On the other hand, Dalaran City, the magical pearl of mankind, after ending the war of the Northern Expedition to Northrend, has now also floated back to the Eastern Kingdom Continent from the Northrend continent, staying in the sky above the giant pit that originally rose from the ground, and is not ready to land.

Under the rule of Archmage Ronin, Dalaran has now become an absolutely neutral faction, and Dalaran welcomes alliances and hordes, or any neutral power, to Dalaran for magical exchanges.

Dalaran's mage training classes are also open to the world, and anyone can come and learn from anyone, regardless of status or affiliation, as long as you pay enough for the tuition.

Of course, because it is located in the airspace above Lordaeron, Dalaran is also inevitably very close to the Northern Alliance, and Lordaeron and Dalaran soon signed a series of friendly diplomatic treaties, but because of the principle of absolute neutrality, Dalaran cannot join the Northern Alliance.

But if you really want to talk about Dalaran's camp tendencies, everyone is naturally clear in their hearts.

The Southern Alliance, led by the Stormwind Kingdom, is naturally well aware of what is happening in the north of the continent, although the old rivals have stood up again, but at least the relationship will not be as tense and stiff as before, Queen Kalia is not the old king of Terenas, and Ronin is not the stubborn old thing of Antonidas.

As for the hegemony of the continent, King Varian wants to do the same, but he is definitely not stupid, it is okay to say that there are no giants in the north of the continent before, but now if he still wants to engage in some continental hegemony, then he will really follow the old path of Terenus and bring about his own destruction.

Therefore, the Southern Alliance also let go of this hegemonic mentality, and began to turn back and concentrate on cleaning up all kinds of miscellaneous problems within itself, and no longer looked at the north.

After all, so many coastal areas have been hit by tsunamis and earthquakes, and the disaster relief work in various places is enough to keep the Storm Kingdom busy for a long time.

The dwarven buddies of Ironforge are also not having a good time, their huge stone dam in the Lokmodan area has only been repaired for a short time, and they are feeling sorry for their shriveled wallets, but now more than half of them have been destroyed by a local earthquake, and the emergency repair teams of the dwarves and gnomes are desperately repairing it at the moment.

King Magni is about to scold his mother for this, first of all, our own Deathwing in the timeline broke the megalithic dam, he made a special trip to participate in the holy war of Mount Hyjal for the sake of the world, we admit it, and repair it ourselves.

Now that the two timelines merge, the Wings of Death from the established timeline of fate unleash another tsunami, which in turn triggers a stirring of the elements, which further leads to a series of massive earthquakes in various places.

So the boulder dam has collapsed again!

In the final analysis, it is Deathwing who catches the culprit, and it is Deathwing who also steps on the horse!

It's endless!Ah!

Dwarven buddies are spraying Deathwing in anger in the international community, regardless of whether it's from your own timeline or another timeline, it's you who spray it anyway!

Your grandmother has a spiced spicy chicken leg, don't come to the Eastern Kingdom Continent in the future, okay! We don't welcome you!

Oh, it's unrealistic to expect a reply from the Winged One, as a world-renowned biologist, hybridist, and female dragon researcher in Azeroth, the Winged Monarch has now devoured another of himself in the parallel world and has run back to the Outlands, dead in his eco-ship lair, and continues to carry out his disgraceful evil experiments.

So for the various big news that has happened recently, the dwarf buddies who originally loved gossip are in no mood to pay attention to it at all.

The Eternal Dragon joins the Temple of Dragon's Sleep and officially becomes the sixth dragon species to be seated?

Whoever you love! Have something to do with us! Do you pay for our boulder dam?

As for the continent of Pandaria to dissipate the fog and rejoin the world?

Well, they haven't even seen a shadow of the panda people yet, and the on their own continent is enough to keep busy for a while.

There is also the group of Gilneys who also have a very low sense of existence, I heard that they were miserable by the werewolf plague, and finally couldn't hold on, so they ran out to the outside world to find help.

Uncle, I'm a bird, you're weird!

Again, whoever you love, who goes! Do you pay for our boulder dam!

Oh, and speaking of Gilneth, as the attitude of the old dwarven buddies says, the envoys they sent are now experiencing the bitter consequences of a long period of isolation.

The new nobles of Lordaeron had a concerned look on their faces, and they all said a few simple perfunctory words, and then sent away all the envoys from both sides of the Gilneth Civil War, who had repeatedly asked to see Queen Kalia but could not do so.

This group of old antiques still held the political communication methods of the previous era, first to win over the nobles, and then organize the nobles to jointly report to influence the king.

And most importantly, Lordaeron has a lot of grudges against Gilneis.

Oh, you saw the undead natural disaster come back then, and without saying a word, you quit the Northern Alliance, closed the door and ignored anything, eating melons and watching the show.

Now that you've got into trouble, you can't stand it anymore, and you're licking your face and running to us?

Queen Kalia is true of being benevolent and wise, but that doesn't mean Her Majesty is a big fool!

You pulled away when the old Northern Alliance needed it most, and now why should we help you fight for your life?

If you want arms and material support? Yes, you can buy it with money, and we are not allies.

So the envoys from both sides of the Gilneth Civil War, who had both hit a wall, returned to the country in embarrassment.

King Jean and Lord Goldfrey were the initiators and promoters of the seclusion, and now they have received an official reply from Lordaeron and are finally paying for their mistakes.

And most importantly, the current rules of the game in this world have made Gilnes's high-level bosses a little strange and confused.

None of the tricks that used to work?

All those unspoken rules that used to be abolished?

But now they don't have the time to think about it, after all, a full-scale civil war and a war against the wild werewolves are enough for them to worry about.

But what worries Gilneth the most is that the world's largest imperialist army is now on its way to their territory.

"Border guards, listen up!" the officers of the Night Empire's large sea ship were talking.

"Encounter a wild werewolf and kill it on the spot!"

"When you encounter an active attacker, shoot first, then ask questions!"

"Shoot and ask any suspicious target if you encounter any suspicious hostile target!"

"Even if I dig three feet into the ground and blow up the whole of Gilneth for me, I must find the Luna Scythe and bring it back to Elune!"

"For the glory of the Empire!"

The dark purple ocean fleet has entered the near-continental waters of the Eastern Kingdom Continent at this moment, and will soon reach the Kingdom of Gilneth.

This group of long-eared imperialists, murderous and armed to the teeth, is ready to launch a search and capture war on a foreign continent.