In the creation stories of many civilizations, there are records of the destruction of the world by great floods, and the writers of those creation stories seem to use this form of moving mountains and reclamation to highlight the greatness of the gods and the terrible wrath of the gods.

This kind of story sounds epic, but when it actually happens, it's really not fun at all...

The ships of the Third Fleet of Kurtiras are considered advanced warships in the entire world of Azeroth, with the best and thickest oak as the hull, and the inside is made of magically forged metal as keels, laying three or four decks, on each deck, there are storm charms carved by the sages from the Temple of the Tides, and each battleship is equipped with an incredible number of cannons and thermal weapons, such a warship has a displacement of at least 1200 tons or more, and a flagship like the Jackdaw, The displacement easily exceeded 2000 tons.

But such a battleship, which was so heavy that mortals could hardly imagine, was like the most insignificant toy in the tsunami set off by Queen Aishara at this time, and was easily pressed into the hundreds of tons of seawater by the surging tide like the hand of a giant, and after experiencing the suffocating submersion, it was violently thrown out of the sea by the subsequent tumbling sea, and even broke away from the sea for a few seconds, flew into the sky, and under the manipulation of the hand of the sea, flipped over for a few weeks, and smashed on the surface of the sea.

The crews of the entire Third Fleet were like flying on the turbulent waves.

Several storm sages on the Jackdaw prayed frantically to the tide below deck, and their strange tidal power enveloped the battleship in a different way, like an invisible barrier composed of strong winds and currents, allowing the tsunami to surge wildly, and the huge power could always be dissolved by the feng shui power outside the battleship, without harming the integrity of the entire battleship.

But this was for the battleship itself, and the sailors operating on the battleship were not so lucky, and in the first wave of the great tide rolled in, Colonel Taylor lost a quarter of the men on deck, and the unfortunate ones were thrown out of the storm barrier between the flips of the ship, and were thrown into the terrible hellish whirlpool of the tide, and disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.

And Colonel Taylor, who had trapped himself on the mast, was soaking wet, like a chicken in the soup, but fortunately, the elven children who were sent to the ship were placed below the deck, and they might suffer, but as long as they were not extremely unlucky, they would never die.

Colonel Taylor breathed hard in this once-in-a-century tsunami, he had been sent to Kul Tiras by the Stormwind Kingdom to study navigation since he was very young, he had followed Admiral Dai Lin, participated in the last battle against the old tribe, and participated in the Battle of Whispering Harbor, but there had never been a war like the current situation, which made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

He looked up, and the gorgeous sky that had been shrouded in the golden red sunset was shrouded in thick clouds in that instant, like some powerful magician calling for a stormy strategic magic, and a flash of blue-white lightning danced in the gloomy clouds, as if a terrible rain could fall at any moment.

However, this is not Taylor's main concern at this time, he is in the midst of extremely uncomfortable bumps, Taylor looks back at Auberdine with difficulty...

The elven city he had been stationed in for more than a month, a quiet and beautiful city with a pleasant environment that always reminded him of his hometown... Not anymore!

The port city of Auberdine, built on the edge of the Black Sea, has been completely overwhelmed by the ferocious tsunami that struck at the first wave, like the fists raised by the angry sea, easily destroying the not-so-strong walls of Auberdine, and between the waves of turbid waves, Taylor could vaguely see the submerged Auberdine being completely crushed in the tide.

The elves were like ants in a pot of soup, struggling in the tide that they couldn't resist, and around them there were the wrecks of ships that had been completely smashed, and the waves crashed past it, and it would all disappear without a trace, and they would sink into the icy water, let the fishy water pour into their nostrils, squeeze out the last breath of air in their lungs, and then suffocate in excruciating pain.

Drowned... It was the most painful of all deaths, and now, in the form of a catastrophe, hung over the whole of Auberdine.

"Oh my God, oh my God..."

A qualified veteran who has experienced countless wars can only sigh meaninglessly in pain at this moment, of course he wants to save those innocent people, but he can't... As the terrible tide continued to roll inward, he might not even be able to save himself.

"Colonel! The general is there! ”

Beside Taylor, a sailor who also tied himself to the mast pointed to the tumbling sea in the icy storm, and shouted loudly, Taylor turned his head sharply, and saw that on the sea not far from the Jackdaw, the shirtless Thanred was pulling the star song and carrying the two children on his back, floating in the tide with difficulty.

"The Holy Light is above!"

A glint of joy flashed in Taylor's eyes, and he quickly drew his waist knife, cut the rope from his body, and then picked up a rope with a floating ring on the deck, and shouted to the other sailors:

"What are you still doing! Come and help! ”

A dozen sailors immediately ran, and they tied the rope with the hook and the buoyancy to Colonel Taylor, and the brave major took a deep breath, and then rushed out of the deck in the ups and downs of the battleship, entered the water in a standard position, and then swam with difficulty in the surging icy tide to the direction of Thanreid.

Although the water quality of Tamred is excellent, but in the case of dragging Xingge and two children, he can't maintain balance in the water at all, but the desire to survive in a desperate situation is extremely strong, Tanred in the surrounding tide full of malicious beating, accurately captured the position of Major Taylor falling into the sea, while Taylor swam towards him, Tanred also used all his strength to drag Xingge to Taylor.

"Hold on! Anna, kids, hold on! We're about to be saved..."

