Master Fa is always his biological son, in every sense of the word.
Relying on the captured orc plans, the Alliance soldiers divided into two groups and destroyed two rune hiding stones. The mysterious ritual site shrouded in clouds and fog finally revealed its true appearance.
Together with Khadgar, a total of six Archmages and Grand Magisters used their own abilities to conduct actual detection magic to survey the scene of the summoning ceremony.
The results are not promising.
Just like Turalyon used his overwhelming strength to beat the ogres, the organized demon army guarded the ceremonial ground where the summoning ceremony was performed, forming a crushing advantage over Carlos and others.
The winding mountain road was completely unable to allow Carlos to deploy his troops. The demon guards, who were more powerful than the orcs, would devour the flesh and blood of many good men of Lordaeron. Even in terms of the number of spellcasters, humans and elves were at a desperate disadvantage. .
A strong attack can only lead to self-destruction.
"Perhaps, we can consider leaving, destroying the Dark Portal and going home."
Khadgar accompanied Carlos to study the map for two days, and he couldn't help but persuade him.
In Khadgar's eyes, Carlos had turned a corner and entered a dead end.
When manpower is limited, there is no need to risk the victory that has already been gained for the so-called "perfect ending".
From a strategic perspective, the alliance has barely been achieved.
The counterattack on Draenor was to completely crush the possibility of the orc tribe's comeback.
Although it was not possible to severely damage the orcs and destroy their war foundation, destroying the Dark Portal was enough to achieve the goal.
Carlos didn't want to correct other people's ideas one by one, because he was not a man at the top of the mage, and he couldn't explain how he knew that the Dark Portal could be opened again even after it was closed.
But he was not so pretentious that he alienated others for the sake of "justice."
"Have you made a plan to close the Dark Portal?"
Carlos pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes to moisten his dry eyes, and finally put down the pencil in his hand tremblingly.
"The principle analysis has been completed, and the specific implementation must refer to the opinions of the Silver Moon City Magister."
"Well, roughly how much time is left."
How much time is left, not how much time is left.
Khadgar couldn't help but sigh, he was unwilling to do so.
"Fifteen days if fast, a month if slow. The Dark Door looks like a stone door, but in fact it is incredibly hard. The power that connects the two worlds itself also protects the Dark Door. Those who suggest you use explosives You'd better ignore the idiots who blew up the Dark Portal. Magical issues should be left to mages to solve, you know..."
"What's your solution?"
Carlos understood that Khadgar was caring about him and trying to divert his attention away from the map.
but……
Mage is not a comforting profession. Except for the first sentence, Khadgar's entire story is nonsense.
"Turbulence generating devices are arranged on both sides of the Dark Door at the same time, and the magic turbulence effect is used to squeeze the space-time channel from both ends at the same time, causing the channel to break and collapse from the inside."
"What's the harm?"
Although Carlos has a family background, he is still at the stage of understanding or not understanding the cutting-edge theories of magic turbulence. He is better than an outsider, but incomparable to an expert.
Although it can effectively deter domestic court mages who cheat money and those "magic masters" who feel good about themselves in Dalaran, when it comes to practice, they still dare not pretend to be experts.
"Hazard? What harm?"
Khadgar looked confused, not understanding what Carlos was talking about.
Good luck!
Carlos saw confusion, confusion, sincerity, and overwhelm on Khadgar's face, but he didn't see tension.
Play with eggs! ! !
Historically, the explosion at the Dark Portal blasted two-thirds of the Dark Swamp into a cursed place. Khadgar and the bosses of Silvermoon City did not consider the damage radius.
Is it me, Carlos, who is too imaginative, or is it that your mages are more skilled in martial arts?
Thinking about it, Carlos couldn't help sweating on his back and shivering.
"We use physical...ahem, I mean magical means to forcefully close the Dark Door. Will it explode?"
Carlos chose his words carefully.
“Will your door explode?”
Khadgar had an expression on his face that said, "What did Watt say?"
Carlos almost suffered internal injuries from a mouthful of old blood.
"I mean, the Dark Portal is a masterpiece of magic after all, and magic is full of danger...well, uncertainty. What if, I mean what if, the Dark Portal blows up because of its own problems. It has nothing to do with you mages, I absolutely trust your professionalism, I mean what if it blows up on its own?”
"Then let's blow it up. We just need to stay away."
Khadgar shrugged his shoulders easily, spread his hands, and pursed his lips, matching his old man's face. A complete old man's teenage boyish maniac, with scissor hands and red makeup.
Carlos was speechless again and looked up at the sky.
Fortunately, I asked more questions, otherwise I was afraid that my teammate Kerry would have been killed...
"Anyway, please do a risk assessment. After all, the comfort of tens of thousands of people is at stake. You can estimate the upper limit of the harm of this matter based on the premise that the Dark Door will definitely explode during the closing process."
"Okay, what you said makes sense, I'll go right away. Carlos, don't think so much, you need to rest."
"Okay, I'll pay attention."
Just when Carlos had made up his mind to retreat and return to Azeroth after Turalyon's side was done, an unexpected evil visitor came to the door.
"Didn't you go back?"
Carlos looked at Chromie who was lying on his bed reading a novel, and he deeply understood what it meant to be troubled by dragons and gods.
"As the old saying goes, plans don't change fast enough. I, Chromie, am back."
"..."
"..."
Stare~~~~~~
Blink your eyes~~~
"..."
"Don't you want to say something or ask something?"
"In no mood."
"Young man, don't be defensive, it's not good for your health."
"Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a fine tradition of the alliance. If you like this room, I can give it to you."
With that said, Carlos turned around and left.
"etc!"
Carlos was unwavering, his steps and eyes as determined as ever.
"I went to the Burning Legion's position."
Carlos stopped with his back to Chromie.
"You helped me a lot by destroying those two hidden rune stones, allowing me to use some relatively safe means to sneak around."
Carlos just stood there, not turning around or speaking.
"But the problem is that there is a third stone like that. The fog still covers the scene of the summoning ceremony. I still can't see some things clearly."
"so what?"
Carlos still didn't turn around, but he couldn't help but answer.
"Maybe it's not as bad as we thought."
Chromie changed from a lying position to a sitting position, and the creaking sound of the bed board reached Carlos's ears, which made him think about Chromie's weight.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
"The summoning ceremony is not going smoothly. From what I have observed, that level of space crack is simply not enough for a big guy like Archimonde to come over. Hmm... To use a more vivid metaphor, the space of the ritual ceremony site The crack is probably only as long as Archimonde’s knee.”
"Don't overestimate my patience."
Although Carlos was very interested in the information provided by Chromie, he was not involved. In fact, Chromie answered the question incorrectly.
"Okay, okay, you are such an impatient young man."
Chromie made a squeaking movement on the bed and seemed to stand up. Carlos suddenly remembered that she was wearing boots...
"The situation is that if the third hidden rune stone is destroyed, I can thoroughly observe the truth hidden by the Burning Legion. This is of great significance to Azeroth."
Carlos walked straight to the door without saying a word.
"Then I'll help you find Naru!"
Realizing that Carlos didn't have any of the enthusiasm of a boy, Chromie finally gave in.
Carlos stood still again.
"I know you want to contact the draenei, and I also guess that you want to see the Naaru. I can help you. On your own, this matter will take at least a year and a half. But if I help, you two I can finish what you want to do within a month. How about this, this deal is not bad. I can fly."
Carlos suddenly turned around and pointed at Chromie with both hands like pistols.
"I turn around for you!"
"ha?!"
Chromie looked confused. nt
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