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-Lord of Azeroth (Flagship of the Iron Fleet) -

"Hmph, that's what you've found in the abyss of Vaskil! I'm afraid this weak and powerless appearance can't even tear apart the paper, let alone the weak scum garbage of the Alliance! Zeke's supervising army, who still has the expression of all the heroes in the world as scum, insists on carrying out a so-called "surprise inspection" of the entire giant ship, and this stupid behavior of still calculating others in an emergency has successfully laid a fatal foreshadowing for the tragic end of the steel fleet being buried at the bottom of the sea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Please don't be so mean, Lord Overseer! These little creatures have an appetite as endless as their desire to reproduce, and if left unchecked, they will devour everything they encounter in just a few minutes..."The sailors in charge of domesticating them shuddered as the lieutenant briefly introduced them, these little fish that were harmless to humans and animals in a fish tank were the most terrible nightmare of their lives.

"You just said that they eat everything, so does that also include the battleship under their feet?! … Hum! What a hopeless bunch of idiots! Do you want to ruin the pride of the Great Chief! …”

"You don't have to worry about that, my lord, though they are driven by hunger to eat everything, even if the hard steel is turned to scraps under their iron teeth, I assure you that nature has left them with a fatal weakness in the creation of these little creatures..."Although this immortal fool continues to taunt and provoke the full crew of the Iron Fleet, it is only his last show for the lieutenant who regards him as a dead man.

“… Please take a look at this, this is a hormone extracted from a special barnacle, even if it is diluted countless times and killed it all, it only takes a drop, and we have equipped the steel battleship with this special barnacle before the entire fleet departs, and the small number of them will definitely not affect the normal performance of the battleship..."

"And these little guys will be affected by hormones now, but with a little influence they can turn into bloodthirsty and brutal terrifying creatures..."The adjutant's words were rudely interrupted by the prison guard, who had been trying to find fault here.

“… So what do you think can do to turn them back into bloodthirsty and brutal horror creatures?! Hum! I'm wasting my precious time just to listen to you boast about a bunch of useless rubbish, is that all you idiots adrift on the sea have so little ability, or do you have some ulterior motives in the dark! …”

The arrogant and ignorant Zeko overseers provoked the expressionless adjutant, while his minions gloated and mocked at each other, but they did not notice the increasingly cold eyes of the adjutant and the sailors slowly approaching behind them.

"Not really, all you need to wake up these little ones is blood-stained food, but the food specially prepared for them has been exhausted! …”

"Humph! What a perfect excuse! … Then why don't you prepare yet! The adjutant's emotionless tone made the prison guard feel a faint sense of fear, but for the sake of face, he still expressed the doubts in his heart.

"It's true that we were overlooked, but it's not a problem anymore! …”

"What does that mean! … You! Before he could finish speaking, Zeko suddenly felt an unbearable tingling pain in his abdomen, and then he saw the cruel smile of his lieutenant as he felt his life pass quickly, and his men were also kicked into a pool of blood by the enraged sailors.

"Isn't it now! …”

The ruthless adjutant slowly pulled out the blade that had pierced Zeko's body in the disbelief of the Zeko Supervisor's eyes, and in the meantime he gently patted the opponent's almost distorted pale cheek with a smile on his face, and then the dying Overseer was pushed into the abyss of death, leaving only the lieutenant who elegantly wiped the saber and a group of elated sailors.

"As you can see, Lord Overseer fell into the cultivation pool of the deep-sea blood carp by himself, and his subordinates insisted on going down despite our dissuasion...", the adjutant who regained his gentle smile explained comfortably after looking at the fierce scene in the pool, like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

"What you say is what we see! …”

"It's as simple as that... My brothers... Now, on the orders of Admiral Decarry, release these little ones to me! …”

"But! … My lord... The underwater defense in the sea is not yet complete! …”

"There's no time, just before I came here, there was news from Colonel Chloe's side, that the so-called rebel army had put them in a fierce white-knuckle battle, but this group of lowly ants did not take any advantage from the steel fleet, and the wolf pack led by the male lion on the opposite side can be said to be more and more courageous, and we can't get the slightest reinforcement from this white-hot battle..."

“… As far as I know, the madwoman's fleet is heading here, so the Admiral ordered us to start the plan immediately..."

"You mean Kurtilas..."

"Yes, but it seems to me that this is just a small wave! The navy of Kurtilas seems to be extremely powerful, but they are only our defeated men, and the foolish men who came to overthrow their chiefs under the slogan of the tribe have no trouble dealing with this weak group of traitors..."

"Even if it's all the fools and the despicable Alliance, you just have to remember that you are Garrosh. Hell's Roaring Elite! Under the light and protection of the Great Chief, we will be invincible! The lieutenant's roar was cheered on by all the sailors present, and the thoughts above the orcs carried by the hell's roar had brought them to the brink of destruction.

"The withdrawal of the underwater operations team has been completely withdrawn, and I still have to go to the lower level of the battleship to supervise the work of the group of lazy people, so the next battle is up to you, and you must give that group of fools who are not self-sufficient a grand 'gift'..."

"Oh, what a surprise! I can't imagine that this group of fools still has such hole cards..."The ethereal spirit officer in military uniform looked at the so-called purebred orcs in the picture with great interest, and judging from the respectful attitude of the surrounding ethereal spirits towards him, his identity should be a high-ranking general.

"That's right, but it's not beyond our expectations, these bloodthirsty little things can just be used as food for blood orbs..."The leader of Sarein, who talks and laughs with the Ethereal General, is also a pampered existence, and in the enchantment behind him, several powerful Blood Hidden Magisters are making the final charge for a small blood ball surrounded by blood.

