Archaeology is a long project, and it is not a day or two to produce results.

Salian is only responsible for bridging the traveling scholars, and he can't help with the professional work after that.

At this point, Sarean's work in Pandalia is almost over, and he will first make a trip to the Kasanlang jungle to complete the personal commission of Kamiko.

It takes a lot of energy and physical strength to walk through the fog of Pandaria, and after all, Kamiko is already old, and this old turtle is obviously a little overwhelmed by the fact that he has made several trips back and forth through the fog in a short period of time.

Salian can't stop yet, the war in Northrend in the north is still going on, and he must provide strong rear support to his compatriots who remain on the front line of the Crystal Song Forest.

The battle in Northrend entered an eerie stalemate, and the Dakale trolls did not know what kind of conspiracy was secretly hatched, and temporarily slowed down the offensive.

Lorcan's side also seemed to have sensed some clues, and the old god was still sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight.

Saljan won't let his guard down on the Iron Army because of Lorcan's fishing.

Don't look at the joy of the frost trolls right now, Quel'Salas really doesn't think of them as a big problem.

Now the main forces guarding the front line of the Crystal Song Forest are the Ranger Force and the Morning Blade Legion, plus a small number of Magisters.

Kul Tiras's Marines are still in the Howl Fjord, and although they have gained the upper hand, they are not yet able to spare the manpower to go north to help.

Every country has its own interests to take care of.

Compared to the Crystal Song Forest, which has been overrun by the High Elves, the vast seaside territory of the Howling Fjords is more suitable for Kurtilas.

If it weren't for the fact that the Zandalar trolls have not been at peace lately, often clashing with the naval fleet of Kul Tiras at sea, Dahlin would have wanted to continue to send more reinforcements to Northrend and completely crush the Veku entanglement in one fell swoop.

Kurtilas, who was fighting on two fronts, could not spare more troops to aid the Zudak front, so he could only rely on the existing manpower to advance slowly.

Before Kul Tiras intervened in the Zudak battle, the Ranger and the Morning Striker alone withstood the attacks of the Dhakale trolls with the help of the Grizzly-throated Bear.

Such a situation will inevitably make the bigwigs sitting in Silvermoon City lower their opinion of the Dakale trolls.

None of the four legions defending Silvermoon City were mobilized, and Quel'Thalas still had plenty of spare strength to deal with Dakale's follow-up attack.

Saljan wasn't afraid of regular war with the Dakale trolls, but he feared that the frost trolls would pull off some snacklust at Zandalara's instigation.

Like what...... Encourage all Loa to take the lead, mobilize the forces of the whole country to launch a general offensive by surprise.

With this possibility in mind, the last time he went to the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep to ask for Ysera's help, Salian sent a letter to Shinsugi Dara to ask the local Backlight Blade to strengthen its reconnaissance of Dakale's movements.

Lorcan's Iron Legion has yet to fight, but that doesn't mean they'll stay put.

Once the Titans join the chaos of the war, Quel'Thalas must come up with a timely response.

It was undoubtedly a fool's decision to pile up Titan creations with human lives, and the High Elves could not afford to die.

A few months ago, when the war began, Sarren had suggested to Kael'thas that the Arcane Golem Workshops throughout Quel'Salas increase their production and supply all of these newly produced golems to the city of New Sandara.

But this is only a palliative rather than a cure.

Arcane golems need to be crafted by High Elf craftsmen, and the output speed is definitely not as fast as that of Locan, who has a creator engine and can generate an army with one click.

Again, use the Titan Creation to defeat the Titan Creation.

Now that the Narak engine has been built, the next thing to consider is how to provide it with enough energy.

And how to send out a steady stream of Titan creations produced by the Naraksha Engine, so that they can travel through the fog to the battlefield of Northrend.

Shinko gave Sarren a suggestion to turn to his kindred.

Born in the jungle of Kasanlang, Shinko was originally just one of the many sea turtles in the area.

As she travels around Azeroth with Liu Lang, Shinko has had some adventures that have allowed her to grow to the size of an island she is today.

According to Kamiko, its people can't grow to their own size, but their adult people can at least grow to the size of a hill.

