magnificent!
huge!
It is filled with supernatural magical powers that are completely different from modern society, but equally developed and convenient!
With the multiple super casting environments constructed by the Core of Mysera, the Elven Magic Labyrinth and other time and space connected by the Planeswalker Land Cards, the capital of the empire on the west coast of the continent of Faerun - Askatla has presented a strange scene similar to the time and space of Ravnica, where magic and technology are highly integrated.
Coupled with a population that has swelled to over 2.4 million, the wealth and power of just one city exceeds that of several countries and regions combined.
In particular, there are hundreds of wizard towers that are scattered around special nodes in the city according to a certain position and order.
Among them, the giant wizard towers are owned by Zuo Si himself or his Arcane Mystic Society and Masked Wizard Guild, while the small and medium-sized ones are owned by the wizard who built them.
But all wizard towers have one thing in common, that is, they are all integrated into a huge magic network system.
Normally, the tower master can do whatever he wants within the scope of permission.
But once entering a wartime state, they will have to obey the command of the main tower as the core of the network and become part of the Athkatla magic defense system.
When necessary, they must be recruited to join the Mage Corps to fight for the Empire.
Of course, the benefit is that you can gain more knowledge, resources, and channels to sell homemade potions, scrolls, and magic items.
Because the Core of Mysera provided nearly unlimited energy, temporary magical items that had flourished during the Netheril era began to once again come into the public eye.
Things that used to require thousands of gold coins can now be made with just a hundred or even a dozen gold coins.
It is not only effective within the city of Athkatla, but can also be used normally in all other large cities of the empire. Even the horse-drawn carriages that were originally the main means of transportation within the city have gradually been replaced by mechanical vehicles powered by magical energy, or aircraft that shuttle quickly in the sky.
As for the water supply, you just need to spend some money to buy a stainless steel valve that can directly connect to the water elemental plane.
Various magic-net-driven fans, refrigerators, air conditioners, radios, and magic mirrors that allow users to watch theater performances remotely at home for a fee were also created by inventors from the Church of Gund, the god of mages and craftsmen.
Moreover, more efficient magic machines replaced the hydraulic forging hammers previously built along the river bank, and large stamping machines, hydraulic presses, and steel-making blast furnaces also appeared in the factories in the industrial zone.
Even the food processing and textile industries have transitioned from handicraft workshops to assembly line processes.
"What a beautiful and vibrant magical city. I still have a strong sense of unreality. I really hope that one day Gellert can see this scene and start this great adventure with me."
Through the window of the Wizard Tower, Dumbledore looked down at the huge flow of people rushing to their workplaces on the city's streets in the early morning and couldn't help but sigh.
They were seen scrambling to buy cheap and nutritious breakfasts and drinks from roadside stalls, talking with colleagues or friends about the bad things in life and work-related matters, and then getting into the crowded rail train driven by magic while cursing.
This is a new type of public transportation system that appeared after the magic maze covered major cities. It currently connects several of the most important areas of the city.
Its emergence is mainly because the spatial span of Askatla has become increasingly larger during its continuous expansion.
Whether transporting people or goods, there is an urgent need for a means of transportation that is both cheap and convenient.
A wizard was inspired by the rail vehicles that transport ore in the mine, and used the complex spell effects that magic mazes could provide to eventually create a train that would automatically run on a specific track.
It is not like the trams on Earth, which are just a simple rectangular empty box with some seats and handles inside. It may tow one or more trailers at the back according to needs. It has no wheels underneath and floats directly above the ground.
As for the track, it is not two iron rails, but a palm-wide magical magnetic pole that can continuously generate a slight upward thrust.
Similarly, magic magnetic poles are installed at the bottom of the carriage.
In this way, as long as the magic lock is used to bless the carriage with the [Feather Fall Technique], the repulsive force generated between the magnetic poles alone is enough to make the fully loaded carriage float.
Then, by opening the channel installed under the car that connects to the wind element plane, a strong airflow can be obtained to generate a stable forward thrust.
Since all magic-related creations are temporary magic items, this thing is very cheap to make and does not require much maintenance.
