The Tower of Sleep, many of the spaces in the middle and upper floors of the tower have been converted into temporary training bases, serving as training grounds for the first phase of the Silver and White Fleet.

After successfully passing the first phase of training, the fleet soldiers will travel to the planet of the Divine Kingdom of Sarodar for a higher level of targeted technical training.

Instead of armor or leather armor, the newly recruited elven soldiers from all over the empire were given a plain black cloth uniform.

"Remember, you will be high-ranking soldiers, you don't need to charge into battle, let alone carry energy guns and longbows to attack the enemy, your weapons are battleships and cannons!"

The instructors of the Holy Cult Army were speaking loudly as they walked.

"You don't need to do the work of cannon fodder and consumables, that's the responsibility of the Marine Corps! You have to learn how to skillfully operate battleships, operate the Death Star, and operate all kinds of shipborne energy cannons within five years, understand?"

"For the sake of the God Emperor!"

The recruits immediately straightened up and replied in unison.

The recruits left their quiet home town and arrived at a training ground filled with steel and noise, which was uncomfortable for the elves, but had to get used to.

Again, if the Industrial Revolution can be brought out by those goblin chaebols, then even if all the forests on the Black Coast and the Ash Valley are cut down, it will be worth it.

Anyway, there are ancestors and forest spirits who can give birth to plants, so... Go to your sister's nature, go to your sister's big forest!

We want steel!

The planet of the Divine Kingdom of Sarodhar.

On the far side of the planet Azeroth, where you can't see it, there is an incomparably large construction base in the field, and it is already extremely busy at the moment.

A large number of engineers and technicians floated in mid-air on the planet's surface under the protection of divine power, around the super-giant skeleton of a man-made steel planet, constantly hammering and pounding, and sparks could be seen everywhere.

They do the technical work, taking care of all the details and precision construction.

The massive number of arcane golems have taken on the duties of basic workers, and they are naturally responsible for the hardest, most tiring and heaviest physical work.

At present, the level of technology in the Night Empire, and even in the entire world of Azeroth, the assembly line is fully industrialized, which is far away, and it is far from reaching the level of being able to manufacture fully automatic robotic arms, and manual or semi-automatic is still the mainstream.

But as a world where the tech tree is seriously crooked and deviated, all kinds of unreasonable magic and crystal technology are relatively perfect to fill in all the major flaws and gaps.

No assembly line, need to be manual, no problem, let's use manpower to pile up, arcane golems bang bang, let them be coolies.

Of course, this is the first Death Star to begin construction, and it is also the first step for the Empire to prepare for the universe.

Although it is still only a rough skeleton of the prototype, it can be regarded as a start of construction after all.

The Titan Emperor named the Death Star "Punishment of Azeroth", and rejected the candidacies of "Imperial Light" and "Eternal Night Emperor".

"The moon is still silvery, so don't come to me again!

Boss Hu yelled at Elune in the spirit connection.

Elune was satisfied, and finally stopped mentioning the old story of "compensating me for the moon".

I was gnawed a small one by the scoundrel Sarodar, and now I finally lost myself a bigger one, and the deal was worth it.

Kalimdor Continent, Orgrimmar.

A group of Kukaron wolf cavalry, escorting the golden carriage in the center of the procession, was slowly entering the city.

The front of the carriage is carved with a golden voodoo mask characteristic of Zandalara, and at the top is a sculpture of the head of the Tyrannosaurus rex.

"What race are those spirit creatures? They're strange, aren't they native to the world of Azeroth?"

Princess Tarangi looked curiously at the group of ethereal bandages gathered at the city gate, constantly fiddling with a large machine.

"Ah, that's the Ethereal Spirit, who just joined the tribe, came from the outer world, and their steel technology has been of great help to our tribe's weapon development. The accompanying orc ambassador replied immediately.

Princess Tarangi nodded, not speaking.

Steel, technology, thermal weapons, and all sorts of new things, these are things that the closed Zandalar does not have, and they are simply unprecedented.

The ironclad fleets of the Alliance and the Horde, as well as steam-powered and high-explosive shells, impressed Princess Tarangi impressed.

If he wasn't there at the time, if he hadn't been able to summon the dinosaur Loa god Lezan, then Zandalara's battleship would not have been able to escape at all, and the only end up would be blown to minced flesh and there would be no place to die.

The outside world is changing dramatically, and it's not a good thing that the Zandalar clan is standing still.

The Zandalar trolls rely on Loa spirits, all sorts of voodoo spells, and if one day they don't exist, or they don't work for a while, what is left of Zandalara?

So Princess Tarangi soon ended her diplomatic visit to Zulghrab, and within a few days she set off again, crossing the sea to the continent of Kalimdor.

She was very eager to have formal contact and communication with the Grand Chief of the tribe, Saar.

The Horde needs the power of Zandalara, and Zandalar needs the power of the Horde.

If it continues like this, maybe in a few years, the tribe may not care about the Zandalar clan at all.

I hate to admit it, but these so-called ethereal races bring far more to the tribe than Zandalar can offer.

Airships, cannons, guns, and steel battleships being designed.

Zandalar, on the other hand, sells all kinds of voodoo masks, sells traditional souvenirs?

In particular, the ignorant pyramid scheme cult named Akunda is simply sitting in a well and watching the sky, indulging in its own small world and unable to extricate itself.

If they also join the tribe together, they can be regarded as a group that has been eliminated from society.

"Your Highness Princess, this is our tribe's most powerful Azerit war machine, the Sarufar Blade, the Alliance's fragile thin-skinned little tanks, vulnerable to our land war fortress, hahaha. ”

Well, the orc ambassador is half the talk.

The Alliance's ordinary tanks are indeed vulnerable in front of this giant tank, but the Horde's ordinary airships are also vulnerable in front of the Alliance's Azerit War Machine "Skyfire", so none of us brothers can laugh at anyone.

However, Princess Tarangi didn't think much of it, stopped the carriage, and carefully examined the terrifying giant war machine.

Can the powerful dinosaur Loa god Lezan compete with this man-made machine, and can it withstand the dense hot weapons on top of the tank?

Princess Zandalar raised her head again at this time, and looked at a steel airship hovering above the city gate, the large-caliber wolf-headed cannon in the bow of the airship, although it reflected the sunlight, it still gave people a cold feeling.

Zandalar must join the Horde, no matter how many opponents there are!

Princess Tarangi ordered the carriage to set off again, speeding in the direction of the Chief's Hall.