"Are you sure this coordinate is accurate? Will it definitely send you to the city called "Dalaran"?"
Wizard Head Mar'gok asked very seriously. Its two heads and three eyes stared at the dwarf mage standing on the high platform in front of it at the same time, letting itself stare at the other person's face without missing any of his expressions.
All because in the past few days, it has fully realized that this guy is unreliable in all aspects.
Facing the sixth question from the powerful Ogre Shaman head of state, the "Great Grand Magus (self-proclaimed)" Millhouse Manastorm, who was wearing a Arcane Mage robe and dressed himself up very brightly, twisted his sharp and unique white beard and screamed in a tone that could make Ogres dead:
"Hey, man, you don't have to ask so many times! I have repeatedly insisted on the teleportation point, and I have already said that I lack a comparison chart of the space systems of the Draenor world and Azeroth World.
The level of magic here is too low and there is no such thing, so I can only use "fuzzy teleportation" to get us to the destination as much as possible.
Didn't we modify this teleportation ritual together?
Even if you can't trust me, you should still trust your two smart heads, right?"
The dwarf's eyes widened to show his sincerity, but to be honest, not only Mar'gok didn't believe him, but the Ogres and Draenei wizards around him didn't seem to believe that much in this guy.
"What he said is true."
Draenei Arcane Mage The archbishop "senior scholar" Omuna of the class leaned on the crystal staff and looked at the "youth version Dark Portal" in front of him that only occupied an area the size of a house. He sighed and said:
"The difference in the space system between the two worlds exists objectively. This is our first time to try this profound cross-world teleportation, and there is really no need to pursue an overly precise landing point. According to the dwarf, we only need to lock the landing point at the place where the magic power gathers the most in the country Eastern Continent Human King, and then we can send our people to the vicinity of Dalaran.
I know this kind of blurred transmission is dangerous, but there is no other way now."
"This horse riding is simply a waste of human life! Its success rate is about the same as crossing Zangar Sea in a wooden basin."
Ogre Warlord cursed.
It never thought that one day it would actually say such a thing. Anyway, it would never take the initiative to be a guinea pig and try to cross the "Dark Portal" that was copied in half a month.
Although this thing is led by itself throughout the entire process.
But just because of this, it is even more scared.
It has enough Arcane knowledge to realize how unreliable this thing in front of it is.
"Well, I see, we don't have to contact Vigilant and those lost Warrior in the shortest time. They are so powerful. They must have their own destiny."
Wizard Head really wanted to say these words to persuade others to give up the experiment, but the head on the left turned around and saw Archbishop Nali sitting next to him with three guns on his back to "supervise the work", and it could not say any excuses.
Not that I'm afraid.
Mainly because I don't want this to affect the unity of the K'ure Alliance, you understand?
"Well, it's almost done."
Wizard Head leaned on his own Imperial Staff, turned around and shouted to Neri:
"Come up our brave noob. er, I mean, brave Pathfinder! This thing is ready to go!"
"Yes, yes!"
The dwarf mage, who had to stand on the stone platform to look straight at Wizard Head, was very confident. He put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly:
"As long as we cross this door, we will arrive at City of Magic Dalaran. When the time comes, I will invite you hoofers to have a few drinks at Magic Tavern, and I will pay for it!
Just thank you friendly "aliens" for the hospitality these days. Although your long-tailed girls all sneered at my date invitation, the great Millhouse Manastorm will never hold a grudge."
"Bring them up!"
Neri's eyes lit up, and he immediately jumped up and shouted behind him. A few minutes later, several shackled Green Skins prisoners were brought up.
Neri pointed at the very shabby door in front of him, which was only two people high and five people wide. It was basically a "simplified version Dark Portal" with a rock base and a few door pillars, and said to the disgraced Green Skins prisoners:
"You go there as pathfinders, and as long as you survive, your sins will be forgiven."
"Bah"
The leader, Green Skins, belongs to the Warsong Clan. What stands out is that he has a bad temper. He cursed:
"How could the vicious Blue Skins be so kind? This must be some kind of damn torture device, but it doesn't matter. I'm willing to take a gamble rather than digging holes in this damn place for the rest of my life."
"Let's get started."
