Thousands of years ago, the human empire of Alatas was divided into seven, and under the trend of different pursuits and geographical contradictions, the seven human countries all moved in different directions, such as Gilnis, which lived in a corner and developed commerce, such as the storm kingdom that guarded southern Xinjiang and had essentially broken away from the traditional civilization of human beings, and the magical city-state of Dalaran, which advocated knowledge and broke away from the secular system.

Speaking of Dalaran, we have to mention the special system of this city-state kingdom, it has no king, no fief of its own, and no people of its own, this magical city was built on the shore of Lake Lordammere, and for thousands of years, it has supported the magic system of the entire human world with its own strength.

At present, 90% of the mages in the human kingdom are from Dalaran, and the ** teachers of the royal families are inextricably linked with Dalaran, this magical city will share knowledge with every gifted person, and then use these people to influence the development of the entire human civilization.

For a long time, Dalaran enjoyed a special status among the seven kingdoms of mankind, and there was even a time when the confident ** masters tried to secretly manipulate the politics of various countries, but this idea was ruthlessly shattered by the then guardian of Tirisfa, Lady Egwene, especially after Egwene escaped from Dalaran's control with the power of the guardian, this magical city-state slipped from the top of the most powerful.

But it is undeniable that the existence of Dalaran is still extremely important for human civilization.

The city, and its mages, are the guardians of human knowledge and civilization.

However, in recent times, the originally bustling white city has become much quieter, and there are low-level spellcasters in robes and hurrying on the streets, as well as mages who have come from foreign countries to study and travel, but most of the mage towers in the city have been quietly closed.

In the era of frequent disasters in the northern frontier, at the request of the king's council, Dalaran had to send magical forces to various countries to solve problems, which is also the disadvantage of magical civilization... No matter how powerful and mysterious the power of magic is, based on the population of the entire human world, magic is still a toy for a few people, and it is difficult for the majority of people to use it.

According to Tyrion's theory, magic is the power of an individual, and in the hands of gifted people, magic will create a glorious heroic age, but to promote the rapid development of the entire civilization, magic power cannot do... Even Quel'Salas, the most talented and powerful in magic, can't share the splendor of magic with everyone, let alone humans.

And engineering, although it doesn't look as gorgeous as magic, is so cool! But it's a power that every mortal can master, and most importantly, engineering is easy to generalize, quick to work, and cheaper.

For example, a junior mage may need 10 musket-wielding farmers to suppress, but it takes at least 5 years to train a junior mage, and the young man needs to have enough magical talent, but how much does it cost to produce 10 muskets and matching bullets?

In the eyes of the King of the Blades, Azeroth's magical civilization has gone astray, taking too much of the power of the individual and ignoring the power of the group, and in his opinion, if the brilliant but already troubled magical civilization cannot find a way to improve itself, then sooner or later, it will be buried by the inferior soldiers armed with the engineering weapons produced by the assembly line.

Of course, that's one of Tyryon's goals, but it's a bit of a long way off, so let's focus on something more realistic.

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"Good day, Mage Cronsol."

On the shores of Lake Lordamere, in a town full of magic shops, a portal mage in violet robes handed a badge to the high-ranking mage Crensall in front of him.

"Speaking of which, I haven't been here in a long time, have you had any major events lately? Brothers. ”

Mage Crenthall's eyes swept over the portal mage's chest, he saw the name clearly, and then asked with a smile:

"Duncan? What a nice name. ”

"You think so, don't you?"

The portal mage named Duncan grinned and said:

"I'm going to change my name, what do you think of the name "Demon Duncan"? Speaking of which, there are no major events in the city, but recently the ** divisions have been sent out on missions, so the city is not as lively as usual, by the way, Master Crensol, how is your mission in Quel'Thalas? ”

Faced with the little brother's inquiry, Crensall shrugged his shoulders, patted the dust on his cuffs, and said with a look of disgust:

"It's terrible, those elves are so arrogant that they want to vomit, we are there to help them, but it seems like we are begging them to help... Needless to say, I'll have to go back and get a good night's sleep before I report to the Council of Six. ”

As he spoke, the high-level mage strolled into the portal hall in front of him, but the moment he entered the gate, a piercing alarm sounded, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in Mage Crensol's eyes, looking at the battle mages rushing from all directions, he raised his hands obediently and explained:

"Hey, I'm fine, relax, guys... Duncan! Come on, get what's in my pocket, hell... I forgot about it. ”

Under the watchful eyes of a dozen vigilant and indifferent battle mages, Duncan took out a black runestone entangled in ominous energy from Crenthall's pocket, and the cacophony of sirens in the hall ceased as soon as the rune stone was removed.

"It was a demon I accidentally caught in Quel'Thalas, and I made a mistake, guys."

Crensol, holding his hands up, explained sincerely:

"I've been away for so long, I've forgotten that this portal hall still has a program to detect lifeforms, and I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"Take a step forward!"

The leader of the battle mages with a sword in one hand and a staff in the other did not easily believe the high-ranking mage in front of him, and under his order, Mage Crensol reluctantly stepped aside, and in the corner where no one noticed, the light in his eyes continued to shine, and finally it was as if he had gathered some kind of power, and his eyes became cloudy.

