Coming out of the portal, Prince Farodis found himself in a woodland.
In a clearing not far away, a Temple of the Moon stood.
On the plaza in front of the Temple of the Moon, a large number of taxi soldiers had already gathered.
Gale and Maiev were giving a motivational speech, "Warriors, Azshara has summoned demons and slaughtered our compatriots.
Hundreds of thousands of Kaldorei in Sin'dorei are being massacred; we cannot stand idly by… Let's charge into Sin'dorei, kill all the demons, overthrow Azshara's rule, and liberate the Kaldorei Empire."
"Charge into Sin'dorei!"
"Kill all the demons!"
"Overthrow Azshara's rule!"
"Liberate the Kaldorei Empire!"
The soldiers shouted loudly; they were all Gale's trusted subordinates, cultivated over many years.
Compared to the high and mighty Azshara, they were more willing to serve Gale.
Gale had provided them with free education and given them jobs to survive.
In Antu'dara, they could not only earn money but also gain dignity.
They were all beneficiaries of Gale's governance and were highly tied to him, so they would support whatever Gale did, knowing that it would bring them more benefits.
Prince Farodis looked suspicious; was Gale prepared for this long ago?
Recalling Elisande's words, Prince Farodis couldn't help but wonder if Gale had long harbored rebellious intentions.
After Gale finished his speech, Prince Farodis approached him, "Do you have an attack plan?"
Gale nodded, "I have already contacted several allied armies.
Once they gather, we will immediately launch a surprise attack on Sin'dorei.
At that time, we will use the pillars of creation to clear the way, directly assault the Well of Eternity, and close the portal as quickly as possible."
At this point, the Burning Legion had not yet established a firm foothold, so Gale did not use overly complex tactics, merely planning a simple blitzkrieg; a brute-force approach would suffice.
Farodis nodded, "Since there's still some time, I will return to Nathalass to gather mages willing to participate in the war.
After you've assembled your army, meet me at Nathalas Academy, and we will launch the attack together."
Gale hesitated for a moment, sensing that Prince Farodis was a bit upset.
Therefore, he did not stop him, merely offering a kind reminder: "Your Highness, please be careful.
There are many in the Empire blindly loyal to Azshara; someone might betray you."
Prince Farodis nodded blankly and flashed away.
Maiev walked up to Gale and reminded him, "Prince Farodis seems a bit strange."
Gale nodded, "He suspects me."
"Suspect you? Could you possibly harm him?" Maiev asked, puzzled.
Gale: "The human heart is the most unpredictable.
I've acted too greedily and unscrupulously before, so it's normal for the Prince to suspect me."
Maiev: "This is a critical moment.
If we lack Prince Farodis, our attack plan might run into problems."
Gale shook his head slightly, "I've already made other preparations."
Seeing him say this, Maiev said nothing more.
She looked at the three future visitors talking not far away, "What are you going to do with them?"
"I'll make them suitable weapons; they will be of great use."
Gale said as he walked over.
Krasus saw Gale approaching and immediately signaled the other two to stop talking.
He walked a few steps to meet Gale, "Lord, thank you for helping us find our companion."
Gale waved his hand, "You're welcome.
At this time, anyone who dares to help us is our friend."
"There's still some time before we set out, so I can forge weapons for you.
What are your requirements?"
Krasus: "That's wonderful.
Our weapons were lost when we traveled through time.
If we can have suitable weapons, our combat power will increase significantly.
Rhonin and I both use staves, so there's no need for special crafting; anything similar will do.
However, Brox's weapon needs to be custom-made; he is a powerful warrior, and weapons are too important to him."
Gale looked at Brox, who said, "I want a handy axe."
"Come with me; I'll give you a test first to see what style and weight of axe you need."
Brox hadn't expected weapon crafting to be so elaborate ten thousand years ago.
He curiously followed Gale to a corner of the Temple of the Moon plaza.
Gale took out some axe designs, let Brox try them, and then continuously adjusted the axe's counterweight.
After finding the right style and weight, he adjusted the center of gravity according to Brox's usage habits to make it more effortless for him to wield.
After the test, Gale let Brox move freely, then he began to forge.
"Can I watch from the side?"
Brox requested.
"Of course, no problem."
Gale ignored Brox and fully immersed himself in forging.
He first used Arcane Energy to create a magical furnace, then took out obsidian ingots and put them into the magical furnace, crafting an axe according to the template.
Then Gale took out the Hammer of Kaz'goroth to infuse the axe with adamantine and Shadow Divine Power.
"Clang!"
The Hammer of Kaz'goroth struck down, dark light flashed, and a black battle-axe was forged.
After the light receded, Gale picked up the battle-axe and tried swinging it, "Just right."
Brox looked at Gale in surprise, "It's done already?"
"Of course!" Gale handed the battle-axe to Brox, "Let's call it the black cleaver!"
Brox took the battle-axe and excitedly swung it.
Each swing was accompanied by a blade-wind formed by Shadow energy.
Because he was not very familiar with the blade-wind, Brox accidentally cut off a strand of his hair.
He was not afraid that he couldn't wield this battle-axe; instead, he exclaimed, "The name black cleaver is very fitting."
Gale: "I hope you use it to kill more demons."
"Don't worry, I will not spare any demons, unless I fall in battle myself."
Gale muttered inwardly: What you said is a bit inauspicious.
Not far away, Krasus and Rhonin were filled with unutterable shock.
"This Lord Gale, his strength is unfathomable.
Your dragon race is also famous for crafting weapons; can you do it as easily as he does?" Rhonin asked.
Krasus shook his head, "Dragons mainly use dragonfire to smelt metal and then bestow blessings upon weapons.
While it's easy, creating a divine weapon in such a short time is simply impossible."
Rhonin raised an eyebrow, "So, dragons aren't as good as mages after all!"
Krasus said, "You didn't even look at the forging hammer he used; that's the hammer the Titan Kaz'goroth used to forge worlds.
Even an ordinary person using it to forge weapons has a high chance of creating a divine artifact.
Gale's forging technique is so strong, it's not surprising that he created a divine artifact."
Rhonin glanced at him; that excuse was somewhat flimsy.
Krasus turned away, pretending not to see his disdainful look.
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