Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

The name Sammaster comes from a fictional world of Dungeons and Dragons (DND) created by humans on earth. He is a very famous archmage.

Under the Eternal Magic Speaker, our respected Crown Prince Edward, some information on the Gods Universe, the enemy of the ancient Magic Empire, obtained from the floating city where the ancient magic organization of the Kingdom of Camelot is located in the Solomon Universe shows that in that Gods Universe

Most of the information about gods is actually 89% similar to "DND", a fictional human world.

"Sir Sammaster, it can be seen from your name that the real Edward is most likely eyeing the world where the gods live."

The white-robed priest looked at the black-robed spellcaster beside him. As the first incarnation with all the memories of Edward, the Messiah naturally knew about the famous magical fantasy world "DND".

After Sammaster arrived, he took him to Karazhan immediately to try to solve the hidden dangers left by this guardian lineage, so he didn't have time to ask these questions.

"Is the main body's move too hasty? According to my calculations, the current spellcasters on earth have not even explored the magic world yet, right?"

The black-robed spellcaster just now not only destroyed the spell defense outside, but in fact, even the independent protective spells on each layer inside the towering Karazhan tower were destroyed at that moment.

Therefore, now the white-robed priest and the black-robed spellcaster are not in a hurry to climb to the top of the tower immediately. Instead, they are watching everything in this guardian inheritance tower layer by layer with great interest while chatting with another person.

Topics of the world.

"In the years since you left the earth, although the Earth Federation has set foot in the starry sky, the number of humans on the earth has increased every year."

"However, the high-welfare living environment and the popularization of life-extending genetic drugs have led to an increase in the population, but it is far less than we imagined."

The black-robed spellcaster Sammaster picked up an ancient scroll from the book collection on the seventh floor of the Karazhan Tower and answered the Messiah's question while flipping through it.

"As you calculated, the total number of spellcasters in the magic world today was only about 30 million when I came here."

"The area of ​​the magic world is several light years. In such a huge world, the area radiated by the dozen cities currently developed by spellcasters has only explored the tip of the iceberg of the magic world."

The sharp eyes ignored the gorgeous and complicated decorative sentences in the scroll. The vast sea of ​​consciousness was rotating at high speed. In a very short moment, a certain high-level frost spell mixed in it was analyzed. Sama

Ste put down the scroll and continued.

"My birth and arrival are not for the universe of gods."

"Among the six basic original rules of the World of Warcraft universe, the arcane magical power used by casters in this universe is the manifestation of the rules of order, and I am here on behalf of the main body to explore the mystery of this arcane power.

"

Sammaster raised his head and looked at the white-robed priest with a narrow smile on his face.

"After all, you also know the situation in the Solomon Universe. Our main body's wife, the kingdom called the Holy Kingdom of Camelot, has become unprecedentedly powerful after the main body's support and development over the years."

"I heard rumors before my arrival that Her Majesty Artoria is already gathering troops to prepare to cross the strait and attack the Holy Obarro Continent."

"At this time, the main body is mostly guarding the side of his beloved queen, guarding against those high-level false gods who are the nodes of the magic network of the ancient magic empire of the Holy Obalo Continent. How can he have the energy to open up a new world."

Sammaster's words stunned the white-robed priest Messiah. He never expected that the reason was this.

It took him a long time to realize that the damned person in his true body was not the "protagonist" in those garbage novels who had ruthless passion and was uncomfortable if he didn't work hard. How could he be as diligent as he imagined!

It took him several decades to obtain a golden finger like the Lord God's Great Light Sphere. In addition to his current magical world and universe, it took him a full time to explore three worlds.

This makes the protagonists in other novels who become immortals in half a year, become saints in a year, and escape their fate in three years really embarrassed!

"Okay, I was overthinking..."

Messiah, who had three invisible black lines on his forehead, had not finished speaking when a calm, unruffled tone sounded in his ears.

"Messiah, your 'Gate of Light' plan has been approved by the Lord God and Edward."

"Please capture a demiplane as a carrier for the implementation of the plan."

"What happened?"

The black-robed Sammaster saw the white-robed priest on the side but stopped talking before he finished speaking, and asked curiously.

Although they are both incarnations of Edward, they are like two similar leaves on the same branch. In addition to facing the same body, they are two different individuals relatively speaking.

"The 'Gate of Light' plan I submitted has been approved by the big light ball and the main body."

Messiah walked to the transfer room on the seventh floor with a mysterious smile.

"Let's speed it up, Sammaster."

