Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In the trial court, McGuire looked at the black figure at the door and stopped the spell in his hand. Although there are all kinds of constant temperature circles here, sweat the size of soybeans is still dripping from his forehead.

And Aristophanes stepped into the somewhat dim hall, and he saw Aurelia slumped on the chair at a glance.

In an instant, all the elves in the hall felt suffocated, the magic power in the air became extremely violent, and even the magic power in the body began to be out of control.

"Here you are, Aristophanes, they want..." Alleria said as she tried to stand up on the chair, but failed.

"I'm here, sister, don't worry, I'm here for everything." Aristophanes came to Aurelia's side, first took out a bottle of glistening yellow potion and fed her to drink, until her face turned rosy Finally, he summoned an arcane elemental creature, took out a somewhat weird saddle from the backpack and tied it to the elemental body, carefully picked up the female ranger and put her on it.

"You go back to the Far Traveler Square first, and leave the rest to me."

"Be careful, Aristophanes, we are still a royal family after all." Alleria said weakly.

The elf mage nodded, and then shot a magic circle into the body of the arcane elemental. The purple shield immediately surrounded them, and then the elemental creature turned and floated out the door, sprinkled some purple star spots.

All the elves watched Aurelia leave the hall helplessly, but there was nothing they could do.

"Presiding Judge Quincy, I have some questions to ask you." Aristophanes turned around with a palpitating red light in his eyes.

"Aristophanes Windrunner, this is the Tower of Judgment of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas! I am the 254th presiding judge, Quincy Dasseral!" The presiding judge struggled for a while and canceled The spell that covered his face revealed his own face and said loudly, "What do you want to do by releasing the suspect, Alleria Windrunner? To betray the kingdom?"

"Treason? Ha ha," Aristophanes raised his head and sneered, "Who allowed you to dare to talk to a master like this?"

He raised his hand, and all the elves felt the restless magic power in the air suddenly stop, but before they were happy, the elf mage in the middle of the field turned his hand, and a huge blue magic circle appeared in front of everyone above.

"Aristophanes, how dare you release spells in such a sacred hall!" Quincy Dasseral had just straightened out the magic power running wild in his body, when he saw the magic circle above his head start to flash and rotate, and lightning flashes began to appear. Scurrying on the circle.

"Didn't I learn this from you?" The elf mage wrinkled his nose, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "There are all kinds of foul-smelling spell remnants here,

Just let me clean it up for you, don't worry. "

The presiding judge felt his hairs start to stand up. He turned his head to look at the elves beside him, and found that a few strands of their drooping hair began to float upwards. His expression changed drastically. He ignored the reminder and quickly released the magic shield .

With a "crack", a bolt of lightning struck the chair next to Aristophanes, and then a rain of lightning fell from the sky, and screams came into the ears of the presiding judge.

Looking at the electric current hitting his own shield, the judge outside who fell on the ground twitching and howling, and a small group of elves hiding in the shield, Quincy swallowed, and looked at the center of the field in awe. Elven Mage.

Although Quincy himself is also a top-notch magister, and according to the successful experience of other elves, after completing this term and absorbing the magic power of the 300-year-old Sunwell in Silvermoon City, he will break through the current realm logically. Become a great magister, even in the mage kingdom of Quel'Thalas.

But looking at the elf in front of him now, he felt that he had lived on the lynx at home for more than two thousand years.

According to the data, the elf in front of me is not even a thousand years old, and has basically never stayed in Silvermoon City. It can be said that he has never bathed in the brilliance of the Sunwell, but it took him who knows how much shorter than all elves. Time early to become a great magister.

Quincy shook his head, throwing away the distracting thoughts in his mind, he hid in the magic shield and asked the elf loudly, "What do you want to do?".

Perhaps Aristophanes didn't hear him, or he didn't want to answer him at all, allowing the inquiry to be drowned in the crackling of electric current.