Tanred's blonde hair was wet and pressed against his forehead, and he struggled to turn back and smile at the nearly unconscious Moon Priest:

"Don't want to leave me this time, Tiana... You've been mine for the rest of your life. ”

Xingge looked at Tanreid, who was trying to smile at her, and a supreme emotion erupted in the heart of this apprentice priest, in the desperate situation of this natural disaster, she finally broke through the cage of faith, and she decided... She's going to get out of here with Tanred.

If they survive...

"General, I've got you!"

At this time, Taylor's hand was finally clasped on Tannrid's arm, and the colonel waved wildly at the battleship in the tide, and the next moment, the rope wrapped around him tightened, dragging three adults and two poor elven children towards the Jackdaw, which was tumbling in the tide.

Hundreds of meters away, Queen Aishshara rested comfortably on her jewel-encrusted throne, her lower octopus-like tentacles lazily resting on the edge of the throne, and at her waist hung the tidal scepter that had easily lifted the tide that had destroyed the entire Black Sea, like the most beautiful pendant.

This magnificent throne of the deep sea is carried by 8 of the strongest Naga royal guards, moving quickly in the direction of the Black Sea in the rolling tide, and behind Queen Aishara's throne, nearly a million mobilized Nagas are following their queen under the deep sea, to the sacred land of the betrayed Night Elves, after 10,000 years, the world that was taken away will finally return to the queen, and this time, Aishara will not lose it again.

"Hmm... Who's that? ”

The bored Queen Azhara suddenly noticed the group of Tanred who were struggling to survive on the sea hundreds of meters away, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her blood-colored eyes, as well as a trace of undisguised malice.

"I smell a disgusting smell from him... That's the smell of enemies of the deep, that's the smell of Dai Lin. ”

The Queen's gaze fell on Thanred, she shook her head, stretched out her finger adorned with gems, as if to repel flies, and flicked it in the direction of Tamred:

"The nasty Dai Lin destroyed my 7 cities and killed nearly 150,000 of my people... Isn't it a matter of course that I took his son's life? ”

In a low laugh, less than 150 yards below the surface of the Jackdaw, a crazy tide rushed from under the deep sea, and in an exclamation, Tamrid, Taylor, Xingge and the two children were hit head-on by the tide, and the figures of the five people suddenly rushed from the tumbling sea into the sky, and in the dizzying spin, the arms that Taylor and Tamrid grabbed together were forcibly separated.

"Hold my hand! Catch! Tamrid! Hold on! ”

Taylor frantically waved his hands in the air, trying to grab Tanred and Starsong who were rushed towards the other side, while Tanred held his lover in one hand and grabbed Taylor frantically with the other.

But in the end, the two hands stained with cold tide water, separated forever by a fraction of a second.

"No!"

In the roar of Colonel Taylor, who had re-fallen into the water, he could only watch in despair as Tannred and Xingge fell further into the sea, but the two children were beside him, Taylor gritted his teeth, he untied the rope from his body in the water, wrapped the rope around the two children, and then took a deep breath and swam towards the place where Tannred fell.

On the other side, in the shock of falling back into the sea, Thanred held Xingge in his arms, and he suffered the impact of falling into the water from a high altitude, two streams of blood flowed out of Tanred's nostrils, and when he was dying, Tanred felt a pair of cold fingers brushing his cheeks, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that in the water that shone with a strange turquoise halo, Xingge was looking at him with a look full of tenderness.

In his blurred vision, the elf he loved so much was so beautiful...

"Remember that question you just asked me? My Tanred..."

"My answer is... Yes, but I want you to live well, Tanred... I'll be in another world... Bless you, my love... Don't, don't forget me..."

Star Song's trembling and helpless voice sounded in Tannred's heart, she finally left a cold kiss on Tannred's forehead, and the next moment, the power of the trainee priestess gently blew on Tannred's body, and the faint starlight power pushed Tannred who was slowly falling into the sea backwards to the surface of the sea in a shock-like form, and Star Song himself, in the effect of that impact, fell into the dark deep sea at a faster speed.

Tannred stretched out his hand to grab his lover, but in his increasingly blurred vision, he could only see Xingge's long white dress fluttering in the cold deep sea, like the corners of her skirt fluttering in the wind, just as beautiful as the first time he saw her on the docks in Auberdine...

"Wow"

A hand like iron pincers finally grabbed the arm of Tanred, who had fallen into a coma, and a panting Taylor looked at the general who was still alive, the colonel breathed a sigh of relief, the tide around him was still rolling, but it was much more dull than the previous devastating tsunami.

Probably because the purpose had been achieved, Azhara did not set off a devastating tsunami, but the sea level of the Sea of Mists was rising at a frantic rate under the power of the Tidal Scepter, and after ten minutes of drifting, the demobilized Colonel Taylor was pulled onto the deck by the surviving sailors, as well as their unconscious and seriously wounded general.

Standing on the deck, Taylor took the telescope with trembling hands, and under the still gloomy sky, Taylor looked in the direction of the Black Sea... There was no Black Coast anymore, and rising sea levels had submerged everything along the Black Coast, almost clinging to the mountains that intersected with Felwood Forest, all the way up, like... It's like completely submerging the mountain range and eventually reaching Mount Hyjal.

"Crazy... It's crazy! ”

Taylor, whose hands and feet were cold, put down his binoculars, turned back to the equally dazed sailors behind him, and said:

"In my capacity as interim Fleet Commander of the Third Fleet, alert the Imperial garrisons in the Felwood Forest and Ash Valley theaters as quickly as possible... And he told them, 'The great flood is coming.'