Queen Ysera agrees to meet with you, not now, but once the crisis is over. "
"Is this a waste of money?"
"When I say crisis, I don't just mean the well of the soul."
"what is that."
"The black dragon is preparing to move, and His Majesty Ysera has left the Emerald Dream at this time."
Lethorn's explanation was not very sincere, but Carlos had no other choice but to accept it.
Because handling this kind of thing requires a sense of proportion and individuality.
No matter where in the world, the stupidest thing is always doing someone a favor and causing hatred.
The door to the Emerald Dream is once again open to Carlos, and the power of the Kingdom of Alterac in the Hinterlands is constantly gathering towards the portal.
Humans, dwarves, trolls, and orcs, four races that originally hated and resented each other, stood side by side under the power of Carlos, preparing to fight for hope in a strange land tens of thousands of miles away from the illusion. This picture is so beautiful that it makes people imagine. .
Coupled with the tauren and night elves, haha, Carlos found that he had accidentally collected all the major races in World of Warcraft.
When the first batch of reinforcements arrived in Elre'Thalas, half of the troops were still stranded in the Hinterlands. Carlos left the Green Dragon Legion's territory and went south to explore an abnormal area.
After the troops were connected in a line and the initial chaos was dealt with, everything was in order and no big trouble could occur. According to the situation report from Azoregus, the preparations would take about three days, so the time was not particularly urgent.
Although Elrethalas can provide food supplies for Carlos' army, the armaments of the Highborne Elves are really difficult to evaluate. Carlos needs more time to make adequate preparations.
So he is not very urgent to deal with the problem of the Well of Souls.
The Well of Souls is a problem, but not a huge problem.
The source of everything is still the ancient gods, C'Thun, N'Zoth, and their minions.
Naga's madness completely blocked the night elves' maritime transportation. Regardless of the battle losses, even if the night elves had more warships, they could not break through the Naga blockade. This was the dilemma of Silithus.
The long-cherished wish of the insect people and the continuous underground excavations for thousands of years have formed a network of passages extending in all directions underground in Silithus. Even these passages continue to extend northward, and large insects have also appeared in the southern part of Un'Goro Crater. nest.
At present, the night elves' material supplies are resting on their laurels and inventory, and on the other hand, they rely on sending exploration teams to collect them from the Un'Goro region.
Even though Cenarius and the druids of the Cenarion Circle can grow rice in the desert of Silithus, war is not just a treat, it is still the consumption of various materials at the most basic level.
The critical situation in Silithus is puzzling, and Carlos's victory is in vain.
But on the other hand, if the Well of Souls explodes, Silithus will be a big firework.
The situation that Carlos faced, the battle that was about to take place, was a necessary and insufficient part of the entire campaign.
You can only win but not lose.
"The night elves have a population of tens of millions. If they lose 200,000 troops, their country will be destroyed. Your Majesty, are you looking down on them too much?"
The human officer who came from the Hinterlands followed Carlos and curiously observed the topography of Feralas while asking in confusion.
"Then tell me, if I give an order, how many troops in Alterac will be able to fight to the point of annihilation without fear of life and death regardless of the reason?"
Carlos asked calmly.
"As long as you..."
As soon as the words of compliment began, he was forced back by Carlos's sharp eyes.
"There are always ten thousand people."
Carlos' eyes calmed down.
"The Barov family has a century-old reputation, I have cultivated and promoted it for more than ten years, and there are only more than 10,000 troops willing to die for me. Do you still think Silithus's problems are small?"
"Well, Your Majesty, what you mean is that the two hundred thousand night elves are..."
"no."
"ah!"
"It's not something as superficial as the foundation of rule. The night elves are immortal. From the time when we humans were still herding sheep in the Arathi Highlands, they night elves have been fighting little monsters for world peace. Those night elves in Silithus, Each one of them is a living hero, and their life experiences are written as legends on a par with others. If these veterans of many battles were all gone, even if the night elves had a population of tens of millions, it would be impossible to form another army with such a fighting force in a short time. Army. It’s not impossible to think that those 200,000 people are half of the night elves.”
It is expected that it is a commentary, but it is better to say that Carlos is sorting out his thoughts.
Why do you have to go through the muddy waters of Silithus? This is the reason behind it.
Humanity has not faced the strength of the Qiraji. For some time to come, the night elves will be an indispensable and absolute force in Azeroth.
If the situation is allowed to deteriorate, Azeroth will explode itself without even having the Burning Legion come to the door.
Therefore, in the face of the counterattack of the ancient gods, Carlos must force himself to temporarily give up his profit calculations and put the overall situation first.
The anomaly in southern Feralas was a clue provided by Azoregus. Carlos led a small team to arrive nearby in a day and a half.
In a crypt with an extremely hidden entrance, an ominous aura slowly and continuously spreads out.
Carlos ordered the soldiers to check whether there was an ambush around them, then set up temporary camps and sentry posts, and entered them first.
It hasn't penetrated too far, and the emanating magic power visible to the naked eye has condensed into a looming cyclone pattern.
"You guys go back the way you came. If I don't return within an hour, contact the blue dragon in Elrethalas immediately."
"As commanded."
After the soldiers left, Carlos moved on.
The fear of the increasingly strong magic power harming his subordinates is one aspect, but it is not the main reason.
The real reason was that Carlos felt a familiar atmosphere deep in the cave.
The more he stepped on the line of demigods, the more Carlos understood the horror of these extraordinary beings.
Combat power is the most straightforward and superficial expression, and various strange abilities are the real differences in personality.
Just like now, Carlos clearly felt that something was waving to him deep in the cave, extending an invitation without any malice.
As we go deeper and deeper, the temperature rises rapidly, and the cave passage gradually opens up.
After rounding the last turning point, the trumpet-shaped road ahead became wider and wider. The rich magic power weakened the plane barrier, creating a lava lake at the bottom of the cave, which was at most three hundred meters above the surface.
A tall and majestic figure had his back to Carlos, staring at the orange-red lava and not knowing what he was thinking. Beside him, there were more than a dozen charred demon remains scattered in twisted postures, showing the greatest pain during his life. pain.
"Neltharion..."
A chill ran down Carlos' spine as he recognized who it was that had extended the invitation to him.
If Neltharion's aura was simply powerful during that encounter in Alterac City, then now the Black Dragon King's aura has reached the peak of terror.
When he was in Alterac, Carlos also considered whether to attack the dragon first. But now, looking directly at Neltharion had almost drained Carlos of all his courage.
What happened during this time?
Carlos quickly used the power of holy light to calm his inner turmoil.
No, Neltharion is indeed powerful, but not enough to break through his own will barrier.
Carlos discovers something strange about this cave.
"Very good, I really saw the right person."
Neltharion turned his head, in human form, with a pair of red dragon eyes filled with madness and joy.
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