Stormwind God

Back in the heart of Karazhan, Duke sat on the throne of elements with his sword.

"How did the users of the Magic Net react?" Duke can easily monitor the status of the Magic Net, but it is impossible to communicate directly with the user like Khadgar.

Khadgar pondered for a second or two: "Most of them praise this as a landmark feat. Simple, fast, and safe. The only problem is that they want to increase the upper limit of magic power and further reduce the requirements for magic use."

"Reject them. We are not the Holy Light Church that saves all people. The greedy ones who do not follow the equivalent exchange will directly impose various punishments, ranging from network disconnection to killing." Duke clapped on the spot.

"Understand." Emperor Wicklow nodded. It is not his favorite thing to spray people, but to kill people. There are not so many complicated thoughts in the swarm. For those disobedient bugs, they are always killed. Now that Duke has been recognized, he can only follow it.

After dealing with several urgently needed issues, Duke began to re-plan the distribution of the magic net.

In Duke's mind, the magic net is not only the Internet of the magic world, but it is also a warning net. It can provide magic support to its mage anytime, anywhere, so that they can provide a permanent backing of superior magic.

In the early period, the magic net can simply arrange the controlled magic circulation channels in the main cities.

However, when the magic net began to take shape, it was not easy to inject elements.

The spiritual power that the magician contributes to the magic net cannot be recovered casually.

All forces should be standardized and filtered.

This is like a waterworks, after drawing a large amount of water from a clean water source, it can't be sent to millions of households just like this.

Filtration is required first: from the simplest sedimentation tank, to high-density filter with strong adsorption, and then to chemical disinfection.

Then test: from microbial bacteria to whether the chemicals exceed the standard.

Only the tap water of the final product can be released and circulated to the users.

Duke has to do something similar to a waterworks.

In the past, the mage simply and rudely introduced elements from the elemental realm into himself, combined with the magic in the magic circuit, and then released it to shape the form into magic.

There is a serious problem of insufficient filtering here.

To attract all mages to use, the magic net must first be pure.

At the same time, after using the recovered spiritual power to unify the spiritual power, the will of the magic power in the entire Demon King will be branded. This can effectively prevent the magic net from being abused by outsiders or steal control.

Finally, why are magic spells so long?

Not because calling an element requires so many spells, but to make the element stable and controllable, so many spells are needed. Throughout the ages, in order to allow magic to have a composite magic reaction and to prevent magic elements from breaking down the mage's body as much as possible, magic researchers have racked their brains.

To surpass these magic pioneers, the magic net must be able to build a magic model in the shortest time after a magician makes a casting request, and deliver it to the magician's hands safely and quickly.

After the above three points are achieved, the final key is that the magic net has a wide coverage.

It's like a mobile phone, no matter how gorgeous it is, if there is no signal, it will only be useless.

How to expand the magic net in every corner of Azeroth is Duke's future task. It is foreseeable that this will be a long process.

"Fortunately, brother still has time." After Duke stated his ideas and design intent, the rest was handed over to several elemental messengers for discussion and practical operation.

Back in the bedroom, Duke found Jaina already there.

"It's rare, you've been here so early. I thought you were going to be busy for a while and come back?" Duke's ridicule wasn't arrogant.

With so many kings in the league, the busiest now must be Jaina. The tribe was affected, and most of the Alliance's aid was first shipped to Theramore and then transferred to inland river boats or offshore flat boats for transshipment.

Later, once the orcs begin to migrate in the outer realm, the orcs from the Dark Gate will also pass through the Watch Gate to the Theramore.

Basically, the events that required Jaina to make her own decisions were as many as the stars in the sky.

Jaina gathered her splendid blond hair and showed a charming smile: "Please, it ’s my most respected teacher and my favorite man who called me. Even if you are bored, suddenly you want to ask me to communicate something The magic flow in the m pose, I have to come! "

Duke Fuer: "Am I such a public-private person?"

Jaina laughed and said nothing, she was clearly saying that you were!

"Well, plans have changed. I don't plan to go to Outland."

"Ok?"

"I was going to go and was persuaded by Elune. She didn't want me to leave Azeroth while Azeroth was asleep."

"The goddess Elune doesn't say it, I'm going to persuade you too. Now that a decision has been made, it's better ... what's your new plan now?"

"I intend to expand the magic net with all my strength. I guess I can't pull away. Help me to open the dark door."

"it is good!"

The Dark Gate On July 5, 22, the Alliance and the Horde decided to send coalition forces again. This time the Horde sent 40,000 troops, led by Chief Chief Thrall, and joined the Alliance's 50,000 troops to gather in the Dark Portal.

The huge lintel in front of her eyes exudes an ominous breath.

The dry, red ground was permeated with excessive cleanliness.

Lifeless, breathless, and even tasteless, Thrall, born in the human kingdom, thought that the poor barren land or the dry Silithus desert was already the worst place. I never expected that this cursed land would give him Bring deeper shock.

"Is this the dark gate on the cursed land?" Thrall murmured.

"Yes! Our people are at the other end of the gate," Orgrim said softly.

"It's time!" Not far away, Varian rode on a red four-footed bug, with sharp black stalk horns and sharp long legs, which did not match Varian's silver-white armor.

However, no matter how the alliance or the tribe is, don't laugh at anyone.

Thrall nodded to Varian.

Varian pulled out one of his artifact swords and held it high. The sunlight was refracted on the blade, giving off a dazzling light.

Not far away, Jaina, who was standing on the high magic square, began to chant, which was a restraint imposed on the Dark Gate, preventing the Dark Gate from gaining power from anywhere around it by itself.

Among the huge lintels, there was a wave of psychedelic black and green, like a rolling mud.

The next moment, before the portal was fully formed, countless demons rushed out of the dark door!