The leader of the battle mages took a special detection spar and probed the high-level mage several times, and after making sure that there was no accident, he raised his arm, and the fierce battle mages put away their weapons and slowly returned to their posts, while the relieved Crensall mage took a few steps forward and stepped into the portal hall, this time without alarm.

A second before being teleported, Duncan, the little wizard of the portal, waved the black rune stone in his hand and shouted:

"Brother Crensol! Your Runestones are still here! ”

"I've sent you, junior brother, let's use it well."

A glint flashed in Crensol's eyes, and the next moment, his body disappeared into Dalaran's teleportation aura.

A few minutes later, the newly dressed Mage Cronsall walked down the slightly bleak streets of Dalaran, his eyes looking left and right, as if it was his first time in Dalaran, and beneath his calm exterior, another soul was engaged in some kind of secret communication with the outside world:

"I'm in... These mages are very shrewd, and there are detection enchantments everywhere to detect demons and other lifeforms, and it seems that they have learned a little since the orcs attacked Dalaran last time, but these things alone can't catch me. ”

"Stop playing, Varimasas!"

Casanatyr's voice sounded in the heart of the Dreadlord:

"Hurry up, find the control core of the Violet Enchantment, and destroy it! Anubarak and its Crypt Lords are waiting beneath Lake Lordamere, and I'm in the halls of the Council of Six right now, and I'll do your bidding, but if you fail... I don't need to say more about the consequences, right? ”

"Roger! Boss, wait a minute, I'll come. ”

The Dreadlord Varymathas responded, and he turned and walked into a dark alley, and at the moment when the shadow enveloped his body, the body of the High Mage Crensol turned into a cold skeleton in a painful struggle, and the demon that dominated his soul had disappeared into the air of Dalaran.

On the other side, in the hall of the six-man council, Grand Knight Tulayan stood by the window, he looked up, the entire sky of Dalaran seemed to be nothing unusual, blue sky and white clouds, and the sun was shining in every corner of the city, but under the investigation of the magic eye, he could see a purple light curtain, in a semi-circular posture, enveloping the entire city.

This is a few years ago, after the orcs and black dragons teamed up to invade Dalaran, the violet enchantment designed and built by the ** masters, the highest masterpiece of human magic civilization at present, it is connected with the entire Dalaran and the underground magic nodes, in the flash of the purple halo, it contains both detection and attack functions, and any creature that tries to forcibly cross the magic enchantment will suffer a huge amount of magic damage.

It is impossible to force the barrier from the outside unless the attacker is powerful enough to penetrate the mana nodes in the underground with a single blow, but there are no known creatures in Azeroth that can do so.

"Grand Knight Tulayan?"

After getting the news, Master Antonidas **, who hurried from the mage tower, held his staff and looked at the great knight standing in the hall in surprise, the old mage stroked his long beard, and he asked suspiciously:

"You should be on the battlefield of Arathi by now."

"No, ** Master, I just received an order from His Majesty the Emperor to return to Lordaeron from the front line with a group of paladins to help the Silver Hand clear the undead who are raging in Lordaeron's country."

Tulayan smiled at the ** teacher, and he said:

"I came here rashly because I wanted to borrow the portal of Dalaran and send my knights scattered into various cities, because it happened suddenly, without warning in advance, it was my mistake."

As he spoke, the great knight showed the ** division the order that should have the name of Lothar, Antonidas took it in his hand, looked at it repeatedly, and after confirming that it was correct, the old mage nodded, he looked out the window with some concern, and said:

"It's a shame what happened to Lordaeron, but there's something wrong with the way the undead appeared."

"Oh? How so? ”

The Grand Knight was interested, and he asked curiously:

"Have the mages of Dalaran found a way to eradicate them?"

"No, not yet."

Antonidas walked down the stairs with the great knight on crutches, and said slowly:

"But we've discovered the weirdness of the Scourge Undead, and in recent years, we've been studying the magic and combat systems of the Darkblade Undead, which uses the ancient psychic techniques inherited by the Orcs of the Draenor World, and of course, they've made some modifications to allow the souls of the war dead to return to their bodies and fight under the drive of mysterious death energy."

"But the natural disaster is different, the undead awakening ritual of the natural disaster seems to be carried out through a medium, a powerful physical magic medium, coupled with unimaginable huge spiritual power, to achieve the purpose of resurrecting an objective number of undead at one time, so in our imagination, as long as we find that medium and destroy that medium, the undead plague of Lordaeron will be cured without medicine."

**The division turned back to the great knight and said:

"In this respect, natural disasters are much easier to deal with than Dark Blades."

"Well, I have to say that the research results of the mages of Dalaran are refreshing every time."

Tulayan rubbed his chin, he looked at the back of the ** master, and he suddenly asked:

"Speaking of which, you are the only ** division stationed in the entire Dalaran now, right? This position is too loose, do you need me to leave some paladins to help defend it? ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Grand Knight Tulayan, but as long as the Violet Barrier remains, Dalaran is not in danger."

Master Anthony touched his beard and said to Tulayan with a smile:

"Young people like you are still fighting for the country, and I, an old bone, will continue to persevere for a few years to pave the way for young people."

"Well, since you insist."

The Grand Knight shrugged his shoulders, and under the guidance of a portal mage, he walked to the teleportation hall, and before leaving, he said meaningfully to Antonidas:

"Take care of your health, ** teacher."