Azeroth’s Death Track

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Thousands of years ago, the human empire Arathor was divided into seven. Under the trend of different pursuits and geographical contradictions, the seven human countries all moved in different directions, such as the corner of the corner, the business development Gilneas, such as the defender. Southern Xinjiang has been substantially separated from the storm kingdom of human traditional civilization. Another example is the magic city of Bang Dalaran, which advocates knowledge and is separated from the secular system.

Speaking of Dalaran, you have to mention the special system of this city-state kingdom. It has no kings, no enclaves of its own, and no people of its own. This magical city is built on the shore of Lake Lordanmere. For thousands of years, it has propped up the magic system of the entire human world with its own power.

At present, 90% of the wizards in the human kingdom are from Dalaran. The archmages of each royal family are inextricably linked to Dalaran. This magical city will share knowledge with every talented person, and then Use these people to influence the development of the entire human civilization.

For a long period of time, Dalaran was known for its special status among the seven nations of mankind. Even for a while, the magisters who had burst of confidence also tried to secretly manipulate the politics of various countries, but this idea was adopted by Tiri at the time. Ms. Aegwynn, the guardian of Sfar, ruthlessly shattered, especially after Aegwynn escaped the control of Dalaran with the power of the guardian, the magic city state slipped from the most powerful top.

But it is undeniable that the existence of Dalaran is still extremely important to human civilization.

This city and the wizards in it are the guardians of human knowledge and civilization.

But in recent times, the originally bustling white city has become much quieter. There are also low-level casters wearing robes and hurriedly hurrying on the streets, as well as those wizards who come from abroad to study tours, but the city’s Most mage towers have been quietly closed.

In the era of frequent disasters in northern Xinjiang, at the request of the King’s Council, Dalaran had to send magical powers to solve problems in various countries. This is also a disadvantage of magical civilization... no matter how powerful and mysterious the magical power is. However, based on the population of the entire human world, magic is still a toy for a few people, and it is difficult for most people to use it.

According to Terion’s theory, magic is the power of individuals. In the hands of talented people, magic will create a glorious era of heroes. However, to promote the rapid development of the entire civilization, magic power cannot be achieved... Even the magic talent is the highest The most powerful Quel'Thalas can't share the glory of magic to everyone, and human beings can't do it.

And engineering, although it does not look as gorgeous as magic, so Cool! But it is a force that every mortal can master, and most importantly, engineering is very easy to popularize, and it has a quick effect and lower cost.

For example: a junior mage may need 10 farmers with muskets to suppress, but it takes at least 5 years to train a junior mage, and the young man has enough magic talent, but produces 10 muskets and matching bullets. , How much can it cost?

In the eyes of the King of Dark Blades, Azeroth's magical civilization has gone astray, too active the power of individuals and neglected the power of the group. In his view, the gorgeous magical civilization that has been in trouble if it can't find itself Sooner or later, one day, it will be buried by subordinate soldiers armed with engineering weapons produced by the assembly line.

Of course, this is also one of Tyrion’s goals, but now that this is a bit far away, so let’s focus on more realistic things.

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"Good day, Master Krensol."

On the shore of Lake Lordanmere, in a town full of magic supplies stores, the portal mage wearing violet robes handed a badge to the high-level mage Clensol, who was in front of him, in the north of the recent panic. Under the situation in Xinjiang, the process of entering Dalaran has also become a lot more cumbersome. Even magic officials working in Dalaran need to go through several checks before entering or leaving the portal.

"Speaking of it, I haven't been back here for a long time. Has anything happened recently? Brother."

Master Clensol’s eyes scanned the portal mage’s chest. He saw the name clearly, then asked with a smile:

"Duncan? What a nice name."

"You think so, right?"

The portal mage named Duncan smiled and said:

"I still plan to change my name. What do you think of the name "Dun Duncan"? Speaking of it, there is nothing serious in the city, but recently the Archmage has been sent to perform tasks, so the city is not as busy as usual. By the way, Master Clensol, how did your mission in Quel'Thalas proceed?"

Facing the inquiry from the younger brother, Crensol shrugged, patted the dust on the cuff, and said in disgust:

"It's terrible, those elves are arrogant and make people vomit, we obviously went to help them, but it seems that we are begging them to help... I won't say it, I have to go back to sleep well, and then Go to the six-member council to report."

Speaking, the high-level mages of the wind and dust walked into the portal hall in front of them, but as soon as they entered the door, the harsh alarm sounded, and a bit of embarrassment flashed in the eyes of Master Clensol, watching the rush in all directions The Combat Master who came over, he raised his hands obediently and explained:

"Hey, I'm fine, relax, guys... Duncan! Come, take out the things in my pocket, hell... I forget this."

In the gaze of a dozen vigilant and indifferent combat mages, Duncan took a black runestone with unknown energy from the pocket of the mage of Clensole. After the runestone was taken out, the harsh alarm in the hall The sound stopped.

"That was a demon I accidentally captured in Quel'Thalas, I made a mistake, you guys."

Clensol, who raised his hands, sincerely explained:

"I have been away for too long, and I have forgotten that there is a procedure for detecting living organisms in this portal hall, which is causing you trouble, sorry."

"Go one step forward!"

The leader of the combat mage with a sword and a staff in one hand did not easily believe the high-level mage in front of him. Under his command, the mage Clensol reluctantly walked aside, in a corner where no one noticed The light in his eyes kept shining, and finally it seemed to converge a certain strength, and his eyes became cloudy.

