Recently, Auberdine has been as lively as the past few days. At the port, human and goblin merchants were bargaining with the curious night elves. A large amount of supplies were sent to Auberdine's warehouse through the dock, and some night elves were responsible for maintaining order.

Elf ships shuttled on the sea near the pier, making this city that has existed for thousands of years unexpectedly filled with a lively atmosphere like the rising sun.

However, on a broken island thousands of meters away from Auberdine Port, Azshara stepped out of the deep sea in a noble manner like a queen, escorted by several Naga royal guards.

On this ancient island, her octopus-like lower body moved forward on the island, while her graceful upper body looked at the black land of Auberdine in the distance.

"The Kaldorei seem to be enjoying themselves..."

Queen Azshara's hoarse voice sounded on this dead island. In the sea water behind her, countless densely packed black spots were swimming rapidly from the deep sea towards the surface. The number could easily make people sound overwhelming.

A swarm of insects, or the terrifying locusts of harvest season.

The Queen stretched out her hand and took out a scepter from her gorgeous belt wrapped with a faint blue light like flowing water. As she shook the scepter, the calm sea around her suddenly stirred up a terrifying wave.

.

"Ah, these betrayers, these untouchables..."

Azshara's voice became softer, but the words she spoke were like the most vicious and crazy curse:

"Look at them, they have forgotten the original sin in their blood. They overthrew their rulers with their own hands, and destroyed my beloved civilization and my compatriots with their own hands..."

Azshara's eyes drifted upwards. She seemed to see the towering Mount Hyjal and Nordrassil, the world tree, across the northern continent of Kalimdor. There was a strange look on her charming face.

Smile:

"Tyrande...you're right there, right?"

"Wow"

The terrifying sound of millions of tons of seawater colliding sounded on the sea behind Queen Azshara. The moment she raised the tidal scepter in her hand, a sea tide nearly 20 meters high rolled in an extremely abrupt manner.

Appearing in the calm sea of ​​mist.

"They thought I forgot..."

"They thought I was dead..."

"They thought I was scared..."

"But I'm still here... Azshara is still here..."

The scepter in the Queen's hand was swung forward at this moment, and the sea tide like the tide of destruction roared forward. Under the Queen's will, it moved forward like a wall, and even became larger and larger.

It's getting more and more terrifying.

"The great ocean tide that reaches the sky of Mount Hyjal will tell them... Ten thousand years later, I am back!"

"Azshara is back!"

"I'll come..."
Chapter completed!