Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 The next day, Aristophanes got up early and packed up the casting substrate and various energy storage crystals left over from yesterday's casting.

　　 But there are a few green energy storage crystals that make him a little headache, these crystals have absorbed the fel energy of Adelina's body to turn green, and the energy purity is extremely high.

　　 After thinking about it, he put them away. Even if there is no way to study, they can be made into disposable bombs!

　　 At this time Scarville also got out of the tent, holding an apple in his hand, and asked as he ate, "Aristophanes, what are you going to do next?"

　　 "Me?" Aristophanes thought for a while, "I'm not sure yet, maybe go home first?"

　　 "Um..." Scarville hesitated, as if to say something.

"What's the matter, Scarvell?" Aristophane carefully carved the sealing circle on the few fel crystals. After putting it in a separate space backpack, he saw Scarvell who was awkward and curious. Asked.

"Well, can you come to the Council of Tirisfal with me?" Scarville said, "We need to do a detailed study and record of Usalus Deadwind Reaper to ensure that it will not be recruited again. The covet of the great devil. Of course, we will provide you with enough rewards."

　　 After finishing talking, Scarvell looked nervously at the elf mage in front of him. If he didn't want to, he might have to take some special measures.

　　 Aristophanes thought for a while and agreed simply, which surprised Scarwell.

"No surprise, Scarwell," Aristophan said, "I also want to use the power of the Council of Tirisfal to find something. And in fact, this sickle is not very suitable for me. If you have A better candidate, I can hand it over."

"That's why I asked you to take it with me. You must know that even I can hardly resist the whispers of Uzarus. As for the other mages," Scarvell shook his head with a wry smile, "They are even more It's impossible."

　　 Aristophanes looked at the Uzarus Reaper who was suspended by his side: "That's what you said. Okay, I will leave when I finish packing."

　　 Scarville nodded.

　　 It was noon soon, and Aristophanes had finished packing. He did not revoke the enchantment of this camp, but used spells to strengthen it, hoping to preserve a little vitality of life and order for the troubled upwind trail.

　　 "Adelina!" Aristophane stood with Scarvell, and he shouted towards the sky.

　　 After a while, a huge blue figure flew over from a distance. It appeared from time to time and stopped lightly in front of them.

　　 "No matter how many times I see it, I still have to sigh its beauty." Scarwell sighed.

　　 "Let's go, do you fly by yourself or?" Aristophane led Uthalus and jumped onto Adelina's back.

　　Scavill did not answer, but turned into a black raven, flapping its wings and saying, "Let's go!"

　　 After flapping her wings and flying into the sky, Adelina neighed and slapped her wings for a short run up to the sky, and quickly disappeared into the sky with the raven.

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　　 Tirisfal Woodland, Spider Canyon.

　　 A few wizards with hoods suddenly appeared in the woods, and then entered a hidden magical enchantment with a marble temple hidden inside, and then they sat around a table.

"Master Aianis, we received news from Magna last night." A mage could not wait to take off his hood as soon as he sat down. It was a human, but the pale hair and the fishtails at the corners of the eyes all proved what was in front of him. The human mage has entered his old age.

　　 "Really? What did Scarvell say?" The same old elf took off his hood and asked by the way.

　　 "He has found and eliminated the demon in the illusion, but he has some accidents with that evil weapon."

　　 "Daniel, what's the accident?" asked a human white-haired necromancer wearing a robes.

"Master Merrill, according to the rumors, when dealing with the Eredar mage named Satell, he accepted the help of an elf, to be precise, a half-elf mage like Alodi. The mage resisted the whisper of the artifact and manipulated it to consume the soul of the Eredar."

　　 Meryl Evil Wind was expressionless, and he continued to speak: "So that means this artifact has already recognized him as its master?"

　　 "I'm afraid it is, Master," said the old human mage, "and more importantly, Scarvell tried to approach the artifact, but was pushed back by the murmur of the dreadlord's soul inside."

　　 "What's the name of that wizard wizard?" Aianis asked.

　　 "Aristophane Windrunner."

　　 "From the Windrunner's house?" The old elf widened his eyes. "They can also have a mage?"

