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Chapter 1012 Magic has no borders, the mage has a nationality

Amidst the noisy drumming on the shore and the hustle and bustle of people pointing, the surroundings of the rebuilt city of Dalaran suddenly shook.

"Crack!" In the huge roar, the earth suddenly cracked open, and the originally lush grass suddenly appeared a large section of gray-brown earth color.

Countless clods of soil erupted from the cracks.

This was just an illusion. What really happened was that the rebuilt Magic City, which was filled with gorgeous blue-and-white towers, broke away from the gravitational constraints of the earth and flew precariously into the air.

Big and small clods of soil and grass fell from the original joint between the city and the earth, like a rain of mud pouring out.

"Ohhhhh!"

The Alliance people and soldiers watching the ceremony on the lakeshore in the distance let out shocked exclamations.

After a brief exclamation, there was a heartfelt compliment!

"It's amazing!"

"The Alliance finally has its own flying fortress!"

The haze of Naxxramas ravaging the entire Alliance seems to still be hanging over the heads of the Alliance people.

Even though it was later reported that this flying fortress was ambushed and destroyed by the Alliance army, no one dared to guarantee whether the damn Scourge Legion would build a second or third identical fortress to spread death all over the world.

This time, the Master of Dalaran grew a fierce face and made his presence felt in the entire world of Azeroth.

The first flying fortress built by mortals, and Speaker Luo Ning also claimed.

"Not only do we have to go to the distant continent of Northrend in advance to attack the Icecrown Fortress, the home of the Lich King, I also promise that the magic apprentices in Dalaran can continue to study and practice magic normally."

This is the atmosphere!

This is the pattern!

Originally, Luo Ning was still thinking about finding a place to resettle the magic apprentices, so that these immature magicians would not be used as cannon fodder.

As a result, McDonald was scolded: "You guys just dumped the main city on the Lich King's face, what else do you have left?"

Isn’t this just like ‘If you succeed, you will be a young model, if you don’t succeed, you will be a young model’?

You lunatics are already in trouble, how can you pretend to be reserved and prudent?

Ahem, that being said, in fact, it’s not necessarily that so many mages are so crazy and insist on following them to the front line.

Macdonald would not go around telling everyone that he had accepted Angela Dosatus as the Grand Master of the Court.

Angela, who was originally the Archmage of the Silver Dawn, has undergone a major change in her trajectory in this life.

After all, there is no more collapse. The mountains and plains are dominated by the undead in the east and the Plaguelands in the west. The Silver Dawn, a second-tier organization in the alliance, generally coincides with the purpose of the alliance. It is normal for talents to be divided among various countries.

Mages who are not that hardworking or have concerns will naturally choose mages' associations in various countries.

Being a magician is the most expensive profession in the world. There is no financial backer. To do magic research, you have to collect materials for several months, which is very difficult.

In this regard, a certain big business owner with an exceptionally good reputation and theoretically unlimited funds is definitely the first choice for free mage.

It's just that compared to Dalaran, where a bunch of archmages are stationed, the Stratholme Federation Mage Group appears to be relatively low-key.

Going a step further, these radical mages in Dalaran dared to be the first. As the top mages in the mages world, they ran away from the main city overnight, which naturally alarmed the entire alliance, the tribes on the opposite side, and of course Lao Taizi.

Hearing that Dalaran actually flew up, Thrall opened his mouth wide in shock and couldn't close it for a long time.

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

The blood elf boss of the tribe sighed and said something in orc language, which translated into:

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

No matter how open and tolerant Dalaran is, in this life, under the influence of a certain big dog for many years, how can the tribe still participate in it?

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

Letting Dalaran completely stand on the opposite side of the Horde was the prerequisite for McDonald's support of Ronin as Speaker - if Ronin dared to let the Horde reach into Dalaran, then the Stratholme Federation would immediately launch a throne meeting

, expelled Dalaran from the Alliance, and declared war on Dalaran.

To be honest, before Luo Ning came to power, there were no Horde members joining Dalaran. Even if there were, they would be cleared out in a few clicks.

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

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

Terenas is dying of anxiety, oh, he is already dead, that is, he is bald.

The so-called ghost is not ruthless, he has to be pushed around.

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

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

He did not have the courage to attack Ulduar directly, but instead aimed at the [Hall of Rock] and [Hall of Lightning].

The entire frozen polar region was shaken by the commotion caused by the Scourge Legion.

Over there, a certain former guardian who claimed to be mysterious was so angry that he jumped: "Those filthy bones, how dare they desecrate the territory destined by the great ancient god!"

But no matter how much he hates him, he still lacks complete control over Ulduar.

This is very fatal.

Just at this point, a cooked duck actually flew away...

On the other side, the Alliance's first landing troops began to board ships as Dalaran left the Northern Continent of the Eastern Kingdom.

Along the entire coastline of the Old Territory of Lordaeron, every beach that was opened up as a port was bustling with people.

Countless prefabricated parts are loaded into containers, and trucks drag the containers along the long pier to deep water, and then use huge diesel cranes to place them on free wheels.

McDonald didn't know how long it took for the Dauntless Fortress in Northrend to be built in history. He only knew that the old man didn't have much time left for him.

The spies discovered a long time ago that, holy shit, the Scourge has actually increased its troops.

How much it is, no one knows.

The damn spider demons have dug countless burrows and tunnels in the Borean Tundra.

Without the means to explore the ground, the ambush here became a top secret known only to the undead.

The heavy artillery of the Alliance warships cannot deal with the underground undead army that is hundreds of meters deep.

Sure enough, one learns from every experience, damn Lao Taizi has evolved.

However, as he regained his temper, the corners of McDonald's mouth rose slightly.

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

"No, I'm just happy that the enemy Lich King doesn't make me feel too bored."


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