Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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The location of the Deadwind Path and Karazhan Tower in the later generations has now become a huge construction site, with a large number of humans, dwarves, and elves shuttling through it, and countless tall arcane structures carrying all kinds of building materials.

"My lord, we will take the Alcandor Temple as the core, lay the foundations of various buildings, and then build two Type I mage towers according to your plan." At this time, a human craftsman was standing in front of the holy The elf mage outside the palace gate reported.

"Well done, Lori VanCleef, how is your father?"

"He lives in Stormwind City now, and his health is much better, but the pastor said that he can no longer participate in heavy physical labor because of working all year round."

"That's a pity," Aristophanes waved his hand after finishing speaking, signaling the human engineer in front of him to go back to work.

After looking at the construction site for a while, he found that the arcane structures that had just been put into use were very stable and there were no problems. The elf mage turned and returned to the rotunda at the foot of the mountain, which has now become his exclusive personal factory.

The elf mage unlocked the barrier and pushed the door and walked in. There were all kinds of extremely delicate structure parts, large and small, shining purple light, and an unfinished humanoid structure was placed on the shelf next to it.

At this time, Aurelia's voice came from outside: "Aristophanes, are you there?"

The elf mage let go of the barrier, and the travel-worn female ranger walked in. She picked up the water glass on the table and drank it, then turned to see Aristophanes holding the magic carving knife on the humanoid structure. Runes and magic circles are engraved on the body, and at the same time, he keeps picking up a short stick and releasing various enchanting spells on the places he has carved.

Alleria looked at the shining structure curiously, but the more she looked at it, the more she felt strange, "Are you sure this is a structure? Why do I look more and more like armor."

"Who told you this is a structure?" Aristophanes raised his head and looked at the humanoid structure in front of him, which was half a head taller than him. "You will know what it is when I finish it."

Seeing the elf mage playing charades, Alleria curled her lips, and then straightened her face: "Is there any news from the north recently?"

"Since the Fortress of the Farstriders was breached by the trolls, our magical connection with the fortress has been cut off. I am currently trying to reestablish contact with my family. But haven't the news from the north been coming lately?"

Alleria sighed: "Yes, but the news is not very clear,

Many even contradicted themselves. Some said that the Farstrider Fortress was broken by trolls again, some said that His Majesty Anasterian was furious and raised a mage army to destroy the Zul'Aman Fortress, and some said that Taranas, Hill Wanas and all the Rangers and Rangers died in the jungle. It is really difficult to distinguish the authenticity. "

Seeing this, Aristophanes stopped what he was doing, and turned to look at the elf ranger with a worried expression on his face: "Why don't I give you a vacation and you go back and have a look?"

Alleria shook her head: "Now is the critical moment for land reclamation. How can I leave? And there is some kind of unknown evil in the swamp. More than one farmer has told me that he feels something strange when he sleeps at night." What voices echoed in their minds, and accompanied by blood-red dreams, I suspect that some kind of evil is waking up."

Aristophanes couldn't sit still now, he put down the tool in his hand and stared at Aurelia: "When did it start?"

"It wasn't there when we first entered the swamp, but when we started to repair the land, these dreams first appeared in the minds of the elf farmers under Frewin. As we went deeper into the swamp, more and more elves began to be affected. Now Even our rangers are beginning to dream."

The elf mage was silent, thinking about something in his heart. 14 Novels

"Fortunately, these nightmares just let the land reclamation elves have a bad rest, and didn't have any real impact on our work." Alleria explained again.

"Okay, I understand, just wait a moment." Aristophanes walked to the back of the humanoid structure, where there was a small secret door, and he cast a spell to release the magic circle on the door, and Alleria came Seeing that the mage in front of him seemed to have passed through something, he blinked twice and disappeared.

After a while, the elf mage came out holding a silver-white cylinder about the thickness of an arm and the height of a person, engraved with runes.

"Aurelia, take this and activate it in the middle of the camp when you go back. It should ensure your rest."

Alleria took it over, and she looked it over. The column was not heavy, and her sky-blue eyes were reflected on the cold column, and a faint green gleam flowed from the gemstone at the top.

"Okay, but we have to solve this problem, otherwise I am worried that it will affect our land reclamation progress sooner or later."

"I've already made plans, so relax."

The female ranger nodded, turned and walked out. The elf mage turned around again and picked up the carving knife and enchanted staff to continue his unfinished work.

At the same time, in Quel'Thalas in the north, in the southern jungle of the Farstrider Hold, a small group of Farstrider rangers are sitting and resting in a clearing among the woodlands. Each of them looks tired, but no one speaks. , They are all silently recovering their physical strength.

"Captain Sylvanas, what should we do next?" A ranger suddenly asked, "According to Lord Taranas's order, we have completed the task, dispersed the trolls around the fortress, and temporarily guaranteed the kingdom's territory safety."

"Why, Deputy Captain Denise, those forest trolls slaughtered a large number of our compatriots, don't you want to avenge them?" Standing on the edge of the clearing, the female elf ranger captain came out from the shadow of the forest, with a hoarse voice and a rich voice. The murderous look sent chills down the spine of Denise who was facing her, "And Taranas's order is to drive and kill the trolls as much as possible, and take back our land. Our current location is just the starting point of the previous patrol, and we are only a short distance away from taking back the land." It's not even close."

"But the team members are exhausted, captain," Denise walked up to her and said word by word, "I understand the pain in your heart, but this pain can't help us take revenge, it can't replace us. to the resurrection of the dead..."

"Shut up, Denise! How dare you..." Cirvanas suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her by the collar, his eyes under the cloak were bloodshot.

"Courtinia, Hireria, Patricia, Natherie..." Denise stared at her captain while reading the names of the sacrificed rangers in the team, while Cirvanas looked at her from the beginning. The anger at the beginning gradually became weak, and finally lay on her shoulders and cried loudly, and the other elf rangers silently retreated away from here and into the jungle.

"Okay, Sylvanas, I know the pain in your heart, but now everyone has reached their limit, we must return to the fortress to rest." Denise comforted Sylvanas, and signaled the other rangers to clean up. Things are about to retreat, "After all, His Excellency Aristophanes Windrunner once warned us that a good commander must remain calm at all times. Now you need to rest and stabilize your emotions, instead of continuing to forcefully go deep into the jungle to hunt down trolls."

After crying, Cirvanas nodded, and she took off her cloak. Her eyes were dark because she hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and her smooth golden hair was also dull.

"What's more, we have already killed many troll hunters and priests, enough to make a mission to Lord Darkan."

"Heh, if it wasn't for him, we wouldn't have been ambushed, this guy..." Cirvanas gritted his teeth, "I'll make him and those hateful beasts pay the price sooner or later."

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