The Fa Ye will always be a pro-son, parentheses, in every sense.

Relying on the captured orc plan, the Alliance soldiers destroyed two rune hidden stones in two ways, and the mysterious ritual field shrouded in clouds and fog finally revealed its true face.

Together with Khadgar, a total of six archmages and archmages have their own abilities to investigate the scene of the summoning ceremony with actual combat detection magic.

The results were far from encouraging.

Just as Tulayan used his overwhelming strength to fatten the ogre, the formed demon legion guarded the ceremonial ceremony for the summoning ceremony, forming a huge crushing advantage over Carlos and the others.

The winding mountain road was completely impossible for Carlos to deploy his forces, and the demon guards, who were more powerful than the orcs, did not know how much flesh and blood of the good men of Lordaeron would devour, and even the number of spellcasters put humans and elves at a desperate disadvantage.

A strong attack can only bring about its own destruction.

"Perhaps, we can consider leaving, destroying the Dark Gate, 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 has turned into a dead end.

When manpower is poor, there is no need to take advantage of the victories that have already been reaped for the sake of the so-called "perfect ending".

In terms of strategic purposes, the alliance was barely achieved.

The counterattack on Draenor is to completely crush the possibility of a comeback of the orc tribe.

Although it was not able to inflict heavy damage on the orcs and destroy their war base, destroying the Dark Gate was enough to achieve the goal.

Carlos didn't want to correct the minds of the others one by one, because he wasn't the man standing at the apex of mages, and he couldn't explain how he knew that the Dark Door could open again even when it was closed.

But he was not pretentious enough to make his people betray his relatives for the sake of "justice".

"Have you made a plan to close the Dark Door?"

Carlos pinched the bridge of his nose, closed his eyes and moistened his dry eyes, and finally put down the pencil in his hand tremblingly.

"The principle analysis has been completed, and the specific implementation will refer to the opinions of the Magister of Silver Moon City."

"Well, there's probably a lot of time."

How much time is left, not how much more time is left.

Khadgar couldn't help but sigh, he wasn't reconciled.

"Fifteen days if it's fast, a month if it's slow. The Dark Gate looks like a stone door, but it's actually hard, and the power that connects the two worlds protects the Dark Gate itself. Those idiots who suggest you blow up the Dark Gate with explosives, you'd better ignore their nonsense. The problem of magic should be left to the mage to solve, you know......"

"What's your solution?"

Carlos understood that Khadgar cared about himself and tried to take his attention off the map.

But......

Mage is not a comforting profession, except for the first sentence, Khadgar is full of nonsense.

"Arrange turbulence generators on both sides of the Dark Gate at the same time, and use the magic turbulence effect to squeeze the space-time passage from both ends at the same time, causing the passage to shatter and collapse from the inside."

"What about the hazards?"

Although Carlos has a family history, his cutting-edge theories about magic turbulence are still at the point where he can understand and understand, which is stronger than the layman, and cannot be compared with the insider.

Although it can effectively deter the palace mages who cheat funds in China and the "masters" who feel good about themselves in Dalaran, they still dare not pretend to be experts when they are really implemented.

"Hazards? What are the hazards? ”

Khadgar looked dazed, not understanding what Carlos was talking about.

It's too late!

Carlos saw confusion, confusion, sincerity, and overwhelm in Khadgar's face, but he didn't see the tension.

Playing with eggs!!

In history, the Dark Gate exploded, and two-thirds of the Dark Swamp was blown into a cursed land, and the bosses of Khadgar and Silvermoon City didn't even consider the problem of damage radius.

Is it my Carlos who thinks well, or is it your mage's high martial arts?

Thinking about it carefully, Carlos couldn't help but sweat behind his back and shivered.

"We use physics...... Ahem, I mean magic forcibly closes the dark door, will it blow up? ”

Carlos was careful with his wording.

"Is your door going to explode?"

Khadgar had a wat look on his face.

Carlos almost suffocated his internal injuries with a mouthful of old blood.

"I mean, the Dark Gate is a masterpiece of magic, after all, and magic is full of dangers...... Well, uncertainty. If, I mean if, the Dark Gate blew up because of its own problems. It has nothing to do with you mages, I absolutely trust your professionalism, I mean, what if it blew itself up? ”

"Then it's going to blow up, let's just stay away."

Khadgar shrugged his shoulders easily, slapped his hands, and pursed his lips again to match his old man's face. The full old man chats about juvenile madness, scissor hands, and red makeup.

Carlos was speechless again, looking at the sky.

I asked a lot of questions, otherwise I was afraid that I would be attacked by my teammate Kerry......

"Anyway, please do a hazard assessment. After all, it is about the comfort of tens of thousands of people, and you can estimate the upper limit of the harm of this matter on the premise that the dark door will definitely explode during the closing process. ”

"Okay, you have a point, I'll go. Carlos, don't think so much, you need to rest. ”

"Okay, I'll take notice."

Just as Carlos had made up his mind to wait for Tulayan's side to retreat back to Azeroth, an unexpected villain approached him.

"Didn't you go back?"

Carlos looked at Chromie lying on his bed, and deeply realized what it means to be annoyed by dragons.

"As the old saying goes, plans don't change fast. I, Chromie, am back. ”

“……”

“……”

Stare at~~~~~~

Wink~~~

“……”

"Don't you want to say something and ask something?"

"I don't want to."

"Young man, don't be resistant, it's not good for your health."

"Respecting the old and loving the young is a fine tradition of the alliance, if you like this room, I can let it be for you."

With that, Carlos turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Carlos was unwavering, his steps as resolute as his eyes.

"I went to the Burning Legion's position."

Carlos stopped with his back to Chromie.

"You did me a great favor by destroying those two Hidden Rune Stones, allowing me to slip around using some relatively safe means."

Carlos just stood, not turning around, not speaking.

"But the problem is that there's a third stone of that kind, and the fog still hangs over the site of the summoning ceremony, and there are some things that I still can't really see."

"So what?"

Carlos still didn't turn around, but he couldn't help but answer.

"Maybe it's not as bad as we expected."

Chromie transitioned from a lying position to a sitting position, and the crunch of the bed reached Carlos' ears, causing him to think about Chromie's weight.

"Something to say."

"The summoning ritual didn't go well, and from what I've observed, that level of spatial rift is simply not enough for a big guy like Akmund to come over. Well...... The figurative point of the image, the spatial crack in the ceremonial arena was probably only as long as Akmund's knee. ”

"Don't overestimate my patience."

Carlos was intrigued by the information provided by Chromie, but he was not caught in it, and in essence, Chromie did not answer the question.

"Okay, okay, what a young man."

Chromie crunched and moved on the bed as if to stand up, and Carlos suddenly remembered that she was wearing boots......

"The situation is that if I destroy the third Hidden Rune Stone, I will be able to thoroughly observe the truth hidden by the Burning Legion, which means a lot to Azeroth."

Without saying a word, Carlos walked straight to the door.

"Then I'll help you find Naru!"

Finding that Carlos didn't have any of the blood of a young man, Chromie finally relented.

Carlos stood still.

"I knew you wanted to contact the Draenei, and I guessed you wanted to meet Naru. I can help you. On your own, this will take at least a year and a half. But if I help, you can do what you want to do in two months. Well, it's a good deal, isn't it? I can fly. ”

Carlos turned abruptly and pointed his hands at Chromie in the shape of a pistol.

"I'll turn around for you!"

"Huh?!"

Chromie looked confused.