"I want you to think about it a little longer!"

Danas in military uniform. Torbain stood on the hillside in front of the Dark Gate, and in front of him, there were 3,000 soldiers in full armor, and nearly 1,500 knights, a huge procession of neat and almost silent, all the soldiers looking at the general in front of him, and the latter's eyes were full of sacrifice and determination and stubbornness.

With the help of the mage's magic, Danas's sonorous voice rang out again.

"This will be a journey with a high probability that it will never be returned, it is about everyone's life, you have proved your courage to leave your hometown and come here, but if you still have something that you can't give up, then I advise you, go back!"

Danas pointed to the dark portal behind him, where two huge sculptures of the Storm Knight were erected, empty in the huge door frame, and the hillside behind the gate could be seen, the mage group led by Khadgar was inspecting the circle in front of the dark gate, the team of 1,000 paladins was ready, and on the edge, the rangers of Quel'Salas and the Hammer Dwarven Griffin Knights.

With five leaders, five factions, and more than 5,500 men, it is the largest expeditionary corps in the alliance in recent years.

In the face of Danas's request, no soldier came forward to admit that he was a coward, and in fact this would not have happened, these soldiers were not only from the northern frontier, but a few months ago, the sons of Lothar jointly issued a mobilization order to the countries of the alliance, these soldiers from various countries voluntarily joined this expeditionary force.

Most of them are poor people who have lost everything in the orc war, and they have a great hatred for the orcs, and hatred fills their hearts and minds, which means that they can no longer live a normal life, and it is better to hand over their tormented lives to a journey of revenge.

But even the most lonely people can be affected by emotions, and in order to avoid undue disturbances after passing through the dark gates, General Danas still chose to declare openly and honestly, his gaze swept over the soldiers in front of him, and once again emphasized:

"Give you another 30 minutes to think about it, no one will laugh at those who take the initiative to leave, after the torture of war, everyone should cherish their lives more, think about those things in your life that are worth remembering and cherishing! All right! Disband! Reassemble in 30 minutes! ”

The soldiers dispersed in twos and threes, and in the camp in the rear, the chef of the army had prepared delicious food for the warriors who were about to depart, and a small supply of fine wine, and the cobbler and blacksmith were the busiest men, mending the armor and maintaining the weapons for the soldiers, and the whole outpost camp was like boiling water, boiling and full of a kind of anxiety about to part.

"Khadgar, are you ready?"

General Danas stepped forward and asked the archmage, "How long will it take?" ”

"20 minutes."

Khadgar wiped the sweat from his forehead, he glanced at the tall dark door in front of him, and he whispered:

"We've done the math countless times, and I've found a lot of material in Karazhan, and although I'm not completely sure, there's an 80% chance that I can already take a risk, and this thing has been delayed for too long... You say, Danas, will we find an empty world after we have passed, and the orcs may have opened another door to a world we don't know. ”

The archmage joked, trying to calm his emotions, but a tension that could not be concealed still beat in his heart, and he was silent for a second, and said:

"Perhaps, Draenor is ruined and no longer exists."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Danas laughed and patted the archmage on the shoulder:

"That means the orc deterrence is gone, that means we and these awesome boys don't need to take any more risks, I know you're under a lot of pressure, Khadgar, but the attitude of the kings has changed this year, just look at the ample backups, although they don't have an official statement, but behind the scenes, they also support us to completely destroy the threat of the Dark Gate."

"Of course they will support it."

The archmage snorted disdainfully: "It's not them who set foot on the battlefield and fight with their lives, no matter whether we fail or succeed, in short, we just sit back and enjoy the success, and we can also use this to clear some unstable factors in the kingdom... It's really a good calculation. ”

On the other side, on the edge of the camp, Aurelia . The Windranger was also saying goodbye to his loved ones, and after learning that the Dark Door was about to be opened, Winresa. Windranger with his brother Liras. The Windrangers, who have traveled thousands of miles from Quel'Salas to the Cursed Lands, bid farewell to their sister on their expedition.

"Have you really decided?"

The silver-haired Winlessa looked worriedly at Aurelia in front of her, her cheeks had thinned a lot during the more than a year of garrison, and she looked like a melancholy patient, but when she raised her head, the will that was beating in those eyes became more and more firm, like a fire that had been ignited.

"Don't worry about me, Wenlesa."

Aurelia opened her arms and gave her sister and brother two hugs, she was wearing green ranger armor, carrying a Sardora warbow, and covering her long golden hair with a hood, she looked at the reluctance on her brother's face, she reached out and touched his hair, and whispered:

"Lilas, I'll bring him back, I promise you!"

"But... But they all said that Tyrion was hopeless. ”

Laras. Windranger is the youngest member of the Windranger family, he has inherited all the advantages of the Windranger family, but he has grown up under the care of his sisters, his handsome cheeks always look too feminine, he is also a ranger, this is the only career choice of the Windranger family, but looking at the eldest sister in front of him, a trace of worry appeared in Lilas's heart.

He's going to lose her... Completely lost another loved one.

"Don't risk it, okay?"

Lass grabbed Aurelia's arm, and said urgently:

"Forget Tyrion, come back to Quel'Thalas with us, and live well together."