If Dumbledore had not confirmed that he was in another world, he would even think that this was the streets of London decades ago.
Of course, the civilians of Athkatla have a hundred times better off in terms of food, accommodation and income than the inhuman British colonial empire of the past.
After all, one of the two is that capital controls the country, while the other is that absolute dictatorship controls capital.
Almost all the taxes collected by the entire West Coast Empire, apart from those used to maintain the operation of the bureaucratic system, are invested in infrastructure, education, health and social welfare.
Not only will the royal family not take a single penny from it, but they will also provide additional huge amounts of funds every year, enough to leave other countries far behind, to vigorously cultivate arcane spellcasters and encourage innovation and invention.
The most important thing is that Zuo Si, as the dictator of the empire, provided the country with strong military protection.
Various gods, churches, gangs, thieves guilds, dragons, evil organizations and creatures from other dimensions basically don't dare to cause trouble here.
Otherwise, any behavior that is out of line will be met with the iron fist of tyranny that falls from the sky in a matter of minutes.
According to Dumbledore's current understanding, the West Coast Empire never cares about any laws when fighting such enemies, and will not be bound by rules and regulations.
Once discovered, they will immediately mobilize the forces hidden in the darkness to uproot the opponent.
There will be no trial or involvement of the judicial system during the entire process, and all participants without exception will disappear from the face of the earth, as if they had never existed.
Thinking of this, Dumbledore, who had already drunk the life-extending potion and restored himself to his 40-year-old appearance, could not help but sigh in a low voice: "Well, now I understand why Soth has never had the slightest interest in the power of the wizarding world.
Compared with this powerful magic empire, the wizards' world is so small that it probably cannot satisfy his appetite at all.
What's more, everyone has to admit that he is definitely an excellent ruler, as he was able to develop a country that was originally in the Middle Ages and Renaissance period into its current state in a short period of time.
Although his style of doing things may be a bit autocratic.
But this is understandable.
After all, there are all kinds of dangers in this world, including gods, angels, demons, devils, dragons, etc.
If the ruler is not strong enough, it may lead to serious disastrous consequences..."
There is no doubt that Albus Dumbledore was never a rigid person.
Apart from the very few issues involving bottom lines and principles, he actually has no obvious political inclinations, nor is he as kind and just as many people imagine. Sometimes he even uses extraordinary means to achieve his goals.
Ever since he followed the lich of the Arcane Mystic Society to Athkatra, this old man who once stood at the pinnacle of the magic world has continued to gain a deeper understanding of the history of the continent of Faerun through the rich books in the library, and knows how many terrible crises are hidden under the seemingly peaceful appearance of this world.
What made him even more frightened were the gods, ancient evil creatures and quasi-divine powers that could easily trigger a world-destroying crisis, as well as the endless fighting between gods of different camps.
In such an environment, human life is so fragile that if one is not careful, one will be forced to be involved and become a tragic victim.
So Dumbledore believes that in this situation, no matter whether the ruling method is dictatorship or democracy, the most important thing is to provide maximum protection to ordinary people.
And the West Coast Empire is undoubtedly the best one in this regard.
Just as he was about to turn around and head to the cafeteria next door to have some breakfast, and then review the magic knowledge taught yesterday before class, a young female apprentice with short brown hair suddenly rushed out from the corner of the stairs, quickly took out a red-covered book from her arms and handed it to him with both hands, saying breathlessly: "I... I'm giving it back to you! Thank you so much. Without your help, I might never have the opportunity to come into contact with this kind of profound and complex magic knowledge in my life."
“You’re welcome, Miss Daisy.
I'm just being generous to others.
After all, these books and notes do not belong to me. I just borrowed them from the library temporarily.
In addition, I must solemnly remind you that as a mage, staying up late for a long time and not getting enough rest is a taboo. "
Dumbledore took the red-covered book and a faint smile appeared on his face.
It has to be said that he is at the most masculine time of his life when his appearance remains around 40 years old.
Whether it is the pair of weathered and wise eyes, the mature aura emanating from his body, or the handsome face, they are enough to have a fatal attraction on young girls who are not well-versed in the world.
