This was not an ordinary freezing, but a perfect freezing with a goal, a plan, and a manipulation.
Not many people could understand what was happening.
The Elven Prince Kael 'thas, who was born with outstanding talent; the protagonist, Jaina, who had trained to the Radiant Moon Archmage level in just ten years, and Magna, who had guarded Azeroth for nearly a thousand years. Even these people, who could be said to be peerless geniuses in the history of Azeroth, could not understand the current situation.
They could not understand why the ice had the most perfect shape the moment it appeared.
If it was simply to completely freeze everything within one's field of vision, it would only prove the strength of the caster. Mortals could not imagine that such a huge sea could be completely frozen. However, this did not include the strongest mages and those who had once understood the miracle of Duque saving people with ice ships.
But now, not only was everything in sight covered in sparkling ice, but there was also a perfect design.
The pier!
The huge frozen pier stretched from the beach to the deep water area 100 meters away.
There were a total of 36!
The pier was wide enough for three carriages to run side by side on it without falling into the water.
The pier was not the kind that was so slippery that people would slip on it. Even if it was not covered with hay, there were already small bumps on the ice surface, and anyone would not lose their footing on it.
In the next moment, the ice between the pier suddenly exploded, revealing a wide waterway.
Not to mention the people and soldiers of Rotterdam who were watching this almost miraculous scene from afar, even the troubled mages and apprentices from Dalajan were dumbfounded after looking left and right like the ordinary people they had looked down on before. They opened their mouths wide and let out all sorts of dispirited sounds.
Duque's clear voice sounded. "These 36 piers are all designated for civilian use. Arrange for the ships to enter the port according to the predetermined categories. Jaina's ship will be docked at the five southernmost piers, the Marcus Merchant Guild will be docked at the 20 piers in the middle, and Kul Tiras will take the rest in the north. All ships will follow the current and enter the port from the south, and leave from the north. Evacuate the people in the first three days. Three days later, the Scarlet Cross Army and the mages will board the ship from the original North Stream Harbor. "
Then, Duque pointed at the coastline, and twelve lighthouses made of ice that were emitting arcana light rose from the bottom of the ocean and quickly stood on the surface of the ocean. On these thirty-meter-tall lighthouses, there were clear flags made of arcane energy. Not only did it guide the classification of the ships, but there were also huge arrows pointing out the direction in which the ships entered and left.
With these lighthouses, even in the middle of the night, they could complete the highly dangerous operation of reaching the shore at night.
"Along the docks, install guardrails, and night lights every ten yards." Kael 'thas, who had just walked to Duque's side, suddenly thought of something and waved his hand again.
This time, there were eighteen huge grooves that extended from the beach to the deep waters.
"It's a waste of my mana to keep the pier from melting. Mograine, arrange for the engineers to build a wooden dock in the ice trough. Make it sturdy enough to dock the largest warships. "
Mograine hurriedly replied, "Understood."
The most troublesome part of building a dock was the foundation. Of course, large stones could be dumped into the sea by filling in the sea, but if the dock was not steep enough, it would break the wooden hull. The best way to build a dock was to push large cubes of cement into the sea, then fix them in place, and finally repair them to form a passage to the deep waters.
However, regardless of whether it was a wooden or stone dock, the most important thing was to have a reliable foundation or piles.
How could it be easy to build piles in a place where the waves were surging?
No matter what era it was, it was a difficult task.
If the magic puppets of Dalajan or Karazhan were still here, they could spare no expense and let the puppets do the work. Using manpower to do it, it was not something that could be seen in ten days or half a month.
But now, Duque's ice trough blocked out the seawater. What was the difference between this and building a house on flat ground?
No one dared to believe what they were seeing.
"A miracle!"
Whether it was ordinary people or Mages, they were all praising Duque loudly. At the same time, they hoped that by deifying Duque, they could more or less ease the gap between them and Duque in their hearts.
This was no longer a mortal's method. If it was not a miracle, what was it?
Moreover, the Alliance had already lost to two countries, and the once strongest person, Antonidas, had become a great lich. People would instinctively seek psychological comfort.
Ah! It doesn't matter if we don't have Antonidas. We still have the legendary hero, Duke Marcus, right?
He's younger, more powerful, and more legendary.
The incomparably handsome Elven Prince Kael 'thas had obvious hesitation on his face. Anyone could see that he was fighting in his heart.
Anyone with a bit of common sense in magic would know that this method was far beyond the limits of a Radiant Moon Mage.
Although he did not want to admit it, Kael 'thas' rationality told him that Duque had already broken through that limit.
This was like the worst kind of joke.
He, Kael 'thas Sunstrider, had an unparalleled talent that could be said to come only once in a thousand years. He had the bloodline and personal guidance of Anastrian, one of the only two Breaking Dawn Mages in the world. He also had various secret cultivation methods of the Royal Family and the support of the most ideal helper in the world — the Sunwell.
Yet he had wasted thousands of years in front of the door to the Breaking Dawn realm without being able to enter.
Kael 'thas only felt incomparably ashamed.
This was the second time.
The first time was the rise of Antonidas.
Now, the second time was Duque.
Kael 'thas lowered his head deeply. He did not dare to meet Duque's gaze. His mouth squirmed for a long time before he finally squeezed out a sentence. "Lord Marcus, have you broken through to the Breaking Dawn realm?"
Duque replied faintly, "If you were asking about 'Lord Marcus', I wouldn't answer you. If you were asking about Duque, that would be a different matter. "
Kael 'thas was ashamed of his cowardice. He knew that Duque was reminding him. He suddenly felt enlightened. He raised his head, his green eyes staring straight at Duque's pupils that had returned to black. "Duque, if possible, I hope you can tell me the secret to breaking through to the Breaking Dawn realm."
Duque sighed. "As your friend, I can answer you. I'm not a true Breaking Dawn. At the same time, it's only because I have the same magic circuit as Antonidas that I have a huge advantage. If it weren't for the fact that the Scourge Army is too terrifying, I would feel ashamed. But now, I'm neither meritorious nor wrong. "
Kael 'thas immediately understood.
He suddenly smiled bitterly!
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