"According to the news we got, this half-elf was a teacher of Belovar, but their relationship was not good. After refusing to be drawn by the Speaker, Aristophanes went to the south side of Lake Elendal by himself and established Farstrider The fortress, and contributed a lot to the attack of the Amani trolls invading Quel'Thalas twenty years ago.

　　 About seven years ago, he left the kingdom of the elves and went to the human settlement. Six years ago, he left Stormwind and entered the Deadwind Path to lose news. "

　　 The archmage named Daniel said a lot of words: "According to speculation, he should have used the chaotic space power of the Deadwind Path to go to other worlds and only recently returned."

　　 "I have heard of him," said Meryl Evilwind, "he is still Thoradin's heir."

　　 "Scarville also said in the letter a very important news, that is, this wizard named Aristophane said that he can give us the artifact, as long as a suitable person can be found."

　　 Everyone was silent for a while, they didn't expect that there would be a magical tool that the wizard would give up.

　　 "What are his conditions?" Merrill Evil Wind asked.

　　 "Scavill didn't say it, but looking at what he meant, it seemed that he hadn't thought about it yet."

　　 "Then let's wait."

　　 With the help of Adelina, Aristophanes and Scarvell flew over the entire continent in just one week and reached the Spider Canyon on the east side of Tirisfal Glades.

"The oldest guardian temple is below, let's go down, Aristophanes, the archmages of the council are already waiting for you." After the flying raven confirmed its downward direction, it turned to the elf next to it. The mage said.

　　 Aristophane, who was sitting on Adelina's back, nodded, then patted the giant beast that was straddling, and they followed the raven and flew down.

After passing through an enchantment, they saw a white domed stone temple. It was hidden in the woods. There was no road around it. There was only a small courtyard in front. Aristophanes observed that he had stood there. Some wizards holding various staffs.

　　 Led by Scarwell, Adelina carried Aristophane and landed in the middle of the courtyard.

"I'm back." Scarvell, who was transformed into a human form, said to the wizards in front of him, and then pointed to Aristophanes who came off Adelina's back, "This is Aristophanes and I am also The letter described it as the master of the Reaper against the Wind."

　　 "I have seen all the masters." Aristophanes saluted.

The wizards on the opposite side also took off their hoods. First, they looked at Uthalus who was on his back, and then returned the gift. Among them, Meryl Evil Wind took the lead to speak: "Half Elf Mage, welcome to the Guardian Temple, we have been waiting for a long time, let's go."

　　 Soon they came to the domed stone temple, where the meeting was ready, and everyone sat down.

　　 Scarvell looked around and spoke first: "You must already know the reason why we are here, Aristophanes, please."

　　 The half-elf mage nodded, and then casually put the sickle he was carrying on the table, and let the mage present to check.

　　 Except for Meryl Evil Wind, the other wizards couldn't wait to get up and approach it, trying to study it at close range.

　　 However, after leaving Aristophanes, Ucharus, the Headwind Reaper, immediately released his power, and the strong chaotic magic power spread from its blade, allowing the sickle to float on the table out of thin air.

　　The wizards who approached turned pale because of this magical power. Only then did they know why the Eredar wizard could destroy the ecological environment of the Deadwind Path on their own.

　　 "Such an evil whisper! How did he do it?" Meryl Evil Wind was also a little shocked by Uthalus' horror.

　　 "That's why I brought him here," Scarville was prepared for a long time, so he was not affected. "He has a spell that can block his brain, so he can cut off this bewitching sound."

　　 and the other Tirisfal council mages were even more unbearable, standing still trying their best to resist Uzarus's voice, dripping cold sweat on their foreheads.

　　 "Well, Aristophanes, put it away." Scarville said suddenly.

Aristophanes stretched out his hand to hold its handle in the shocked gazes of these mages, and then the escaping chaotic magic power was collected, and the sickle returned to its ordinary appearance, although its appearance was still hideous. But it didn't exude the palpitating magic like just now.

　　 "How did you avoid it?" When Aristophanes put away the sickle, the human mage Daniel asked directly.

　　 Meryl Evil Wind did not wait for Aristophanes to open his mouth, and directly replied: "Obviously, Uthalus recognizes him as his master.

　　 Everyone fell silent for a while, they didn't know what to say.

　　 "Well, you also know the situation of Ucharus, Aristophanes, tell me your opinion." Scarville said at this time.