The young apprentice named Daisy's heartbeat quickened instantly, and a blush appeared on her face. She quickly touched the dark circles under her eyes caused by staying up late, and responded in a shy tone: "It can't be helped.
After all, for an apprentice like me who comes from a commoner background, learning magic is not an easy thing.
If it were not for the funding provided by His Majesty the Great Emperor, the teaching materials and courses required during Guang's apprenticeship would not be affordable for an ordinary family.
Not to mention the books in the advanced library that cost thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins to read.
So I have to seize every opportunity I can to improve myself.
Only by obtaining a higher spellcasting level and mastering more spells can you have the opportunity to earn more money and go further on this path.
A big shot like you who can freely go in and out of high-end libraries to borrow any book will never understand the difficulties faced by us apprentices who come from common backgrounds.
Of course, I'm not complaining.
After all, if it were in the past, a commoner like me wouldn’t even be qualified to come into contact with magic.”
After that, Daisy placed one hand on her chest and bowed deeply to express her gratitude.
Because she knew very well the value of that book.
If converted into gold coins, even if he sold himself to the slave traders in Sel ten times, it might not be enough.
The girl didn't understand why Dumbledore would help her for free.
Could it be that he is attracted by my young body and beauty?
If this is true, then Daisy would definitely be happy to be the mistress of this mature and handsome middle-aged man.
But the problem is that she has hinted at it several times, but the other party just laughed it off and was not moved at all.
This completely unequal relationship made her feel very uneasy.
After all, the values that mages believe in is that if you want to get something, you have to pay something.
When someone keeps giving you benefits without asking for anything in return, it often means that the price you have to pay in the end may be very huge.
What's more, Dumbledore's identity and origin are too mysterious.
So much so that no one knew who he was, or why he started learning arcane magic at such a young age, and yet he had his own independent room in the Mage Tower, as well as the privilege of entering the highest-level library and borrowing books at will.
Especially the last one, which can only be obtained by those legendary spellcasters called "Masters".
But the other party was obviously not a legendary spellcaster, otherwise there would be no need for him to take basic courses with other apprentices.
However, what Daisy didn't know was that the reason Dumbledore gave her the books was because he was used to being the headmaster of Hogwarts and was accustomed to providing help to the best of his ability to those smart and hardworking apprentices.
As for beauty...
Sorry, I don’t like women at all.
Looking at the young girl's uneasy expression, Dumbledore couldn't help but smiled and shook his head: "Don't be so polite, Miss Daisy.
I believe that with your intelligence and hard work, you will be able to go very far on the path of magic.
You have plenty of talent, and I just don't want it to be wasted.
Come on, your future will be bright."
"Thank you. I swear I will never forget this kindness."
Daisy was obviously inspired by these words.
Because her starting point was too low, she couldn't buy all kinds of expensive materials for experiments like the children from rich families, nor borrow and copy those spells that required money to learn, so she was actually very inferior in her heart.
Even when eating, I can only eat free meals and never dare to touch those delicacies that require payment.
In the process of learning magic, rich and poor apprentices are like people from two completely different worlds.
Although there is no difference between them in status and rank.
But at the same intelligence level, rich apprentices will always learn faster and have higher spellcasting levels than poor apprentices.
The latter often needs to put in ten or even dozens of times the effort to barely catch up with the former.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. The worst thing to do when learning magic is to rush for success. Come on, let's go get some breakfast together. It's my treat."
Dumbledore took Daisy into the cafeteria and ordered a large number of expensive high-end cakes, biscuits, bread and steaks.
As a person who cannot live without sweet things, he has started to eat sweets crazily as if to take revenge since his body regained its youth. Even if he doesn't eat, he has to stuff two pieces of candy or fresh milk cakes of various flavors into his mouth.
After filling their stomachs, the two came to the place where the class was held and waited with other apprentices for the tower consciousness to descend in the form of a phantom to teach them new magical knowledge.
By the time the morning classes were over, it was almost eleven o'clock.
