On the abandoned docks of Gilneth City, an entire fleet is preparing to set sail.

It wasn't the official fleet of the Darkblades, but the merchant fleet of the Darkblade Consortium, hired with real money, to transport more than 30,000 werewolves and enough supplies to Kalimdor.

It's not a formal operation, it's just that the consortium is employed by Varian. Although the power of the Federation is not huge in the southwestern part of Northern Xinjiang, the private operation of Wryn has been regarded by the Supreme Council as the future frontier of the Federation, and the tens of thousands of werewolves living in Gilneth City who are unwilling to join the Federation are also regarded by the Federation officials as a factor of instability.

But now, these unstable factors will be diverted, which means that after they leave, the Federation's renovations of Gilneth City can also be carried out smoothly, after all, it is the only large city on the Gilnes Peninsula, and its geographical location is also important to the Federation.

"Is Darkblade just letting me take these werewolves?"

Standing on the edge of the dock, Varian looked at the werewolves who had boarded the ship quickly under the command of the non-commissioned officers, and he turned his head to look at Jean, who snorted:

"I sold myself to Darkblade in exchange for their ignorance of these werewolves... What's more, do you really think those undead would care about 30,000 werewolves? ”

"I've said it many times, Varian, don't focus too much on the Darkblade Legion, it's not an enemy of the Empire, it's what the Federation and those young and reckless kids should be concerned about..."

"Hmm."

Varian nodded, he pulled up the hood behind his back and covered the top of his head, and Valeera, who was also wearing a hood, followed him almost inseparably, the High Elf girl, who seemed to see herself as Varian's shadow... A qualified defender.

"The Bite Reef off the coast of Gilneth has been destroyed from under the sea by the Darkblade fleet, which will sail directly to the hot sand harbor in the Tanaris Desert, a journey that will last nearly half a month... Hurry up and familiarize yourself with the combat mode of the werewolf army, and when you get to that continent, there won't be much time for you to hesitate. ”

Jean patted Varian on the shoulder, the old wolf king looking back at the fleet beyond the harbor one last time, and finally, he turned and walked towards the portal that the Syndra elves had carved out behind him, and the old wolf left with a slightly rickety back and a somewhat stumbling gait.

Looking at his back, Varian suddenly shouted:

"Jean, is there anything I need to bring to Liam?"

The old wolf king's footsteps paused at this moment, and he turned his head and looked at Varian:

"Tell him to take good care of his mother and sister, and to be a real man instead of being a good king... Also, tell him I'm dead and don't let him come to me! ”

After saying that, as if fleeing from something terrible, Jean turned and ran into the shining portal, and between the light of the portal, Jean's shadow completely disappeared.

"He loves his son and his loved ones a lot, doesn't he?"

Valera whispered:

"He must have been in pain, I could feel it."

"Jean... I didn't like him before. ”

Variammo rubbed his fingers and said:

"He used to seem a little arrogant, unfashionably old-fashioned, always putting Gilnes's interests ahead of the interests of the Empire, and ambitious, and when he was the first to quit the alliance after fighting the orcs, I hated him when I was still very young, but... But that's all in the past, and in between the changes in the world, everybody paid the price, everybody changed. ”

"Me too..."

"Buzz"

As soon as Varian finished speaking, a huge portal was opened in the city behind them, and in a roar of machinery, a dozen huge black machines drove into the dark city, it was a large engineering creation that Varian had never seen before, with heavy round tires, steel shells, and huge carriages.

This is a truck used to carry heavy loads in the black iron area, it is basically the same as the traditional truck structure, but it is more silly and black, like a brute ox made of steel, with infinite strength and can carry extreme heavy loads.

"Click"

The door of the first steam truck was pushed open, and several children jumped out of it, and the heavily armed Dornan looked left and right, and then set her eyes on Varian, who walked over menacingly, stood in front of Varian, and looked up at the powerful gladiator.

