By the time High Priest Ishana woke up from her coma, it had been dozens of minutes after the impact.

She was lying on a soft ground in an indecent position, covered in the scars of the impact of the ship and the earth, and the abrasions from rolling on the ground, her robe was covered in blood, but she was alive...

After a terrible plane crash, could there be anything luckier than this?

The Draenei have been in exile among the stars for 25,000 years, and an old Draenei like Ishana has experienced such a "hard landing" plane crash more than once, and she knows exactly what to do when she wakes up.

The High Priestess struggled to get up from the ground, a bleeding scar on her forehead, a broken leg on her calf, and a bloodshot eye, Ishana sat cross-legged on the ground, gulping for breath, and then trying to clear up her somewhat chaotic mind, her fingers flicking and throwing a healing spell at herself.

Feeling the warmth of the light and the feeling of the wounds being slowly healed, High Priest Ishana breathed a sigh of relief, and she looked back to see that behind the unknown island, at the foot of the small mountain, hundreds of meters away from her, the last wreckage of the New Genidal spacecraft was piled up there, still emitting pungent smoke and even some fire.

The hill clearly showed signs of impact, debris had fallen near the ship's disintegrated wreckage, and in a lake at the foot of the mountain, the bridge of the ship Genidal was half-sunk, and the black mechanical grease had escaped from the lake, polluting the otherwise clear water, and the stretch of land from the lake to the foot of the mountain was scattered with all kinds of mechanical fragments, huge gears, twisted steel, and fragments of some giant gems.

There was a small forest that was ignited by the flames of the spaceship, and at this dusk, the fire burned and reflected the reflection of the spaceship embedded in the earth, which looked very desolate.

But at the edge of the wreckage, Ishana saw some of the Draenei who were still active, her brethren who had awakened first, who had not forgotten the lessons they had received as children, and even in this terrible moment, the first thing they did was to rely on their own people.

Ishana turned her head to look at the soft sand around her, near the river, where there were several unconscious Draenei, which meant that she might have been rescued from the wreckage of the ship by her people.

"Thank you, Light!"

The High Priest expressed her heartfelt gratitude for her faith, and after a short prayer, she picked up a rough wooden stick from the side, propped herself up, and went to the people who were still unconscious, trying to use her healing spell to help the people who had escaped death recover.

The physical fitness of the Draenei is very strong, as long as they do not die on the spot in the disaster of the ship's disintegration and falling, as long as there are obvious vital signs after the disaster, they can basically survive, this is a race that is deeply connected with the Holy Light, perhaps, the Holy Light really protects them in the dark.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen Draenei people around Ishana woke up with the help of healing, under the command of Ishana, these newly awakened Draenei, both men and women, also joined in the rescue of the clansmen who were still left in the wreckage of the spaceship, and with the rescued, and more and more people woke up, this rescue activity was carried out in a very orderly manner.

For a race that has experienced countless disasters, saving oneself is almost an instinct carved into the bone marrow.

"Ishana! Ishana, come with me! ”

The High Priest, who was directing his people to rescue the wounded, heard the shouts of the garrison officer Vihari, and when she turned around, she saw the garrison officer Vihari, who was tied into a rope with his clothes tied into a rope, hanging his arms, and wearing only underwear on his upper body, she was also in a bad condition, but she still carried a garrison officer's sword in her hand, and there was some dazzling green blood on the blade.

Looks like she's just been through a fight.

"What's wrong? Vihari? What's going on? ”

Ishana hurriedly limped forward, reached out and threw two healing spells at Vihari, and then held the guard officer's arm, and in the face of her inquiry, Vihari coughed in pain a few times, then gritted his teeth and said:

"There's a fall pod on the other side of the hill, and there are a lot of wounded people there, but a group of soft-skinned snake creatures that have washed out of the water are besieging us, and the creeping creatures we've never seen before seem to want to take our people away!"

"Quick! Arm those who can still fight, and follow me! ”

"Good!"