"You're so confident, Syris, and while cleaning up those annoying sea snakes is one of our main tasks, these horrible little monsters seem to me to be even more difficult to deal with! The slightly surprised general looked at the red mist that was spreading wildly in the sea, and the gluttonous appearance of these little guys who had left nothing behind made him nervous for the first time.

"Don't worry, Garret, everything is under our control, for the powerful power of the Blood Orb, this group of scum standing in the way is just an appetizing dessert, and the group of orcs who don't know the height of the sky can be the main course of this feast..."The calm Blood Earl answered his old friend's question while carefully studying the Blood Orb in front of him, the scarlet blood on the surface of the Orb was surging and circulating rapidly.

"I'm relieved, so isn't it time to get rid of those uninvited little guys? …”

"As you wish, my friend..."

"Pass my order, start executing the scavenger plan...", with the order of General Garret, the hatch that blocked the contact between the blood orb and the outside world was slowly opened, and then the messenger symbolizing death began to gradually float out of the submarine under the guidance of the spell.

"It's now! After guiding him to a safe distance, most of the magus decisively severed the connection with the orb, and the blood orb, which was not guided by a spell, immediately entered a state of rampage.

The sudden burst of blood orb turned into a tyrannical and vicious crimson vortex, and it began to desperately drain and suck out the vitality of the surrounding creatures, and the first to bear the brunt was the school of deadly fish rushing towards the alliance fleet, this group of little guys who like to devour the sky and the sun never thought that they would usher in the fate of extinction today.

A faint line of blood began to appear on the body of the blood eel swimming in the front, and as it got closer to the whirlpool, the blood line became thicker and more red, and finally the speed became slower, and it finally lost the last trace of swimming strength, and the originally bright and dazzling blood-red fish scales and hideous eyes were slowly losing the color of life.

Endless blood lines gradually converged into the blood-colored vortex like an abyss, and the red mist that was still rampant and domineering before began to sink to the bottom of the sea like pure snowflakes, but these so-called "snowflakes" are composed of the remains of strange fish that are terrifying in death, and this group of terrifying strange fish that once ate everything will eventually become nutrients for nature to give birth to new life.

Admiral Decari's special surprise for the Alliance turned out to be an unsightly rain scene in the sea, and for the hungry Death Vortex it was only just full, so it was still not satisfied with its eyes on the steel monsters on the sea, and thus the prologue of the Doomsday Opera belonging to the Iron Tribe was grandly opened.

The dense blood line made the stunned General Garrett feel his scalp tingle, and even a brave and fearless warrior like him felt powerless in such a scene. And the ethereal soldiers around him were not much better than him, and they were silently alerting the Celein Magister in the circle with the eyes of "Are these blood-sucking bats such monsters?"

"May you not use such a look, my friend, we have taken this into account when Salein was reborn, the world's hostility towards us has existed since the birth of the undead, and even now there are still many tribesmen secretly watching out for the alleged conspiracy of the Dark Queen..."

"Now that our participation has made the Forsaken's situation even more difficult, we have decided to defend the glory of Sylvanas to the death, even if we will never be recognized by the tribe if we are guilty, as long as the people of the Undercity recognize us as one of them..."

"So, it seems that we will be enemies after this battle? The faint sadness in the old friend's tone made General Garrett feel a sense of loss, and he definitely didn't want to meet his friend on the battlefield because he valued friendship.

"Don't say that, Garret, even the Death Knight who angered the Queen several times didn't get her forgiveness in the end, maybe we can maintain our friendship outside of the camp like Thassarian and Kurdila..."

"It's the best, but I'm surprised that the Dark Queen, who has always been decisive in killing, will finally forgive his crimes..."

"Probably someone dissuaded her, and the people who dissuaded her said something she had to listen to..."

"Perhaps, now can you tell me how this thing can stop... And it's supposed to be firmly under your control, right? Although he was convinced of his old friend's strength, the whirlpool outside that was still frantically sucking on life still made General Garrett worry about the coalition forces that were fighting fiercely and bloodily against the enemy.

"Don't worry, my old friend, this is just a small orb, and we have already joined the life marks of all races in the alliance except the orcs at the time of production, and these living life marks can ensure that the blood orb can perfectly identify the difference between the owner and the prey, and how it can quickly and effectively assist the warriors of the alliance to achieve victory..."

"As for how to stop this thing, I can say that these magisters are monitoring the whole process, as long as there is any uncontrollable phenomenon, they will forcibly stop the operation of the blood orb, and the blood orb generally stops working as soon as it fills the stomach, and the vitality that this orb can devour is simply pitiful..."

"In addition, in order to avoid inexplicable accidental injuries, the tribe will not have any orcs in this battle, and even the life of the brains of the mad chiefs will only make them weak, so you don't have to worry about this mission ending unchallengingly..."

"Of course, this incomparable ship won't be among them, and I think its enchantment is invulnerable based on its performance alone..."A series of explanations finally reassured the worried general, but the Earl of Blood's evil look made him suddenly realize that he had been deceived by an old friend.

"You guys are really hateful, I really don't understand how I could be friends with such an arrogant guy as you, you can't be as low-key as the Alan family in the Scarlet Capital, or are you Salein planning to be a group of vampires who are interested in it? …

"We Salein are not as weak as the scum who I want to help them, so can you not bring the plot in the novel into reality, or is the chief consul of the Astral Consortium a second person who can't tell the difference between reality and illusion..."

Seeing that the daily routine of the two leaders had once again entered a fierce white heat, the adjutant, who knew that the stalemate between the two would definitely not be less than a day, could only helplessly inform the adventurers of the Immortal Guild to prepare to start the next step.

A battle for ships that can go down in history slowly began, and the turning point that would determine this epic naval battle also quietly arrived.