Azeroth's Grand Arcanist

Any time traveler with intelligence who travels through time and becomes a high elf mage will be able to avoid the natural disaster of the undead as long as it is not the time to open the moon within ten years. As we all know, puppets are so simple that even poor farmers can start composting them. In other words. If you travel to the Dark Portal 1,000 years ago. In 100 years, become a senior mage or master/hero. In 200 years, he gave birth to dozens of foreign short-born species, and he was upgraded by the way. For 300 years, eat, drink, have fun, collect offerings from descendants, accumulate resources, and upgrade at the same time. In 400 years, find a place and build a underground city/floating city/hidden fortress or something like that. In 500 years, build a puppet factory with an annual output of 1,000+ agricultural-level puppets, and a puppet factory with an annual output of 100+ gargoyle-level intermediate puppets. With 500 years left, you can eat, drink, have fun and upgrade at the same time. Then, when the undead natural disaster comes, pull out 500,000 agricultural-level puppets and 50,000 gargoyle-level puppets, and pile them up to kill all enemies. . . . In other time periods, there are countless ways to play, and you can play the role of filial son and grandson.

This is the beginning of the eldest brother and the virtuous brother. It's a bit uncomfortable.

Bad book, doesn't balance the power of thermal weapons well. Thermal weapons are so awesome, a race like the draenei that can immigrate to the interstellar world has long since become a celestial kingdom in the outer realm. The biggest taboo in writing a book is losing control of force, which results in endless self-justification. The story is no longer story-telling. Invincible writing is difficult to write. The characteristic of Azeroth's thermal weapons is that they are difficult to use at the low end and uncontrollable at the high end, unless they have Titan technology. Otherwise, all professions would have embraced guns long ago. A nation that has been at war all the time is unimaginably sensitive to weapons. Coupled with the fact that they are possessed of powerful demons, martial arts and gods, it would be hard to see the aborigines as fools.

The title of this book is clearly about the Grand Arcanist, but he has been engaged in engineering, as if technology crushes everything, but it is clear that Azeroth should be magic, and the protagonist is what he says, and the characters next to him will not object or have any objections. Everything he wants to do goes smoothly, and there is a lot of taken-for-granted feeling. The original heroic characters with superior IQs all lost their minds collectively, and they did not have the bravery and fearlessness of those heroes at all. And it feels overly mechanical.

I hope the protagonist is a real mage instead of just standing around and doing damage.

The author didn't even understand the most basic perspective of substitution. He wrote a bunch of supporting characters with a hammer and a stick, the plot is messy, the writing is chronicle-level, and the setting is that someone is trying to sell someone else's meat. After reading it, I can't even find a suitable adjective.

I regret not listening to others' advice, and now I am about to die because of the poison that has penetrated into my bones. Even the gods have no cure and no solution. I ask all book friends to weld my tombstone firmly on the cover of this book and engrave six blood-red epitaphs on it——Don't look! Don't look! Don't look!!!

The draenei is a gross star battleship. Without the star destroyer cannon, all politicians have low IQs. This is a game. If there is really a race that can fly a star battleship in reality, the orcs have been extinct for hundreds of years. There is still a race that can fly a star battleship. Personal force counts. Damn it! Kildan and Archimonde have been dead for thousands of years. If you really want to have a star battleship, you don't need any scientific literacy. Just install a propeller on a meteorite several hundred meters in size. The extinction of species on the planet is as simple as cooking a meal for a race that can drive a star battleship.

The writing is average, much worse than the working record in Stormwind City.

Another bad guy, isn't he an arcane master? Why are they all hot weapons?