"On the top of this tower, the astral mage Medivh pulled a small demiplane."

"I, need it!"

After hearing the Messiah's words, the black-robed spellcaster Sammaster was undoubtedly very curious about the "Gateway of Light" plan mentioned by the Savior. What's more, this plan also requires the use of a native demiplane of the planet Azeroth.

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However, he did not ask directly. As Messiah's most trusted person, Messiah would definitely tell him the details before this plan was implemented.

"I understand, but we must be prepared to move one and a half planes. With the power you and I have now, it will take at least half a year for us to capture it and move it again!"

Seeing the Messiah in front of him confidently nodding to himself, Sammaster stopped talking and walked into the teleportation room as well, with a conspicuous purple light shining in his pupils.

A sound of "biu!"

The two figures immediately disappeared in the light blue space magic light...

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In the original history, in the northernmost Coulson Mountains of the area that should have been called the Twilight Forest, one after another grass-green tents were hidden in the jungle between the mountains and were inconspicuous.

"Report!"

"Leader Karen, the survivor camp in the Winter Valley area has lost more than five levels of scouts in three weeks."

"According to the analysis of the staff department, it was once the largest and best timber-producing area in the kingdom. The orcs strengthened the power there for four consecutive months, most likely to build a huge fleet."

Inside the largest group of grass-green tents, a young human soldier of seventeen or eight years old, wearing a grass-green military uniform with a dark light gray cross on his chest, looked at him carefully with extremely adoring eyes.

The mighty man in front of him glanced at him, and then nervously reported the battle report of the human resistance to Karen Anduin.

Half a year after the invasion of the orcs and the flight of the nobles, it was this man with the royal blood of the Arathor Empire who led thousands of Holy Light Cross priests, helping and leading them to fight, causing countless incompetent people to fight.

The civilians of strength survived.

"The staff recommends that you evacuate all survivor camps there."

Karen sat in the main seat in front of the sand table in the tent. It was obvious that half a year of experience had made him proficient in handling such emergencies.

This man, who was carrying the Sword of the Angel of Power and was much more mature than he was six months ago, after hearing the young soldier's words, his sharp eyes immediately stared at the Winter Valley area that the young officer mentioned on the sand table in front of him.

With a population of 200,000, the senior staff of the largest survivor camp in the entire Kingdom of Stormwind were sitting on chairs on both sides of the tent. They stopped in a tacit understanding and stopped talking about the policy of a certain camp just now.

They quietly waited for their master to deal with this unexpected military matter.

Thanks to the fact that there are Christian priests in almost every gathering place of human survivors, and through the Kabbalah tree of life, all Yahweh priesthood faith networks have been distributed, so that the entire Kingdom of Stormwind is geographically scattered in various wilderness and jungles.

, countless large and small human gatherings in the mountainous area can still communicate and contact each other, help and support each other under the unified leadership of Karen, and survive with difficulty.

But it can only guarantee survival. These civilian survivors who have been abandoned by the nobles of the Kingdom of Stormwind really do not have enough strength to fight back against the orcs at the moment.

Even though Karen has popularized the formal training methods of warriors, thieves, and mages collected by nobles and professionals before the war through various priests to every human survivor camp, half a year is really too little and too short.

Well, these training methods take an average of more than 3-5 years to be effective. They only allow dozens of highly talented people to appear among a huge group of civilians, but now they are just apprentice-level professions of no use.

That’s all.

On the contrary, due to the spread of Yahweh's faith, thousands of apprentice-level priests were born who could use several low-level healing spells every day, which greatly enhanced the risk protection capabilities of each survivor camp.

"Let the survivors in the Winter Valley area retreat to the Lake Ridge Mountains."

Karen silently calculated the resources and risk tolerance of the area around Winter Valley, and quickly issued an order.

"Let Andre, the commander of the camp cluster there, lead his men to respond."

"Yes, respected leader!"

The young officer stroked his chest and saluted, then decisively left the tent and quickly headed to the Holy Cross Church in the camp, where there was a Holy Light Priest on call 24/7 who was responsible for transmitting this order.

Silently watching the young soldiers in front of him go away, Karen calmly looked at the sand table in front of him. On it, the flags representing the power of the tribal orcs were still filled with the once elite areas of the entire Stormwind Kingdom.

Her eyes revealed a hint of hatred uncontrollably, and Karen was calculating silently in her heart.

"Soon, soon."

"There are only two months left until the time Teacher John told me."

"Once our Lord Yahweh's 'Door of Light' opens, it's time for you damn greenskins to perish!"

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