"Those who think too much will never understand in their lifetime~~~~~Because of love, so love, life is not so exciting~~Hey~~Aigh~~~~Hey~~~Eh~~~~Yeah~~ ~~~~"
Carlos hummed a song whose name he could no longer remember. He stood on the high tower of the Palace of Lordaeron and looked down at all living beings, feeling inexplicably happy.
Sure enough, the wisdom of mortals.
Taking himself apart and looking at Terenas' method of doing things from a non-profit perspective, Carlos felt that he had benefited a lot.
This kind of touch brought by just watching the master's micro-operation at close range is far beyond what "Houhei Xue" or "Emperor's Mental Technique" can teach.
What do you do when a problem has no solution?
Carlos imagined how he could reconcile the internal conflicts in the Kingdom of Lordaeron if he were in the position of his old father-in-law.
After much thought, I finally decided to take action. The conflict of interests was so serious that it was impossible to suppress the opposition without killing people.
But Terenas's hand was so generous to others and united everyone in an instant. It was really wonderful.
The most important thing is that people who understand understand clearly but don't hide their words, and those who don't understand think they have taken a huge advantage.
This is a game where no one suffers.
Even Varian, the apparent victim, actually had nothing to lose.
After all, Stormwind City is still a pile of rubble. With a bunch of rewards that will be implemented at who knows when, a destroyed kingdom is about to be revived.
How wonderful.
Carlos was blowing the cool evening breeze and guessing what his old father-in-law was thinking, and he laughed out loud from time to time.
I really learned it.
After this move, I am afraid that the dominance of the alliance will be completely seized by Terenas.
Then the next step may be the beginning of internal fighting.
Gilneas, Alterac, Stromgarde...Kul Tiras was too small and was let go.
Carlos sorted out the memories in his mind and secretly clenched his fists.
The opportunity to change the future is now.
The wisdom of a mortal, Carlos considers himself a mortal.
Even though he possesses a lot of incredible knowledge, he is still a mortal.
Using mortal wisdom, Carlos sorted out the key points of the world line of the so-called "beautiful world" and got a taste of it.
Azeroth's slide into the abyss of destruction again and again began with the Well of Eternity.
First determine some basic concepts.
The Burning Legion is invincible, or in other words, the Burning Legion cannot be defeated by the planet Azeroth.
A game is a game, and forcibly lowering the enemy's IQ for the sake of gameplay will not happen to you. The Burning Legion has an overwhelming advantage in terms of technological strength and military strength, and Sargeras's personal strength is even more disappointing. One of the biggest reasons why the world of Azeroth survived was that Sargeras couldn't get through.
Whatever the reason, it is a fact that Sargeras and his Burning Legion did not make the world of Azeroth their primary target.
Otherwise, if a Star Destroyer with a tonnage comparable to the mass of the planet Azeroth is in front of you, tell me how to fight this battle?
Surrender, Legion Taijun, go here.
Secondly, the second biggest crisis in Azeroth is the Old Gods.
Why did the Bronze Dragon let the orcs enter Azeroth? Why did it condone the outbreak of the undead natural disaster? Why is there a Lich King?
In addition to the main reason of fighting against the Burning Legion, it is to fight against the Ancient Gods.
The establishment of the Scourge caused Kil'jaeden to give up his plan to ride on the face of the spaceship, giving the world of Azeroth a chance to breathe. The unexpected characteristics of the undead species also gave the bronze dragon a surprise. The Scourge of the Undead, dominated by the Evil King, is immune to the blasphemous whispers of the Old Gods, the fatal corruption of Titan creations, and the spiritual pollution of flesh and blood creatures. It is all ineffective against the Scourge of the Undead.
This is very cool.
If we try to figure out their behavior from the perspective that the bronze dragons are all correct, it is not difficult to figure out the context of the entire world line.
However, the bronze dragon's correctness is only relatively correct, otherwise there would be no Nozdormu transforming into Mzdorno to stop him at that time during the Twilight of the Dragon, 10,000 years later.
Why does this happen?