Wizard Head ordered other mages to activate the huge Apexis Crystal Array. Archbishop Hataaru personally designed this thing to supply energy to Dark Portal. Mar'gok himself carefully and quietly took a few steps away to prevent his noble self from being hurt by some unforeseen "accidents".
But unexpectedly, this simple version of Dark Portal was running quite well. The permeating Arcane Energy soon formed an orderly swirling vortex between the door pillars, and the twinkling stars looked like a safe Astral Gate.
The released Green Skins prisoner rubbed his wrist and glanced at the surrounding K'ure Alliance Warrior with malice. He mustered up the courage to step in, and then
"Ahhh! I knew it! You Blue Skinss are not so kind, ah!"
The brutal screams came from the opposite side, causing everyone present to break out in cold sweat.
"Quick! Pull him out!"
Millhouse Manastorm jumped and screamed, but when Green Skins was pulled back, half of his body that had crossed over had been burned to charred bones.
The dwarf mage stepped forward to check it carefully, sniffed it hard with his nose, and turned back to the others:
"Blackrock Mountain Underground Molten Core's magma pool has this flavor, Exploding Fire Element Grilled Meat! I've tasted it at Dark Iron Bar, the boss there Plagg is my buddy, I want it to be authentic!"
"You ride on the horse"
Wizard Head Now has the idea of trampling this unreliable dwarf to death. It suppressed its anger and yelled:
"Is this what you call foolproof? Didn't you mean teleporting to Magic Gathering Area? How could it be sent into the magma?"
"Uh, maybe you didn't distinguish between elemental energy and Arcane mana?"
The dwarf also knew he was in trouble.
He lowered his head guiltily and rushed over to adjust the base of the stone gate. After a few minutes, he turned back and gestured with a confident OK, saying:
"It's absolutely fine now! Try again!"
Another Green Skins prisoner was pushed in.
This time the results were better.
It was just a step into the sky of 10,000 meters, and it also earned the title of "stumbling and falling".
Ogre Shaman, who was covered in cold sweat, Draenei Arcane Mage, whose tail was trembling, and the dwarf mage with a big heart quickly adjusted the teleportation height again, and finally succeeded in keeping Green Skins alive during the third teleportation.
When the other party was dragged back, his face was confused, his eyes were dull, his mouth was drooling, and he looked like he would have to drink porridge for the rest of his life.
"You are cheating me!"
Archbishop Nali was in a hurry to find her husband, so she couldn't help but explode when she saw this scene.
She pressed her hand on Gem Hunter Rifle and scolded:
"What kind of portal is this? Why would you create such a fool after the teleportation was successful?"
"Perhaps it's because he is a brainless Warrior and can't bear the pressure of such a cross-world teleportation?"
Millhouse Manastorm timidly pointed his finger and said:
"I can adjust the transmission power again. If I reduce it by one-tenth, it should be almost to a level that my life can bear."
"If you reduce it to one-tenth, you can't even open the door, you idiot. The maximum reduction is one-third is the limit."
Wizard Head frowned and said:
"The fact that Green Skins survived proves that the teleportation was successful. The opposite side is indeed Azeroth and the teleportation place is safe. But tomorrow we will follow Demon Hunters to block Burning Legion's battleship. According to their estimates, it will take at least half a month to complete.
If you want to pursue time, this is already the limit.
I think Legendaries should be able to withstand this kind of transmission pressure, so if you must go there to look for Diakum and our Warrior, you can only form a Legendary team.
There must be a member holding the Seal of Immovability divine ring, which can effectively increase your probability of survival."
"Okay."
Neri Looking at the blue Arcane Energy echoing between the doorposts in front of her, she took a deep breath and said:
"Give me twenty minutes."
"You really want to go?"
Mar'gok persuaded in a low voice with some helplessness:
"You can completely wait. Archbishop Nali and Diakum are not as fragile as you think. The world can't help him."
"His body is safe, but his spirit can't wait!"
Neri clenched his fists and said:
"Half a month is enough time for Diakum to completely come into the light. This is our last chance to bring him back. I have already missed one chance to save him, and I will not miss this last one again."
I must go there!"
"But what about your duty to the people?"