Since learning magic will cause the brain to consume energy at a faster rate, groups of apprentices would rush to the cafeteria as soon as the get out of class was over, intending to fill their hungry appetites with sumptuous meals.
However, Dumbledore did not go with them today, but left the Wizard Tower alone and went to the administrative district of Askatla.
When passing by the market along the way, he did not forget to stop in and take a look around, selecting merchants from all over the world who gathered here to sell all kinds of strange goods.
Not only the continent of Faerun, but also merchants from the far eastern continent of Karatu, indigenous chiefs from the continent of Maztec, and caravans from the outer planes and other material planes on magic ships are attracted by the prosperous market here.
As long as they abide by laws and order, even demons, devils, mind flayers, beholders, Githyanki, and dragons can rent shops and stalls to do business.
The currencies used in the exchange range from precious metals to souls.
Some businesses that like to play the long game even allow customers to pay in installments, or sell the ownership of their souls and bodies after death.
When he first came to this place, Dumbledore was completely stunned by the scene of demons dancing in disorder.
Especially some extremely evil materials and magical items, which suddenly made him feel that the murderous "Voldemort" Tom Riddle was just a harmless little white rabbit in front of these creatures that truly exuded evil from the bones.
The painful effects of the Cruciatus Curse are simply not on the same level as the torment of souls by necromancers, demons, and devils.
Moreover, using the Cruciatus Curse too much will cause the target to go crazy.
But torturing the soul does not have such side effects and can keep the other person awake.
However, after the initial shock, Dumbledore quickly adapted to the market environment and would come here every once in a while to buy things that interested him.
Although he could get anything he wanted from the warehouse in the Mage Tower at will, he did not use this privilege frequently. Instead, he tried to be self-reliant as much as possible and made money by mixing potions and making magic items with his talent in alchemy.
After all, the debt of favor owed must be repaid.
The old man's strong self-esteem makes him unwilling to accept too much charity.
After a short while, Dumbledore had spent his budget of thousands of gold coins and reluctantly left this huge market full of surprises and shocks.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to continue shopping, but he has spent all the money he had.
As a top wizard who had never had a strong desire for wealth before, he had never been as eager to get more money as he was now.
Because everything related to magic in the continent of Faerun is ridiculously expensive.
Without sufficient financial support, even conducting some decent experiments and magical research is a luxury.
"Alas - it seems I have to seriously consider that person's proposal."
Standing at the entrance of the market and looking at other high-level wizards and dimensional merchants making huge transactions of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of gold coins, Dumbledore sighed slightly and tasted the taste of poverty for the first time.
You should know that Amn was originally the most prosperous commercial country in the continent of Faerun, and the output and categories of various commodities topped the entire continent.
Now it is experiencing an explosive growth, like a terrifying behemoth that is madly destroying the basic handicraft industries in the surrounding areas and even further away, completely smashing and destroying them, and then transforming them into cheap raw material production sites and dumping markets through trade treaties.
There is no force in the entire continent of Faerun that can withstand a dimensionality reduction attack of such a scale.
Fortunately, most countries and city-states were still in primitive agricultural and feudal societies, and neither the upper rulers nor the lower-level people realized what this meant.
They are even thankful that various previously expensive commodities are becoming cheaper and cheaper, while large orders for raw materials are also allowing their disposable wealth to continue to grow.
Some vested interest groups that have made huge profits from it continue to boast about how advanced and developed the West Coast Empire is, how fair and just the judicial system is, how high the moral standards of the people are, and how efficient and honest the bureaucracy is. It is a bright beacon that illuminates the entire civilized world and the ideal country in the minds of thinkers and philosophers.
Even the trade alliance, a tool used to expand the influence of the Goddess of Fortune and indirectly control the economies of other countries and regions, was touted as a great initiative that would benefit everyone.
