Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Early the next morning, Alleria stood at the door of the house and shouted, "Vereesa, have you packed it?"

"It will be ready soon, big sister!"

After a while, the door in front of Alleria opened, and a slightly immature female elf appeared in front of her eyes.

"Let's go, everyone has arrived in the lobby."

In the hall on the first floor, the Creeveys and Aristophanes were already sitting on the sofa, drinking from teacups.

"Father, mother, Aristophanes, here we come." Two elves, one big and one small, came to them.

The elf mage raised his head, looked at the beautiful appearance of the two elves, one big and one small, and nodded with a smile.

"Now that everyone is ready, let's go!"

The main location of the festival is on Sunstrider Island in the northwest, where there is a huge statue of Dath'Remar, and it takes about two hours to drive there from the Windrunner's residence.

"Does it look good, Aristophanes?" On the carriage, Alleria showed Aristophanes her customized necklace.

The necklace itself is carefully carved using mithril, and three gemstones are inlaid at the bottom.

"That's it," Aristophanes joked. "It doesn't look like my craft."

Alleria rolled her eyes and ignored him, turned her head and whispered to Vereesa again.

At this time, Li Reza, who was sitting in the front of the carriage, turned her head and asked the elf mage, "Aristophanes, what is Cirvanas busy with? I wrote to ask her to come to this ceremony, but she didn't come."

"She has become the captain now, leading a group of rangers to run around in the woods every day. I think she enjoys it very much." Alleria said directly.

"So fast, I remember she has been working for less than a year?" Li Reza was a little surprised.

Aristophanes explained: "It's normal, after all, it's just a small team leader, and the Fortress of the Far Travelers itself is a new team, and it has just been expanded, so talented people will be promoted very quickly."

Everyone chatted and laughed, and quickly got out of the carriage, followed the flow of people on the road to the place where the ceremony was held, while Creevey and Li Reza kept saying hello to the familiar elves.

"Creevey, your seats are here." After arriving at the meeting place, they sat in the seats of the windrunners under the guidance of an elf guard.

Aristophanes raised his head and looked at the tall stone statue in front of him. The sunlight filtered by the Great Barrier dissipated the pain and shone gently on his face, making the elf mage feel drowsy for a while.

"Maybe I'm really thinking too much." Aristophanes closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose when he thought of his speculation last night.

At this moment, a pair of somewhat cold and slender hands rested on his temples, and at the same time, a scent of tranquilizing flowers entered his nostrils. Aristophanes opened his eyes, and his face was reflected in his sea-like eyes.

"Are you okay?" Alleria asked worriedly, while Creevey and Liresa stood in the distance talking with people from other families.

"It's okay, but I didn't rest well last night, and the effect of meditation was not very satisfactory, so I was a little sleepy." Aristophanes held Aurelia's hands and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him quietly.

"Then let's take a rest, anyway, it will be some time before the festival officially starts." Alleria said while sitting beside him.

The mage nodded, then closed his eyes again.

However, it didn't take long for Aristophanes to wake up under Alleria's soft call.

At this time, Anasteria had already led the members of the royal family and the members of the parliament to the venue. Without too much etiquette and nonsense, after a passionate speech in memory of the ancestors and looking forward to the future, he announced the The celebration officially begins.

"Aristophanes, let's go, let's go back to watch the carriage parade!" Alleria pulled up the elf mage sitting beside her, and quickly jumped into the carriage going back, leaving Vereesa with their parents.

After entering Silvermoon City, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down. The reason was that the elves living in Silvermoon City had already blocked the main road and couldn't wait to start celebrating.

Alleria pulled Aristophanes out of the carriage. She picked up two strange hats from a nearby booth and put them on their heads, then entered the crowd of people celebrating.

The laughter of the elves is everywhere, and there are various stalls on the side of the road, with all kinds of food and gadgets that can be taken for free.

"Come on, Aristophanes!" The two walked through the crowd to a fountain, where many elves sat and played in the water, and the square on the other side was full of juggling and amusing elves.

Seeing the unusually lively scene in front of her, Alleria became even more excited. She also cheered and joined the elves, looking left and right, while Aristophanes followed closely behind her.

In this way, the two wandered around the entire Silvermoon City, and did not show up at the Windrunner's residence until evening.

"Aristophanes, you are back." Creevey said with a smile, looking at the eldest daughter sleeping on the mage's back.

"Yes, father, so do you have any plans for the night?" Aristophanes lifted Aurelia, who was drunk and asleep, and asked his adoptive father.

"According to His Majesty's request, all councilors and alternate councilors in Silvermoon City must go to Quel'Danas Island tonight to give their oath speech under the light of the Sunwell, so I have something to do." Creevey smiled. Say, "Why, do you want to go? I can apply to His Majesty the King."

Aristophanes tilted his head and motioned him to look behind him: "No father, I have to take care of this drunk man."

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Anasterian and Belovar in full costume stood on the top floor of the Tower of Sunfury, watching the fading sun in the distance and the increasingly lively crowd in the city, counting the time.

