Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

In the vast sea, a huge fleet is moving forward in a storm.

Some passengers on the ship are gathering on the deck to jointly release spells, trying to support the arcane barrier against the storms of nature.

The weather on the sea is like a child’s face. It was rainy and windy at the moment, but after leaving the storm circle, the warm sunshine shone on the deck of the fleet again.

Huh~

A haggard-looking night elf in fine clothes swayed, and another blond man beside him immediately reached out to support him.

Father, are you okay?

fine.

Dath'Remar shook his head with a pale face, It's just that the magic power is a bit overdrawn, let me rest for a while.

Danas hesitated for a moment and said, Father, why don't you... drink another bottle of Moonwell water?

no!

Dath'Remar firmly waved his hand and refused, We still don't know how long it will take to find a suitable settlement. Water from the Moonwell and the Moonwell must be distributed strictly according to the predetermined plan. I cannot take the lead in breaking the rules.

But……

Okay! I'm not so weak...cough cough!

Before he finished speaking, Dath'Remar suddenly coughed, and Danas hurried forward to help his father follow his back.

Hey~

With the help of Danas, Dath'Remar left the deck and entered the cabin below. He shook his head with a wry smile.

I didn't expect that after leaving the blessing of the World Tree, life would be so difficult, and diseases that we had never had before began to come to us.

After all, Sara Dashiel is just an unblessed world tree, and its effective range can only be maintained in Val'sharah.

Leaving the Broken Isles and sailing, most of the Highborne were excitedly looking forward to a new life of freedom in the future, hoping to restore their former glory after regaining the source of infinite magic power.

But the reality quickly slapped them on the face left and right, waking up the dreams of the upper elves.

The first is the magic addiction that will inevitably occur after leaving the scope of World Tree's blessing.

Dath'Remar had already prepared for this. When he stole the water bottle of the Well of Eternity from Anarchis, he took away most of the Moonwell water produced at that time.

In addition to the moonlit well water that Leticia supported them, if it is strictly distributed, it should be barely able to support the ship until it docks.

On the other hand, without the blessing of the World Tree, the upper elves no longer have eternal life and invulnerable physique.

Even if there is no immortality, the night elves are immortal after all, and there is no clue to the issue of lifespan for the time being, but the disease is more serious.

The turbulent wind and waves in the sea alone caused many upper elves to vomit to death all day long, and people who ate whole grains would inevitably suffer from some minor illnesses.

In the past, these problems were filtered out by Nordrassil's blessing, but now they need the highborne to adapt and solve them.

Although Dath'Remar had already prepared to bring some alchemy potions for healing, but with tens of thousands of people sailing at sea for several months, the little alchemy potions in reserve alone were completely useless.

In order to help the fleet survive the storm, Dath'Remar worked all night in the wind and rain, and he, who was already overworked, naturally caught a cold.

Fortunately, it was only a minor illness, and Danas just took this opportunity to give his overworked father a good rest.

He bit the bullet and took over Dath'Remar's job, using the knowledge and experience he had learned from his father to try his best to coordinate the food and clothing of all the highborne.

Three months later, amidst the surprise cheers of the lookouts, the fleet finally saw the land on the other side of the sea level. The Highborne who had been bumping on the sea for nearly a year all shed tears of excitement.

The leader of the fleet, Eberdon, who escorted the Highborne across the ocean, also heaved a sigh of relief. Although this sea voyage experienced some twists and turns, it finally reached the other side of the ocean smoothly.

With this route to the New World, the ships in Stormport may be able to carry out cross-sea trade with the highborne who moved to the Eastern Continent in the future, and bring the rare special products of the Eastern Continent back to Kalimdor for sale. They should be able to earn money from it. Not a lot of profit.

However, these are all issues that the upper elves need to consider. After sending the upper elves ashore, Ebboton replenished the supplies with the enthusiastic help of the local aborigines, and returned to the Broken Isles again.

The land where the Highborne landed also has lush forests, and the aborigines living here are strange intelligent creatures that Dath'Remar has never seen before.

Their skin is pink, their bodies are much thinner than the stronger night elves, and their ears are very short.

But these aborigines are very hospitable and hospitable. Knowing that the upper elves came from another continent across the ocean, this group of aborigines, who call themselves humans, took the initiative to explain the history of this land to them, and did not provide Dath'Remar and others. temporary residence.

The language used by humans is the standard Titan language. Although the Kaldorei language has been improved and evolved over the years, it is still a branch of the Titan language in essence. The two sides can easily understand each other's meaning when they communicate with each other.

Dath'Remar learned from the leader of this human clan that the name of this land is Tirisfal, which means fall of Tyr in the Titan language.

After sailing on the sea for nearly a year, the supplies stored by the Highborne were almost exhausted.

It just so happens that they need time to adapt to the water and soil of the new world. The forest named Tirisfal is filled with strong magic power. After discussing with the patriarchs of the major families, Dath'Remar decided to temporarily settle in this land to recuperate.

...

Andrea and the others arrived in the Eastern Continent before the Highborne, and they should have arrived in Tirisfal before Dath'Remar.

But unexpected encounters on the way slowed down their speed, and may even endanger the lives of the group.

Later generations named the area Hillsbrad, and Andrea and others are now hiding in this complex hilly area.

A small head with brilliant blond hair protruded from the woods, looked around vigilantly, and then hid back in the woods again.

Uncle Andrea, I didn't see the shadow of the stalker, are you sure it's not your illusion?

Sure.

Andrea frowned and nodded, My perception has always been very keen, and the sense of threat like a thorn on my back has always existed. There must be something hanging behind us and following us.

Onyxia's expression changed at this time, Seres, are you paying attention to the sky?

Celeste froze for a moment, then shook her head and said, Heaven? No.

Andrea saw Princess Black Dragon's suddenly solemn expression, and quickly understood her guess.

Black Dragon?

Very likely, and it's a malicious black dragon sent by Deathwing.

Although Celeste has received training from the Moon Guard, she is a rookie who has never been on the battlefield after all, and she still lacks experience.

Andrea personally took Leticia out of the woods this time to check, and as expected, Leticia found clues in the dark night sky with her eagle eye technique.

A ferocious dragon head with two horns protruded from behind the clouds in the sky, and its tawny dragon eyes stared straight at the grove where Andrea and the others were hiding.

really.

Onyxia said with a solemn expression, Saberian, Deathwing's most trusted lieutenant, never expected that he would not be scared off by the previous luxurious lineup. I was careless.

Thanks to the book friend Moyu Jiaozhu for the reward.