On this trip, Patrick brought all the Chenfeng Legion and some warlocks with him, and if he wanted to understand the actual combat energy of a unit, it was not enough to rely on drills alone, but more on actual combat.

While the other Blood Oath Guards stayed in Silvermoon City to continue their research on Naru's Light, as well as the Magister troops to study ways to clean up the land, the plagues contained in the Death Scars were very stubborn, and it was difficult to understand those plagues in a gentle way.

In fact, there are simple ways, for example, Patrick can use the flame version of the Arcanon Mass to wash the floor, just like purifying the entire Dysom, to have magma flow through these polluted places, but Silvermoon City is not Dysom, after being swept away by Patrick's Flame version of the Arcanon Mass, the plague was removed, and Silvermoon City was completely destroyed.

Finding a way that does not harm the land and does not affect the survival of civilians is the right way, originally the archmage Roman has thought of a way, which is to use arcane energy to activate the super magic technique, and use dissociation energy to slowly strip the plague from the land, but it was vetoed by Patrick, Silvermoon City is now short of energy, where is there so much idle arcane energy for Romans to strip the plague.

Now, due to the mismatch between the energy of the platinum disc and the facilities of Silvermoon City, the utilization rate of the energy emitted by the platinum disc is too low, and it is not enough to rely on Patrick's platinum disc to restore the heyday of Quel'Salas, and Kael'thas has traveled to the Outlands to solve this problem.

Due to the large number of people and the inadvisability of large-scale teleportation, and to teleport directly from the Eastern Kingdom to Kalimdor on the other side of the ocean, the spatial turbulence will be very unstable, and after the teleportation is over, Quel'Salas and his party may not all teleport to Orgrimmar, and some elves will be swept into the spatial turbulence and buried in the void.

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"Lord Regent, let's go." Liadline was dressed in military uniform, and this was the first time since the re-establishment of the Morning Striker that Liadline fought as an official combat unit, and the importance of this was conceivable.

"Let's go, get our belongings ready." Patrick whispered to the surrounding elves, and then stepped into the portal, Patrick looked at Aurelia on the side, since he became regent, the two have been together less and more apart, the female elf is nothing, after all, in the eyes of the elves of Quel'Thalas, even if they don't see each other for more than 10 years, it will not be strange, 10 years is really not a long time for the blood elves.

"Your Royal Highness the Lord Regent of Quel'Salas, welcome." Patrick was greeted by a male Forsaken: "Nathanos-Blightcaller, welcome you. ”

Nathanos Patrick once saw in the floating city, it was a former merchant named Maris from Lordaeron, who came to Quel'Thalas to do business when he encountered an orc invasion, and when he was hiding in Tibet, he met Sylvanas, and finally was surprised by the skills of the elven rangers and stayed in Quel'Thallas to learn the arts.

I have to say that Nathanos has an excellent talent for a ranger, in just a few years, he has mastered all the skills of a ranger, and Patrick also agreed to give Nathanos a ranger status to let him stay in the City of Daylight and enjoy all the benefits of the High Elves, if it weren't for Nathanos being a human and not having much affinity for the arcane, it would be possible to win the title of Far Traveler. It wasn't until later that Nathanos encountered another undead invasion and became the Forsaken along with Sylvanas.

"You're welcome, Quel'Salas will always remember those who defended their homeland, and you are no exception." Seeing that the withering was a little gloomy, Patrick changed his tone: "If you have time to go back to the Floating City, the remaining members of the Maris family are still in the City of Daylight, and we will always remember your efforts." ”

After hearing these words, Nathanos was a little shocked, and slowly confided two words: "Thank you...... Thank. ”

Sylvanas, who was on the side, didn't speak the whole time, and looked at him with a cold expression: "Don't be in a hurry to catch up, wait for the time on the airship." ”

The airship keeper, Sapita, screamed in the goblin's unique duck voice, "The airship to Orgrim has docked. ”

Patrick is all too familiar with this scene, when the captain of the Thundercaller, the leader of the Sky Airship fleet, the goblin Cloukik, jumps out of the airship and falls in front of Patrick and Sylvanas in a parachute.

"Dear old friend, Grand Chief Sal has asked me to make a special trip to greet you, and you will enjoy the highest standard of service from the goblins."

The short little greenskin kept bouncing on the ground to catch the eye: "Noble friend Quel'Salas, do you have any business cooperation ideas?" Goblins will meet all your requirements, we only need you to pay a little profit. ”

"The goblin trade is absolutely fair and impartial, and you can have no doubt about it......"

The goblin saw the richest elven regent on the continent, his eyes were about to turn into gold coins, and he was very eager to convince Patrick to start working with him.

"Let's go." Patrick ignored the goblin, and flew out a gold coin directly, and under the influence of Ao Neng, the gold coin flew directly into Claukirk's mouth, blocking the chatterbox: "You give me quiet, give me an early arrival at Orgrimmar." ”

After Patrick and the others got on the boat, Crawkick took out the gold coin in his mouth and bit it hard, his face full of admiration: "Yes, yes, honorable Lord Regent." ”

With a tip of a gold coin, Claukick shouted vigorously, "For the sake of our regent, speed up and reach the orcs as soon as possible." ”

The sailing speed is very fast, and Patrick uses all the time on the spaceship to accumulate arcane energy, and the cultivation is not deep, and the usual accumulation is the most important.

The airship arrived at Durontar as scheduled, just outside the city of Orgrimmar, and its majestic momentum could be felt from a distance, the style of the orcs, rough and eclectic, the watchtowers and walls made of boulders and huge trees revealed the strength of the orcs, and similarly, only the fortresses built by the orcs on knotted muscles could have such a magnificent feeling.

"Thank you for coming." Thrall is as polite as ever, with a troll and a minotaur standing next to him, and the only ones who can stand with Thrall are Snowhoof and Woking.

"And a special welcome, Your Excellency Lord Regent of Quel'Salas, we are very surprised by your arrival." Sal looked at Patrick, who was still hovering with his feet on the ground.

"You're welcome, Grand Chief of the Tribe, and I need to thank you too." Patrick returned the salute, but his words were vague, after all, Patrick was not a member of the tribe, and it was not reasonable to thank Sal directly for helping Sylvanas, which was tantamount to poaching people in front of the tribe's higher-ups, so Patrick was only slightly vague.

"Let's go into the city, everyone, let's entertain the guests." Sal enthusiastically made a gesture of invitation, and said to everyone in the ancient etiquette of the shaman.