Although Dredden's tone was not serious, it was true. The identities of the members of the Sky Council, with the exception of Archmage Antonidas, are strictly required to be kept secret. Aside from the members of Kenrito, ordinary mages barely knew the exact composition of the Sky Council. But taking over this position means fulfilling its responsibilities.

For example - maintaining the order of magic, clearing possible crises, and much more.

"Even if he doesn't join us, will he still be able to get away?" Modra's eyebrows furrowed, and she glared at Dredden.

Of course, in this great era, every hero has to shoulder the responsibility of saving the world, and it is the same whether he is in that position or not.

After the meeting, Antonidas went to Khadgar's residence to make contact with the other party, while Jiang Weihan returned to his station. However, at this time, a messenger from the Ash Inquisition brought a message.

Prince Liam is contacting the Alliance, saying that there is something important to report.

The messenger mentioned a key word - Ulduar!

――

Northrend is home to the Silver Covenant and the Ashen Inquisitors, a multi-racial coalition that has been battling the Scourge since Prince Liam became Grand Commander.

After the Lich King Arthas defected to Yugsaron, the Scourge Legion caused great trouble for the Silver Covenant. Liam had to command his army to retreat to the front line of Daxalon Fortress, using the former fortifications and walls of the Ice Trolls to defend against the Scourge Legion.

The Ice Trolls of Zldak were devastated when Akmund descended more than a year ago, and only a handful survived by sailing to the southern island of Zandalara.

With the Ice Trolls gone, Zudak was almost empty. When the Silver Covenant was regrouped, it was used as an important defensive fortress.

At its peak, the force controlled Züdak, Stormcliffs, Grizzly Hills, and Howling Fjord, almost half of Northrend. As their commander-in-chief, Liam certainly takes the credit.

After the Nightmare War, Liam returned to the real world to continue his armament, defending the fortress of Zudak against a steady stream of Scourge troops from Scourge City and the Gate of Damnation.

As the Austrian nuclear war began, the Scourge finally disappeared, and the undead minions all retreated to Icecrown, hiding behind high walls and dangerous fortresses to defend against the Coalition attack.

But the Lich King never expected that these strong walls would do nothing. The crusaders didn't even spend a single soldier to completely destroy the Scourge - who would have thought that the vast arcane powers gathered in the final rainbow of focus would end up pouring down on them?

When the Frostvein Dwarven Scout brought the news of the fall of the Icecrown Fortress to the Fortress of Xallon, Liam couldn't believe it was true. However, the follow-up intelligence has all proved this, and the natural disaster has indeed been completely destroyed!

The Scourges are the mortal enemies of the Silver Covenant, and as the news spreads, the Walrusmen, the Frostvein Dwarves, the Nirubs, and the Yak ...... All those races whose lives are threatened by the arrival of the Scourge can finally relax and enjoy the peace they have not seen for a long time!

Liam is not a man of power, and the tribes of the Silver Covenant say goodbye to him, and he has only blessings and reluctance in his heart. After all, they are comrades-in-arms who have been fighting side by side for a year, but isn't it time to enjoy peace?

By nightfall, half of the people in the fortress were gone. The rest, except for the ashes of the Inquisitors around him, are all like arrows.

Lord Hevel sighed for a day, believing that Liam could keep these battle-hardened warriors with any excuse, but he didn't. This old minister also fully understood His Royal Highness's thoughts, and there was no legitimate reason to stop it.

"What a good soldier, really." Hevers sighed as he saw the warriors of all races moving out of the camp.

Liam leaned on his sword and comforted the minister: "Don't do this, the warriors are fighting for survival. Now that the enemy has been destroyed, they should enjoy the peace they deserve, and we should be happy about it. That's what we've been striving for, isn't it? ”

Here's the thing...... Hey, what are we going to do next, Your Highness the Prince. Do you want to go back? Hevers asked tentatively. He was afraid that the prince still had a knot—after all, he had made some stern mistakes.

"Of course, we're definitely going back." Liam smiled, showing his confidence, "I'm not one to admit my mistakes - at least not yet. He thought he humorously quipped, "We will continue to pursue the Light, and our swords will still fight for justice - everywhere." ”

"Of course, of course." Hevers nodded incessantly. Seeing that the prince had no knots, he was relieved.

"Alright, let's go rest, it's getting late."

Liam waved his hand and left the walls first. He returned to his bedchamber, sat down, unsheathed his sword across his knees, and took a cloth to wipe the blade carefully.

This is his habit, every day before going to sleep, he wipes the sword and takes advantage of this time to reflect on himself and think about the future.

He saw his own shadow in the reflection of the sword's body - he was almost completely different now than he had been two years earlier. He has become no longer concerned with appearances, no longer demanding formality, informal, very tolerant in the face of unprincipled issues, and will not be colored in the eyes of those around him because of the difference in status.

This is not at all like the appearance of a young man in his early twenties, but more like a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, who is not even a middle-aged man.

