Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Just when the last magic swordsman left the hall and Aegwynn and Elisande started casting spells, the ghosts suddenly stopped attacking and retreated into the shadows, replaced by a physical elf riding on a leopard , two illusory ghosts followed behind her with a dagger and a staff respectively.

"Who are you? Why did you disturb the sleeping sisters of the Moon?"

Aristophanes maintained his spell while looking at the comer: the huntress had glowing eyes and was fully armed. The purple armor exuded magical aura, decorated with dark blue feathers, and two triple-edged darts were hung on the saddle. On both sides, the eyes of the giant leopards glowed blue, and their paws gently scratched the ground.

Elisande stepped forward at this time, bowed his head and performed a mage salute: "Respected ancestor, we have no intention of disturbing your sleep, just because a powerful enemy has been defeated by us, and its remaining body must be restored with the help of the goddess." The power can only be sealed, otherwise it will cause irreparable damage to this world."

At this time, the ghost holding the staff behind the huntress seemed to sense something. She had a vivid expression, and walked forward briskly, whispering something in her ear, as if she was alive.

"Moon Burial Priest, is your information credible?"

"In the name of Elune," the priest said gravely.

The huntress nodded slightly, and then looked at Elisande: "I know everything. Given the special situation, I won't pursue you for disturbing our slumber. Now retreat, the Temple of Elune naturally has us Believers guard!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Elune-Adore, may Elune be with you!" Elisande said, and Aegwynn and Aristophanes bowed their heads slightly to show their respect.

The great magister then turned to them and said, "Let's go, two!"

Then the three of them exited the hall under the watchful eyes of the Sisters of the Moon. With the sound of closing the door heavily, the temple fell into silence again.

"Captain Asa Moonstrike, are we going to let them go like this? That's unparalleled evil! Only we are afraid..." said the moon burial priestess.

"Calm down, priest, this is the Temple of Elune. We are the most loyal priests and guards of the goddess. It is not up to these juniors who use arcane spells to guard this temple." The huntress riding on the leopard said softly, " Don't you have the confidence to defend the goddess?"

There was a long silence in the hall.

"Well, it is time for us to return to our respective positions, Ande'thoras-ethil,

my sister. "

"Ishnu-, bless you, Captain."

On the other side, the Quel'dorei and Shal'dorei who exited the Temple of Elune have already arrived on the big ship, Talisa is carefully feeding Lor'themar with the recovery potion, and Sylvanas leans against the door to watch the excitement .

"Okay, Chief Arcanist, I'll do it myself." Lor'themar said somewhat cautiously.

Talisa stroked her silver hair, a slender purple arm reached out from under the rune-engraved cloak to take the empty potion bottle in Lor'themar's hand, her diamond-like eyes seemed even more brilliant in the dim light Touching: "Call me Thalyssar, Lor'themar."

"Uh, well, first... Talisa, this is just a flesh wound, I'm almost healed." Lor'themar avoided Talisa's fiery gaze, and then met Sylvanas' teasing His eyes shuddered.

"No, this is the ghost's arrow, how can it be compared with ordinary flesh wounds?" Talisa pursed her lips, "And if it wasn't for saving me, you wouldn't..."

"It's not like that, Talisa," Lor'themar ignored Sylvanas, "You did this to save me first, don't blame yourself, I should be the one thanking you."

Then he rolled over from the bed, and quickly put on his coat and cloak: "Okay, Talisa, let's go out, the Great Magister and Aristophanes should be back soon."

After finishing speaking, he bent over and jumped out of the room, as if some terrifying monster was chasing him.

Sylvanas looked at Lor'themar fleeing in a panic, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, Hill?"

"Ha, this is the first time I've seen Lor'themar look so embarrassed." Sylvanas turned around and looked at Talisa, blinking. "Come on, Talisa, I'm very optimistic about you!"

"..." The chief arcanist froze for a moment, and red clouds instantly covered her cheeks.

At this time, a noise came to their ears: "The great magister/lord is back!"

The two quickly packed up and walked onto the deck. At this time, Elisande, Aristophanes, and another mage wearing a hood were already standing by the side of the boat.

"It's time to start, Your Excellency the Great Magister, Your Excellency the Guardian." Aristophanes said softly.

Elisande nodded, she waved her hands, and the silver magic circle enveloped the entire temple, and then disappeared.

Aegwynn was not to be outdone. With the help of Aluneth, she condensed a large amount of magic power, and various purple enchantments appeared in various places on the island. However, all the elves on the ship saw her next operation, and their faces changed drastically.

"Okay, you guys get on the boat, I'm going to sink this island next."

Before he finished speaking, Aegwynn clasped Aluneth tightly with both hands, and chanted the spell aloud.

Elisande flashed onto the boat directly, and a huge purple shield covered the hull. All the other elves were lying on the side of the boat watching the trembling island and the gradually boiling sea water.

Aristophanes took out Ebon Chill and floated into the sky. In order to prevent the sinking island from affecting the surrounding sea again and to demonstrate his strength, he brandished Ebon Chill, a huge ring enchantment A flash of cold air appeared on the periphery of the island.

"Fall!" Aegwynn yelled angrily, and the whole island began to sink slowly. The elf mage also accelerated the output of magic power to stabilize the tide. Seeing this, Elisande summoned two purple magic circles at the bottom of the boat, The big boat left the sea.

Seeing the three great magisters in front of them fully firing, all the elves on the ship fell into complete silence.

"Talyssa, can you do this?" Sylvanas asked the chief arcanist beside him in a low voice.

"Are you kidding, Hill, a spell of this scale..." Talisa shook her head with a wry smile, "I don't even know how they practice it."

Cirvanas curled her lips: "You wouldn't say that if you knew how my brother lived."

Talisa stared blankly at the frozen sea and the temple gradually sinking underwater, her eyes flickering with longing.

Elisande was also not at peace. He thought that the time stop spell in the hall was enough to overwhelm the two of them, but he was instantly overwhelmed by their larger-scale spell.

Compared to the two in front of her, she just cast a spell to prop up the ship, which is obviously weaker than Aristophanes and the guardian, but at this time the island has basically sunk into the bottom of the sea, and there are only large and small whirlpools on the sea surface. White crushed ice, she will have to wait until next time to show her strength.

"Okay, Aristophanes, we have a chance to meet again." Aegwynn said goodbye to the elf mage floating in the air, took out Atiesh, transformed into a black raven and disappeared in the air in an instant.

Aristophanes shook his head slightly, canceled the spell, and landed on the purple Suramar ship.

"Let's go back, Your Excellency the Great Magister."

Elisande took a deep look at the mage in front of him, and then dropped the boat on the sea: "Okay, Lord Aristophanes. Let's go, Vandros!"

"Obey, Grand Magister!"