Because the bronze dragons, or the Aspect Dragon Legion, are natives of Azeroth, even with the blessing of the Titans, they are still bound by the gravity circle of Azeroth.
Fighting against the Burning Legion is the common responsibility and obligation of the entire cosmic civilization, or to put it bluntly, it is the obligation of the Titans of the Pantheon, not the obligation of Azeroth.
There is only one obligation for all living beings in Azeroth, to protect Azeroth, defend their own world, and survive.
If you really regard yourself as the savior, no mortal scum will be left.
After thinking about this, Carlos's thinking became extremely clear.
In a sense, there is no difference between Titans and demons. When facing Azeroth polluted by the Old Gods, the Pantheon is as deadly as the Burning Legion. There is also an observer in Ulduar, Algalon.
So Naru became the key to breaking the situation.
There are also differences within Naru, at least Adar and Krissy are not the same thing.
The Legion of Light supported by Naaru is far more gentle than the Pantheon of Titans.
The battle against the Burning Legion may last ten thousand years, or even several ten thousand years, but the war against the Old Gods cannot be delayed.
Only by dealing with the Old Gods can the people of Azeroth be qualified to ask for help from the Pantheon and talk to the Titans, instead of ushering in the order to restart the planet.
When dealing with the Ancient Gods, even the Titans have only two choices: confinement and explosion. On the contrary, Naru's side is more reliable.
The next twenty years will be the last golden twenty years of Azeroth. Behind the flowers, there is the shadow of the ancient gods breaking the cage.
Therefore, it is crucial for Carlos to do his best to buy time for the world.
Carlos had no interest in waiting for Orgrim to blow up the door, and then Ner'zhul sent Gromsh Hellscream to counterattack again.
This time, Carlos will get what he wants from Delano.
So he can endure all kinds of pushback within the league now.
If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. In order to unite forces, it doesn't matter if he suffers a little grievance.
Carlos suddenly thought of his other self, the leader of the so-called "Steel Alliance".
It won't succeed, it will just linger.
The seemingly effective resistance of the Iron Alliance is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst.
After all, isn't the so-called Iron Alliance just another smaller version of the Burning Legion? However, this steel alliance is not deliberately comparable to the absolute master of Sargeras, and does not have the strength accumulated by the Burning Legion over countless years. When Sargeras really focused his attention on them, death had become a luxury.
Carlos was humming to the evening breeze, thinking about all these things, and finally the person he wanted to wait for arrived.
"Big cousin..."
Varian stood up from the doorway uneasily, looked at Carlos with some confusion, and finally chose to get closer.
"Don't blame me. It's good for you to stay away from you. After I become king, it will be harmful to you to get close to you again."
Carlos did not look back, still enjoying his own pleasant time.
"I see……"
Varian's words were directly interrupted by Carlos.
"You don't understand that your throne and your kingdom were bought by Sir Lothar with his life. So, hold your head high and pretend like a king. When you pretend until you believe it, you will be a real king. ."
Carlos drank the poisonous chicken soup without hesitation.
"I……"
"I didn't call you here to see you pretending to be pitiful, my little cousin. I called you here mainly to give you two pieces of advice."
Varian looked at Carlos uneasily.
"Please tell me."
"First, stay away from those idiots under you. The only one who can protect you is Terenas, my old father-in-law Terenas Menethil II. The Kingdom of Stormwind has not yet been restored, and those idiots have already begun to fight for If you make a fuss over illusory interests, it will harm you."
"I understand this."
Carlos turned his head and glanced at Varian with his peripheral vision, then turned his head back and continued to look at the night scene of lights.
"Second, don't look at what I said, look at what I did. Even if it is because of Sir Lothar, I will not harm you."
After Carlos finished speaking, he turned around and patted Varian on the shoulder, then walked down the spiral stone steps.
It feels so good to show off. Even though he is the future High King, the son of a wolf, and a gladiator with a five-character title, Varian Wrynn is still an insecure child.
It didn't matter whether he told Terenas or not.
Because Carlos is ready to embark on the most critical battlefield of his life.
Succeed and live forever, fail and enjoy for decades.
No loss whatsoever.
