"Oh, it's okay. Alexstrasza knows about it. She said that her people were too much. The Red Dragonflight will not pursue that batch of materials in the future."
Antonidas' face turned red. He originally wanted to secretly blackmail Duke: "Well, it's a bargain for you. You come to perform and help me control it."
Duke stood on the top of the tank, looking like he was about to cast a spell, while Archmage Antonidas hid inside the tank, doing the hard work of firing a gun.
To be honest, Duke didn't want to cast a spell right now. The trouble caused by Baron Geddon's Mana Burn had not completely subsided. The mana flowing in Duke's body was only the minimum amount of mana used for monitoring. He was just using the system AI to help him monitor Antonidas's casting process, prevent it from getting out of control, and give a reminder.
For Antonidas, that was enough.
Duke pretended to chant spells on the tank, while Antonidas below and the high-level mages of Dalaran surrounding Duke's tank began to concentrate on summoning energy and filling their bodies with mana.
The energy of the land is running low, but the Dark Portal itself contains a vast amount of energy, and there is nothing to prevent someone like the wizard from taking it for themselves.
No, it should be said that it existed originally.
With the death of Gul'dan, the last master, in the Tomb of Sargeras, all the magical restrictions originally set up on the Dark Portal became decorations.
Antonidas and the other mages are doing just that now - drawing energy from the Dark Portal and directing it toward Khadgar.
The old wizard's long silver hair stood up and swept across the roof of the tank.
To the orcs, magical energies that they could not understand began to pulse in Duke's face and fingertips.
Strong winds roared around Duke, and the orcs even felt lightning appear around Duke.
The orcs seemed to have found the reason for their defeat - ah! It turned out that such a terrible human god of magic defeated us!
They began to hold their breath as much as possible, not daring to even breathe.
Facing the Dark Portal, Duke closed his eyes, opened his arms, opened his palms, and slowly pushed the Dark Portal, seemingly wanting to release all the energy he had just absorbed. Of course, this was only done by the miserable blue-collar wizard in the tank.
The huge amount of energy gathered in front of Duke and formed a mysterious, constantly pulsating, glowing spherical object with countless light spots swirling around it.
Without even any knowledge of mysticism, everyone who saw this scene could easily feel this energy ball, feel its pulsation, and feel its condensation.
Duke was pleased with the looks of fear and awe he received from all sides.
Duke secretly gave himself a thumbs up for his 360-degree view.
Well, it's just to scare the orcs, so there's no need to worry about him getting too proud.
With the help of the system AI, Duke focused his consciousness on the huge space crack and the energy it contained. He confirmed its location again and sent an extremely clear 3D spatial spell model to Antonidas.
Antonidas below shuddered, his mouth full of bitterness: Is it really the difference in talent? I just began to sense the shape of the crack, and Duke, the devilish little guy, has already made a model of the entire space crack.
With a deep sigh, Antonidas went to work.
He quickly arranged the tasks for each high-level wizard in the magic communication circuit, and then notified Duke that it was done.
Duke... Duke opened his eyes, and the aftermath of a huge amount of energy seemed to flow out from his eyes, which were deeper than the stars in the universe, making the Windrunner sisters beside him dazzled, and the human soldiers and orc captives shocked.
Duke suddenly clasped his hands together, facing each other, and then made a pushing gesture. The huge energy ball suspended in the air immediately flew forward.
The ball was stretched into a long, thin shape, like some special kind of spear.
A spear of energy about to be thrown into the center of the Dark Portal.
Its energy burst forth, pouring into the Dark Portal and piercing the stone slabs that formed its structure.
"Boom——" Suddenly there was a huge noise.
The huge explosion caused many Alliance soldiers and orc warriors to lose their balance, and even Duke himself almost fell off the roof of the tank he was standing on.
The illusory black and green energy ball in the middle of the gate was instantly blown into pieces. Fortunately for the nearby Alliance soldiers, almost every piece of energy fragment that was blown out was sucked into the teleportation gate that was about to collapse.
The space shook violently, and after more than ten seconds, the huge space crack disappeared.
The surging green and black colors were replaced by a blank space. Every high-level mage could clearly feel that after the connection with the world called Draenor was cut off, the earth began to breathe again.
Standing on the top of the tank, Duke looked around and saw a somewhat embarrassed Lothar standing up. Of course, even more embarrassed was Turalyon, the responsible Paladin, who stood in front of Lothar the first time he felt danger, as if he was preparing to use Divine Shield.
Not sensing the arrival of a truly destructive shockwave, Turalyon gave up on turning on his invincibility. The Paladin was covered in dust and small stones, but he didn't seem injured, and smiled at Duke as he wiped the dust off his body.
"The Dark Portal has been destroyed. Unless another demigod-level mysterious person uses the artifact to open it, our world is safe—" Standing on a high place, Duke raised his arms and shouted, and suddenly the most enthusiastic cheers of the Alliance warriors rang out from all directions!
"The war is really over!"
"Long live Edmund Duke—"
"Long live Anduin Lothar—"
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Victory! Victory at last!"
Whose tears are flying?
Which man who lost his loved ones is laughing again?
The two-year-long war at the Dark Gate finally came to an end. Although it was not long, this terrible war swept across the entire Eastern Kingdom continent, involving every intelligent race on this huge continent.
From the Stormwind Kingdom in the south to Quel'Thalas in the north, every family has experienced blood, tears, sorrow and pain.
However, now that this damn war was finally over, people cheered and showed their long-lost heartfelt smiles. Everyone laughed and truly relaxed their nerves.