Levitated high in the air, watching the battle of Erezaras go from sunrise to sunset to sunrise, a sense of absurdity gradually rose in Carlos's heart.

How does this look like a tower defense game.

The number of Wormmen and Faceless is bound to be limited, but for the Coalition Soldiers, the difference between a million and a hundred million can be considered endless.

The outcome of this war will depend on whether or not you can spread the power of the Well of Souls across the earth, not how many enemies you kill.

It's hard.

In unit time, the intensity of the battle is too high.

At least seven times, Carlos couldn't resist wanting to play himself.

But the great throbbing in his heart warned him that doing so would change something forever.

So Carlos held back.

Stepping into the realm of demigods, the biggest difference from mortals is probably the solidification of the sixth sense.

Anything, as long as you concentrate on it, Carlos can get information related to it, he is no longer a "three-dimensional creature" living in the present, like a giraffe in the studio, peeking beyond the "ceiling of fate", with some characteristics of a "four-dimensional life form".

This intense sense of foreknowledge warns Carlos to beware.

But what should we watch out for?

Is it the enemy or the well of souls, or ......

It's a terrible feeling to have an accident happen and not know what to expect.

When the intensity of the battle began, Carlos had already lined up all the reserves on the front line, and the troops who had rested in the first round were waiting to return to the line after a brief regroup, and more warriors who had fought hard all night were staggering to the ground to make up for sleep.

In his tired form, Aethoregus flew to Carlos' side, transforming into a humanoid form again.

"The situation is not good, we underestimate the number of enemies."

"How long is it before the Well of Souls closes?"

"At least two more days."

"Huh?"

"There are external forces that are interfering with the earth to absorb the magic that is spilling out, but we don't have the time and energy to figure it out."

"Then don't wait."

Without external interference, Carlos is strange.

Landing from the sky and summoning the commanders, Carlos omitted superfluous repetition and directly stated the idea.

"I'm going to the well of my soul."

"It's really not a good idea."

Athoregus said with a frown.

"Vandal. His Excellency Deerhelm will be in Erezaras tomorrow at the latest, and the time is on our side. ”

"The situation in Silisus is improving, reinforcements will arrive soon, and we will be able to hold it."

"Our enemies, though powerful and terrifying, are not invincible, and you need not be in danger, Lord Carlos."

The voices of all kinds of exhortations came.

"That's enough."

Carlos interrupted the crowd's exhortations in a calm tone.

"I see an unknown threat, I can't put it off any longer, and before sunset today, this war must be ended."

Summer insects can't talk about ice, and everyone present won't argue with a demigod about the unknown.

Carlos, who was huge, stood up from a cross-legged position and gave the final order.

"Concentrate your forces, carry out a counteroffensive, cut off the offensive of the Zerg and the Faceless, and wait for my good news."

Delegated command to the blue dragons Athoregus and Hamuel. Rune Totem, Carlos begins to gather paladins in preparation for entering the Well of Souls.

An hour later, the roar of battle resounded through the gavel of doom.

Carlos was about the same height as the Wormman Pancake, but his stronger size made him not afraid of the Wormman's thick arthrops, and he even dismantled two Wormmen's chelicones as scimitars.

If he were to go alone, Carlos would have been able to take advantage of flying to reach the Counter Offer Library directly.

But becoming a demigod is not the capital of Carlos's hubris, Azeroth's outnumbered demigods still have bones, and he needs an army to help.

If you want to get to the Well of Souls, you'll have to clash with the Faceless and the Wormmen along the way.

It's not a big problem, though.

In terms of single combat effectiveness, Carlos is still stronger.

Stepping on the corpses of his enemies along the way, Carlos arrived at his destination.

Carlos ...... Wow, look closer, you're so tall. ”

Dandema made a voice of envy.

Nodding to his old friend, Carlos said to Erudito.

"Kildas, open the pathway, I'm going in."

As Sindra's lair, the Royal Library is undeniably strong, and after stacking half of the coalition's siege weapons, it is competent as the last line of defense to protect the Well of Souls.

The few Insects and Faceless Ones who broke through the layers of blockade and reached the outskirts of the Royal Library were educated to reduce dimensionality by throwing blades, artillery, and burning stones.

The guards moved the barricades, lifted the blockade, and put Carlos and his party in the Royal Library.

"Your Majesty Carlos, you still decided to ......"

As a smart man, the polymath Kildas guessed what Carlos wanted to do.

"Can I trust you?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"I think so, after all, our interests are one at this point. But I really don't recommend it, so see for yourself. ”

Kirdas led Carlos to the ceremonial hall, and the projection of the well of the soul, which had once existed in defiance of the laws of physics, had now turned into a puddle of light about five meters in diameter.

At this time, the well of the soul is closer to a well visually.

"The form of the Well of Souls collapsed, and as the energy was diluted, the inside of the Well of Souls became even more chaotic and violent. It's really not a good time to get into it. ”

Kildas looked at the well of the soul as deep as the starry sky, and sighed helplessly.

If there was even the slightest possibility, the polymath would not want to keep this source of power.

But Tosedrin's path was wrong from the start, and the well of the soul, which had been sacrificed by blood through deception and calculation, was a more cursed power than demonic magic.

At this time, the upper elves could not control the soul well at all. Indulging in it can only lead to self-destruction.

Carlos stood beside the collapsed well of the soul, his eyes radiating a dazzling light, staring at the raging and roaring "well water". Until the soldiers on the side of the guards felt their legs ache, Carlos remained as motionless as a steel sculpture.

In the middle of the day, Carlos finally moved, his hands were slightly raised, and the diffuse holy light turned into clusters of light edges, and a crisp and melodious chant like a wind chime appeared in the ears of everyone present, and the holy light arranged an array of spiral stairs in the air with Carlos's command.

As Carlos waved his palm heavily, the spiral of holy light edges smashed accurately on the edge of the spreading well of the soul, like a dam to restrain the tide of souls that were gradually collapsing.

"Alright, guard this place."

Carlos finished his words and stepped into the well of the soul first.

Breaking through the obstacles set by unknown enemies, the Grand Druid led the Raptor Druid into the mountains northwest of Firas.

Soaring high in the sky, the influence of the sun's light on the line of sight is weakened, and the surrounding light is even a little dim.

Because of the influence of water vapor, Vandal. The deer's field of vision is only about a hundred kilometers.

The wetlands inhabited by the Green Dragon Legion are already faintly visible at the end of the field of vision due to the topography. Deer Helmet breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, arriving tomorrow at the latest.

Cenarius's urgent cries speak of the gravity of the situation, although Van Dal. Deer Helm didn't want to see the upper elves, but he couldn't turn a blind eye to the 200,000 elites of the Night Elves.

However, at this moment, a dazzling starlight pierced into view, disrupting the strict flight formation of the raptor druids.

Hell, noon, where did the starlight come from!?

Vandall. The deer helmet stared in the direction of the starlight with a stinging pain.....

That's Erezaras.