Casting spells

"They are trying to reopen the Dark Portal, General." Archmage Saslanan gave the answer without thinking.

This level of energy fluctuation is no secret to any archmage recognized by the Kirin Tor Council.

"Damn it! Isn't the Dark Portal permanently closed?" Lodenson raised his head and asked loudly.

The archmage smiled wryly and shook his head and explained: "Sorry, General, we know too little about the Dark Portal, and after the war, all kingdoms have ordered to prohibit excessive research on the evil spells of orcs, so the closure we mentioned earlier It is just a state, and the connection point of the two worlds is likely still hidden in some undiscovered corner. Obviously, these demons know the connection point, so they are trying to expand it through powerful magical power."

"Then what is the purpose? What is their purpose for opening the Dark Portal? Continue to let thousands of orcs attack us? Or just like the Jihad on Mount Hyjal, just summon an endless army of demons?" Lodenson was impatient. Patiently continue to ask.

You must know that as the Supreme Commander of the Watchmen, his most important task is to keep an eye on the Dark Portal. Once the situation goes out of control, he must immediately report to the high-level alliance.

Needless to say, the current dire situation has clearly reached its peak, and whatever the devil wants to do, it will definitely not be a good thing.

"Under the current situation, we really have no way of knowing what the devil's purpose is. Moreover, with the strength of the Fortress, any form of temptation is tantamount to suicide. General, you need to leave immediately for Stormwind and Ironforge, and Tell the kings of the alliance that a terrible war is coming." The archmage suggested with a solemn expression.

"But we just fought a big battle with the worms of Ahn'Qiraj! Most of the elite troops are in the Kalimdor continent! On the other side of the endless sea!" Lodenson raised his fist and slammed the table hard , venting the anger and fear in my heart.

He couldn't imagine what a terrible disaster it would be if tens of thousands of demons rushed out of the cursed land, crossed the Swamp of Sorrows, and directly attacked the hinterland of the Kingdom of Stormwind, perhaps even more terrifying than the initial stage of the orc war people despair.

"Don't worry! As far as I know, the magic kingdom of Dalaran has completed the basic reconstruction work. If necessary, the Kirin Tor Council will send a large number of mages to build portals and let some troops come back first. What's more, the demon's changes are not only It is the responsibility of the alliance, and I believe the tribe will not just sit idly by." Saslanan knew his old friend's worry, and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Oh—I hope so. Prepare a griffin, and I will have my adjutant go there in half an hour. Tell him that if there is no reinforcement within half a month, the Fortress of Watch will be swarmed by an army of demons Razed to the ground."

At the end, Lodenson couldn't help but rubbed his swollen forehead, and secretly prayed to his own belief - the Holy Light.

Because in this situation, apart from praying, any other action is so pale...

633 Chapter Keurei

war!

It is the most intense and destructive of all intelligent life behaviors.

Normally, any rational ruling class would not easily launch a foreign war without adequate preparation.

But what's interesting is that this law, which is generally observed on Earth, has no effect on Azeroth at all.

To be precise, since the opening of the Dark Portal, this cursed world has been engaged in tragic wars almost all the time. First, the series of wars between humans and orcs for the living space lasted for seven or eight years. The continent was devastated.

But before people had time to stop and take a breath, the undead disaster set off by the Lich King once again swept across the most powerful kingdom of mankind - Lordaeron. Millions of subjects were killed and transformed into an army of undead. a member of

The kingdom of the high elves was brutally slaughtered, and the proud Sunwell was also polluted.

The worst was Dalaran, which was first raided by the undead army, and then completely destroyed by Archimonde from the inside out. The loss could hardly be measured in money, leaving only a dilapidated ruin.

With a mighty army of undead and demons, the polluters attacked the city all the way, and easily hit under the World Tree. In the end, the night elves paid the price of eternal life, so they barely escaped.

If you thought this was the end of it, you were very wrong.

Next, in order to open up the living space, the tribe launched a war against the aborigines of Kalimdor, including wild boars, centaurs, harpies and other intelligent life forms, all of which were horribly slaughtered.