He increased the output of magic power, and Quincy watched helplessly as the lightning changed from the beginning to the white line connecting the ground and the magic circle. Under the control of Aristophanes, the white line "rolled" the standing elves one by one. Few elves' shields could survive the second lightning attack.

Soon all the elves in the field fell to the ground and groaned, and their bodies shook and twitched from time to time. Only Quincy and McGuire beside him were left facing the lightning and thunder that filled the hall.

Quincy is okay. McGuire is trembling at this moment, holding an extremely expensive-looking staff tightly with both hands. The eggshell-shaped purple arcane shield flickers on and off, as if it will disappear into the air in the next second. inside.

Just then, an elf in red armor and carrying a huge one-handed sword led a squad of spellbreakers into the hall.

"Your Excellency Aristophane Windrunner, please stop, I have brought a message from His Majesty the King." Quincy Dasseral recognized that it was Salorian Dawnseeker, took a long breath, and looked at himself No need to be struck by lightning.

The elf mage waved his hand upon hearing this, and the lightning stopped falling, but gradually merged above the magic circle at the top of the hall, mimicking it into a silver-white lightning phoenix.

"Salorian, catch him!" Suddenly McGuire shouted loudly, his expression flushed with excitement, "You also saw that this person intentionally attacked the court and let our suspect escape. See, he is the mastermind behind the attack on His Highness the Prince!"

Quincy almost yelled, and quickly moved away from the junior of the Dawnblade family. Salorian froze in place, and Aristophanes reacted faster. The phoenix made of lightning in the sky screamed upwards and rushed directly yelling McGuire.

Salorian's complexion changed drastically, and he jumped in front of McGuire with a sword in his hand and tried his best to block the phoenix's attack.

"Get out of the way, Salorian, you know why I am here." Aristophanes' voice echoed in the hall.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Aristophanes, but I'm sorry I can't obey." Salorian said firmly, "The message from His Majesty the King says..."

"I'll say it again, get out of the way!" Aristophanes simply held the magic sword at his waist and pointed at Salorian this time. The magic circle on the top began to rotate again, and the lightning began to gather again, mimicking, and this time it appeared Three lightning phoenixes hovered in the hall, putting enormous pressure on Salorian, Quincy and the others.

Salorian took a deep breath, held Quel'Delar with both hands, and then the lawbreakers he brought spread out and surrounded Aristophanes. Quincy also stood beside him, and took out the A slightly plain staff with an arcane crystal the size of a baby's head inlaid on the head of the staff, and McGuire stood on the other side of him with a proud expression.

"Please forgive me for being rude, Your Excellency Aristophanes, Spellbreakers, do it!" After Salorian finished speaking, the Spellbreakers immediately took out the rune stone carved with runes, smashed it hard on the ground, and then A thin gray barrier enveloped Aristophanes, only the three of Salorian were isolated.

Aristophanes manipulated the phoenix to rush towards the barrier, but the lightning was instantly swallowed by the gray barrier, and the magic energy was also disconnected from Aristophanes, three in a row. He frowned and looked at The enchantment looked at his left hand again, and then canceled the magic circle in the sky.

"This is the anti-magic barrier developed by Speaker Belovar based on Bandinor. Even the master himself can hardly get rid of its control. Stop your spells, Your Excellency Aristophanes." Salorian said The voice sounded at the right time, and the spellbreakers in the enchantment also took down their double-edged swords and shields and approached the elf in the middle of the field, "His Majesty the King has already understood the situation, and he will not take any action against you, as long as you Come with us to the Tower of Sunfury and explain everything."

"How can this work, he is the prisoner who attacked Prince Kael'thas..." McGuire stepped forward and said anxiously.

But Salorian turned his head and glared at him: "Shut up, no matter how dare you talk nonsense, no one can protect you!"

The judge's face turned red. He looked at Salorian and then at the elves in the barrier. Due to his power, he could only retreat behind Salorian.