?" ”

"Nothing...... It's just that I remembered some sad past. Mochi explained with a pretending to be light-hearted, wiping the tears from his cheeks with his knuckles very casually.

"But why are your tears black?"

Mo Qi suddenly felt that it was really difficult to communicate with these low-level fishmen.

If he has a chance, he still has to get to know more blood elf girls. In this cold and cruel world, I am afraid that only the beautiful and white-skinned blood elves can bring true comfort to Moqi.

After about two hours of walking, the group reached the end of the forest, where there were traces of artificial cultivation at the edge of the forest—although most of the fields had been abandoned, there were still neatly planted green seedlings in the few fields.

Continuing through the fields, Mochi and the others saw several abandoned windmills and barns.

All signs are that the place is dilapidated, but there are still some people living here.

Looking beyond the barn next to the barn, the outline of a human town became clear - there were no buildings with more than two floors, and most of the houses in the iron fence were small brick and wood houses. Above these houses, a magical barrier resembling a purple glass cover enveloped the town.

"It's this barrier...... "There was a look of envy in Wulu'er's eyes when she saw the magic barrier, "With the castle and the cannon, plus this magical barrier, our home will be indestructible." ”

Mochi never believed that any fortress could be impregnable, because it was the garrison inside that made the fortress defensive, and the garrison of any race would always have its own fundamental weaknesses. As long as this weakness exists, there is no fortress that cannot contribute.

"Look ......over there, Mr. Mooch," Anvena pointed to the gate of the town.

Following Avena's finger, Moqi spotted a strange creature made of elemental power, the Elemental Minions. Moqi was no stranger to these creatures whose bodies were made of pure strength. Like the demons, they come from another plane, and the elemental forms we see in Azerothar are basically projections of them, while their true essence stays on the elemental plane. And most of the time, these elemental creatures are summoned to this world by magicians.

The discovery of these elemental minions means that there are mages in the town. And as Mo Qi and his party approached, the elemental minions that appeared in the field of vision became more and more. These seventeenth-level or so elemental minions guarded almost all the entrances to the town.

"What do we do now?" Anvena and the elite fishmen asked with blank faces.

Mochi looked at Uluer with the same question.

"See what I'm doing? If I had a good idea, I would have gone in and investigated. Wu Lu'er said confidently.

Sure enough, these fish-man allies are still unreliable, and at the critical moment, Mo Qi still has to figure out his own way.

"Since there is a vegetable field outside, it means that they still need to get food and supplies from the outside world. Then let's wait, they will always have someone to come out......" Combined with what he had just seen, Mo Qi came up with his own idea after reasoning.

"Well, as I thought, just do it......" The fishmen nodded shamelessly in agreement.

So, the fishmen waited in the jungle for another hour.

Just when Mochi was about to be driven crazy by the kind of little worm that specializes in drilling eyes, a young man who looked like a mage's apprentice finally walked out of the barrier.

And this guy in a mage's robe appeared at the edge of the barrier out of thin air. He was carrying a shovel in his hand and seemed to be about to walk in the direction of the vegetable patch.

Moqi waved his hand, and a group of vicious fishmen followed.

Follow the apprentice all the way to the field, who seems to be planning to apply fertilizer to the seedlings. Taking advantage of the other party's work, Mo Qi quietly touched it and pressed the tip of the wooden spear against the waist of the mage's apprentice.

The apprentice seemed to be quite sensitive and timid, and before the fish-man could shout the ancient war cry "For the clams", he threw the shovel on the ground and said tremblingly, "Heroes of the Forsaken, please don't kill me!" I'm just a farmer ......."

"Anvina, tell him - if you want to live, answer our questions honestly." Mochi said.

"Okay...... That one...... Hello, Mr. Mage, my friend wants me to tell you that if you want to live, answer our questions honestly. Anvena hesitated for a moment, then translated Mochi's question in very polite terms.

Mo Qi said in his heart: "Are you doing hair? We're interrogating the enemy, okay? Why are you so polite? He would love to find someone else to translate, but unfortunately, Moch only knew Anvina, a person who could speak both the language of the fish and the lingua franca.

"Ahh Taking advantage of Moqi's distraction, the mage apprentice turned to look at it, and said with a somewhat relaxed expression, "It really scared me to death, I thought you were the army of the Forsaken......"

Seeing that the other party was not afraid of himself, Mo Qi stabbed the apprentice's waist with the tip of the spear, although it did not cause substantial damage, but it did have a deterrent effect-

"Ahh

Afraid of Anvina's soft-heartedness, Mochi deliberately persuaded him: "Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself...... Be sure to ask in a tougher tone. ”

Anvina sighed: "Understood......"

So, through Anvina's translation, Mochi succeeded in getting useful information from the apprentice's mouth-

As Mochi knows, the town protected by the magical barrier is called Ambermere, and it was once sheltered by the archmage Atharik. With Archmage Attarec slain by the Banshee King's army, the method of creating a magical barrier was lost, and Ambermir was once reduced to a dead city in the Forsaken realm.

And just recently, that has changed.

A mage named Prin Finca has regained his grasp of how to create a magical barrier. Of course, this young Prin-Finga was actually only an apprentice of Archmage Atarik, and he was nowhere near the level of an archmage in terms of magical knowledge and strength. In the past few years, Prin-Finga has only paid lip service to the desire to 'restore Ambermill', but has not really put it into action.

Until one day his wife, Elena, was annoyed by the dreams he had been talking about all day, and Elena confronted Prin Finga: "Since you think of recovering Ambermir every day, why don't you put your ideas into practice?" ”

Prin Finga replied, "But I'm just an apprentice, how can I achieve such a complex space spell? ”

His wife said, "All archmages are apprentices at first, and all spells are created by people, so if they can study such spells, why can't you?" ”

Following his wife's advice, Purin-Finga began several years of research and practice. After a lot of literature research and trial and error with spells, Prin Finga was amazed to find that he had succeeded, and he had succeeded in researching how to set up a magical barrier.

At his persuasion, he led the mages near the Dalaran Pit to reoccupy Ambermere, where he re-established the magical barrier.

After listening to the apprentice's narration, Mo Qi had to say - sure enough, behind every successful man, there will be a simple and rough woman.