The words made Aurelia's eyes skip a beat, and she pursed her lips and reached out to take Lilas's wrist, and she said in a soft, hoarse, but incomparably firm voice:

"Nope! There are some things that I have to do, I have to... Try again, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life, I can feel it. ”

The emotions of the three Windrangers froze, and after a moment, Aurelia forced a smile and asked about something else:

"How are you doing?"

Winlessa shrugged her shoulders and said in an odd tone:

"The second sister has been getting close to her students recently... It was a very gifted human named Nathanos. Mares, a nobleman sent by the Kingdom of Lordaeron to learn the art of rangers, deceived the second sister's heart with clever words, although she didn't explain it to us, but I'm sure she is secretly dating Nathanos... What a stupid choice. ”

"A human?"

Aurelia's expression became difficult to look at, she had not met Sylvanas's students, but from Wenlesa's story, she heard bad signs, the High Elves were founded in 6800 years, not without elves and other races in love, but those first good love affairs ended in tragedy.

The High Elves can live up to 3,000 years, while humans can only live up to 150 years, and if a proud woman like Sylvanas is unusually loyal to her feelings, if they come together, Sylvanas' life will inevitably become lonely and miserable after the death of that Nathanos.

This is the most essential difference between long-lived and short-born species, and no matter what the reason, the result of their coming together will only end in tragedy.

"Then you go back and tell Sylvanas!"

Aurelia whispered to Winlessa:

"In the name of the Windrunner Patriarch, I don't agree with her romance affair with that human! If they are already immersed in it, just tell her that I will never agree to this marriage! ”

Hearing Aurelia's request, a wry smile appeared on Wenlesa's face:

"You know the character of the second sister best, do you think she will be the one who obeys your orders? She made a decision that no one could change unless..."

A hint of cunning flashed in Wen Lesa's pretty eyes, and she grabbed Aurelia's other arm:

"Unless you go back and supervise her personally, although she always disdains to compare herself with you, I know that she is actually afraid and respectful of you in her heart, and she will definitely listen to her face to face."

"Are you going to watch your sister fall into a bad fate like this, and you don't want to do something?"

Faced with Winlessa's language trap, Aurelia fell silent again, and after a moment, she broke free from her younger sibling's arms, and she took a step back, let out a sigh of relief, and looked at her loved ones calmly.

"My own relationship troubles have not been resolved, how can I be qualified to take care of Sylvanas, but rest assured, when I return from Delaenor, I will return to Quel'Thalas as soon as possible, as you said, Winlesa, Sylvanas is my sister, my relative, I will not allow her to step into that terrible fate."

The stubborn ranger glanced back at the large magic array that had begun to operate behind her, and she turned back and waved her hand to her loved ones:

"Alright, it's time to say goodbye... Lord Lothmar will take you back to Quel'Thalas and tell Sylvanas that you can ask Lord Lothmar for help if you have any trouble... As well as telling Sylvanas that, in my eyes, Lotharma. Theron is more fit to be her husband than the human! ”

"Sustain the mana!"

Archmage Khadgar standing in the large purple magic array was like standing in a tenth-level gale, his white hair was blown around, his purple robe was also hunting in the wind of magic, his body was staggering, and the fullness of the magic circle of the 30 high-level mages had reached the highest strength, and he used the staff of the guardian to support his body to ensure that he was not swallowed by the growing magic vortex in front of him.

Khadgar opened his hand, and a gem like a black dragon scale floated in front of his eyes, and under his guidance, the whirlpool of violent magic seeped into the dragon scales in front of him little by little, like a guided flowing water.

"The magic conductivity of this thing is simply amazing, and the magic capacity limit is even comparable to that of the Eye of Dalaran!"

Khadgar looked at the dragon scale gem that began to emit purple light in front of him, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes:

"Where did the Lord of Presto find such a rare thing? Is he really just an ordinary human nobleman? ”

This fleeting thought was soon interrupted by the magical wind that emitted a purple halo, Khadgar took off his thick gloves, stretched out his fingers, and felt the rhythm of magic in the wind in front of him, from Medivan's personal teaching, so that he could perfectly manipulate the extremely cumbersome magical system in front of him.

"Speaking of which, Mentor Medivan seems to be anxious to reopen the Dark Door... The orcs invaded Karazan, could it be that they also took with them what was important to the Mentor? ”

"Buzz"

A purple spark danced on his fingers, which meant that the concentration of magic power in this place had reached the extreme that humans could bear, he took a step back and waved his hand, and the mages around the circle immediately stopped the input of mana, and the archmage shouted:

"Everyone, close your eyes! Don't look straight in the air! ”

The voice reached the ears of everyone present, including Danas, Tulayan, Aurelia and Kudran who were watching the scene. The brute hammer closed his eyes in unison, and the next moment, an indescribable bright light passed through the eyelids into their eyes, making everyone feel the stinging pain in their eyes.

In front of the empty Dark Gate, a scorching flash of lightning enveloped the entire Dark Gate and the surrounding crater like a sun, and after a few seconds, the light converged, and Khadgar rubbed his eyes and looked ahead.

Over there... A swirl of purple energy filled the doorposts of the Dark Gate, and although it was not the same as the way it was powered by evil energy, the powerful energy combined with the Dark Gate's perfect spatial structure was enough to reactivate the world portal.

Feeling the breath of another world coming from the energy vortex, the archmage sighed, he himself didn't know if this step was right or wrong.

But no matter what, before his eyes, the door to another world was opened!