Make Azeroth breathtaking

At this point, Tannis couldn't help but swear. She activated a barrier against arcane damage with a speed beyond her usual reaction time, then rolled several times to get close to the arcane elemental that had raised its hand again. The twin pistols with their blades extended, swirling with true energy, pierced its body fiercely.

"........"

Upon encountering Tannis's attack, the arcane elemental stopped bombarding the arcane barrage and struck Tannis's head with its fists wrapped in energy. Tannis, with a slightly distressed expression, quickly threw a grenade at its fists and retreated rapidly.

"boom!!"

The specially designed jamming grenades exploded on the Arcane Elemental's hands, causing a small-scale disruption to its energy. Seizing this moment, Mekkatorque set up his beam cannon, locked onto the Arcane Elemental's head, and pulled the trigger.

"call out----"

White light pierced through, creating a large hole in the arcane elemental's chest, but in less than a second, the hole was filled with moonlight.

"Keep firing! Mr. Mekkatorque!!!"

Seeing the arcane elemental raise its hand once again to unleash the arcane barrage, Tannis once more pressed close to its body and engaged it in combat. The blades of the two pistols danced wildly in her hands, like a blooming rose.

"Whoosh—" "Whoosh—" "Whoosh—"

Knowing that he had taken on the main offensive role, Mekkatorque did not hesitate. He seized every opportunity to cooperate with Tannis's Gunblade Dance, firing shot after shot. Although the damage from each shot was filled with moonlight, the moonlight gradually dimmed with its movements.

"Click—"

Finally, after several collisions, Tennys's gunblade shattered into pieces with a crisp metallic cracking sound, and the full moon hanging in the sky dimmed to almost no visibility.

"Eclipse of the Stars—Occultation of the Moon—"

The simulated moonlight vanished completely in a few breaths, and the hall became pitch black. The massive arcane elemental body collapsed like a toppled block, leaving small patches of light on the ground. At that moment, Tannis clearly felt something trying to leave wounds on her.

"Get close to that point of light, and stand inside it!"

This time, however, without Tannis's reminder, Mekkatorque had already approached the points of light and drawn his weapons, engaging in a fierce battle with the monsters illuminated by the moonlight. He used missiles, small robots, lasers, and even flamethrowers. Under the rapid onslaught of these weapons, the monsters were defeated one after another, turning into a sky full of light dust.

"Watch the brightness of the moonlight! Replace it with another pool of moonlight as soon as it gets dim!"

Tanis slammed the butt of her rifle into the head of a monster that was trying to tear her face off. At the same time, a Spirit Bomb, combined with the goblin mine she had just thrown, blasted another monster to pieces. She rolled away from the almost completely dark area and ran to another area to continue fighting.

Time passed second by second, the spots of light on the ground became fewer and fewer, and the number of monsters remained unknown, all of which made Tannis feel slightly anxious.

Finally, after another monster scattered into a shower of light dust, the light returned to the Craftsmen's Hall. The statue standing there held a ball of light symbolizing the sun in one hand and a ball of light symbolizing the moonlight in the other, silently watching Tennys and the others. Behind the statue, the constellations were shining brightly.

"Damn it... we completely forgot we haven't even damaged the thing's core yet! But its damn defense... should I call in a quantum bomb? The problem is, detonating a quantum bomb in Gnomeregan's current environment, who knows what will happen!"

Just as Tennys was seriously considering this question, the statue slowly spoke.

"...Flesh and blood creatures, why do they resist?"

"Not resist... are we just waiting to die?"

Mekkatorque stood beside Tannis, panting, staring at the statue's face.

"Death... Database search... Incomprehensible... Flesh and blood... Curse... Purification..."

As the statue raised its hand again, before it could launch another attack, the surrounding environment began to flicker.

"Insufficient energy... System... Hibernate..."

With these words that seemed to mark the end of an era, the starry sky it projected receded rapidly like a rolled-up piece of cloth, and its perfect form began to disintegrate, revealing a projection of Thermaprag trapped inside...

"I knew it... that guy, Thermaprag..."

Mekkatorque silently walked to the projection of Thermaprag, stared at it as it was about to disappear, sighed softly, and dragged his heavy steps to the Gnomeregan main control panel where indicator lights were still flashing faintly. He then forcefully pulled a lever.

"Waaaaahh ...

A piercing siren blared throughout Gnomeregan as a massive surge of energy burst through the blocked exhaust pipes, shooting into the sky and instantly stealing away the sunlight.

As the energy was expelled, Gnomeregan slowly fell into silence. The sound of gears gradually faded away, the lights went out one by one in an orderly fashion, and there was no longer any production activity in areas such as the main shaft.

"Let's go, Miss Tanis..."

After taking one last look at the Craftsmen's Hall, Mekkatorque wiped away tears that had streamed down his face, and gazed greedily at the now-ceaseless Great Axis of Gnomeregan in the distance, as if trying to etch it into his very soul.

"Let's...go back..."

41. Code name 'Gaiboga'

Ratchet, Tannis's laboratory.

"This is the culprit that turned Gnomeregan into a dead city? A ball?"

Gazlowe looked with interest at the core of what appeared to be a metal sphere, bound by multiple force fields and placed on the experimental table.

"Yes, we managed to get it back at the last minute, even while carrying Mekkatorque on our backs."

Although Tennyson said this, she didn't seem to feel that it had been a difficult time at all.

"You had the Great Tinker's armor create a slightly false projection for Mekkatorque, making him think you left with him immediately, right?"

Gazlowe happily exposed Tannis's little trick, and then went around to the center of attention.

"Is there still a risk? I don't want Ratchet to follow in Gnomeregan's footsteps... To be honest, I really can't imagine the entire Ratchet being filled with mechanical goblins... Maybe they'll be setting off fireworks day and night?"

