Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 537 36. New Era

Boom

The unclosed window was shaking in the strong wind. From time to time, there were low-pitched thunderclaps in the night sky covered by dark clouds. Looking out from the open window, in the gloomy sky, there would occasionally be a flash of bright lightning. Across the world, the howling wind swept across everything on the ground, as if trying to blow away the gunpowder smoke and dark memories that remained on this land.

This is the city of Lordaeron. The once magnificent palace has turned into half-collapsed ruins. The whole city has also been set on fire due to the previous war. In addition, there is the endless flow of cold sea water in the large strait in the distance. Under the storm, there are terrifying sounds like giant beasts swallowing water in the dark bay from time to time, making this place even more quiet, deep and sneaky.

In fact, no one with a brain would choose to spend the night in this haunted place.

It used to be the capital of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, one of the important cities of human civilization, and an inescapable node in human history. However, after the residents of this land sailed far to the sea, it was abandoned.

However, the history of this city will not end here. In the years to come, many, many stories will happen here, and the starting point of those stories is tonight, this cold and stormy night.

The bombardment of the Eye of Sargeras changed the terrain of the northern border, and this is only a change that can be seen by the naked eye. In places that cannot be seen by the eyes, the consequences of the energy bombardment that surpassed the ordinary are still spreading. Actually In fact, the diffusion of this element and magic power is just the beginning.

In the few remaining intact palaces of the Lordaeron court, the high-ranking members of the Dark Blade Legion gathered here, waiting for new orders, but their commander did not receive them immediately, and Tyrion was sitting Sitting on the chair, I listened to Anastarian Sunstrider, the most powerful mage among the Forgotten Kings, explaining to him some changes that were spreading under the northern border.

The former Sun King is now wearing a very simple mage robe. Except for the silver crown on his head, you can hardly see his luxurious status. Instead, he looks like a great mage of the ascetic sect.

After becoming an undead, the enjoyment of the living and the stubborn concept of kingship have become a thing of the past. In order not to let the dead emptiness engulf him, Anasterian devoted all his energy to his new career .

In the open space between him and Tyrion, there is a map of northern Xinjiang drawn with magic power. Under the control of Anasterian's fine magic power, this map looks lifelike, and it is accompanied by the mage's fingers jumping from time to time. Moving, moving in a plane in the air.

What's worth noting is that on the big map composed of magic power, there is a spot of light shining with red light, and during the flashing, some kind of substance is continuously thrown into the surrounding images.

In the past month, I have counted all the magic power samples of the 17 observation points in the northern border. I have to regret to inform you, Lord Tyrion, that the magic power concentration of the land around the Dalaran Strait is increasing. It’s a normal rise, and it’s far from reaching the peak, what’s worse, more or less of these magic samples have symptoms of fel infection.”

Anasterian Sunstrider said expressionlessly:

I roughly restored the whole process of you bombarding the big demon with the Eye of Sargeras. According to my calculations, at least half of the energy of that Magic Gem was dissipated in the depths of the land during the bombardment process. Now , They are emerging from the ground in an explosive manner, and it is conservatively estimated that this process will last for several years.

So what's your conclusion?

Tyrion leaned on the comfortable chair with his legs crossed, raised his left hand, and nodded in the air:

What are the outcomes of this process for the eastern continent? What is the worst of these outcomes?

wow

Tyrion's problem did not exceed Anasterian's prediction. He pulled his ten fingers outward in the air. This action caused the magic map in front of them to spread rapidly until it became a rough world map. The red light spot in northern Xinjiang is still shining, but Tyrion can clearly see that the aftermath of that red light spot has covered two-thirds of the world.

This is the result!

Anastarian's dark golden eyes flashed with emotion, and he said softly:

In the first few years of the first stage, there will be a magic tide that covers most of the world and is polluted by evil energy. Since it is not a magic tide caused by the magic center of this world, it will directly cause the entire Azeroth to The total amount of magic power and the concentration of magic power in the world have risen.

After the small tide of magic is over, the changes in this world will enter the second stage, because the fel energy in the air will rise to a certain concentration, which will cause the world magic hub guarded by the blue dragons in the Northrend continent to produce Chain reaction, Azeroth's magic power center will release more pure magic power through the magic power nodes all over the world to neutralize the pollution of this evil energy.

The last is the third stage. After the evil energy pollution is neutralized, the concentration of magic power in the entire world will be higher than in this era. If you are lucky enough, Azeroth will even return to 10,000 people directly after the magic wave is over. In the high-concentration magic state of years ago.

Seeing Tyrion's bewildered expression, Sunstrider coughed lightly:

Ahem, in words you can understand, an era of extremely active magic power is coming. But as a by-product of the recovery of magic power, most wild creatures in this world will become more dangerous, and those creatures that are sealed , For example, the elemental creatures outside the elemental territory may become active again, and the cracks in the space barrier in the sky in the northern border cannot be healed, which will directly lead to easier penetration of demons.

Hmm... that sounds pretty good.

Tyrion rubbed his chin. He didn't expect that his risky move of killing Archimonde would directly affect the changes in the world's environment, but his gaze remained on the southernmost tip of the world map in front of him. The vast expanse Above the South China Sea, if according to the Sunstrider, the concentration of magic power in the world will rise rapidly, then will those ancient seals hidden in the fog of world history be opened naturally?