As Master Shang Xi's story says, the race of Kamiko is not an ordinary sea turtle, and it is far from being comparable to ordinary sea turtles in terms of intelligence and physique.

When it grows to the size of Kamiko, it is impossible to return to its hometown, and it is too lazy to go around the island to the southern jungle of Kasanlang.

The family and friends that Shinko knew had long since disappeared, and going back only added to his sadness.

The story of Shen Zhenzi and Liu Lang has not only affected generations of panda people, but also caused a lot of touch on Shen Zhenzi's kind.

Holding a token of Shinko's token, a peeling turtle shell, Salian bid farewell to Liu He and others and headed south, through the picturesque Valley of the Four Winds, and into the hot Kasanlang jungle.

Crested Crane Chijing had long known that Salian would come, and arranged for an avatar to guard the entrance to Kasanlang in the Valley of the Four Winds in advance.

"It's been a while, Sarjan."

The embodiment of the red spirit looks no different from his body, but it doesn't have the strength of the body.

Sarian politely clenched his fists and saluted the red spirit: "Thank you, Lord the red spirit." ”

Chijing, who has always been warm and sincere, waved his wings disapprovingly: "It's just a small thing, come with me." ”

As a local snake who has been sitting in the Kasanlang jungle for a long time, Chijing knows very well the situation of his own one-acre and three-point land.

After learning that Sarean wanted to find Kamiko's kindred, he volunteered to introduce them to both parties.

Flying over the majestic Zhuhe Temple, bypassing the red essence perch, Salian came to a place called the Nayeri Reef.

"Huh!"

The embodiment of the red spirit stood on a hill in the middle of the reef, looking up and making a beautiful chirping sound like singing.

"Whoa!"

The storm suddenly began to surge under the originally calm reef, and several huge round turtle shells surfaced one after another.

The size of the shells indicates the approximate size of these turtles.

Although it is far inferior to Kamiko, each turtle can sit at least a hundred people side by side on its back, squeezing even more.

"Lady Akaxi, it's been a long time."

The big sea turtle in the lead trembled and bowed its head to the red spirit, and the red spirit incarnation hurriedly raised its wings to signal.

"Ji, don't be polite, it's important to take care of your body."

"Hehe~"

The old turtle known as Ji said with a smile: "My body, I know that I don't have a few years to live, and I just hope that the clansmen can continue to live and work here in peace and contentment." ”

The old turtle Ji's cloudy eyes noticed Sarren, who was standing next to the red spirit, and it unconsciously twitched its nose.

"Lord Akaxi, this is ...... There was a strange and familiar smell on his body. ”

"Let me introduce you."

The Red Spirit stretched out his wings and pushed Saljan out, "This is a distinguished guest from outside Pandaria, a High Elf from Quel'Salas, named Saljan Deepshadow. ”

"Oh?"

Ji's old face showed a look of surprise: "Outside Pandaria? It's ......"

Chijing smiled and nodded, "That's right, Sarean and his companions entered Pandaria on Kamimako. ”

"Oh, no wonder."

Ji's face showed a humanized expression: "I didn't expect that the ancestor who had been away from home for many years would come back one day, those little guys should be very happy if they knew the news." ”

Akami smiled noncommittally and turned to look at Sarren to the side.

"I've already brought the words, so let's communicate with yourselves, let's go~"

The incarnation of the red spirit turned into a bright red light and rose into the sky, flying in the direction of the Vermilion Crane Temple in the distance.

Ji slowly crawled out of the sea and lazily lay on the beach to bask in the sun.

"Mr. Sarren, you deliberately found us and other Ancestor Turtles, I think there is something to discuss, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

Salian smiled and nodded: "Mr. Ji is refreshing, then I won't beat around the bush." ”

"I hope to have your help in transporting the Titan artifacts from the Naraksha Engine through the fog to the outside world."

A glint flashed in Ji's cloudy eyes: "Narak Engine, Titan Creation, my clan hasn't heard these two words for a long time. ”

"Mr. Sarren, you ...... Could it be that he is connected to Lord Lydon? ”