Senior scholar Omuna couldn't help but ask:
"You are the archbishop! You are the leader of the people, and Vigilant would not want to see you abandon your responsibilities for him. The most important thing is that this teleportation ceremony is not safe. We cannot let a leader like you take risks!"
"I have protected the people for twenty-five thousand years, and have survived the entire era of exile. I have tried my best in every action, and I have personally led people to investigate every new world."
Neri retorted with excitement:
"I don't want to give up responsibility, I just think that I can't be selfish for Diakum for once? He almost gave up everything for us Consecration! God, how much do you want him to pay for you?"
"Neri, don't do this."
The voice of Grand Executor Haddon came from behind. Neri turned around and saw Grand Executor with Yura and Tila Saran strode forward, followed by Rexxar and his beast companions, and even Griselda, Mag'har Great Chieftain.
"I heard that this door was being tested today and came to take a look, but I saw a rift between the two archbishops because of Diakum. This is so inappropriate."
Grand Executor stepped forward and looked at the two of them gently, shook his head and said:
"It seems that this problem must be solved immediately, so Neri, I now officially appoint you as Draenei Clan's exploration ambassador for Azeroth, and you will lead this "inspection operation".
Finding Diakum is only one of your tasks. If Azeroth World is related to the fate of your hometown, then you still have a lot to do there."
"I need teammates."
Neri breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Wizard Head said that only legends can withstand the pressure of the imperfect portal, so."
"It is my duty to do so."
Rexxar stroked his Dire Wolf and said in a deep voice:
"Diakum is the hero of Draenor. The world survived because of him. It is our responsibility to bring him back."
"Then I'll go too."
Griselda shrugged and said:
"Damn Durotan mobilized all my troops to prepare to fight the devil's starship, but did not allow me to participate, saying that I am the hope of the next generation, what the hell.
I can only handle some logistical matters if I stay here, but my two brothers don't know about my father's death yet, and I can't let them fuck me around naked and humiliate me in Azeroth."
"Exchange your ring with General Tirasalan."
Wizard Head reminded:
"Your team needs a Seal of Immovability for safety."
"Why do you need to change? Can't you just go with me?"
General Tirasalan waved his hand and said:
"I am Shattrath City Defense General, but now Shattrath City is gone, and I don't know how long it will take to rebuild. I think Diakum needs me more than following Demon Hunter to fight in some damn gang war in the star sea.
Moreover, my boss General Jayde has been worried about his brother these days. Due to his duties, he cannot go to Azeroth. It is my responsibility to help him solve this trouble."
"For the last spot, let Master Arantien follow."
Neri thought about it and suggested to Grand Executor Haddon:
"Demon Hunters said that they want to warn the people of their hometown about the arrival of Polluter. Having a Demon Hunting Master follow them can also help them complete this task, and also clean up the demonic scum hidden in Azeroth."
"Yes, that's her hometown, and she's familiar."
Yura whistled and stood next to Archbishop Nali, she said:
"I will keep an eye on the Archbishop along the way to prevent her from acting impulsively. Grand Executor Don't worry."
"You can't follow, Yura."
Neri shook her head, she took a deep breath and looked at the looming Karabor Temple across the strait.
She said:
"Do you still remember the previous conversation between you and me under World Tree?
I thought about it and think what you said makes sense. I have been too cautious in the past period. I always feel that I and Diakum are burdened with too many things so that we cannot fully invest in a relationship, but if I have to make a choice among these things."
She reached out and took off the Ranger Lord emblem pinned to her chest, rubbed it on her fingers, and finally put it on the stunned Yura's armor.
She smiled, shook her hair, and said:
"Well, Yura, congratulations on realizing your ideal of "usurping the throne" that you have maintained for more than 20,000 years. Now you are the "Boss Yura". Lead the rangers for me. If you don't do well when I come back, I will take back this position!"
"No way! You actually gave up your position as a leader for a man? Vigilant Holy Gun ZZIs it really that good?"
Yura screamed frantically:
"And don't hand over the position of ranger leader so casually! This gives me as a "usurper" no sense of accomplishment at all! The most important thing is that I usually just pay lip service, and I am really not prepared to take over such a big task!
