If you don't play games to practice survival skills, you are wasting your life.
After all, a person may never encounter the kind of good thing where he can collect bounties and solve incidents by killing a few people.
After all, if violence can solve problems, why do we need intelligence?
The development direction of society is becoming more and more civilized, and the cases of mentally retarded people becoming more and more rare are the best proof.
Therefore, Carlos, as a civilized man who was born in Lordaeron and grew up under the banner of the Alliance Army, looked down upon those rude night elves represented by the couple Dandemar and Shandis, who were only thinking about cutting and cutting.
If it's useful, why do you need magic?
"Hamuir, you think so?"
If Carlos didn't have the strength to beat these two people one against two, his friendship would really be over, instead of seeking consensus with the Minotaur Chief.
"Yes, I also believe that blind action will only lead to the deterioration of the situation. The current situation is unclear, and I have reservations about your proposal."
Wait, what do you mean by reservations?
You are a tauren, don't you believe in Mother Earth? Why do these diplomatic rhetoric sound so familiar? The spiritual mentor of your rune totem is not Mother Earth but a rabbit demon whose mantra is "little money is really sweet." !
"But look, Torcedrin is right there. The hand rises, the sword falls, and it ends."
Dandema is still promoting his plan, but Shandris Feather Moon has already fallen into a crisis of position.
Unlike her husband, who relied solely on physical combat for a living, as a member of the Sisterhood of Elune, Shandris Yuyue's magical attainments were actually quite good.
Don't worry about why Tyrande's goddaughter studies arcane magic. Night elves who ask this question all have loyalty issues!
The key point is that Shandis Yuyue felt the existence of the soul well on the back of the mirror world, at the binding play site of this large-scale magic ceremony.
"The soul is shouting and the anger is incited. We are standing on the crater of the volcano. Let's act quickly. Even if we pick up the knife and kill Torcedrin, it will not be worse than our boasting and meaningless verbal dispute."
Shandris Yuyue's speech was actually very constructive.
So the four capable people on the scene looked at me, I looked at you, and finally they all looked at Carlos.
"Cleaving the magic thorns that bind the soldiers is not as easy as you think. Ordinary people can't help much in this situation."
Carlos thought it would be better to explain. The glowing eyes of night elves are a racial talent. Hamuul, you old bastard, looks at me like this with starry eyes. It really puts a lot of pressure on me.
"Then what's your plan?"
Dandema asked. He felt that his plan to get to the point was really perfect.
"I have a general understanding of Tortheldrin's closed magic in my previous battle with him. There is a scholar on the top of each of the four ivory towers of this royal library acting as a magic node. Previously put It was a mistake for Gildarts to try, and it was Tortheldrin's capture of Gildarts that made up for the shortcomings of the sealed magic and advanced the process of the Soul Well's explosion."
Carlos' words were a bit long-winded, because he was also sorting out the context of the incident through memories.
But there was no truly stupid person present.
"So, you mean that if we destroy those magic nodes, we can...well, at least we can delay time?"
Hamuul touched his chin and felt that it seemed possible.
"One, two, three, four, you can give it a try."
Shandis Yuyue counted the number of people and felt that it was reliable.
"If possible, try to rescue those scholars. I personally think that they are not taking the initiative to assume the role of magic nodes, at least not all of them. If these participants provide help, it will be much easier to get the answer to the decisive question."
Carlos added.
"No problem, I'll go to the ivory tower in the north."
Hamuul turned and left.
"Then I'll go east."
Shandris Yuyue entered shadow escape mode.
"Then I..."
"Wait, I have something to say!"
Dandema suddenly spoke up, and the other three looked at him in confusion.
"..."
Dandema's face was filled with happiness, which read as grievance.
Don't lower your head, the shield wall will break.
Carlos sighed.
"It is my fault."
He took off his original light-cast iron saber, poured into it the amount of holy light energy equivalent to his full blow, and then handed it to Dandema.
"I'm going to the west."
After Carlos turned to leave, Hamuul took an amulet from his neck and hung it on Dandema.
"Mother Earth will protect you."
After Hamuul also left, Shandis Yuyue looked around to make sure it was safe, then stood on tiptoes and gave her husband a kiss.
"this is not your fault."
Then the Sentinel General left too.
"Why do I feel like this is the worst time I've ever been hacked?"
Dandema suppressed her inner depression and walked towards the ivory tower to the east.
The mirror world formed by the closed Royal Library is upside down and connected to the Well of Souls to form three independent spaces. This is a very troublesome and disgusting thing.
Although the Elf Prince Torsedrin was killed in the front world, and the current mirror world is temporarily without the master's control, what is heart-stopping is not only the roar emanating from the huge number of elven souls in the Well of Souls, but also other, deeper and darker things. of terror.
Carlos didn't know what happened to other people, but the more he walked, the more invisible oppression his spirit felt.
Climbing the ivory tower that is at most a hundred meters high, every step is so difficult.
Not physically tired, but mentally weak.
Being able to cause such pain to the Paladin, who was known for his mental toughness, Carlos began to worry about the situation of the other three.
You can't stop. Once you stop to take a breath, it will only become more difficult to take another step.
Carlos gradually felt his heartbeat becoming slower and slower, and his vision became increasingly blurry.
But step by step, the stylish steps were finally completed, and after stepping through the barrier of the partition wall, at the top of the ivory tower, the scholar entangled with blood-red magic vines was tied up in mid-air.
In a daze, the Quelsala in Carlos's hand slipped to the ground and made a crisp sound when it collided with the stone tiles on the ground.
Carlos suddenly woke up.
The whole person felt indescribably relaxed.
But when Carlos felt relaxed, the depressing atmosphere in the closed space of the Royal Library became increasingly intense.
Carlos tentatively picked up Quel'Thala, and that feeling of mental weakness came over him again.
…
Momentarily pinning Quel'Thala to the ground, Carlos gave up researching the reason.
Because he did not have the ability to rescue the Erudite in that state.
"Can you listen to me?"
There was no response, because the scholar in front of him was not Gildarts, and Carlos could not enhance the effect by calling his name, so he simply assumed that the other party was in shock.
Taking a deep breath, Carlos clasped his hands on his chest and slowly closed his eyes.
It is extremely stupid to touch the magic vines that obviously have special effects of absorbing with bare hands as a medium without being able to use weapons.
After adjusting his condition to the best, Carlos opened his eyes and shot out golden light, and the guards of the ancient kings reappeared in front of him.
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