But it's not innate. He has gone through so many hardships, he was once a crown prince, and he also fell into the abyss and became a traitor reviled by everyone. The extreme change of identity made him understand that identity is actually just an accessory of personality. How can a humble person be loved, even if he is of noble birth? How can a noble person be disrespected because of his humble status?

He thinks back to all the things that have happened since the Gilneth disaster struck him to the present, as a reminder to remember the past, learn from the past, and change the past.

Liam remembered again when he got the Sword of the Guardian of Order, the cloaked man of ordinary stature, but even more terrifying than a dragon.

"Tyr—Guardian of Order." He had already guessed the identity of the other party. Because of that silver prosthetic.

"Liam." Just as the prince thought of the other, the familiar voice rang in his ears again.

"Tyr! Is that you? Liam stood up and looked around.

"Look." Tyre said a word succinctly.

Then a virtual scene unfolds in front of Liam's eyes. The view was high above Northrend and then it was pulled quickly into the northern storm cliffs, and further on, Liam saw a magnificent complex of buildings on top of the mountains.

"Ulduar, the prison of the ancient god Yogsaron." Tyr's voice remembers it, introducing the place like a narrator.

The camera then proceeds deeper into the main hall.

Liam saw massive mechanisms and weapons of war being built inside, as well as manic giants and twisted facelessers...... and a massive monster that suddenly emerged from the ground in the deepest part of the darkness and had countless terrifying mouthparts.

"Yogsaron, the Demon of a Thousand Throats, the evil Elder God, it is coming out of trouble."

"Stop it, hurry."

"Watch out for Loken."

The scene fades as Tyr's last words fall, and Liam abruptly wakes up and looks around, where else is there any illusion or Tyr? He still sat at the table, never even getting up, for the Sword of the Guardian of Order was on his lap.

This was a warning from Tyr, and Liam certainly wouldn't take it lightly. Remembering the powerful weapons of war and the mechanical golems in Ulduar's temple, as well as the terrifying ancient god Yogsaron, Liam immediately tensed. He knew that he and the paladins around him who wrote the ashes of the Inquisition Army would not be able to solve Ulduar's crisis alone, and he didn't even know where to start!

The Union must be informed about this!

Right away!

――

Even if there is no messenger from Liam, the crusading army's next target will be Ulduar. The previous battle plan had included the Austrian nuclear war, the elimination of the natural scourge, and the resolution of the Ulduar threat. Now that the first two things have been successfully resolved, only the Ulduar crisis remains to be resolved. This is the logical next offensive target.

Jiang Weihan has been thinking about what strategy should be used to attack Ulduar.

According to the original history, it was the famous explorer Brian. Copperbeard uncovers the truth about Ulduar step by step in the player's escort, from the Hall of Rock to the Hall of Lightning, killing the fallen Guardian Loken, then charging into Ulduar to bring the accused Guardians to their senses, and finally defeating the emerging Yugsaron and resealing it. Finally, defeat Algalon, the Watcher who descended on Azeroth, and put an end to the sending of code that reshapes the world.

This is the original game plot, and it is also the "model" script that Jiang Weihan once saw from the net-like timeline. In this way, a qiē will almost always be decent.

But not necessarily in this world - as a "free script", anything can happen here. Especially when history has changed beyond recognition and no longer has complete reference value, relying on history is tantamount to asking for a dead end!

Jiang Weihan thought of his special identity and the ubiquitous ancient gods, and slowly drew up a new plan in his heart.

But the plan can't be spoken—who knows if the Elder Gods will hear it?

The last time he was able to kill Blackmore, the agent of the Eternal Dragon, at the tomb of Galakron, he was able to succeed because he hid it so well that he completely hid it from all prying eyes. Therefore, now every step of his plan is tacitly detected by the Elder God.

So the real plan must be done in the dark!

Either way, on the surface, Azeroth's elite forces are already heading towards the Stormcrags. In four or five days at most, they will arrive at their destination.

――

Upon his return to Mount Hyjal, Malfurion immediately began to deploy a return to Silishus, and ordered the druids of the Council of Cenarion to try to communicate with the Earth and find the Earth Elemental Plane, or the Mother of Stone Serrazane. And he himself went with him to Silishus, to reconnoiter the situation of the ancient god Cthun.

What he had seen and heard in the past few days had opened his eyes to the horrors of the Elder Gods. He had to go out on his own in order to ensure that the return was foolproof.

"Malfurion, you don't know, the earthquake before - it was so terrible, I almost thought of the heavens and the earth when the Well of Eternity exploded!" Tyrande's tense expression finally relaxed when he saw Malfurion return.

Although it has only been a few days since the other side participated in the Austrian nuclear war, every step of Northrend's plan of action is fraught with danger, and any mistake could lead to unimaginable disasters.