Neri Boss, we still need your leadership!"
But Neri has ignored her.
She looked back at the others and said:
"If there is nothing else to prepare, shall we set off now?"
"Wait a moment, Velen has something for you to hand over to Diakum. It's a very important thing!"
Grand Executor Haddon said something.
When Master Arantien received the news and came over, she was holding a Draenei engineering machinery box decorated with gems. Hutton solemnly handed it to Neri and said:
"This is used to contact Army of the Light Communicator and Beacon Set. According to the message sent back by Naaru Mida, a small fleet of Army of the Light has turned around at our request and is heading to Azeroth according to the star map shared by Illidari Burning Legion. However, they need precise beacon guidance to land at the correct location.
Only Grand Executor of each clan can authorize the use of this thing. It must be handed over to Diakum in time.
If Holy Light also has a destiny in Azeroth, it is destined to be opened by Diakum himself."
"Hmm!"
Neri put the box into her Magic Satchel. Except for the Red Throat's Fang, she had nothing to bring. After the others were ready, amidst the cheers of the dwarf mage returning home, the group of people stepped into the portal one after another under the gaze and blessings of the others.
At this time, an old wizard Ogres stared at the modified settings diagram left by Millhouse.
He handed it to Warlord Margok, scratched the left side of his head, and said doubtfully:
"What's the matter with the decimal point here? Did the dwarf point it wrong? Or did I misunderstand it? This range does not seem to be limited to the territory of Human King country. If calculated according to this range."
"Ah! That damn short idiot!"
Mar'gok roared:
"He miscalculated the decimal point! He sent the warriors of K'ure near the most powerful Magic Source within the range of the Eastern Continent! Look at the map and see where the Magic Source is! I hope it's not too far away from the landing point."
"Did I understand it wrong, or did you describe it wrong?"
Neri raised his head under the weight of dizziness and looked doubtfully at the splendid architectural style around him and the "magic well" in front of him with such strong magic that it formed a golden solid beam of light.
She turned back to the frightened Millhouse in confusion and said:
"Is your City of Magic Dalaran originally this style? It looks amazing."
"No, that's not right. Damn it! We're in the wrong place!"
Millhouse held his head and screamed:
"My wife is right, I have no talent at all on Teleportation Spell! I should study my Arcane Magic honestly, my God! Here comes the legendary Sunwell.
Quick!
Let's run away before we are discovered by Phoenix Guard!
This is the Holy Land of the elves!"
"Woooooooo"
The piercing sirens echoed in the bright hall in a few seconds. Following the stern scolding, a group of Phoenix Guard wearing silver armor and holding Spellbreaker Crystal Blade rushed in. The leader was a heroic High Elf Ranger General holding a war bow. She was accompanied by an adjutant who was somewhat similar to her.
Ranger General looked at the strange guy who appeared out of thin air in the innermost ring of Sunwell.
Among the people in this group, she knew that the short one was a dwarf, the tall one was a demonized Kaldorei elf, and she had never seen the races of the other three.
What kind of strange combination is this? What is this if you arrange it in order of size?
"Intruder! Caught without mercy!"
General Alleria Windrunner opened Sassadora's bowstring, and Neri felt a fatal threat in the arrows formed by Wind Elementals's convergence.
She whispered:
"It seems they don't want to listen to our explanation and are preparing to fight."
"I can summon a thorn beast to share the firepower!"
Rexxar held his Magic Battle Axe tightly and said:
"Griselda is going to summon Magnaron to disrupt the situation. It's best to capture a prisoner and let them surrender."
"Get out first!"
Demon Hunting Master held Moon Blade tightly and said:
"I will use my demon form to block them, you run away first. Master Illidan and High Elf have a romantic relationship. At least I will not die, but you may not die."
"Dwarf!"
Neri was holding Red Throat's Fang, signaling Tila Saran to prepare Charge, and then kicked Millhouse, who was already paralyzed with fear, and scolded:
"I don't care what method you use. After you rush out, open a door to a safe place for me. Do you hear me?"
"Ah? You can teleport randomly, that's faster."
"Shut up! Don't use random teleportation. I don't believe in your skills! Let alone your luck!"
PS:
Will update 3+5 tomorrow.