Ishana is also a resolute person, after hearing that her people are threatened, she did not hesitate, turned her head and shouted a few times in the Draenei language to the people who were cleaning up the wreckage, and a moment later, more than 30 male Draenei who could still fight gathered, they looked around for weapons to fit together, and some simply pulled out a piece of twisted and sharp steel from the ruins, they still had the scars of falling, but the momentum of the same enemy did make people feel fierce.

And just as Vihari was about to leave with the warriors, Isaia suddenly grabbed her, and the high priest asked in a low voice:

"Did you see the Grand Technician Romeer?"

"Nope."

Vihari shook his head:

"I was still conscious at the time of impact, I saw with my own eyes that the ship broke into several pieces, and Rommel... Romuel was thrown out of the rift, but I hope he's still alive..."

The Great Technician Rom is still alive!

But he's not in a good position right now.

When the Guinydal ship fell, the Grand Technician was thrown off the broken bridge, and he was lucky enough to be thrown into the sea instead of falling directly into the hard ground and falling apart, and although he passed out under the tremendous force of the impact, he still saved his life.

Unfortunately, he was soon captured by Naga who rushed out from under the surface of the water and reduced to a prisoner.

The Sea of Mists is close to the Black Coast, and after it was completely destroyed by Queen Aishshara and Naga a few years ago, the Sea of Mists has become a "hunting area" for Naga's wanton activities, and it is very close to the cold North Sea, inaccessible, and does not have too many rare resources, so the commercial system in this sea area is very weak, and even the Dead Sea Fleet of the nasty Darkblade Legion rarely appears here.

After the deep sea city of Vaskir near the eastern continent was completely destroyed by the hateful "Sea Demon King" Dai Lin, those Naga exiled from all over the world gathered in the Sea of Mist, it seems that they plan to rebuild their cities here, but this is far away from Queen Aishara's royal city of Nashatar, and belongs to the edge of the deep sea world, like a small mountain village far away from the big city, so most of the people living here are some small clans in the large Naga tribe.

They survived by raiding homes and raiding ports, and for the past few years these active sea bandits have messed up the already weak maritime trade in the Misty Seas, but things have changed for the better when the Kurtiras fleet began to escort ships in the seas.

The Genidal ship descended from the sky not only to alarm the Night Elves on land, but also to the Nagas under the sea, these creatures scattered throughout the endless sea of Azeroth certainly knew the Draenei, and although they did not know why the Draenei ship crashed, this did not prevent the Nagas from carrying out a crisp "robbery while the fire was fired".

Thousands of Nagas gathered from all sides of the Misty Sea to storm the island to plunder the Draenei and capture a few more captives, which they sold to the Bloodsail Pirates entrenched in the North Sea in exchange for some indulgence.

This is already a very mature "trade" system.

"Let go of me! Let me go! Damn it! ”

The captured Grand Technician Rom was kept in improvised cages by the Naga on the beach on the coast, and there were dozens of captured captives around him, not all Draenei, but also the Shattrath exiles who had been placed in the ship Gnakuri, such as the Tiger Men, Raven Men and Ogre, the Breakers, and even the Spore People.

The presence of these exiles means that the Nagas have probably found the Gnaku that has landed somewhere on the island after the ship's disintegration, which worries the Grand Technician Rommel, the ship's warehouse contains a lot of important supplies collected by the Draenei, and what is more, the Gnaku is connected to the dangerous creature trap of the Genidal ship, once those daring soft-skinned snakes release the dangerous creatures caught in the stars... It would be a catastrophe in an instant!

"Shut up!"

A tall Naga soldier wielded a trident and spoke a half-baked lingua franca to intimidate Rom's, its snake-like cold eyes staring at the Grand Technician, and it hissed:

"If you don't be honest, I'll feed you to the fish man!"

