Karazhan, Magic Training Room.
After injecting highly concentrated liquid mana into the magic circuit in Jaina's body and training her to the point where she was barely breathing, Duque ended the night's lesson with satisfaction.
Wiping away Jaina's sweat, Duque showed her a new spell.
"This is …" Jaina, who was tired and sleepy, suddenly opened her eyes wide. She saw a person in the huge 108-inch curved magic mirror projection. Even if it was just a back view, Jaina would never mistake it for Duke's back view.
Gianna was certain that this was a real-time image, because she could see the Varian trio attacking from the far end of the image.
Jaina knew that the allied forces of the Alliance and the Horde were fighting against the Burning Legion at the gate of the Dark Portal in the Outland.
Jaina directly contacted the mages in the Outland through a magic message and opened another real-time image. She was immediately shocked to find that there was no delay between the two images.
That meant that there was indeed another Duque at the Dark Portal.
Jaina turned her head in shock and looked at Duque, who was smirking. "Who's that guy?"
"That's a character that I made with my own hands!"
Jaina was completely dumbfounded. There was only one sentence in her mind — Is that even possible?
Duque shrugged. "I can't help it. I can't leave Azeroth. Even if I send a clone with my soul, it might be captured by the place and have its information stolen, leading to terrible consequences. So, I made a clone that looked exactly like me and sent it over. "
With that, Duque sat on a comfortable chair and gestured for Jaina to sit over.
When Jaina intimately sat between Duque's legs and leaned against Duque's chest, Duque handed her a magic crystal ball.
Jaina took it and immersed her mind in the crystal ball. She immediately understood what the Duque near the Dark Portal was.
It was a magic construct wrapped in flesh and skin. In essence, this Duque was no different from Cuel Salas's magic puppet in Silverymoon City.
The only key was that this magic construct was directly controlled by Duque 24/7.
The amazing thing was that Duque had equipped this clone with a complete stomach and even a complete blood circulation system.
It seemed like it needed to eat, drink, and defecate.
It seemed like this clone could still be injured or even die.
In reality, what was important was the magic core that replaced the heart, liver, and spleen. This clone not only provided the circulation of Morning Star magic, but it could also instantly raise the clone's strength to the Radiant Moon rank through magic transmission.
This clone also had a soul, but it was the soul of a Wizard Kurtiras who had died in battle. Duque had put it inside.
All the feelings of the doppelganger would be directly fed back to Duke in Karazhan, and all the movements would be done by Duke himself.
Jaina was shocked, "Can this level of remote control really be done?"
Duque pursed his lips, "As long as the transmission of magic between Azeroth and the Outer Realm is not cut off. There is indeed a problem with the situation over there. Fortunately, my design looks perfect for now. "
Duque explained it to Jaina in detail.
The core of all remote control was the network.
Only when the network was stable and powerful enough could the control delay be lowered to an acceptable level. Duque first asked Solarian to place a Weave core near the Dark Portal in the Outer Realm. It could be seen as a magical version of a cell phone signal base station.
With this as the core, the Weave was laid out.
Since Draenor had already exploded, the Outer Realm was no longer a planet, but a half of the planet's crust that had lost its core and was suspended in the void.
Although there was still gravity and air on the surface of the planet because of its large mass, not only had the planet lost its master, but even the ordinary laws had begun to collapse. Thus, from time to time, islands could be seen floating in mid-air in the distance, or lightning energy scattered in all directions.
Duque had easily let the Weave invade Draenor, which also gave him a wake-up call: if he could do it so easily, the Burning Legion could also set a terrible trap for him by changing the laws of Draenor's world.
Of course, now that Duque had gone to a clone without self-awareness, no matter how he tricked it, he would not be able to trick Duque himself.
At this moment, Jaina was very curious about this new remote control system.
Intelligence was a very key quality for a Mage to grow.
"What are those two numbers that keep jumping up and down? FPS？ Ping? "Jaina pointed to the upper right corner of the projection screen.
When Duque saw this, he secretly stuck out his tongue, sweating in his heart.
He could only explain slowly, "FPS refers to the number of times the mirror image refreshes per second. For now, the maximum is 60. The higher the value, the better. The higher it is, the smoother it will be, and if it's low, the image will feel sluggish. Ping is the delay of what happens in Draenor being transmitted to us. The lower the delay, the better. If the delay is low, you'll get a response almost immediately when you give an order. If the delay is high, it'll be 200,300. You'll find that when you give an order, it'll take one or two seconds before there's a response. By then, the character will be finished. Oh, yes, the lowest delay is zero. "
"Oh, I see! Duque, I really admire you. Where did you get so many wonderful ideas? Did you get them from the Titans' relics? "
No, I'm a transmigrator.
If I wasn't careful, I'd accidentally brought things out of the game through the system genie.
On the surface, Duque had a better idea. "It has nothing to do with the Titans, okay? Who told your master to be the number one magic genius in Azeroth?! "
Very arrogant and asking for a beating.
But inspiration was the most mysterious thing.
Success was 1% inspiration and 99% sweat. This was true, but there was another sentence behind it — there were many people who were willing to pay 99% of the sweat, but very few people had that 1% inspiration.
In the face of Duque's arrogance, Jaina could only twist her slender waist seductively and roll her eyes at Duque.
Jaina was very smart. She quickly discovered that Duque's clone could be controlled through extremely simple operations.
With just a thought, Duque's clone could move forward, backward, left, and right.
It was even easier to release magic. For example, by pressing "Shortcut Key 1," the little person in the image could chant spells and start to release Frost Arrows.
"You can use your mind to directly control the whole process. Why do you use these?"
Duque put his arm around Jaina's waist. "I get tired of it sometimes! Maybe I'll ask the Elemental Emissary to help watch my character. "
Jaina was dumbfounded.
There was actually such a suffocating operation!?
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