Time passed in a cheerful atmosphere, and by the time they set out on their journey back to the Watch Fort, it was nearly noon, but none of the soldiers who had returned were dissatisfied with the hunger of the journey, and they were still deeply immersed in the joy of the harvest.

Affected by their good mood, they returned to the Watch Fortress much faster than they had come.

Three days later, at the gates of the fort, Commander Waynes anxiously awaited their return. During their absence, Waynes was so tormented that his hair was turning gray, and he had to go to the watchtower every day to look into the distance, waiting for the scouting team to return.

"Tell me what's going on at the Dark Gate?" Seeing Diego in the queue, Waynes couldn't wait to greet him and asked eagerly.

"Bad news, the Burning Legion is passing through the Dark Portal!" Diego whispered, he didn't want the news to spread.

"What?!" Waynes almost screamed, he looked around and gestured to Diego and Mahalba, "Come here, I think we need to talk!" ”

They came to the third floor of the main castle and sat down in the secret room behind the conference hall.

"The dark door has been opened?" Waynes went straight in.

"To be exact, it's being opened, but it's already working, and the Burning Legion is teleporting demons through it."

"How many demons have they teleported? How fast is the teleportation? What is the fastest speed? Waynes asked in a loud voice.

"They have gathered about three thousand to four thousand people, and I didn't stay there for long, about three hours, during which two low-level demons were teleported. I can't estimate how fast it can be, but it's clear that it's not the limit, as six Eredar Warlocks are pouring evil energy into it to speed it up. Diego answered Waynes' questions one by one, paused for a moment, and continued proudly, "Before leaving there, I killed five of the six Warlocks, seriously wounded the remaining one, and finally weakened the Dark Gate with Holy Light, and in a short period of time, it will not be able to regain its original teleportation ability. ”

"Great, Diego, you've bought us time to prepare for war!" Waynes slapped Diego on the shoulder hard, excited and uncontrollable.

"What should we do next?" Mahalba on the side asked with a worried face. Their operation did not fundamentally solve the problem of the Dark Gate, and now it is no longer a problem that the Legion of the Watch Fortress can solve on its own.

"Help!" Despite a big victory, Waynes was not carried away, he paced back and forth in the hall, "I have lit a beacon and sent a griffon messenger to Stormwind, however, just one attack on the Watch Fort will not attract the attention of the Alliance, I need to pass on the information you brought back as soon as possible!" ”

"Leave this matter to me, when it comes to hurrying, no one can be faster than a mage!" Mahalba said on the sidelines.

"I'll go with you, I can bring more reinforcements here!" Diego interjected.

Waynes was a little surprised, but he didn't get to the bottom of it, and through this period of contact, he knew that this young man was not the kind of arrogant person who would talk about it.

Without further ado, Waynes immediately wrote a letter for them to Archmage Ronin and King Varian, stamping it with his own seal.

"Until you return here with reinforcements, the Watch Fortress will not fall, I promise!" Before sending the two away, the commander swore solemnly.

With little delay, and after a brief explanation to Masrae and Christopher Farraar, Diego followed Mahalba to the Tower of the Watcher.

Normally, mages can cast spells at any time and open a portal to the point where they have located a spatial marker, but in a cursed land where space is extremely unstable, it is difficult to do so. To prevent teleportation errors, mages have built a permanent teleportation circle between the Warden's Tower at the Watch Fortress and the Mage Sanctuary in Stormwind, a stable portal that removes the chaotic spatial interference of the Cursed Lands to ensure accurate teleportation.

On the top floor of the Keeper's Tower, Diego saw the portal that opened on the Mithril frame. Several young low-level mages were maintaining its operation, and when they saw the arrival of two people, these young people greeted them one after another.

Big. Law. The teacher spoke to them for a few words, then turned his head and instructed Diego.

"Follow me. You know, the space in the Cursed Lands isn't stable, and compared to portals elsewhere, this trip is definitely not going to be a pleasant experience. ”

Diego nodded disapprehantly, this was not the first time he had passed through a portal, and he already had some experience with teleportation. This time, however, the pain of the teleportation was far greater than he had anticipated.

At the moment of stepping into the portal, Diego felt as if he had jumped into a high-speed rotating washing machine drum, his whole body was involuntarily rotating violently in the vortex, countless cold spatial forces were squeezing, tearing, and cutting around him like invisible turbulence, if it weren't for the protection of the teleported by the teleportation circle, he would have been torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Just as Diego felt like he was about to be crumpled and twisted, his eyes suddenly brightened a lot, and the warm air in his face warmed his skin, which had become unusually cold from the brief crossing of Shicai.

"Gross! - "Diego fell to the ground with a whirlwind, and the first thing he did when he woke up was not to get up from the ground, but to open his mouth and vomit heavily. But Guan Haifa, who was following him, didn't look unusual, standing firmly on four legs.

The violent vomiting lasted for about two or three minutes before the twitching sensation in the stomach gradually subsided.

"Mahalba, damn it, every time you bring someone from that hellish place in the Cursed Lands, you always have to vomit it all over the place, and that disgusting smell won't go away for a long time!" Before he could raise his head, a crisp female voice sounded in front of him.

Before the archmage could reply, the voice rang out again.

"Ha, I've seen you, human! You were here with Marlin last time! ”

Diego looked up and saw that the dwarf mage Bright Fire was looking at him excitedly, and it was clear that there had not been many visitors to the place recently, and their arrival had made the boring portal keeper a little overjoyed.

"Yes, Your Excellency, it's a pleasure to see you again!" Diego replied vaguely. He stood up, pulled a jug of water out of his bag, and rinsed his mouth.

Bright Fire wanted to say something more, but Mahalba interrupted her.

"Hey, Bright Fire, is High Mage Andomus here? I have 100,000 urgent things to see him! ”

"On it, you can go up directly." Although she was a little unhappy, the female dwarf could see his anxiety in Mahalba's face, and she pointed to the top of her head and said.

"Well, I think we'll have to separate here," Mahalba turned to look at Diego, "To save time, we'd better split up, I'll go to Andomas, then teleport back to Dalaran and ask for help from Ronin, while you go to Stormstorm Fortress and meet King Varian!" ”

"That's exactly how it should be!" Diego nodded in agreement. To the Alliance, the Dalaran Mages are as important as ten fully formed legions, and they are like nuclear weapons, with an unparalleled deterrent to the enemy.