Tyrande was terrified that when she woke up, she would be greeted with unacceptable news, and the terrible earthquake from Silysus terrified her, thinking that something had happened.

Luckily, things turned out much better than she had imagined - she was truly relieved to see Malfurion's safe return.

The powerful earthquake caused by Cthun's dying struggle spread throughout Kalimdor, and Mount Hyjal was far away and was already the least volatile. In contrast, Theramore sensed not only a strong earthquake, but also a tsunami - the wave ten meters high almost overwhelmed Theramore, but thanks to the thick walls of their city and the help of the spellcaster, they were not severely damaged.

The same is true of the Land of Justice, where there are still traces of undried water on the streets of the new town – thanks to a good drainage system, most of the water was drained in time after the tsunami struck, and everyone was warned in advance and did not suffer much damage.

But the real damage caused by this tsunami has many people frowning. After migrating to Kalimdor, humans began to colonize this wild land, but after the tsunami, most of the crops had been washed away, and the rest was soaked in seawater, and there was almost no yield.

Food crisis -- If there is no suitable source of food, this will inevitably erupt, and if it causes widespread famine, I am afraid that the losses will be more severe than the previous catastrophes, and it will also be more likely to provoke contradictions and frictions.

After receiving the report of the loss, the lords and consuls in various places immediately frowned.

"What should I do?"

This question bothers almost everyone.

In contrast, Rebecca, the consul of Pearl City, made a quick decision.

"Gather the authoritative Magi in agriculture (Magister: a spellcaster who is engaged in specific magical work, equivalent to professor, engineer, etc.), and ask them to come to the council hall at two o'clock in the afternoon."

"Make an appointment for me to meet Turumman, the Ethereal Merchant, and at three o'clock in the afternoon, he will say that he will discuss the purchase of food and supplies."

"Issued a tender notice to Hextech, Zuan Technologies, and Picheng Technologies, on the condition that a feasible plan for improving food species and increasing production should be developed according to the ecological environment of Kalimdor. Tell them, we will purchase a lot of related equipment and materials! ”

Rebecca quickly arranged the three things, and the secretary stopped her pen and waited for the next instructions.

The strongwoman archon nodded her forehead and thought for a moment, then added, "Consult with the Night Elves and Minotaur druids if there is anything they can do to improve agricultural production and increase food production - please be sure to explain the difficulties we are experiencing, understand?" ”

"Understood, Archon!" The secretary grimaced, and then she asked, "Is there anything else?" ”

"No, you can arrange it!"

It's been three years since Rebecca arrived in Azeroth, long enough time for her to become familiar with the differences between the two different worlds.

In Azeroth, people have a deep understanding of magic and energy, and have their own complete system, but casting spells is only the exclusive right of the casters, and ordinary people do not enjoy any convenience that magic brings to their lives.

The peasants' methods of cultivation were still primitive, and the methods of production of ordinary industry were equally extensive.

Perhaps the gnomes of Nomorigen are a little different - but their society is relatively closed, and the technology of the gnomes only serves as an arm, rather than a large-scale change in people's livelihoods.

Valoran, by contrast, is quite different.

The magical power of the power of the Runeterrae has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. People's lives have been thoroughly integrated with magic. For example, the "Rune Essence", a magical item that can enhance some of the user's abilities, has become almost a circulating currency, and not only warriors and summoners use it, but ordinary people with slightly better economic conditions also use the power of runes to strengthen themselves.

It's just a tiny microcosm of what Valoran is in society. In fact, the use of magical power is much more than that.

Rebecca's Piltover, for example, where technology is widely used, but magic is not unvalued - on the contrary, in Pitz, magic is the equivalent of the earth's oil, providing the energy and fuel to power technological products.

The city is full of magical energy nodes that are effectively utilized, and it is planned with the influence of magic on the city in mind, and extracts the magical energy to drive the lighting, factories, vehicles, and energy in the city...... This is true for all qiē.

If Picheng is only about technology and automation, then other city-states are not far behind.

For example, Noxus and Demacia, which have been enemies for generations, are of course not as technologically advanced as Leather City, but all their production is inseparable from the power of magic. Farmers use machinery and tools to cultivate the land, seeds and fertilizers to sow, pesticides to remove insects, and harvesting machines...... It's all about magic.

Jiang Weihan had never seen the real ecological environment of Valoran, and if he did, he would definitely be amazed that in this magic-soaked land, people's agricultural production level was no less than that of the modern earth. In some ways, they even surpass the Earth - because they use magic magic to ripen plants, shortening the growth cycle of food that would otherwise take months to mature by several times, or even tenfold!

Of course, this cycle can be shortened if it is not invested at any cost. But generally no one is so eager for quick success.

In any case, the food crisis caused by the tsunami and earthquake forced the Consuls of the Valoran Federation to bring Valoran's magical technology to Azeroth ahead of schedule. Only then will they be able to survive possible famines and disasters.

No matter in which world, science and technology are the primary productive forces! R1152