Anomaly Of Warcraft

When there is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two forces, it is natural that you and I love you a lot.

The confidant of the night elves is in Silithus, the Qiraji, the vast desert where many heroes and children have been buried in Silithus for three thousand years.

In the eyes of the night elves, Ere'Thalas was just a poor relative in a distance, nothing more than a trivial old calendar.

For those guys, it's not worth turning around with human brothers.

Of course, if it can be extinguished easily, it is not a bad idea.

But it is absolutely impossible for the night elves to bleed and die in Elthalas. Those high-level elves who are willing to fall are not worthy!

So the fear of polymaths actually belongs to feeling good about themselves, simply thinking too much.

As long as the upper elves of Elthalas can show the courage to fight back, their fellow night elves will never turn this corner in Feralas.

But all these are the conclusions that Carlos reached after adjusting from left to right. He didn't say that the fear of the upper elves would not disappear. He said, the upper elves would not believe it.

The racial friendship of Azeroth depends entirely on the fusion of hatred, and the history of Azeroth's civilization is the mark of the car run over by the wheel of hatred.

Who is worthy of such a fool!

Carlos felt that the biggest surprise when calling Dailin was that the Kultila people's business talents were really good.

With the help of the Kul Tiras Marine Merchant (Army Robber), Carlos's profit from Erre'Thalas was more than twice as smooth, and he did not offend anyone.

The Qiraji worm's problem will be resolved sooner or later. The dragon's seal is obviously a problem. The night elves are not C'Thun's opponents, and they can no longer suppress the worms for a long time.

Although the pride of night elves can persist for at least one generation of human growth, the long-eared people's appeal for help is a foreseeable future.

Carlos didn't want to do too much to offend the upper elf too much.

This is not convenient for future united front work.

Take it as soon as you see it. These are the original words Carlos left to Dai Lin.

The army can be withdrawn in batches in an orderly manner, and the selected upper elf craftsmen must go first.

Talent, only talent is the real gain of Carlos's trip.

Gold and silver jewelry are just floating wealth. Magic treasures are not worth eating. Only the Master can have inexhaustible wealth.

I missed the trade winds of this season, and the next voyage season will be three months later.

Lordaeron was in a strange situation, and it was time to stand up and clean up the situation.

The journey to the gates was quite complete, and Velen was coming to Azeroth in two years, and the alliance heaven group was about to gather.

With such a big advantage, if you tell me how to lose, just ask you how to lose!

Although he understands that this idea has the power of eloquence, Carlos is convinced that he won't be poisonous if he doesn't say it, so he can't help but think of Meimei.

So something happened.

"what happened?"

Carlos's dissatisfaction was overwhelming, and he did not have the stability that a king should have.

Shaking face with the green dragon is because Carlos has alternatives.

Khadgar is indeed a genius. Together with the teleportation magic, he used his own power to raise the theoretical level of the entire Dalaran by several levels.

Although a large-scale deployment of troops across oceans is not a valuable option, as long as they are willing to spend money, it is still possible to take Carlos back alone.

So Carlos gave Green Dragon a straight face.

Now I suddenly received a report from my subordinates that there was a problem with the teleportation spell. What is this going to do?

"A powerful source of interference has appeared, Your Majesty."

"Interference source? Do you think I am a magical idiot who knows nothing? Uzumaki is the biggest source of interference. Do you mean the second Uzumaki appeared in the endless sea?"

The quality of Carlos was asked three times, which directly silenced his subordinates.

"Send someone to invite the polymath Kildas over."

There are so many reliable wizards for human beings. The biggest feature of the casters that Carlos brought to Feralas is stability. The spells learned to cast are quite Soviet, but these intermediate-level wizards do not have enough knowledge and talent to solve the current situation.

In desperation, Carlos called the polymath.

"It's really a very clever model of spells. It seems that our upper elves are really complacent since they are close to Ten Thousand Years."

Kildas paced to observe Carlos's "Road home", and was amazed.

The spells handed down by the arcanists of the upper elves are not useless. In the age of the well of eternity, it was the age of the big flying bricks in the magic world. There is no need to consider the issue of magic. All the spells only need to radiate outward, so the upper elves The arcanists have a wealth of experience in the macro manipulation of magic.

To put it in a nutshell, almost every high-level wizard's spellcaster has experience in casting super-large spells.

This is their unique advantage.

However, after the Well of Eternity was exploded, the source of magic power that could be used unscrupulously disappeared, so the upper elves were depressed, but the several polymaths of Ere'Thalas hadn’t seen anything. After observing the taste, Kildas was very I soon understood the composition of this teleportation spell.

"His Majesty Carlos, don't blame your men, this is not their problem."

"Is that my problem?"

Carlos's temper was a little overwhelming, and he spoke very aggressively.

"Your teleportation spell is very subtle. It cleverly avoided the interference of Uzumaki's magical power. It has benefited me a lot."

With the capital he could handle, Kildas began to pull texts, but Carlos didn't answer at all, just staring at him...

"But because it's clever, it's cumbersome and can't withstand interference."

Kildas condensed an arcane spark from his fingers to minimally activate the teleportation circle, but after a burst of crackling, nothing happened.

The polymath looked up to the north-northeast.

"It's not the big Uzumaki, it's another source of interference."

"you mean?"

"Your Majesty, have you heard of Dark Night Well?"

"Suramar?"

Carlos's head ached for an instant, he was really afraid of something.

When the Well of Soul was activated, Carlos was wondering if the Well of Night in the hands of the old drug-addicted ladies would cause trouble, after all, they were all remnants of the Well of Eternity.

As a result, after fighting the battle of the Well of Soul, everything went as usual. I thought it was my destiny, and waited for me for a long time here?

Carlos has a big head.

Is it possible to write a memoir after I am old, and the name can be called "Battle of the Wellhead". My whole life is the life of Chong Jing.

By the way, there is nothing wrong with the Sunwell on Quel'Thalas, right?

When I didn't think about it, I didn't think it. I really think about it. There are really many wells in Azeroth.

If you don’t want to find the Blue Dragon to admit it, you’d better go back to the Hinterland through the gate of dreamland...

Carlos began to think about this issue. After all, returning home by sea was still an unacceptable option. He didn't have time to float on the seamounts for more than half a year.

But at this time, Kildas gave a solution that was a little tempting.

"His Majesty Carlos, are you interested in visiting the treasures of the Empire?"

"What did you say?"

"The Great Magister Eli Sandro and I were good friends back then. We have kept in touch for so many years. I can write a letter of introduction for you."

Seeing Kildas' old face smiling into an old chrysanthemum in early winter, Carlos thought about it in his heart.

"The price, Kildas, what is the price?"

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