Azeroth's astrology is an acidic ooze excrement.
The magic network of the planet itself, the afterglow of the Well of Eternity, the surge of elemental tides, and various strange forces cover up the brilliance of the real celestial bodies in the universe.
Except for the eternal twin moons in the night sky, there are no fixed constellations in the sky of Azeroth that can be used as reference system coordinates.
At the bonfire party at night, the hungry hunters gave full play to their fine style of digging up graves and kicking widows' doors. You don't care what ghosts and monsters you have, just kill the meat if you can, as long as you can eat it.
For a time, relying on arrogant force, they actually filled the bellies of dozens to hundreds of people through hunting.
Animal fur is a good thing, it can keep cold and warm. But the untanned fur is just a hard shell with connective membranes and flesh and blood residues, which cannot be worn on the body at all.
However, it is still possible to use the floor as a mattress.
Some cheerful guys have already thought about how to build this temporary base, and some good guys are even planning to write this experience into a popular novel after returning to human civilization. They have even thought of a name——"RE: From Primitive Life from Scratch".
But Carlos has no interest in carrying forward the tradition and leaving the mountains.
In a world of magic, is there anything that a spell can't solve? If so, here are two spells.
With the direction uncertain, Carlos didn't even know which continent he was on, let alone where to go or how to go. Carlos threw the burden of escape entirely on Khadgar.
It turned out that the previous weakness was nothing more than a mental disorder caused by extreme fatigue and a lack of mana.
After eating and drinking enough, Khadgar slept for three days and three nights, then woke up in the middle of the night, and then began to face the world seriously.
Unlike Carlos, who has two swords, and Brick, who specializes in five fireballs, Medivh trained Khadgar into a qualified astral mage apprentice. At least in the field of teleportation and positioning, Khadgar is still very reliable. spectrum.
"It is the disorder of the earth veins and the magic network that caused the deviation of the teleportation. I originally used the Altar of Storms as the anchor point for teleportation, but the arrival of the Molten Core on the material plane and the huge magic power of unknown origin disrupted my spells, so We ended up here out of nowhere.”
After careful study, Khadgar came up with a magical explanation for the teleportation accident.
"Stop talking nonsense, who cares about this anymore? Think about how to go back. The alliance needs us to continue to serve it."
Carlos looked like you're fucking making me laugh, and expressed his deep disdain and condemnation of Khadgar with his facial expressions. After studying it for so long, you just gave me an accident analysis report? What I want is a solution to the problem!
"Superficial and vulgar, I really don't know how Ms. Janis taught you. I heard that your magic qualifications are B+. It is possible to work hard to get the title of Archmage in your lifetime. In the field of magic, Understanding the nature of a problem is far more difficult than solving it. Only when I understand where the problem lies can I better solve the problem.”
Faced with Carlos's contempt, Khadgar suddenly started to sneer. After analyzing it, he twitched his lips and smiled, and added: "Haha, you understand?"
FNNDP, I understand you MMP!
Carlos was angry.
"What you eat is the meat I got from hunting, you drink the water that my brothers chopped wood and boiled, and you sleep on the best furs. Do you understand me now? Come on, come on, break through my holy shield today." You win!"
Seeing that Carlos was going to be unreasonable, Khadgar immediately compromised.
"Calm down, calm down. A man should stay calm when encountering trouble. I have already calculated the teleportation coordinates backwards. Returning to the Altar of Storms is not a big problem."
"Then what's the problem?"
Carlos had long understood the urinary nature of these mages and was not fooled at all.
"I don't have enough mana."
"Um?!"
"The mana crystals are also used up."
"Aha!"
"You have to help me get some magical objects so that I can open a door home."
"No, you, Fang Brick, Sora, three high-end spell casters with the title of Archmage, are you telling me that your power points are not enough?"
Carlos felt a little incomprehensible.
"So it is urgent to strengthen the Holy Knight's spell cultivation. We don't have any materials in hand, and we can't even draw a magic circle. What's the use of having more mages? In the end, it's not up to me to guide the spells. My magic power is not enough to support the portal. Operation, everything is in vain.”
Khadgar explained with a look of disgust.
Then Carlos gathered all the guys who looked like rich people, and everyone started to gather magic equipment to see what they could break down.
"I spent three years in poverty, ruined my life on the project, and stepped into the world of archeology. I lost my youth and children. This is really fucking reasonable."
Carlos watched as the enchanted necklace, originally priced at 998, turned into a pea-sized mana gem in Khadgar's hands, feeling an inexplicable pain in his left breast.
Carlos watched the enchanted warhammer, originally priced at NT$1,998, lose its arcane brilliance as it was touched and touched in Khadgar's hands. His left breast felt an inexplicable tingling sensation.
Carlos watched as the Azeroth diamond necklace, originally priced at RMB 6,666, was shattered into a puddle of suspicious white powder in Khadgar's hands. His left breast seemed to be dented by an inch, and he was in excruciating pain.
"Keep accounts."
Saidan Dathrohan smiled and handed over a bracelet that looked worthless but did have some magic power, and left happily.
"I'm so stupid, really. What's the meanest thing to show off? Compensation, compensation is nothing... I'm really stupid, really."
Like Xianglin's wife, Carlos paid the price of gold coins for his stupidity.
Facts have proved that equipment is also a part of strength. The suicide squad members who were able to participate in this operation all had more or less magic equipment. Everyone chipped in and managed to collect the magic power Khadgar needed to cast spells.
In order to ensure the success rate of the spell, Khadgar slept peacefully for another night. He didn't get up until noon the next day. After having breakfast or lunch, he combed his hair and straightened his appearance before starting. cast a spell
The arcane aura flickered on and off, and the deep unknown space became visible in Khadgar's hands. After a burst of mysterious chanting, a portal opened.
Through the portal, the tall stone statue of the Storm Altar is looming.
"Sure, let's go home!"
Carlos took the lead and stepped through the portal, leaving the cold snowfield mine and returning to the blazing Burning Plains.
Dry and hot air, this is what it smells like!
Carlos couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling so warm all over his body.
But soon, Carlos discovered something unusual.
Where are people?
Where have all the people in the camp gone?