　　The wizard mage held Uthalus and looked around and said, "I can hand over this weapon for you to research and seal, but the Council of Tirisfal must exchange something that attracts me."

　　 Scarvell and Meryl Evil Wind glanced at each other, then nodded and said, "Aristophanes, I can promise you this. Besides, do you want to join us?"

　　 "Are you talking about the Council of Tirisfal?"

"Yes, you also know our responsibilities, and our first guardian Alodi is also a half-elf mage, presumably you have also heard of his name. I am very optimistic about you, and hope you can protect Ai Xerath contributes his own strength."

　　 Aristophanes thought for a while, and said, "Can you make me think about it?"

Scarvell nodded: "You don't have to make a decision in such a hurry. You can tell me your answer at any time while you are here. Okay, let's end the meeting, Master Aianis, please lead Ali. Stoffen has gone to live."

　　 The old elven mage nodded, and then led Aristophane out of here, and the other mage followed them and scattered around.

　　 At night, the guardian’s private library.

"Ebony, Ebony, ah, I found it!" Scavwell, wearing a linen robe, flipped through the messy pile of books to a very delicate thick book, with a blue-lighted staff logo on the cover. It says "Alodi's Ebony Chill".

　　 He patted the dust on it, opened the thick pages of the book, and found a paragraph, whispering it under the purple light of the arcane crystal:

　　" Alodi decided to pass the cold of Ebony to one of his learned apprentices when he was close to completing his hundred-year guardian duties.

　　 He did not choose the strongest.

　　 For Alodi, the most important quality is to be able to compare the heart to the heart, act resourceful, and have a sense of robe.

　　 After careful consideration, he entrusted his scepter to an apprentice who can best embody these qualities.

　　 Then, the tradition of the cold of Ebony in the master and apprentice began and lasted for thousands of years. "

After reading this passage, Scarvell saw the ebony cold floating on the base of the library wall. Its shape had undergone a huge change from before he left, from the ordinary blue appearance to the suspended purple. The appearance of the will of the Crystal Archmage.

　　 Scarville looked at it and smiled bitterly: "Did you perceive Uthalus or half-elf mage?"

　　 The Ebony Chill trembled, and the arcane energy on it spilled a little, as if to indicate that he had both.

"Yes, not long after the teacher handed you over to me, I took over as the guardian, and Atyesh was passed to my hand, and you were placed here." At this time, the Ebony Cold whirled rapidly. , Express your dissatisfaction.

"Okay, well, I know you are not weaker than Atyesh, but as a guardian, Atyesh is indeed the most suitable staff, and I can only wrong you. Originally, I wanted to wait for my apprentice. Choose an apprentice to pass you on to him, but it looks like you have already decided."

　　 Ebony Cold shook up and down, indicating that it was true.

　　 "You want to go with him, yes, we just need to seal his sickle. But looking at Aristophane's attitude towards the artifact, are you sure he will want you?"

　　 Ebony Chill is quiet now, but immediately begins to look like all kinds of bells and whistles~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You mean you have many forms, there will always be one he would like? "Scarville closed the book in his hand with tears and laughter, and then continued, "Okay, I will take you to meet him tomorrow, then you two will have a good discussion." "

At this time in the place where Aristophanes lived, Ucharus Headwind Reaper also seemed to feel that his master did not intend to want him, and also started various "bewitching" actions, but Aristophanes watched quietly. It deforms variously, and then weakens the Occlumency.

A few subtle whispers reached his soul: "With me, you can control countless powerful demons! With me, you can release invincible spells! With me, you can have power that even Sargeras can hardly resist !"

　　 Aristophane listened to these whispers, picking his ears boringly, and then closed his brain. In the past week, every night he used this method to hone his resistance to the whispers of the soul.

"It seems that these so-called soul whispers are just by spying on the desires in people's consciousness, and then using language to lure their owners." Aristophane thought to himself, "Thanks to the Occlumency I learned before. , These whispers have no effect on me. Does that mean that the whispers of the ancient gods can't help me?"

　　 He thought a lot this night, and he also expected that the Tirisfal Council would give him something in exchange. The artifact is the best, although it is unlikely, but no matter how bad it is, you have to bring out some precious materials and rare books! But at this moment, he never thought of what Scarwell would come up with to compensate him.