The leader of the battle mage took a special test spar and probed the high-level mage several times. After confirming that there was no accident, he raised his arm, and the fierce battle mage gathered his weapons and slowly returned. Arriving at his post, the relieved Master Clensol walked forward a few steps and stepped into the portal hall, this time no alarm was raised.

One second before being teleported, the portal mage Duncan waved the black rune stone in his hand and shouted:

"Brother Crensol! Your rune stone is still here!"

"Send it to you, younger brother, use it well."

There was a flash of light in Clensol's eyes, and the next moment, his body disappeared into the teleportation aura of Dalaran.

After a few minutes, the new Clensol Master walked on the slightly bleak streets of Dalaran, his eyes looking around, as if it was the first time to reach Laran, and under his calm appearance , Another soul is doing some kind of secret communication with the outside world:

"I'm coming in... these mages are very smart, and there are detection enchantments to detect demons and other living creatures everywhere. It seems that after the orc attacked Dalaran last time, they learned a little bit, but they only rely on There is no way to catch me with these things."

"Stop playing, Varimathras!"

Casanathir’s voice sounded in the heart of the dreadlord:

"Hurry up and find the control core of the Violet Enchantment and destroy it! Anub'arak and its Crypt Lords are waiting just below Lake Lordan Mill, I am now in the hall of the six-member council, I will I’ll do it with you, but if you’re a failure, you don’t need to say more about the consequences?”

"Received! Boss, wait a moment, I will come here."

The fear demon Varimathras responded. He turned and walked into a dark alley. At the moment when the shadow enveloped the whole body, the body of the high-level mage Crensol turned into a cold corpse in the painful struggle. The demon that dominates his soul has disappeared into the air of Dalaran.

On the other side, in the hall of the six-member parliament, the Grand Turalyan knight stood by the window. He looked up and saw that the entire sky of Dalaran seemed nothing different. The blue sky and white clouds, the sun shining everywhere in the city Under the investigation of the Magic Eye, you can see a layer of purple light curtain, enveloped around the city in a semicircular gesture.

This is the violet enchantment designed and built by the Archmage after the Orc and Black Dragon invaded Dalaran a few years ago. It is currently the highest masterpiece of human magical civilization. It connects with the entire Dalaran and underground magic nodes. Together, in the flash of purple halo, it contains both detection and attack functions. Any creature trying to force through the magic enchantment will suffer a huge amount of magic damage.

It is impossible to forcibly break the enchantment from the outside unless the attacker's power can be so powerful that it can penetrate the magic node underground, but there is no such thing in the creatures known by Azeroth.

"Knight Turalyon?"

After receiving the news, Grand Master Antonidas who hurriedly came from the Master Tower leaned on his staff and looked at the Grand Knight standing in the hall in amazement. The old Master stroked his long beard. He asked doubtfully:

"You should be right on the battlefield of Arathi now."

"No, Archmage, I just received an order from His Majesty the Emperor to return to Lordaeron with a Paladin from the front to help the Silver Hand clear the raging undead in Lordaeron."

Turalyon smiled at the Archmage. He said:

"I came in a hurry to visit. I wanted to borrow the portal of Dalaran to send my knights to various cities. Because the accident happened suddenly and I didn't inform you in advance. This is my mistake."

Speaking of words, the Grand Knight showed the Grand Master the order that should have the name of Losa. Antonidas took it and looked at it repeatedly. After confirming that it was correct, the old Master nodded and looked at him with some concern. Outside the window, he said:

"What happened to Lordaeron is regrettable, but the way in which the undead appear is not normal."

"Oh? What do you say?"

The knight came to interest, he curiously asked:

"Did the mages of Dalaran find a way to eradicate them?"

"No, not yet."

Antonidas leaned on his staff and took the Grand Knight down the stairs. He said slowly:

"But we discovered the weirdness of the Scourge Undead. In recent years, we have been studying the magic and combat system of the Dark Blade Undead. The Dark Blade Undead uses ancient psychic inheritance inherited from the orcs of the Draenor World. Of course, They have made some modifications to return the souls of the war dead to the body and fight under the drive of mysterious energy of death."

"But the natural disasters are different. The awakening ritual of the undead seems to be carried out through a medium, a powerful physical magic medium, combined with unimaginable great spiritual power, to achieve the purpose of resurrecting the objective number of undeads at one time, so in In our anticipation, as long as we find that medium and destroy it, Lordaeron’s undead will heal without cure."

The Archmage turned back and said to the Grand Knight:

"In this respect, natural disasters are much better than Dark Blade."

"Well, I have to say that the research results of the masters of Dalaran can be refreshing every time."

Turalyon moaned his chin. He looked at the back of the Archmage. He suddenly asked:

"Speaking of it, only one Archmage is currently stationed in Dalaran? Isn't this position too loose? Do I need to leave some Paladins to help defend?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Knight Turalyon, but as long as the Violet Enchantment remains, Dalaran is not in danger."

Master Anthony touched his beard and said to Turalyon with a smile:

"Young people like you are still fighting for the country, and my old bones have to persist for several years to pave the way for young people."

"Well, since you insist."

The Grand Knight shrugged. Under the guidance of a portal mage, he walked to the portal hall. Before leaving, he meaningfully said to Antonidas:

"Take care of yourself, Archmage."

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