After a while, the Dark Blade King calmed down his wandering thoughts, and nodded:

You are doing well, Sunstrider, I have seen your ability, are you interested in taking over Dark Blade's caster system? After personally executing a traitor, I urgently need a powerful and wise man like you. Spellcaster.

During this period of time, I have observed the caster system of Dark Blade, and I have to say that compared to the extremely developed engineering industry, the quality of the spellcasters under your command is not accurate enough to describe it as horrible, even Kui The lowest-level magic group in Erthalas is more professional than your dark magician group...they don't even have the qualifications to call themselves spellcasters.

Anasterian Sunstrider flicked his fingers, and the world map in front of him suddenly shrank, like a purple spot of light floating in the air. He pondered for a moment, then asked again:

I've heard a saying before. It is said that you, the King of the Dark Blade, have a weird distrust of magical power. No wonder Khadgar will betray you. Any powerful spellcaster in this weird You will feel very uncomfortable in the system, and you are almost humiliating the strength of his lifelong study.

What does that have to do with my invitation?

Tyrion interlaced his fingers, he looked at Sunstrider, and after a few seconds, he nodded:

Yes, I trust those cold machines more than uncontrollable magic, but... After so much, anyone will grow up, right?

I have allocated part of the funds from the Black Iron Commercial Federation to rebuild the dark blade's caster system, and to provide those qualified spellcasters with sufficient resources to carry out their research. The Commonwealth District built several magical labs...just as the Iron District is famous for its engineering.

The tragedy of Khadgar will not be repeated, I assure you.

Tyrion looked at the Sunstrider in front of him with a sincere look, but the latter didn't immediately agree. He thought with the reserve that a high-level spellcaster should have. He looked at Tyrion and asked:

Then, I want to know, what was Khadgar's main work before he was executed by you?

Let me think about it.

Tyrion rubbed his forehead and stretched out three fingers:

The first is the special psychic system for the recruitment of paladins. Uh, this research is likely to have been completed a few years ago, but the traitor has been suppressing it and not submitting it to me.

The second is the reverse restoration of the gemstone magic system of the Draenei, mainly focusing on the spaceship technology.

The last is the study of the shadow world and soul power.

Um?

Anasterian frowned, and the former Sun King asked back:

These are three completely different fields. Are you going to hand them all over to me? Even the tireless undead have limited energy. I have to make a differentiation of priorities before I can really start my work. Also...I need a qualified helper.

That is to say, you agreed?

Tyrion nodded in satisfaction, he stood up from the chair, and handed the gem key of the mage Tower Karazhan to Sunstrider:

Very good, then from today onwards, you will be the Grand Lich of the Dark Blade, and you can choose assistants from the entire Dark Blade system at will...

No! The quality of the spellcasters under your command is too poor.

Anasterian directly rejected Tyrion's proposal. He took the gem keys emitting strange light, and then extended his hand to Tyrion:

Khadgar's phylactery, give me!

Um?

Tyrion narrowed his eyes, a dangerous light flashed in those ice blue eyes, he asked coldly:

What does it mean?

The only caster of Dark Blade that I can look at differently is Khadgar. I also need the important research materials and memories in his mind, so I choose him as my assistant. Is there a problem?

Sunstrider looked at the Dark Blade King calmly, and said without fear:

I am the Grand Lich, and I am in charge of the entire Dark Blade's caster system. I think I have the right to recruit a prisoner to work for me, or do I not even have this right?

You have to know, Your Excellency Tyrion, just like the engineering masters you cultivated in the Black Iron District, the research on magic cannot be disturbed by the outside world, especially in the tedious and profound fields, you must have enough wise people. It is only through the cooperation of the soul that it is possible to produce results.

But he can't!

Tyrion bluntly rejected the Sunstrider's request:

Khadgar is a prisoner waiting for his death sentence. He betrayed the system to which he swore allegiance... Or, you can wait a little longer...

I will bring you some wise enough souls, I can guarantee that they will definitely meet your requirements.

After finishing speaking, the Dark Blade King turned and left the small reception room. Behind him, Anastarian Sunstrider was playing with the spar key in his hand. He suddenly asked:

When you formed the Forgotten Kings, you promised us that we would not participate in the civilized struggle between the dead and the living, so I am curious, who did you form such a huge force to deal with? ? Demon?

The oppression and tempering of civilization is only the most insignificant of the several goals set up by Dark Blade. Demons and the Burning Legion are one of our final goals, but they are not all of them.

Tyrion looked back at the curious Sunstrider, he shrugged:

There are too many things hidden under the history of this world, the darkness that existed from ancient times, the madness that will eventually pollute the world from the inside, the evil gods before the birth of civilization, the remnants of the void and dream, and the protectors who failed their mission... All the forces that will hinder the advancement of civilization, all the forces that will hinder the final unity of the world, and all the forces that will pull the world into an era of turmoil and disaster.

I think you and others promised that the Darkblade is doing something right and great, and you'll see that soon.

At that time, I hope you will throw all of yourselves into the flames that burn for a higher justice...as I and my followers have done.

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