The alliance on the other side is not idle either. The remaining nobles of the Kingdom of Lordaeron are actively organizing to take the opportunity to regain lost ground and restore their former glory. Admiral Dai Lin even made no secret of his hatred for the orcs, He led the fleet to attack the tribe's stronghold, but was beaten to death by his own daughter.

As for the past few years, the tribe and the alliance have been at constant friction. Although no large-scale battle broke out, small conflicts have never been cut off. It was not until the second quicksand war started that they shook hands and re-formed a united front.

What's even more frightening is that next they will go to Outland to fight Illidan and the Burning Legion fiercely, then go on an expedition to Nordson to destroy the Lich King, and then there will be a catastrophe to confront the legendary Deathwing head-on.

In short, war never left this ancient planet.

Zhang Cheng has never understood, according to the speed of frequent wars and various tragic casualties, how large a population base and fertility survival rate are needed to ensure that civilization will not regress or even perish because of the war.

Of course, the life and death of the original inhabitants of Azeroth has nothing to do with him.

At this moment, he had quietly left the Dark Temple and came to the interior of Oshu'gu Holy Mountain in Nagrand. He raised his head and stared at the strange creature in front of him emitting a strong light—naaru.

To be precise, it was the naaru-Kuure who first came into contact with the Draenei prophet Velen.

However, due to the crash of the spaceship, this powerful creature is currently in a state of serious injury and dying.

"This is?!" Hilna raised her head in surprise, her face full of shock and awe.

Through the unique perception of the demon hunter, she can clearly perceive the surging power in the opponent's body, and this power is so pure.

"A naru who is seriously injured and dying." Zhang Cheng took the initiative to take a step forward, touching his chest with one hand and bowing slightly. "Hello, Keuree, nice to meet you."

"No! I'm not well at all! And after you came, I feel even worse." The bright shiny substance on Naru's body kept spinning, expressing the inner anxiety of the master.

"Oh? Can you tell me why?" Zhang Cheng pursed his lips, showing a playful smile.

"Because of you! I feel darkness, evil, cruelty and madness from your heart! There is no doubt that you are the enemy of the Holy Light, a monster that has fallen into darkness."

While saying these words, the radiance from Keurei's body suddenly dimmed, heralding his own future and destiny.

"Hahahaha! Interesting! It's so interesting! You can actually see through my disguise? Tell me, is this the ability that every naaru has? What is its principle? Detecting the mind? Soul? Or some kind of detection Sex spells? Also, can you explain how the naaru were born? Why do you have a near-immortal life? Even if you die, you just change your form to absorb energy from the void, and then you are resurrected again and again?"

Zhang Cheng didn't try to hide it at all, he laughed and asked countless questions.

You must know that in his eyes, naaru is a thing whose research value is second only to titans.

After all, even powerful life forms such as Kil'jaeden, Archimonde, Deathwing, and the Old Gods cannot be resurrected from death, but it is indeed an innate instinct for Naaru.

Keurei seemed irritated, and warned in a majestic voice: "Mortal! Stop your dangerous behavior! I promise, it will do nothing to you, me, or the whole world. benefit."

Hearing such childish remarks, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but waved his hands with a smile: "No, no, no, I think you made a mistake, that is, I don't care what the world will become.

In my opinion, whether it is the Burning Legion, the Titans of the Pantheon, or you naaru who are known as the Lightbringers, there is not much difference in essence, and it doesn't even matter if the entire universe is swallowed by the void.

Because light and darkness, life and death, creation and destruction are themselves a cycle of opposites and interdependence.

Even the vast and boundless universe will eventually come to an end one day, let alone a few planets and the insignificant life and civilization living on them.

Most of all, why fear the Legion and the powers that warp time and space?

Holy Light, Shadow, Fel Energy, Arcane, Nature, Necromancer...

All these magical energies are part of the primordial universe, and no one can destroy them forever, not even the Titans of the Pantheon.

So my principle is that no matter what kind of power, it exists objectively in essence. They are like swords and armor. There is no distinction between good and evil, but depends on what you want to use them for.

In addition, do you think that you, who are on the verge of death, still have room to bargain in front of me?

Do not!

You are just a prisoner!

An experimental subject that is about to be studied by me!

Oh, by the way, I hope Naru's pain nerves are not so sensitive, because in the next period of time, you may experience some rough methods.