Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 "I'm back, Azeroth!"

　　 To the southwest of the Deadwind Path, a portal suddenly appeared, and a elven wizard with blond hair and blue eyes stepped out of it.

　　 "It's still a familiar environment!" Aristophane looked at the intact hidden defense enchantment and the strong arcane magic power, as well as the arcane crystals that grew on the ground, and nodded in satisfaction.

　　 However, when he looked out of the circle, his complexion changed greatly:

　　 The original lush woods have mostly disappeared, and the creatures living in the woods are also gone. With good eyesight, he can only see that except for the protection of the magic circle, the ecology of the whole upwind path has been greatly damaged.

　　 Aristophane quickly turned out the key to the magic circle, with a cross in one hand and a staff, and went out.

The upwind trail at this time is just like the game described in the previous life. The dim sky heralds the coming of a storm, the wind full of uncleanness and death screams in the canyon, the dead trees cast shadows with teeth and claws, the magic in the air The flow became more chaotic and evil.

　　 The elf frowned, and he was a little puzzled. According to the system, if the time ratio is five to one, Azeroth will not be too long for five years. Why does the Deadwind Path become like this?

　　 He opened the system interface and looked directly at the bottom:

　　------------------Timely information--------------

　　Excellent Staff Information Update: Kama Taj Battle Staff-Warlike, owner Natalia Arianovna.

　　 Anchor positioning surface 2 has been frozen (charged).

　　【Main Mission】: Investigate the abnormality of the Deadwind Trail.

　　 Looking at the sparkling [Main Mission], Aristophant clicked on it, and checked the mission description:

During the time you were away, the ecological environment of the Upwind Trail has undergone drastic changes, and most of the animals and plants have been directly destroyed. As a sensitive wizard, you smell some evil magic in the air. Investigate And solve the source of the problem, the reward is unknown.

　　 Looking at the headless task prompt, the elf took a deep breath, and then unconsciously absorbed a bit of the chaotic magic in the air, almost not being choked.

　　 "Ahem," After coughing twice, Aristophan frowned. How could he find the culprit of destruction in such a huge canyon?

　　 "Let me go back and clean up first, let me think about whether there is any reminder." Aristophan thought to himself, and then went back to the barrier.

　　 At this time, at the entrance of the Deadwind Path, a mage wearing a hood was standing there observing the surrounding environment.

"Does that devil live here? It really fits my usual bad impression of devil!" Looking at the harsh plant environment, the mage shook his head, and then clenched the wooden staff in the form of a raven in his hand for a while. Smoke flashed, and a black raven appeared where the mage was standing...

, And then fluttered his wings, and started along the path deep into the upwind path, trying to find, grasp and deal with the demon in the illusion.

　　 On the east side of the camp of Aristophanes, underground, in an unknown hidden magic hub.

　　 "I watched the destruction that I had caused with the great Uzarus. It was so brilliant. The land turned into a cemetery, and there was withering, decay and destruction everywhere—except for one place.

　　 The explosive energy contained in our rituals created a huge deep pit on the ground, in which supernatural powers were tossed, forming a magic hub. I know that I have created a source of strength even stronger than the sickle itself.

　　 I should inform Sargeras, but an inescapable thought stopped me.

　　Why did Sargeras get this power? Anyone besides me can maximize the power of the sickle? nobody. Uzarus understood this, and he begged me not to hand over our results.

　　 He told me that if we can master such a powerful force, we will be enough to challenge Sargeras. "

A tall figure with horns on his head, crimson skin, and green patterns on his body turned to the log he wrote before, then turned to the latest page, and started recording again, “The magic hub has been Si destructively absorbed the life energy to completely cover it, but the elven mage who didn’t know where came from shunted a ray of energy while I was sleeping, unforgivable! Tomorrow, tomorrow, I want him to know the necromancer Satai The greatness of Er and Usalus!"

Then he was looking at the horse trapped by the magic circle in front of him, holding up his weapon in his hand. It was a very weird large two-handed sickle, filled with weird green, and there was a place where the bottom of the blade touched the handle. The skull, and the back of the blade also extended two blades, forming a weird upper and lower jaw.