但稍微有点现代经济学常识的人都明白，这种财富的积累和增长是严重不对等的。
虽然表面上因为生产力的提高，所有人的日子都在朝着好的方向发展。
可实际上贫富差距非但没有缩小，反而正在以一种史无前例的速度拉大。
西海岸帝国建立之前，一个安姆商人或贵族家庭能有百万金币的财产就已经算是能排的上号了。
哪怕是最富有的前三名资产也基本不太可能超过五百万金币。
可现在呢？
他们或许被迫交出了大部分的土地所有权，但在商业领域却变得空前强大。
资金雄厚到甚至可以给一个国家提供长达数年的贷款，然后通过对方抵押的税收权、采矿权等来赚取高昂的利润。
商人们从生产到运输、再到销售，逐渐形成了你中有我、我中有你的既竞争又联合模式。
当然，这样做并不是因为他们不想垄断来赚取更高的利润，而是实在被左思的“推恩令”搞怕了，不得不尽可能减少对单一商会的持股比例，采取广撒网的交叉持股策略。
如此一来尽管失去了绝对的控制权，可也避免了因为家族财富和影响力太过庞大而被盯上。
另外，大家族在西海岸帝国境内不能拥有太多土地，并不意味着在国外不行。
比如说已经被安姆经济殖民的桑比亚南方，还有北地大片被开垦出来的荒地，以及谷地、突米斯、科米尔等临近国家，都可以通过砸钱来获得一座又一座的大庄园跟城堡，继续在外面享受封建贵族领主的特权。
在邓布利多看来，这些人其实跟魔法界的纯血家族家族非常相似。
唯一不同的地方在于他们并没有养成傲慢自大的坏毛病，反而通常会表现比较谦虚低调。
不过邓布利多显然并不知道，自己之所以能够得到这样的对待，其实跟他的身份有着密不可分的关系。
否则以伯纳德现如今的身份和地位，怎么可能会为了区区几千金币的利润就亲自出面。
是的。
与邓布利多进行交易的不是别人，正是当年果断对左思进行了第一轮天使投资的伯纳德。
作为亲眼见证和参与了这一切的大商人，他已经是整个阿斯卡特拉乃至西海岸帝国最富有权势和地位的贵族之一，其财产已经庞大到难以精确的计算，因为每时每刻都在膨胀。
尽管他的家族因为某些特殊原因而人丁稀少，可稍微了解内情的人都清楚这位人到中年略显肥胖的男人与帝国皇帝之间的私人关系有多么亲密。
甚至可以说伯纳德在商业领域的一举一动都代表着帝国皇帝的意志跟倾向。
很多家族就是靠着模仿他的投资方向而成功完成了转型，没有被这个剧烈变化的时代淘汰。
所以从邓布利多抵达阿斯卡特拉的那一刻起，伯纳德就知晓了这位来自异世界老人究竟是谁，以及对方在左思心目中份量。
当邓布利多想要通过出售自己制作的药剂和魔法物品换钱时，他就主动出面进行了接洽。
目的当然不是为了赚那点微薄的利润。
确切地说，伯纳德从未想过从邓布利多身上赚哪怕一分钱，甚至做好了赔本卖吆喝的心理准备。
在他眼中这是一次带有冒险性质的赌博，就如同当年投资左思一样。
一旦成功必然会得到难以想象的巨大回报。
为了实现这一目标，精明的商人提前做了许多计划，甚至包括整整一百万金币的先期投入。
由于帮助过左思建造法师塔的关系，他非常清楚魔法这玩意究竟有多么的烧钱。
想要赢得一名奥术施法者的好感，最简单、最直接的方法就是不计成本的玩命砸钱。
值得庆幸的是伯纳德现在已经有了足够丰厚的家底，所以并不用担心大笔投入得不到及时回报可能导致的破产。
正当他坐在客厅沙发上翻看最近几个月的收入和支出账本，脑海中思考着要怎样才能从邓布利多身上找到突破口时，管家突然快步从外面走了进来，先是十分优雅的欠了欠身，随即低声汇报道：“大人，您特别叮嘱过要小心对待的阿不思·邓布利多阁下来了，需要我把他带过来吗？”
“什么？”伯纳德微微愣了一下，紧跟着迅速反映过来。“当然！赶快把他请到客厅来。另外让女仆把所有最好的饮料都准备一份，同时通知厨房烹饪丰盛的大餐。记住，务必要让对方感受到我的诚意。”
“明白。”
听到主人如此吩咐，管家自然不敢怠慢，立刻让整个府邸所有的仆人变得忙碌起来。
