Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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At the gate of Grim Batol, the elf ranger who had just cleaned up the shadows with the dwarf warrior was sitting and resting.

"Captain, can we clean up like this?"

"It's hard," Hawksbill stared at the deep doorway with his golden eyes, recalling the scene he had seen in the doorway before: although there were burning torches everywhere, the empty tunnels and various halls They all look gloomy and weird, once they concentrate, they will hear whispers everywhere, and once they are a little negligent, monsters coming out of the shadows will attack them regardless.

Although the holy light has a very strong restraint on those monsters, the whole fortress is full of shadows and therefore full of danger.

At this moment, the positioning crystal on his waist suddenly lit up. Hawksbill immediately took it off and put it on the ground. The arcane magic power gradually gathered, and a portal appeared in front of them.

"My lord!" Hawksbill and the other rangers looked at the people who came and bowed. The elf mage came out and closed the door, then waved at them, "How's the situation, Hawksbill?"

The Ranger of the Holy Light shook his head: "Very bad, Aristophanes, I think you may need to go inside and see for yourself, and then communicate with those Wildhammer dwarves, maybe this problem can be solved."

"You are here, Aristophanes!" Kurdran Wildhammer walked out of the central tent and shouted loudly after seeing the elf mage. Muradin, who was resting on the other side, also stood up and walked towards the elves.

Kurdran exchanged pleasantries with him, and then led Aristophanes to meet Prince Caderos, Lord Falstad and others.

"Are you Aristophanes Windrunner? The archmage who established a territory in the southernmost part of the mainland?"

"Good day, Prince Caderos," said Aristophanes, looking at the leading dwarf before him.

"Okay, enough nonsense, do you have any idea about this curse?"

"I have to take a closer look to judge. According to the information Kurdran gave me, the witch queen released a huge curse before she died, which had an irreversible impact on the entire fortress. In my arcane vision , Huge energies are continuously protruding from Grim Batol's main gate, and the whispers you hear are that they are at work."

Aristophanes raised his head while talking, his purple eyes glowed with blue light, and through the top of the tent he saw a huge purple magic circle slowly turning above the fortress, and purple energy rain fell from the sky,

Tentacles, large and small, emerge from various rock crevices, looking eerie and weird.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Tomorrow I... no, I'll go in and take a look later," the elf mage suddenly raised his eyebrows and changed his words.

"Do you need us to go with you, my lord?"

"No, Hawksbill, you stay here and have a good rest." Then he turned his head to look at Cardross, "Your Highness, I think you don't mind my actions?"

"This..." Caderos thought about the situation in the middle of the country, "You really don't need our people to lead you the way?"

"No, Prince Caderos, if you are really worried, you can ask Kurdran to come with me."

"Yes, Kurdran!"

"I am here, Prince!"

"Go to the logistics department to get a new suit of armor, and sharpen your ax by the way, and go to Grim Batol with this archmage!"

Soon the dwarves and elf mages walked through the gate, and the hollowed-out mountain appeared in front of Aristophanes after bypassing the dark doorway.

"How is it? Isn't our fortress pretty good?" Kurdran Wildhammer asked proudly as he watched Aristophanes keep looking at the patterns on the buildings on both sides.

"It is indeed a different style, and the architectural style of the copperbeard dwarves in my territory is also different."

"Of course, our Wildhammers are the best master builders. The Bronzebeards may be as powerful as us in combat, but they are absolutely inferior to us in terms of construction!"

Aristophanes did not answer, but came to the central channel where the magma was flowing, and the billowing heat wave hit his face, and he took two steps back in an instant.

"There is also such a river of lava in Ironforge, and there is a huge forge in the center. We use this heat to smelt ore and create weapons."

"A very creative idea," Aristophanes looked up at this time, blue and purple lights in his eyes flickered alternately, and the monsters that were about to move in the shadows seemed to sense something and retreated quietly.

"What's going on? Why isn't that whispering gone?"

"I think I know what's going on, come with me, Kurdran."

The elf mage walked straight into the depths of the fortress, Kurdran following him, the shadows cast by the firelight behind them gnawed and clawed, but neither of them paid attention.

Soon they arrived at the end of the central passage, where stood a huge dark purple monster, holding a dagger that did not match his figure in its hand.

"Oh my god, what kind of monster is that?!" Kurdran's eyes widened. "There wasn't one when we were here last time!"

"Ywaqgagqam, lwhukh'iwnahu! (They will return and devour everything in the world!)" the monster suddenly said, the strange, strange and piercing voice made Kurdran's mind confused, and his face showed a look of fear, "Clang" With a sound, his weapon fell to the ground, and he rolled back and forth.

Aristophanes took out a crystal and put it on the ground, a purple spherical shield instantly expanded, enveloping the dwarves and elves in it, then Kurdran fainted on the ground, the elf mage stood up and faced the monster in front of him: " Enough, Xal'atath, what the hell are you doing!"

"Ah, little mage, you're here." The monster's tone suddenly changed, and the rough and gloomy male voice instantly turned into a lazy female voice, "It seems that the dwarf mage's curse is still not strong enough!"

"Sure enough, you tempted Modgud." Aristophanes looked at the monster in front of him, and to be precise, it was the dagger in its hand. "How about that dwarf named Soderson?"

"If you go to the furnace of the Dark Iron Dwarf, maybe you can find some of his ashes," Xalatath's eyes moved, "Ha, you know, Aristophanes, these mortals made by titans can How fragile! I didn’t do anything, I just showed the guy named Soderson two pictures, his fragile heart was invaded by me, and I couldn’t wait to fall into the embrace of the shadow!”

"You underestimate your power too, Xal'atath!"

"Underestimate? No, no, no, Aristophanes, I have already discovered that you are the only one in the whole world who seems to be weird," the female voice was lazy and light, "Whether it is those new apprentices or the so-called powerful 'Witch Queen' ', I can always easily provoke their minds, but you, we have been together for so many years, you have not been caught by me, if you let a few of them know..."

Xalatas's voice became lower and lower, and the elf mage asked directly: "Know what?"

"Ha, it's nothing, Aristophanes, I am more and more interested in you now! Come on, defeat this faceless man, and I will return to your embrace and be used by you! What knowledge, the positions of those stars , I will tell you without hesitation!"

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