"Ha, my luck is really good. I just dealt with Uzarus’s problem and satisfied his thirst for life. You, the little mare that blocked Uzarus’s first step to devour, became Usar obediently. Luss’s ration!"

　　 The trapped creature looked restless, and a magic circle appeared on its head, forming a protective cover emitting blue light, resisting the invasion of the surrounding green energy.

"It looks like you have a connection with the elf mage who robbed me of my magical energy!" Satell seemed to say into the air, and then as if he had heard something again, he continued, "Okay, greedy guy, I know This doesn't suit your appetite, then leave it alone. When I finish writing today's log, I will kill the elf mage and let you have a good time."

Then Satyr turned his head to look at the horse trapped in the circle, and said to it: "But I can't let you go so easily. Just because I lack a mount, I will turn you into a fel warrior. Let me drive it!"

　　 After speaking, she activated the dark green circle under the horse's feet, the thick green fog around the horse...

Suddenly it became thicker and thicker, and then the blue energy shield that protected her could no longer withstand it. With the cracking sound, the green evil energy began to follow the five senses of the horse into its body. No matter how it jumped and avoided it, it couldn’t stop it. The invasion of energy.

　　 Accompanied by a painful neigh, it fell to the ground, a green tattoo looming on its body.

　　 "Transformation takes twelve hours to a day, so let it experience it slowly." As if angry at the resistance of the creatures in front of him, Satyr decided to lengthen its transformation time and let it experience the pain of fel invasion.

　　 At the moment when the horse energy shield shattered, Aristophanes, who was in meditation, suddenly woke up.

"Adelina?" He was surprised and delighted, and was surprised that his horse must be in danger, maybe it was the culprit that destroyed the Deadwind Path; the good news is that since he sensed the rupture of the circle, it must be Not far from yourself.

　　 Aristophane didn’t say anything, he packed up his equipment, brought all kinds of alchemy potions, cast various amplifying and protection spells on himself, picked up Okurta, and left the tent directly.

　　 He used the enchantment to amplify his perception, and quickly found the trace of the same source of magic that escaped when the magic circle was broken.

　　 "It's directly east of the camp." After Aristophane determined the direction, he set off without saying a word.

　　 At this time, the human mage who came after the demon also found the trace of Satyr.

"Is it here? The core of such a hidden mana hub is not super large-scale spellcasting. The general spell fluctuations are not detected at all. No wonder the Tirisfal Council can't find this demon." At this time, the raven has turned back into a human again. Looking at the dark hole in front of him, muttered to himself.

　　 "Huh? Someone is coming?" At this moment, the mage heard the movement behind him, turned around cautiously, and clenched the staff in his hand.

An elf mage with a white staff in hand emerged from the withered bushes. The elf mage was taken aback when he saw someone in front of him, but he was also on guard, but when he saw the raven method in his hand Zhang ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is obviously relieved.

　　 "Who are you? Why is there a staff of the guardian of the Tirisfal Council?" the wizard wizard asked first.

　　 "Aristophane Windrunner?" The human mage did not answer his question, but asked rhetorically.

　　 "I am Aristophane," the elf nodded, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know you, but I know that six years ago, an elf mage who belonged to Quel'Thalas entered the Deadwind Path, and then there was no news. Quel'Thalas and Stormwind both issued the reward for seeking." The human mage said, followed by a mage ceremony, "get to know, I am Scarville Baines, the new guardian of Tirisfal."

　　 Aristophanes replied: "Bal\', hello, traveler."

　　Scavill straightened up: "Then Elf Archmage, are you also here to find this demon?" #b...

br#　　 "Demon?" Aristophane was stunned, and then suddenly realized. Also, besides the evil energy, what power can exude this chaotic and evil smell?

　　 "You don't know?" Scarwell paused, "Then why are you here?"

　　 "The protection circle I attached to the mount was broken, and my magical perception guided me here."

　　 "Oh, that's the case." Scarwell nodded, "Then what are you going to do? Do you want to go down with me or?"

　　 "Of course I will go down with you." Aristophane said.

"Well, then I will go first, and you will follow me." Scarvell can feel that Aristophanes' strength is not weaker than that of Dalaran's Lords, and he is also very good against demons of unknown strength. Strong support.

　　 Then the two disappeared into the cave one after another.