As soon as the Naga soldier's words fell, on the sea outside the seaside camp, a sudden sea whirlpool began to surge, and the sound of the tide crashing made the Naga in the camp look back, just in time to see a black battleship breaking through the icy water, quickly emerging from the deep water, the deck of the battleship full of dark power was flowing freely, the hull was covered with barnacles and seaweed, and the sails were not simply hung on the mast of the battleship, Rather, it is a terrifying sail made of white bones and Naga's scales.

"Dead Sea Fleet!"

"The Sea Demon King is here! Run! ”

The Naga soldier who had just intimidated the Great Technician Romuel let out a scream of fear as a woman's, like a frightened rabbit, threw down its weapon, turned and ran, and behind it, the ostentatious fish people also let out a howl of terror, and fled the area after the Naga master.

They're running too fast... It's so fast that Major General Sellers doesn't even have time to aim...

This made the Captain of Death very unhappy, this high-level necromancer cursed viciously, and then carried his command knife, jumped off the deck of his beloved "Black Pearl" battleship, he stepped on the water, and everywhere he went, the rolling sea was frozen, like a path of frost, so that the Captain of Death came smoothly to the beach.

Under the black tricorneal hat, Cyrus's dark red eyes stared at the great technician Rom who was trapped in the cage, and Romull looked at the sudden appearance of the dead spirit in front of him, he didn't know what to say, and the next moment, Cyrus drew his cold command knife, and in a flash of cold light, the cage that bound Rom was cut open.

"You're a Draenei... It seems that he is still a big man. ”

Cyrus asked in the Necromancy's trademark cold voice, his fingers making a very figurative drop gesture in the air:

"You're from the world of Draenor, right? I saw your ship coming down from the sky, and it was spectacular! ”

"Hmm."

Romell moved his wrist, he was a great technician, not good at fighting, so he did not show hostility, just nodded and answered the question of the necromantic captain in front of him, his obedience pleased Sellers, this Darein's loyal lieutenant had a veritable military style, he didn't even ask Roam's name, but asked directly:

"And where did the engine of your ship fall? I've seen it disintegrate in the air, so you'd better not lie to me! ”

"I don't know."

Romuel lowered his head, he finally knew the reason why these undead were here, and he pointed in the direction of the sea:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should have landed on the surface of the sea, and the engine was the first to stop working, and it should have been the first to disintegrate."

"Well, that's good."

Without much hesitation, Sellers turned around and walked towards his death ship, and as he was leaving, he suddenly turned his head to look at the great technician Romuel behind him, and he said in a deep voice:

"Go back, Draenei, your ally's fleet is heading here, they will help you deal with the Nagas, and besides, you are brave, even though you are flying a ship, I can still feel the courage of your captain... Say hello to him for me! ”

With that, Cyrus hurried back to his battleship, and with the sound of a giant beast swallowing water, the battleship slowly sank beneath the surface of the water as it had appeared, and the whirlpool on the sea quickly subsided, as if the ghost warship had never appeared.

This fantastical and terrifying scene surprised the Shattrath exiles trapped in their cages, who had never been to Azeroth, who had never heard of the prestige of the Dead Sea Fleet, and who did not know that they had just passed away from death.

"Uh... It's really hanging. ”

Romuel wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was sure that these necromancers were not good, they were targeting the Void engine of the Ginidale, then it meant that the previous gossip was true, and the Darkblade undead seemed to be secretly studying the mysteries of the Star Ship.

The Grand Technician wasted no time, quickly unraveling the cages of the other exiles and handing them the weapons that Naga had left behind, as Azeroth's most shameless group of soft-skinned snakes laid siege to their people.

And in the sea area of the Sea of Mists at this time, the five warships of the Night Elves are sailing towards the island where the Draenei fell. Shogun Hazuki looked out at the sea in the distance, and the elf's super vision allowed her to vaguely distinguish the black smoke rising from the island, and she turned to the baby-faced guard beside her and said:

"Ariel, send a message to Mount Hyjal and the Borean tundra..."

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