Tanis spread her hands.

"I can't guarantee 100% that, Dad. Although I've emptied all its energy and cut off its logic circuits as much as possible, who knows if it has any other tricks up its sleeve."

"Then let's eliminate any potential backup plans!"

Gazlowe put on his goggles, pulled out a large wrench and a large screwdriver, and his large white teeth gleamed in the light from his split mouth.

"Come on, now that it has experienced the 'love' of gnome engineering, let's let this 'gentleman' experience the wonders of goblin engineering!"

"Roger that, Dad!"

Tanis grinned maliciously and pulled out a hammer.

——————————————Half a day later——————————————————————

"......"

"..."

Looking at the pile of unidentifiable objects that they had forcibly dismantled from the core, Tannis and Gazlowe exchanged bewildered glances.

"These things... don't seem to fit into either of our engineering systems?"

"...It seems that its main structure is more like the arcane golem system, with the mechanical structure playing a transitional and lubricating role...What exactly did those damned researchers in Gnomeregan discover from it? Wasn't it supposed to have driven technological progress in Gnomeregan?"

Tennys used her robotic arm to pick up something that looked like a chip and examined it closely, turning it over and over.

"Who knows? After all, according to intelligence, the researchers who got their 'revelation' from it are either dead or turned into mechanical dwarfs. I now strongly suspect that those guys fooled Mekkatorque for some purpose. Alright, daughter, put these things away. I'll decorate them and sell them as luxury goods."

Gazlowe put down the wrench and sighed in frustration. Then he saw Tennys still carefully examining the messy things, seemingly deep in thought.

“I told my daughter, these things are really no help to your recovery plan. Arcane and engineering do have a lot in common, but I’ve also seen the blueprints for your G0 Warlord. It’s a purely engineering creation.”

Worried that Tanis might accidentally go astray, Gazlowe tried to dissuade her, knowing that Tanis's work to restore the G0 Warlord was not going smoothly.

“No, Father, I suddenly realized that another, more aggressive weapon in Celestial Technology might be able to use some of the arcane technologies from these things.”

Tannis put down what she was holding and started tapping on the mechanical assistant. Soon, an image of another machine was projected.

"Isn't this thing just a pure engineering creation...? Wait, the structure in these places is completely wrong! With this design, it will destroy itself as soon as it starts operating!"

Gazlowe immediately noticed a series of structural inconsistencies in the war machine.

"Codenamed 'Geboga,' it was designed and created by the first generation of mechanics—the Seven Machine Gods—after the Tyrant King Bakal stripped them of their right to use magic in the Celestial Realm. It was a weapon of ultimate combat against the Tyrant King, incorporating the most advanced mechanical concepts of the Celestial Realm at the time. Ironically, however, a considerable portion of the machinery inside Geboga... was forged by magic..."

"Magic? Didn't you just say that the magic of your celestial realm was sealed by that so-called Tyrant King Bakal?"

Gazlowe, who rarely heard Tanis speak of the history of the world to which her race belonged, was instantly captivated.

"Yes, but a powerful magician infiltrated the Mechanical God's team, trying to ruin all of the Mechanical God's efforts—I know what you want to ask, Dad. Sometimes, the person who helps you is not necessarily an ally, and the person who hurts you is not necessarily an enemy."

"That sounds like a long story. Well, let's get back to the Gaborga. If you want to restore it, there are more problems than with the G0 Warlords."

As he spoke, Gazlowe picked up a piece of chalk and began writing on the blackboard next to him.

"First, money! Yes, that's a big problem. Although you have some savings now, it's clearly not enough to restore something like Geborg!"

"Second! Technical restoration! Gaboga is a hybrid crystallization of magic and engineering. To restore it, the technical hurdle you will face is far greater than that of a G0 Warlord! Especially in terms of arcane magic, although you have mastered a lot of arcane theory, in actual application, you are almost a complete novice!"

"Third! Space! Based on your blueprints, I've estimated just how huge a workshop would be needed to build it. Ratchet City simply doesn't have that many people to spare right now. The Tinkerers' Guild is our current priority!"

"Yes, Dad, so partial restoration is enough."

"Local?"

Gazlowe frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded.

"Locally speaking, it's not a big problem. But which area of ​​Gaboga do you plan to restore first?"

"this."

Tannis tapped lightly on the virtual keyboard, hiding most of Gaboga's body, leaving only his right arm shimmering faintly.

"With an arm combined with a fist, and a power system added to the back, and using a hyperspace teleportation device, it can be used as a powerful weapon multiple times—I think not many guys can withstand a sudden attack from this fist."

"...Hmm, not a bad idea."

Gazlowe, who had mentally simulated the power of the punch based on Gaboga's parameters, nodded and patted Tannis on the shoulder.

"Go for it! We repairmen have as many tricks up our sleeves as possible!"

42. Gathering in Kalimdor

Two weeks after the Battle of Gnomeregan.

A fleet flying the flags of the Alliance, Lordaeron, and Kul Tiras docked at the Ratchet docks, while dozens more such ships anchored further out in the harbor.

Looking much more haggard, Jaina disembarked from the ship accompanied by her bodyguards and went to meet Tanys, who had already received the news and was waiting for her at the dock. Although she was the princess of the sea and a true princess of Kul Tiras, the voyage had still left her exhausted—too many people had died along the way, and she was powerless to help them.

“Jaina, welcome to Ratchet. I have prepared a feast for your arrival.”

Tanya stepped forward and gave Jaina a big hug, while Jaina rested her chin on Tanya's shoulder and began to sob softly.

"......"

Completely unsure of what expression to make next, Tannis could only stand there stiffly with an awkward smile. To her relief, Jaina quickly regained her composure.