At this time, an elf guard came up: "Your Majesty, master, the time is up, and the councilors and alternate councilors have arrived."

The two nodded, turned around, and walked down the top floor.

Dozens of elves were already standing in the hall on the first floor, and the one at the front was Fenrir Daywalker.

Anasterian glanced at the elf mage in front of him. Although he had the help of the Sunwell, he didn't feel anything abnormal from the mage in front of him.

"It's time, let's go!" Anasteria and Belovar cast spells at the same time, and two blue portals appeared in front of them. They entered the gate first, followed by other members of parliament.

What appeared in front of everyone was an extremely tall temple. In the center of the temple, there was a spring emitting sky-blue light, and at the same time streams of arcane energy gushed out of it like a tide.

Some weaker candidate councilors shook their bodies and were instantly intoxicated by the arcane energy. A sense of satisfaction and euphoria filled their hearts. An abnormal blush appeared on their faces, as if they were immersed in some dreams.

"Wake up!" Belovar's magical shout resounded through the temple, waking them up, and these elves felt some pain in their bodies. The arcane energy in their bodies had begun to be unconsciously absorbed by the strong arcane energy from the outside world Assimilate and overflow.

Anasteria went straight to the sky-blue Sun Well, looked at the magic well water through the blue light, counted the time, turned around and raised his arms and said to the members:

"Compatriots, this is the miracle of the arcane, the treasure of the kingdom, the power of the Well of Eternity, the source of our high elves' survival, the Sunwell!"

The councilors stared at the surging well water, eager to rush to drink it immediately.

"We have our glory again, and the Sunwell will bring it to us!"

Before the words fell, the councilors present suddenly felt the earth tremble, and the arcane energy in the air suddenly became irritable.

"What's going on?" Some congressmen who had just calmed down became anxious again.

Anasteria and Belovar appeased everyone, and led a group of congressmen out of the temple along the long passage, and found that the direction of Silvermoon City in the south suddenly burst into flames, and the enchantment in the sky suddenly appeared All kinds of huge holes, green meteorites and monsters with wings descended from the sky, and the screams spread everywhere, even reaching the ears of the councilors on the island of Quel'Danas.

"What's going on here?" His Majesty the King's face was ashen. He clearly arranged for Abbas and Salorian to keep an eye on the various places, but such a thing still happened. It is conceivable that Silver Moon is without a high-level spellcaster. The degree of chaos in the city at this time.

"Hahaha," a burst of laughter came from the crowd behind him, Anasteria immediately turned around to search for this figure, and the councilors also moved away from the laughing elf, clearing a path.

"Fenrir Daywalker! Did you mess this up?" Anasteria clenched the red one-handed sword Flaming Strike around his waist, staring at Fenrir Daywalker, while the other councilors Somewhat unbelievable.

"Hehe, Anasteria, Belovar, you're nothing more than that, you've been tricked by the little tricks given by some masters," Fenrir Daywalker glanced at the mages in front of him contemptuously. The blue light representing the arcane was completely replaced by the evil green light, "Master's servants, follow my command! Stop them, I will summon the master!"

I saw him standing at the end of the line wave his hand, and several councilors who had been drinking with him before howled in pain, and then his body began to grow taller and bigger, long horns grew on his head, and green lights ignited in his eye sockets. Fel energy, the white skin also began to crack and reveal green light to form strange runes, the feet turned into cracked hooves, and the hands turned into sharp claws.

"This is Satyr...the Burning Legion!" Belovar couldn't maintain his indifferent expression. As the speaker and the great arcanist of Silvermoon City, he knew the cause of the ancient war ten thousand years ago, and the conclusion The establishment of the world is also to prevent the tragedy of the Well of Eternity from repeating itself.

"Stop it, Fenrir, do you know what you've done? Are you crazy?" Belovar yelled.

The expression of the evil elf mage became more and more distorted. He controlled Satyr to rush into the mage group and began to slaughter, while he retreated into the temple: "The master has given me endless power, and I will do my best to repay my master ! And you are just the stepping stones of the master's new era!"

These tall satyrs howled in pain, waving their sharp claws and easily tore apart the bodies of the elf mages, and the rest shouted to stay away from here.

"Guards, assemble!" Following His Majesty's order, the team of lawbreakers who heard the movement in the distance hurried over and stopped the raging satyrs with difficulty.

"Damn it! If it weren't for me, I shouldn't have let Salorian lead the Spellbreaker team into Silvermoon City!" His Majesty the King heard the wailing in his ears and the raging Sartre in front of him, and pulled out his waist angrily. The flame strike, the arcane energy in the air quickly obeyed his command, gathered and transformed, and the huge fireball roared and flew towards the howling satyr in front of him.

Belovar made the same choice, and soon those satyrs burned like torches.

"Belovar, bring the official councilor with me, the Sunwell will never be defiled by demons!"

After speaking, Anasteria entered the passage first, and Belovar also clenched his staff tightly, and followed closely behind.