Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 195 Selecting Rewards
The collection of the chief magister Talisa opened the eyes of Karl and his group. Talisa is a survivor of the earth-shattering war of the ancients 1 years ago. Her collections are naturally high-quality goods. The equipment that shone with various magical brilliance attracted attention.

The room is not big, only a dozen square meters, but the shelves are filled with all kinds of equipment and secret treasures, which makes Carl dazzled and dazzled.

Soon, Carol was attracted by a helmet. The style of the helmet was the dwarves' favorite bull horn shape. The whole helmet was angular, simple and thick. The most satisfying thing was that it was a piece of magic equipment. The helmet There is a defensive magic circle on the top, which can greatly increase the magic resistance in a short period of time after activation. Carol hugged the helmet in his arms and couldn't put it down.

"This is the posthumous work of a dwarf master. His last wish is to find a qualified owner for the helmet," Talisa explained with a smile, "You have great vision, young lad."

On the other hand, Black put a heavy one-handed heavy ax on top, with a magic-breaking enchantment attached to it, which is simply a murderous force for spellcasting professions. Soon he hung the battle ax on his waist and replaced the almost broken weapon. .

As for Cowley, he found a magic cloak, which can increase the stealth effect, with the mage armor 3 times a day, and the cleaning effect 3 times a week.

Galina and the night elf sisters each choose an enchanted scimitar.

Karl went around in the treasury and found that most of them are permanently enchanted magic equipment. A few staffs work well, but mages like him rely very little on staffs, and the legacy of Midas , the exquisite Jordan staff is enough to use, there is no need to replace new equipment.

While Carl was in distress, a voice came from behind: "Little guy, don't you want anything?"

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "Compared to these, I'm more interested in the scroll that records the magic of time."

"Hehehe, what a greedy little guy," Talisa smoothed her long silver-white hair with her fingers, and said with a smile, "Your tasks are not enough to support you to check such a powerful spell scroll."

"If you complete all the tasks, maybe I will turn a blind eye and grant your wish!"

The light of the secret candle flickered slightly, and there was a slight crackling sound from the rough wick. Under the dim candlelight, the figures in the room shook slightly.

This is a very small room, an old wooden table, a candle and a few empty wine bottles on the table are all the decorations in the room, a few drunk male guards of the Nightborne are crooked On one side, there was a loud snoring.

The figure moved again, and there were five people. From the curve of the figure, it could be seen that they were four women and one man.

"These wastes can actually drink too much by themselves, which saves us a lot of trouble," said a woman's voice.

"Get rid of them," the man's deep voice came from under the hood.

"Yes!" There was a uniform voice, and then four gleaming daggers appeared out of thin air, drawing a deep bloodstain on the necks of several guards, and the guards lost their lives in their deep sleep. Sent to heaven.

The man pulled down the hood on his head, revealing a deep face, his eyes focused on the front of him, as if he was looking for something, it was the high elf mage Karl.

A woman walked to the corner of the hut, and after fiddled with the wall for a while, there was a "click" sound on the wall of the room, and the wall receded to both sides, revealing an upward passage.

"Mr. Carl, we can only send you here. Only spellcasters can enter, so I'll leave it to you," the woman chuckled.

"Mr. Mage, pay attention to safety. In addition to some mercenaries, there are also some nobles and ferocious monsters guarding here," another woman added, "This mission will be even more difficult than the last mission, please You must be careful."

Karl nodded, "Stay here and don't let anyone who has nothing to do with you come in."

After speaking, he looked around, pulled up his hood, and slowly walked into the dark passage.

The passage is a spiral staircase, with dark walls on both sides, endless darkness above and below, a passage spiraling up, as if there is no end.

The ruler of Suramar City is the great magister Elisande who owns the huge energy of the Nightwell. As the ruler of the Nightborne, she has a reputation, wealth and power that others can hardly match. The light is shrouded in shadows, covering the entire city from top to bottom. The struggle of the nobles has reached the point of being everywhere, and several huge camps are deciding the future fate of the Nightborne.

"Finding the lost time scroll should have nothing to do with you," Carl put down the parchment in his hand, which was filled with time scrolls and information on the nobles of Suramar. He raised his head and asked the woman in front of him helplessly— — Chief Magister Talisa.

"Hehehe! Yes, why not? On the surface, it seems that an important spell scroll is lost, and it seems that it has little impact on the situation in Suramar. In fact, the whole city is undercurrents, and no one can be alone," Talisa tidied her nails and said seriously.

"So as long as we get the time scroll, will this mission be completed?" He asked again.

Talisa shook her finger and said with a smile: "No, I can tell you the secrets of a few stone slabs after you complete this task, but I won't help you pass through the teleportation array and reach Mader earlier than those humans." The location of the laboratory."

Cowley suddenly turned pale, touched his pocket blindly, and then gritted his teeth fiercely. This is the third time, "Kate! Damn girl! Give me back my dagger!"

"Okay, okay," Kate's figure emerged from the shadows, returning Cowley's dagger to him, "I'm just curious, I've finished reading it, and now I'll return it to you."

Talisa narrowed her eyes, looked at the two live treasures in front of her with a smile, and continued: "They are really impatient little guys. Let me introduce the main target of this time to you first."

"First of all," she continued, "the power behind Bonnie Gavin is manipulated by the Duke of Marvey and the Marquis of Rogers, but they are not the main target, they are just small players. I can tell you clearly that this incident directly points to The highest power center in Suramar City, the core ruling force."

"So, are you going to have a fight?" Carol's eyes were red as he drank from the barrel, and when he heard Talisa's words, his eyes rounded and he asked angrily.

(End of this chapter)