Patrick patrolled the construction of the harbor every day, of course, the captives and hires saw the floating city in the sky, as well as a small part of Patrick's inadvertently revealed strength, they instantly felt that holding the thighs of the High Elves was a good choice, and some hires even proposed to Garinder and Eri that they were willing to undertake a long-term employment relationship in exchange for a stable life.

Quel'Thalas knew the human way of life, and worked hard day after day in exchange for gold coins to support himself and his family, which of course is why most elves live in Silvermoon City. Compared with obtaining living funds through their own labor, it is obviously a better choice to get money without work, and all the living materials of the elves in Silvermoon City are rationed free of charge, and they don't worry about starving to death at all.

This is the nature of all intelligent beings, whether it is human beings or elves, and the most basic nature of intelligent life is to get something for nothing, to eat and be lazy, without exception.

Patrick didn't care about the opinions of the employees, and at most this kind of trivial matter was reported to Anida and let the officials in the City of Daylight decide.

During the construction of the harbor, the spirit of the bobcat, Legbar, found Patrick, a giant bobcat who spoke Salas: "I have a very bad feeling. ”

As an animal god, the bigger the size, the stronger the strength, it is the tradition of the animal gods, he stayed in Quel'Salas for a long time to accept the Ranger sacrifice, his strength increased rapidly, if not counting the wings, the spirit of the lynx showed all its strength, which can be compared to the size of the dragons.

Usually just quietly following Patrick's side, or carrying Patrick around the road, it is this obedience of Regba that makes everyone here afraid of the strength of the High Elves. And this time it took the initiative to find itself, apparently something.

"I feel that someone in the north is stealing our power, and I feel that several animal gods are in a state of weakness, those damned deceivers."

It's not surprising that the animal gods have their own ways of contacting each other, but Patrick didn't expect that Legbar could feel that someone was attacking the animal gods: "Same as Zu Aman?" ”

Patrick thought that when the spirit of the lynx came out of Malakas, those Zuamane trolls were stealing the power of the animal god, but now he thought that the Dakale trolls of Zudak were doing the same thing.

"Yes." Legba replied in the affirmative: "Several animal gods here have begun to weaken, they have even lost their freedom, and they have begun to be sucked up by those deceivers. ”

"You want me to save them?" Patrick seemed to understand what Regbar meant. When Patrick attacked the trolls, it was because he saved the spirit of the lynx and caused chaos to the trolls, and Patrick's troops who went deep behind enemy lines were able to escape.

"The so-called animal gods, we have been accepted by the rules of this world, even if it is ** destroyed, our souls are also protected by the entire Azeroth world. But those insatiable trolls, who absorb our power without limit, will deplete our power until we can no longer maintain our soul form, and eventually die. Help me save them, just like my relationship with you, and I will convince them to join the kingdom of Quel'Salas and then serve you. ”

Legba's words were sincere, after all, the previous Lynx Spirit had already experienced a deception, and the priests who had blasphemed themselves were no longer worthy of trust. And it's a lot more comfortable to live with the elves, isn't it, these elves who have been enemies of the trolls they have sheltered for many years, although they are not as obedient to themselves as trolls, but they also do not be blasphemers who steal their power.

Life in Quel'Salas is very leisurely, basking in the sun every day, eating, there are elves willing to come to sacrifice themselves, just take it all, the growth rate of strength is indeed not as fast as the trolls who worship themselves in the whole clan, but this kind of life is safe and leisurely. Besides, how can the living conditions of the High Elves be comparable to those of the trolls, and if the living conditions of the trolls are good, with the breeding ability of the trolls, the number of people can be piled up to kill the elves, and it will not be able to delay the establishment of Quel'Salas and the reinforcements of humans at all.

"But you have to understand that the Rangers were able to accept you because your Lynx offspring were able to fight with the Rangers, and because of me, you no longer have the power of voodoo, can you convince the animal gods not to change the body of the Elven Priests, and to stop using voodoo and sorcery?"

Patrick thought about it, are there still fewer trolls with snake heads, cat heads, and chicken heads, and there is absolutely no way that Quel'Thalas will be willing to become snake heads, cat heads, and chicken heads. (Of course, there are exceptions for elves with special preferences.) ）

"I think I will, after all, the way we get along with each other is successful, isn't it?" Legbar licked his paws, and a pair of huge eyes stared straight at Patrick.

"I promise you that I will accept them if they wish, but I also hope that they will be able to survive in the High Elves' sphere of influence like you. I can't go now, the battle of the Northern Expedition hasn't started yet, I have to start the Northern Expedition, and then stabilize our forces before I can go with you to help those animal gods. ”

……

Without getting too much tangled here, Patrick's previous plans had to be completed before he could let go of anything else, and the Spirit of the Bobcat knew this, so he didn't say much.

The construction on the pirates is in full swing, and Garinder Charon led some of the rangers, and the map here has been mapped, according to Garinder's map, there is a coast to the northeast of Rogue's Harbor, and the cliff on the coast has an ancient elevator, which is the coast of Sorov, and to the northwest is the walrus tribe Kamagu, and according to Garinde's report, the pirate captives here said that they and the walrus tribe have always been bounded by Garvey Reef, and no one cares about anyone.

For 10,000 years, walrus people have lived on the coastline south of Northrend, from the borean tundra and keel moors to the howling fjord. There are a lot of these inconspicuous indigenous peoples, and of course, this excludes the walrus people who died in war, the undead, and the Viku.

After the initial establishment of the camp here, the aircraft carrier battle group divided into two teams, one group continued to stay in Rogue's Harbor, and the other team followed Patrick's Floating City and the Sunfury Legion to the Dragonbone Wilderness.