"You're Anduin's father?"

Dornan asked fiercely:

"Why are you lying to us!"

"Uh, I just... It's just that I have some problems of my own, kid, and I didn't mean to lie to you. ”

Varian looked at the fierce little girl in front of him, not knowing how to answer, he looked at the trucks behind him that were lined up in a row amid the roar of machinery, and he asked:

"What are these?"

This is our "farewell gift" for you. ”

Anduin's voice sounded behind him, causing Varian to turn his head sharply, and he saw his son, the little child standing by the truck, looking at him with a tangled look, Varian hesitated, but was quickly pushed by Valilla behind him, Varian looked back at the High Elf chick, who waved at him, and Varian took off his hood and walked towards his son.

He half-knelt in front of Anduin, his scarred face and blue eyes looking at his son tenderly, and after a few seconds, Varian took off his armor and took something out of his back pocket and placed it in front of Anduin.

It was the championship belt of the Champions Cup, and the rugged exterior was imbued with a kind of masculinity, spelled out with a line of metal, crystal, and Goron's animal bones, which was the orc symbol of the gladiatorial king, a priceless thing, representing the highest glory that all gladiators in both worlds aspired to.

"This is our agreement, son... I got it for you, and now it's yours. ”

Varian stretched out his hand to touch Anduin's hair, but the child took a step back, and with his blue eyes open, he looked at his somewhat strange father, and he asked:

"When we first met, why did you... Why hide your identity? ”

Facing Anduin's questioning, Varian took a deep breath, he withdrew his hand in the air, he looked into Anduin's eyes, and said seriously:

"Because I want to protect you, son, me and your uncle, Tyrion. Dawnblade, there's a little ..."contradiction", I don't want to involve you and your mother. ”

"Then why don't you come to see us after so many years!"

Anduin asked again, this time, there was a trace of grievance in the child's eyes, Varian gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and held Anduin in his arms, he felt the strength of his son holding himself, and the peerless macho man who had penetrated the championship cup along the way also had a trace of wetness in his eyes, he put his chin on Anduin's hair, and kept patting his son's back, he whispered:

"I think about seeing you every day, my son, all these years, every night I miss you and your mother, but I can't go... I don't dare to face you, because once my weakness made me lose you... I have to prove to you at the very least, my son, that I am not a failed father, in short, please forgive me, Anduin, and forgive your father. ”

"I can't grow up with you here, because across the Endless Sea, the people who remain loyal to House Ureon are under terrible threat, and I have to save them... This is the mission that every man of the House of Urion must carry. ”

He said to his sobbing son:

"I promise, Anduin, I promise... I'll be back, I swear. ”

He lowered his head and looked at Anduin with tears on his face, Varian wiped his red eyes, then took the belt on the ground and said to his son:

"Let's take pictures... Isn't that your birthday wish? ”

In front of the fathers, Pouting and snorting from time to time, Dornan picked up the magic image crystal that was specially used to take pictures, and behind her, Tylia and Vanessa were already hugging each other, crying into tears...

Farther away, Valera looked at Tiffany in front of her, and she asked softly:

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to him? Mrs. Tiffany. ”

"No, my husband is going to do something really great, he just needs to go with a blessing, not a distraction..."

Queen Tiffany put on her white veil again to cover her beautiful face, and behind the veil, her blood-red eyes stared at the High Elf girl in front of her, who had changed into a more "conservative" set of leather armor, and after a few seconds, she whispered:

"Well, I've handed him over to you, Valeera... Take care of him for me. ”

"The children relied on your victory to make a lot of money in the Champions Cup, and they knew that Varian was going to fight a battle of salvation, so they exchanged that money for the standard armaments of the Black Iron Zone, which will be transported to Kalimdor by ship, and told Varian to use them well, which is the children's heart."

In the face of Tiffany's request, Valera nodded cautiously:

"Yes, ma'am, I'll tell Varian... Also, thank you for your generosity and kindness..."

