"You say that I, a human king with the effect of Lordaeron, became the savior of the Kalimdor continent?"

"Don't shirk, Your Excellency Cenarius and Her Majesty Queen Ysera have decided that it's you."

"Doesn't that feel appointing?"

"It would be hypocritical to excuse yourself."

"I admit hypocrisy, can I stop it."

"I can't."

Events unfolded beyond Carlos's imagination.

At first, Carlos considered whether there was something behind the scenes to prevent him from returning to Lordaeron to stop the outbreak of the undead and drag himself to Erezaras.

Later, Carlos discovered that he had underestimated the spirit of the Elder Gods.

In Felwood Forest, Winterspring Valley, Ash Valley, Black Shore, and Silisus, operations against the Night Elves erupted intensively at the same point in time.

Originally, in order to deal with the resurgence of the Chira Worms of Silishus, Malfurion and Tyrande had drawn nearly half of the army of the Night Elves. Now on the traditional territory of the Night Elves, all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods suddenly jumped out, which cut off the possibility of Taidashir continuing to draw local troops.

To make matters worse, Naga forcibly blocked the sea lanes despite the casualties, and Tyrande was unable to even project the last of Teldashir and the Black Seashore to Firas.

Vandall. Deerhelm has already led more than two hundred birds of prey druids and is flying to Firas with all his might.

But this is no longer to help, and by the time all my comrades arrive, the well of souls should have been blown up long ago.

"So my whole village is the last hope? What about the Green Dragon Legion? ”

"No matter what, if I want you to contribute, I don't have to hide these things from you. In fact, unlike the black dragons who have abandoned their duties, the green dragons have not been able to draw enough troops at all, and the red dragons have not yet recovered from their previous pain, and the bronze dragons ....... special situation, and we ......"

"Well, I see."

"We Blue Dragons ......"

"In other words, in a short period of time, only I have the ability to draw reinforcements, right?"

"We Blue Dragons ......"

"Help me arrange a meeting with His Majesty Ysera, and if this request can be met, I will not refuse."

"We ...... I'll relay it for you. ”

Seeing off Ethoregus, who was a lobbyist, Carlos couldn't help but pinch the bridge of his nose.

Big head.

Cenarius had left Eresaras for Silishus yesterday.

In the desert to the south, the activities of the Zera Worms are becoming more and more rampant, and a large number of soldier bees have appeared around the premises of the Council of Cenarion.

If the Well of Souls is an unstable ticking time bomb, then the situation with Silisus has reached the point where it is on the verge of breaking out.

Carlos is no longer the reborn novice of the superstitious game experience of more than 20 years ago, and he deeply understands that the seal is used to break it.

Not being able to break Angela's seal without the Scepter of Quicksand is a self-deceptive joke.

If the main force of the Night Elves, which numbered more than 200,000, was swallowed up by the insect tide, then there was no need to guard against any undead natural disasters, and all the living beings in the Eastern Kingdom Continent would just wait for death.

Sealed deep underground in the barren Silysus Desert, the Zerg can burst out with such a large force under the protection of Cthun, as long as they break free from the shackles and use the whole of Kalimdor as a hotbed, who can stop the rise of the Zerg?

Is it still in the Burning Legion fleet three thousand light-years away in Azeroth?

The picture is too beautiful to think.

Previously, in order to guard against the commotion of the trolls, Carlos sent more than 10,000 glorious orcs to Hinterland.

It is called a reward for those who have completed the atonement, and a boon for them to open up the land.

In fact, there are many checks and balances.

Unexpectedly, this move turned out to be the straw that saved Azeroth.

Jokes.

With more than 2,000 Alterac surveillance troops, more than 10,000 glorious orcs, and more than 6,000 trolls, Carlos has become the only leader capable of turning the tide in the face of the crisis of Erezaras.

As for the claim that any alien creature entering the Emerald Dream Realm might pollute the Emerald Dream Realm, the green dragons have put it behind them, and their faces are more ugly than a certain scum.

As for the indigenous people of Eresaras, they have been selectively forgotten by the leaders of various powers.

The Green Dragon and Cenarius believed that Torcedrin had fallen into the well of the soul, and that the upper elves of Eresaras, who had been sucking demonic power for a long time, could no longer be trusted; The elves consider these former "compatriots" to be untrustworthy and do not need any particularly detailed reasons; Carlos, on the other hand, simply looked down on their combat effectiveness.

It was true that he wanted to gain the allegiance of some of the upper elves, but not now, not here.

Eresaras has been in a safe corner and has been living in seclusion for tens of thousands of years, out of touch with the times, and with that terrible demon addiction, Carlos can't even look down on the 20,000 city garrison, let alone start a people's war.

The prince of the people of Eresaras is still playing the role of the "great villain" at this moment.

The Elder Gods' team-up this time is really amazing, but the stage of conspiracy has passed, and now it is a conspiracy.

Under the investigation of Cenarius and Aseregus, the information about the well of souls has been basically mastered.

Enormous capacities are being pooled, and the channels for transmitting energy have been clearly arranged.

Either the Well of Souls created by Prince Thorcedrin exploded on the spot, blowing Firath and the surrounding area into a big crater, and blowing the Kalimdor Continent in two, and Cthun could calmly order the Zermen to nibble away at the isolated Night Elf main force, and then safely sweep across the entire Kalimdor Continent from south to north. Or, the energy of the Well of Souls is channeled to Silisus after reaching a qualitative transformation, and Cthun uses this power to forcibly break through the blockade set by the dragons of the Battle of the Quicksand, and absorb this power to get rid of the weakened and resurrected state, and reign on earth again in good condition.

Either possibility is unacceptable to all Azeroth creatures.

So after various deductions, the Guardian of the Mysteries, Athoregus, proposed a third possibility———— which fulfilled half of Torcedrin's dream and really channeled the power of the Well of Souls into the Well of Eternity.

Or, as the Minotaurs understood, return this power to Mother Earth.

After all, Aseregus is not a scumbag, and the plan it proposes is highly feasible at the magical level, and it can be regarded as a reliable solution to the big bomb of the Well of Souls.

Redirect this tremendous unstable energy back to the earth, and hundreds of thousands of unwilling angry souls will be so small in front of the size of the planet, and the well of souls will be purified.

Well, the feasibility of the magic level is very high, and the only problem is that during the purification channeling ritual, the large amount of aggregated magic is simply the brightest light bulb node in the Azeroth magic net system.

Although it is not as good as the Well of Eternity back then, it is almost inevitable that it will attract a lot of gods and ghosts.

This requires an army strong enough to guard this magical ritual.

I'm sorry, but the Night Elves, mired in the quagmire of Silishus, have been temporarily blockaded off the coastline by Naga and can't take out such an army.

So Carlos was ordained the chosen one.

It's not that Carlos doesn't understand the truth of his lips and teeth, but he has some questions and doesn't vomit unpleasantly, and he must take this opportunity to meet Ysera.