Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

After confirming the efficacy of the Arcandor fruit, Aristophanes let all the rangers take the fruit for a round first, and then the mage apprentices.

Soon Suramar also got the news. At this time, Talisa, who had become the chief arcanist, was very excited. She directly asked the great magister Elisande to go to Li Numoville, and wanted to see it with her own eyes. A gift from an ancient mage.

Elisande stood in front of the purple beam of energy gushing out, and after listening to Talisa's request, she didn't take it seriously, but asked her another question: "Talisa, my chief arcanist, what do you think of Quill? Salas?"

Looking at the Grand Magister floating in the air and reaching out to adjust the magic power of the Nightwell, Talyssar thought for a while and said cautiously: "Dath'Remar Sunstrider is a great elf, and the brilliance of the Sunwell is comparable to that of the Nightwell. The country of Eldore is thriving, and the people there live and work in peace."

Elisande seemed dissatisfied with her statement, stopped casting spells, turned around, and about three purple shadows suddenly rushed out from the Nightwell behind them, and merged with Elisande, Talisa knew This is the Grand Magister's signature time spell.

She paused, then slowly landed in front of Talisa from the air, her purple eyes staring at the Arcanist in front of her: "I have also been to Quel'Thalas, so don't talk about these routines, you should know What do I want to ask."

There was a long silence in the hall.

"Great Magister, I..."

"Okay, I understand." Elisande shook his head, "You go, and by the way, see if we can conduct research and cooperation with the mage of the Windrunner's family on Alcandor."

Upon hearing this, Talisa bowed her head and exited the room. She didn't notice that Alisande's palms were full of sweat at this time.

The great magister then looked up at the energy of the Nightwell that kept flowing, and what he thought about was the scene of the future that he had just glimpsed, a trace of panic and fear flashed across his face: the blue battleships covering the sky and the green The warships bombarded each other, and the purple "demon" fought desperately with various human-shaped machines. She floated over and found that there were elves, humans, dwarves, and some races she couldn't recognize sitting in the machines. They were dressed in the same uniform. With a ferocious face, shouting "For Azeroth", waving the weapons in his hand and rushing forward to the void in front of him.

A few armored dragons descended from the sky, followed by a huge blue-purple monster, and the two kept fighting. In the distance, there were several elf mages standing on a high platform. Floating in the "tangram" battle outside the enchantment of the high platform.

After one of the core mages smashed an enemy in front of him, he seemed to find Elisande who was watching from a distance. He turned his head to look at her, opened his mouth, and all the moving things around him stopped immediately.

At the same time, a thick voice came to her ears: "This is not where you came from, go back, great magister." Then she was kicked out of that timeline.

"This is just a possibility in the future." Elisande closed his eyes and calmed down his thoughts, the fear on his face was gone, "With the Eye of Aman'Thul, I can definitely find it for the Nightborne." A perfect path!"

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About half a month later, Talisa led a man, a woman, and two Nightborne entourages to Stormwind City by boat. After some small twists and turns, they used magic to cover up their appearance, and then took the road to the Deadwind Path. carriage.

Along the way, they looked around curiously, and a large number of human carriages walked with them. There were humans and dwarves on them.

"Aruin, how's the situation?"

A male human with a leather armor and a hood leaped vigorously onto the moving carriage, sat beside Talisa, and said in a low voice: "Chief Magister, they are all hired to go to Deadwind Pass, It's the so-called Le Neumerville who works."

"Where is life..." Talisa whispered to herself.

At this time, the female human sitting on the other side handed Talisa a long-necked glass bottle. The chief magister reacted and handed it to the male elf wearing a hood: "Thank you for your hard work, Aluin, drink some magic wine Take a break."

The male human was also polite. He looked around, unscrewed the stopper and took a big sip: "Phew, the familiar taste."

At this moment, Talisa had turned her head and asked the groom, "Toby, how long will it take us to arrive?"

The human groom raised his whip and made no sound: "My lord, it will take about three to four days for us to pass through the forest and reach the mountain pass of the Deadwind Path. Don't worry, old Toby will definitely take the three of you to your destination safely. land."

The facts were exactly as what old Toby said. At about noon on the third day, the group of them passed through Elwynn Forest, turned at a triangular intersection, and then walked for about a day before arriving at the entrance of Deadwind Path. Old Toby It didn't feel like much, but the three of Talisa immediately felt that the arcane magic power in the air was very fresh and full of vitality.

They walked along the road, which became wider and wider as they walked. The narrow mountain road has been widened enough for three to four carriages to walk side by side. A large number of humans, dwarves, and some elf mage apprentices began to appear on the roadside. Follow the road into the mountain peak to the north, and at the same time a loud noise came from there.

The three of them winked, jumped out of Toby's carriage, paid the fare, and followed behind those mage apprentices.

But before they had gone far, they were stopped by a hooded elf ranger.

"Where's your work permit?"

"Work permit?" The three looked at each other, and Aruin asked, "What is that?"

"This is the certificate issued to us by the lord." The elf ranger took out a piece of paper, and the purple magic circle shimmered, and it was written: "Simmonis Morrowind, belonging to the third ranger team of the Farstrider , from Jinwu Village." At the same time, a small moving portrait appeared in the upper right corner.

"Oh, what are you talking about..." Aruin signaled Talisa with his eyes while laughing. The chief arcanist understood, and walked directly in front of the ranger. A white light flashed in his hand, and the ranger suddenly felt his brain Drowsy, the three of them were allowed to cross the inspection line and mix into the human craftsmen.

After turning around the foot of two mountains with the team, a shocking scene appeared in front of them: the path that was supposed to be surrounded by mountains has now turned into a huge construction site, and more than a dozen elf mages mixed with humans and In the mixed team of dwarves, they kept opening up the canyon under their feet, and at the same time, some strange mechanical creations were constantly transporting gravel and soil.

"What are they doing?" the female Nightborne asked Talisa.

The chief arcanist didn't answer. He looked up and looked around, and found a floating platform that looked like it was made by magic extending from the mountain on the west side, and there were several figures standing on it.

"Don't move!" Suddenly, more than a dozen rangers sprang out from the surrounding mountains, holding various long-range weapons and pointing at the three of Talisa. Lu Yin's back was soaked immediately, and he directly blocked Talisa's body, took out two purple daggers and stared at the surroundings.

At this time, the people on the high platform in the distance seemed to have seen what happened here, and slowly descended from the high place, and then flew in front of them along the mountain wall. Only then did Talisa and the others realize that the high platform was actually a similar A magic creation like a disc.

"What's wrong, Lor'themar?"

"Aristophanes, someone has broken in." A ranger jumped onto the disk and pointed at the three of Talisa. "They used magic to hide Simonis, but they were discovered by our secret sentry."

The elf mage stood on the disc and looked at the two women and one man surrounded in the middle, shook his head and said to Lor'themar Theron: "Stand back, Lor'themar, if they really want to do something, you can't stop it at all." Live, right, Miss Talisa from Suramar?"

"Aristophanes, you are still so perceptive." Seeing that the disguise was recognized, Talisa simply canceled the phantoms on the three of them, and the three purple and tall Shaldorei appeared in front of everyone.