Stratholme God

  Chapter 1013 Magic has no borders, and mages have nationalities

   Amid the clamor of drums on the shore and the clamor of people pointing, the surrounding area of ​​the rebuilt Dalaran city shook violently.

   "Clap la la!" With the huge roar, the ground suddenly split open, and the originally Yinyin grass suddenly showed a large section of gray-brown earth color.

   Countless clods spewed from the cracks.

   This is just an illusion. What really happened is that after the reconstruction, the magical city full of gorgeous blue and white towers broke away from the gravitational shackles of the earth and staggered into the air.

   Large and small clods and grass heads fell from the original junction of the city and the earth, like pouring out a rain of mud.

   "Oh oh oh oh!"

  The members of the Alliance and the soldiers who were watching the ceremony on the lakeshore in the distance let out a shocking cry of exclamation.

   After a short exclamation, it is a sincere compliment!

   "It's amazing!"

   "The Alliance finally has its own flying fortress!"

The haze of    Naxxramas raging across the Alliance seems to still hang over the heads of the Alliance.

  Even if it was later reported that this flying fortress was ambushed and destroyed by the alliance army, no one dared to make a promise whether the damned Scourge Army would come up with the second and third same fortresses and spread death all over the world.

   This time, the Master of Dalaran had a stern face, and angered his presence in the entire world of Azeroth.

  The first flying fortress for mortals, and Speaker Ronin also claimed it.

   "Not only do we have to go to the distant Northrend continent to attack the Lich King's lair, Icecrown Fortress, but I also promise that the magic apprentices in Dalaran can continue to learn and practice magic as normal."

   This is the atmosphere!

   This is the pattern!

   Originally, Luo Ning was still thinking about whether to find a place to place the magic apprentices, so that these immature magician seedlings would not be used as cannon fodder.

   In the end, he was scolded by McDonald: "You all threw the main city directly in the face of the Lich King, what else are you going to do?"

   Isn't this just 'if you succeed, you will be a model, and if you don't, you will be a model'?

  You lunatics are all studded, why are you pretending to be prudent?

  Cough, that's what I said, in fact, it's not necessarily that so many mages are so crazy that they have to follow them to the front line.

   McDonald's does not preach everywhere that he took Angela Dosatus as a court magistrate.

   Angela, the archmage who was originally the Argent Dawn, has changed a lot in this life.

   After all, there is no collapse, and the mountains and plains are the eastern and western plagues of the undead. The Silver Dawn, a second-tier organization in the alliance, largely coincides with the purpose of the alliance, and it is normal for talents to be separated by various countries.

  Mages who don’t fight so hard or have concerns will naturally choose the Mage Associations of various countries.

  Master is the most expensive profession in the world. There is no gold master behind it. To do magic research, you need to prepare materials for a few months first, which is very hard.

   In this regard, the reputation is exceptionally good, and theoretically there is a large dog with unlimited funds, which is definitely the first choice for free mages.

   It’s just that compared to Dalaran, where a bunch of archmages sit, the Stratholme Federation Mage Corps is relatively low-key.

   has gone too far, Dalaran and these radical mages dared to be the first. As the big brother of the mages, he carried the main city overnight, which naturally alerted the entire alliance, the tribe on the opposite side, and of course Lao Taizi.

   Hearing that Dalaran was actually flying, Thrall opened his mouth wide in astonishment, unable to close it for a long time.

   "Since Dalaran claims to be a free and open city-state, is it possible..." Thrall tentatively asked Romance, the working boy next to him.

   The blood elf boss of the tribe sighed and said an orcish language. The translation is:

   "Magic has no borders, but mages have nationalities!"

   No matter how open and tolerant Dalaran is, under the influence of a big dog family for many years in this life, how can there still be a tribe's share of shares?

   This is Dalaran, one of the seven kingdoms of the alliance, not his neutral country!

Let Dalaran stand on the opposite side of the tribe. This is the prerequisite for McDonald's to support Ronin as the speaker. If Ronin dares to let the tribe reach Dalaran, then the Stratholme Federation will immediately launch the throne meeting. , expel Dalaran from the Alliance and go to war on Dalaran.

   Seriously, no Horde member joined Dalaran at the point before Ronin came to power. Even if there is, it will be cleaned up in a few moments.

   Dalaran in this life 'slowly' flew to Northrend at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour.

  Although this is very fast for a flying city, strategically, it still gives Lao Taizi buffer time.

   Terenas was dying, oh, he's dead, that's baldness.

   The so-called ghosts are not cruel, they have to grind.

   On the one hand, he sent the Nerubian King Anub'arak to arrange Nerubian troops in various areas in the south of Northrend, and on the other hand stepped up the offensive on the Storm Peaks area.

   That's right, he used a large number of low-level undead as test cannon fodder to attack the Ulduar region.

   He didn't have the guts to attack Ulduar directly, but instead aimed at [Rock Hall] and [Lightning Hall].

   The entire frozen polar region was shocked by the commotion brought by the Scourge.

   Over there, a self-proclaimed mysterious former guardian jumped with anger: "Those filthy bones, how dare they blaspheme the territory reserved by the great ancient gods!"

   But no matter how much he hates him, his complete control over Ulduar is still a little short of that.

  This is terrible.

   Just at this joint, a cooked duck actually flew...

   On the other side, the first landing troops of the Alliance began to board the ship as Dalaran left the Northland of the Eastern Kingdom.

  The entire coastline of the old collar of Lordaeron, every beach that has been opened up as a port is full of people.

   Countless prefabricated parts were loaded into containers, and trucks dragged the containers along the long wharf to transport them all the way to the deep water area, and then used huge diesel cranes to place them on freewheels.

   McDonald's wondered how long it took to build the Dreadnought Fortress in Northrend. All he knew was that Lao Taizi didn't have much time left for him.

   The spy found out long ago that the Scourge Army actually increased its troops.

No one knows how much    is.

   The **** nerubian has dug an unknown number of burrows in the boreal tundra, and dug an unknown number of tunnels.

  Without the means of penetrating the ground, the ambush here has become a top secret known only to the undead.

  The heavy artillery of the alliance warships can't handle the underground undead army with a depth of 100 meters.

   Sure enough, eating a quarry grows a wisdom, the **** old Taizi has evolved.

   However, the qi returned to the qi, and the corners of McDonald's mouth rose slightly.

   "What? Thinking of something happy?" Liadrin asked.

   "No, I'm just glad that the Lich King, the enemy, won't make me too bored."

   (end of this chapter)