大概几分钟之后，邓布利多便在管家的带领下走进客厅，面带微笑的问候道：“中午好，亲爱的伯纳德先生，希望你不会怪罪我没有事先通知就突然造访。”
“不，当然不，我高兴都还来不及呢。请问您想要喝点什么？茶？咖啡？可可？还是来点开胃酒？”
伯纳德浑身上下洋溢着喜悦的情绪，就差把“好客”两个字写在脸上了。
“给我来一杯咖啡吧，记得多加点糖和蜂蜜，我喜欢甜一点的味道。”
邓布利多随便选择了一种饮料。
这既是对主人好客的一种礼貌回应，也刚好可以垫垫肚子。
没过一会儿功夫，一杯加了大量蔗糖和蜂蜜的浓香咖啡就被端了出来。
他二话不说，直接挥舞魔杖让滚烫的咖啡温度降低到可以忍受的程度，这才端起来喝了一大口。
回味着舌头上传来的苦涩与甘甜，邓布利多放下杯子用十分郑重的口吻说道：“关于你上一次的提议，我考虑了很久，现在决定试一试。”
“哦？真的吗？”
伯纳德两眼瞬间放光，满脸都是惊喜之色。
“是的。
因为我意识到了你说的没错，法师的确需要很多很多的钱来从事魔法学习和研究。
尤其是购买那些稀有珍贵的施法材料，几千金币连个零头都不够。
说实话，我以前从未想过研究魔法竟然是一件如此花钱的事情。”
在说这番话的时候，邓布利多的语气中充满了无奈跟自嘲。
他原本以为有了大图书馆里那些免费的书籍，以自己的魔法水平很容易就能学会并融会贯通。
可残酷的现实却狠狠地打了他的脸。
因为这个世界的魔法可不是学会了咒语挥舞魔杖就能释放出来，而是需要深入无处不在的魔网，从中抽取能量来塑造复杂的法术模型。
其施法难度简直比巫师不知道高出多少个量级。
邓布利多敢保证，就以霍格沃茨那群整天调皮捣蛋不认真听讲的学生，十个就九个半会在学徒时期遭到残酷的淘汰。
而这个淘汰意味着死亡！
他自己就在一场异位面探索中亲眼目睹了粗心大意的学徒不小心窥视到一个强大的恶魔而没有做好防护。
结果学徒瞬间被恶魔反向召唤过去大卸八块，场面血腥残忍到令人窒息。
更可怕的是学徒的灵魂还被恶魔捕获，估计现在已经变成了一条最低级的深渊幼虫。
所以一名法师想要获得更深层魔网的使用权限，就必须做各种各样的危险实验去了解魔网、控制魔网、将它与自己体内的魔力合二为一。
想要单纯靠书本中记载的理论知识实现这一目标简直就是白日做梦。
这也是为何用同样的方法召唤恶魔，大法师就能控制对方并强迫其为自己效力，而学徒则往往只被召唤出来的恶魔直接干掉。
不过也正是这种极高的学习难度和危险性，才让邓布利多感受到了前所未有的刺激和挑战。
相比起整体而言十分安逸的地球魔法界，这里才是他所渴望和追求的地方。
就在伯纳德想要说点什么来把话题转移到合作方面的时候，一道传送门突然在客厅内开启。
下一秒……
一名散发着刺骨寒意的巫妖突然凭空出现。
他没有任何废话，直截了当的开口说道：“阿不思·邓布利多，索斯阁下想要与您见上一面，不知道您现在是否有空。”
“见我？他在哪？”
邓布利多的注意力瞬间被吸引过去。
因为自从来到这个世界之后，他就一直想要跟左思面对面的谈谈，可一直都没有找到机会。
确切地说是后者始终没有抽出功夫返回费伦大陆。
巫妖不加思索的回答道：“索斯阁下眼下正在另外一个宇宙。如果你同意的话，我现在就可以带你过去。”
听到这句话，邓布利多马上转过身给了伯纳德一个充满歉意的表情：“十分抱歉，我想我们之间的合作恐怕要稍微延后一点再谈了。”
“没关系。正事要紧，您还是赶快动身不要让陛下等太久。”
商人十分识趣的做了个请随意的手势。
他无疑非常清楚像这种事情是自己永远也无法参与的，索性连打听都懒得打听。
Just like that, the lich that suddenly appeared took Dumbledore with him and activated the inter-dimensional teleportation magic again, and instantly arrived at the ninth level of Baator Hell.
