What do these points, lines, and planes represent?
The wondrous, elusive magic became traceable in Robbie's eyes.
Although the true meaning of points, lines, and planes in the field of vision cannot be understood at the moment, at least the flow trajectory and changes of magic can be seen, which is quite useful, such as seeing the distribution of different strengths of Magic Shields.
Power can be awakened, but knowledge can only be learned little by little and cannot be acquired overnight. Robbie urgently needs to learn magical knowledge and study its patterns in order to better use his abilities.
Robbie realized that this was a force that could change the world.
The Well of Eternity, destroyed ten thousand years ago, was transformed into the Sunwell by a mere bottle of magical water stolen by Illidan. This resonated within Robbie's bloodline, granting him the ability to perceive the rules of magic.
If one could travel back ten thousand years, before the Sundering that changed the Azeroth, and witness the true Well of Eternity firsthand, what immense power would one gain?
Robbie suddenly became interested in the era of Queen Azshara, ten thousand years ago.
Kel'Thuzad's Lich laboratory quickly moved into the Sunwell, and the learned Lich were instantly captivated by its exquisite beauty. They carefully studied the lake, afraid of disturbing this rare beauty.
Robbie knew he couldn't help, so he borrowed books about Magic Shields from Kel'Thuzad and studied them carefully. Although most of them were obscure and difficult to understand, and the descriptions were not clear enough, Robbie managed to grasp some of the patterns by Point, Line, and Planes.
Learning behind closed doors is far less effective than hands-on experience.
Using the Orb of the Sin'dorei to transform into High Elf and donning the attire of Silvermoon City Guards, Robbie wasn't worried about being exposed, as the Orb of the Sin'dorei hadn't been invented yet at this time.
Outside Silvermoon City, Robbie chose a secluded corner to study the Magic Shield, avoiding an encounter with the Elf guards opposite.
After several days of research and study, Robbie has gained a lot.
The magic flowed, the strength of the shield rising and falling like the tides, changing every second.
"Although I cannot break through this Magic Shield, it wouldn't be difficult for me to pass through alone. I just need to seize a fleeting opportunity and rush in at the moment when the magic in a certain area is weakest. My strength should be able to do it."
Without hesitation, Robbie, after dozens of attempts, finally found the right method: using the power of the Deity to protect himself, he successfully passed through the Magic Shield.
"Silvermoon City's Magic Shield can't stop me, so there are some things I'd better do myself."
Robbie held a specially made Plague Potion in his hand. A member of the Cult of the Damned had once given one to Mograine's assistant Fairbanks. The Cult of the Damned invented this potion specifically to target Orcs.
The original plan was to select a surrendered Elf guard to bring the potion into Silvermoon City, but unfortunately, a suitable candidate has not yet been found.
Robbie tested it dozens of times, and by improving his Proficiency with the Magic Shield, he was able to enter and leave Silvermoon City at any time. Only then did Robbie feel confident enough to implement his plan.
Walking confidently down the streets of Silvermoon City, Robbie was prepared with information provided by the surrendered Elf guards and handled the situation flawlessly, revealing no weakness whatsoever.
News of the Scourge's capture of the Sunwell spread, causing widespread panic among the High Elves of Silvermoon City.
Robbie listened to the residents' conversation. The fall of the Sunwell had made the people increasingly dissatisfied with the Elf King for taking in the Orcs. Although the Elf King was trying his best to Pain Suppression, the effect was minimal, since the Sunwell was related to the interests of every High Elf.
A large group of High Elves gathered in front of the Royal Palace in Silvermoon City, protesting and holding up signs demanding the expulsion of the Orcs.
Robbie heard some rumors that the Elf King himself was also hesitant.
At this crucial moment when a decision needs to be made, the Elf King clearly lacks the decisiveness expected of a ruler.
Robbie found Sylvanas's residence and clearly sensed the numerous surveillance agents surrounding it.
Fortunately, these watchers were afraid of the Windrunner's archery skills and dared not get too close to Sylvanas's residence.
Robbie carefully evaded the watchers' gaze, removed his disguise in front of Sylvanas's room, and jumped in through the open window. Sylvanas, who was kneeling on the ground, was clearly taken aback.
"Didn't expect to see me here, did you?" Robbie chuckled.
"Sylvanas, I advise you not to shout. Since I dared to appear before you, I am confident that I can leave safely. Silvermoon City's defenses cannot stop me."
Sylvanas rolled her eyes at Robbie and said irritably:
"Although I really want to capture the Scourge's number two, I know what I have to do. Don't underestimate Windrunner. I expected the Scourge to send someone, but I didn't expect it to be you."
Sylvanas was brimming with confidence, as if she had everything under control, which annoyed Robbie, who decided to deflate Sylvanas arrogance:
"While the Scourge is grateful for your help in breaching the Sunwell's defenses, it's clear your plan isn't working; the Elf hasn't made up his mind to drive out the Orcs."
Sylvanas bit her lip and said bitterly, "That's because Medivh saw through the Scourge's bluster and knew you wouldn't really Corruption the Sunwell, and successfully persuaded the foolish Elf King."
Robbie was stunned; he was completely surprised and hadn't expected this reason.
"Sometimes, kindness is a mistake," Robbie shook his head helplessly. "What are your plans, Windrunner? Are you just going to give up like this?"
Sylvanas's momentum waned slightly, and she shrugged, saying, "I'm waiting for your help."
Robbie took out Plague Potion and handed it to Sylvanas:
"The Plague Potion targeting the Orcs will render them permanently weak and incurable. Simply mix it into Orcs food or water. The weakened Orcs will pose no threat to Silvermoon City. The Elf King can raise them for as many years as he wants; the Scourge will absolutely not interfere."
Sylvanas's nimble fingers fiddled with the small vial of potion, and she said somewhat absentmindedly:
"The method has already been used once, Orcs are already on guard. Now, those providing food and drink to the Orcs are the Elf King's most trusted confidants, so I can't plant any people in their ranks."
"Where there's a will, there's a way, Sylvanas. Just seize one opportunity, and you'll figure something out."
Robbie urged, "Unless you tell me the data on Silvermoon City's Magic Shield right now, this is the only way to save Silvermoon City."
"I'm sorry, I can't do it."
Sylvanas fell into despair, her spirits utterly broken. "After the Sunwell's defenses were breached, the Elf King realized there was a traitor. He altered the parameters of Silvermoon City's Magic Shield and kept it a secret from everyone."
Robbie was stunned; he hadn't expected the situation to turn around so quickly.
"It's all my fault. I clung to illusions about the Elf King and failed to make a decisive choice to believe the Scourge." Sylvanas was deeply remorseful. Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on her face. "These past few days, I've been thinking that Medivh's statement that the Orcs are the Saviors of Azeroth might have some truth to it."
"This is unbelievable! How could someone as wise as you believe such a lie?" Robbie's adventure into Silvermoon City had brought him far too many surprises.
"Would you like to hear my reasoning?" Sylvanas smiled alluringly.