"No, you deserve it..."

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Everything that happens in the Eastern Continent is not yet known to the Empire, in fact, the Empire now has most of its intelligence power on the Qila Worms, and the Assassin Alliance and MI7 do not have much power to detect the situation on the Eastern Continent.

With the combined forces of the three anti-insect fronts in front of and behind leaving for Tanaris, the insect tide spreading from the Great Rift has been effectively contained, and with the assistance of the latest thermal weapons, it is difficult for the scattered Zermen to threaten the safety of Gasison and Hot Sand Harbor.

It is reported that while the frontline is in full swing, MI7 is also planning a precise strike on the worm hive deep in the Great Rift, as long as it can kill the mother worm that continues to reproduce, the situation on the battlefield of Tanaris will be effectively reversed.

"Failed again..."

Deep in a dark crypt in the Plains of Glitter, the Spider Priestess from the distant continent of Northrend, Skris the Dismantler, with his silver-white compound eyes, stared at the blood-red liquid in front of him, the disgusting mass of flesh twisted and shapeless, the strange thing was covered with strange limbs, which looked like a combination of the Worm and the Spider Demon, but by this time, the monster had lost all vital signs.

It went from birth to death in less than 15 seconds.

"The genes of the insects are very primitive, and the gene fragments of the Yaji Empire have not yet been lost, what a good sample, what a pity... It still can't withstand the spider's mutated genes..."

On the dismantler's silver-white compound eyes, the green light flashed back and forth, as if he was thinking:

"We need more powerful genetic samples, whose carrying capacity is too weak... We need more samples. ”

The dismantler's sharp forelimbs flicked, and the spider soldiers standing on the side immediately carried the failed sample away, and the things were to be cleaned up to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"It's a pity that the Yaki Empire's amber regeneration technique has been lost... What a pity. ”

As an ally of the Human Empire against the Wormmen, it has recently provided the Empire with a lot of secrets about the habits of the Worms, and even about the relationship between the mother worm and the reproduction of the insects, including the general effects of different worms, as well as the weaknesses of various insects, etc., these vital information gave the Human Empire specific ideas for breaking the enemy.

Unfortunately, its own research on the future of spiders has stalled, and the eggs sent back to the rear by soldiers on the front lines of the empire have been used for gene transplantation experiments, but unfortunately, to this day, this experiment shows no signs of success.

The kingdom and civilization of the spider demon have been completely destroyed by the undead disaster, and it is impossible to rebuild the civilization by relying on the remaining spider demons, but the appearance of the spider worm has given the dismantler new hope... The genes of the Spider Worm and the Spider Demon come from the same ancestor, which means that as long as the dismantler can transplant certain genetic fragments of the Spider Demon into the eggs of the Spider Demon, they can use these eggs to give birth to new siblings.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do, although there are relevant studies in the spider demon civilization, but after all, after 10,000 years of evolution, the genes of the spider demon and its pulling worm have been too different.

"High Priest, Blightcaster Druids are here!"

One of the spider guards reported the news of the visitor to the dismantler, and a moment later, the dismantler saw the robed Withtheree Primer, Lady Moyana, who was about to say hello when Moyana took the initiative to speak:

"I've heard that the Spider Demon is studying the eggs of the Qira Worm people in an attempt to find new hope for their civilization?"

"Huh?"

A glint flashed on the dismantler's silver compound eye, and it was silent for a moment, then flicked its forelimbs:

"Yes, there is no need to hide it, it is true ... Are the Blightburners interested in this as well? ”

Lady Moyana shook her head, and she said calmly:

"The Blightcaller isn't interested in that, but we're interested in controlling the insects once and for all, and some kind of bio-modification method that the Spider Demon has passed down secretly... Perhaps, the Demolition Lord, you can find time to visit the Emerald Sanctuary of Drusva... I believe that we can have a long-term cooperation in this matter. ”