Because only here is there a giant portal leading to the universe where the planet Azeroth is located.
"Where... is this place?!!!"
It was obviously the first time for Dumbledore to come to Hell. He stared with wide eyes at the huge colorful cyberpunk city in the distance and the endless army of devils next to it. He was completely stunned.
Especially since many books recorded that there were terrifying hellish demons that could destroy a country on their own, but now there were so many of them that they could not be counted at all.
"Don't be surprised. They are just a small part of the devil army controlled by Lord Soth. They are heading to the battlefield according to orders. Let's go. Passing through this giant portal will lead to another universe."
After saying that, the lich took out an emblem representing his identity and handed it to the devil guard guarding the portal.
After looking at it, the latter immediately raised his hand to signal for it to pass.
Otherwise, anyone who dares to approach will be immediately attacked mercilessly by them.
After all, there is another universe on the other side of the portal, and many forces want to send people over to investigate and see if they can gain any benefits from it.
When passing through the flickering blue light curtain, the first thing that comes into view is the horrific battlefield that has been going on in Mount Hyjal without stopping.
Whether it was the deafening shouts of killing, or the destructive power of destructive weapons and magic that wiped out thousands of lives in an instant, all of them dealt a severe shock to Dumbledore's spirit and soul.
As a centenarian who had experienced two world wars, he once thought that it was the most cruel, bloody and terrifying scene he had ever seen in his life.
But now he knew he was wrong, and very wrong.
Compared with the horrific war in front of us, which has killed more than hundreds of thousands of people in just a few minutes, the two world wars can only be regarded as nursery-level.
Especially those mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the number can definitely be measured in billions.
But even so, neither side showed any intention of making concessions and continued to send troops to consume each other.
No matter how many casualties there are, the gap will be filled in the next second.
"How is it? Is it shocking?"
The lich was obviously very satisfied with the other party's reaction at the moment and asked a meaningful question.
"Is this the war Soth is fighting?"
Dumbledore only felt his mouth dry, his body sweating uncontrollably, and his heartbeat rate was at least twice as high as usual.
Because the scene that the eyes saw was too shocking.
This is a thousand or ten thousand times more exaggerated than the hell described by many religions.
But the lich smiled and shook his head: "No, the war I mentioned before is actually over. This is now just a trivial conflict, far worse than before."
"A small conflict..."
Dumbledore took a breath and suddenly realized that his previous estimate of Zuo Si was too conservative.
But that's why I'm looking forward to this meeting even more.
After all, he had too many questions and puzzles and wanted to get an accurate answer.
The lich did not stay on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal for too long. He quickly cast a teleportation spell and disappeared on the spot.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the snow-covered Storm Peaks from the Kalimdor continent.
From a distance, Dumbledore saw Zuo Si in human form and the huge red dragon standing opposite him.
"Ah! Dear Headmaster, please wait a moment. I will soon be able to reach an agreement with Queen Alexstrasza and the Red Dragon Legion she leads."
Zuo Si obviously noticed Dumbledore's arrival and took the initiative to say hello.
"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."
Dumbledore quickly waved his wand and cast a magic spell on himself that could resist the cold wind and extremely low temperatures.
After all, he was only wearing a thin robe, which was basically the same as being naked in the cold wind of minus 50 to 60 degrees Celsius.
Without magical protection, he would freeze to death from hypothermia in just a few minutes.
Alexstrasza was undoubtedly quite curious about Dumbledore's sudden appearance.
Because she simply couldn't understand why Zuo Si would call such a weak human being the principal.
And his attitude was very polite and showed a hint of respect.