Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"Aristophane, you are here." Looking at the three figures who came in front of him, Tyrande stood up and walked towards them, "ene-adore, may Elune bless you, presumably this is from Su Mage Thalyssa of Rama, right?"

"Ishnu-ah, hello, high priest." Chief Arcanist Thalyssa gave Tyrande an ancient high elf mage ceremony and introduced herself, "I am the Chief Arcanist of Suramar City. Talissa, entrusted by the Grand Magister Elisand, came to find allies."

Tyrande greeted the three of them to sit down, Shandris sat next to her very naturally, Aristophane and Talissa sat opposite Tyrande, and the table was full of all kinds of water droplets. Fruits and steaming food.

"So Suramar survived the Ancient War?"

"Yes, high priest," Thalyssa ate a grape and said, "When Queen Azshara attracted demons nine thousand years ago, Master Elisand thought that the demon's actions would harm the interests of the night elves. When she discovered that the Burning Legion intended to open a second portal to expand the battlefront at the Temple of Elune in Suramar, she became even more distrustful of demons.

Therefore, the Grand Magister and us used the Eye of Aman'sul, the legendary creation pillar left by the Titans to create the Night Well, and used this source of magic to arrange a huge barrier to cover the entire Suramar . "

"No wonder we couldn't find you before," Tyrande nodded, "Then how did you decide to leave the barrier?"

"In fact, this is the decision I made by persuading the Grand Magister," Talissa's words gradually sank, as if thinking of something bad, "Our lives in the enchantment are already a bit difficult to maintain, with Suramar The number of births has increased, and the share of magic power of our people has become less and less.

In addition, the energy of the dark night well nourishes and protects the people of Suramar, but it has also changed us. Once we are far away from the dark night well, we will lose our mind in a very short time and become an extremely terrible creature. . "

"Tsk, then why didn't you join the rebels in the first place?" Shandris Yuyue asked coldly, "Close yourself up as a tortoise, now that you don't know what to do, think of contacting us?"

"Shandis!"

But after Shandris’ robbing, Talissa was not angry, but explained in a calm tone: “You’re right, General Ranger. At the time, Master Elisand and our followers did not understand the outside world. , Borrowed the magic of the Pillar of Creation to seal the portal of the demons and hid in the Great Enchantment, and did not join the Kaldorei Resistance Army’s battle against the Burning Legion.

But the day I saw Aristophanes, I suddenly understood the purpose of the Grand Magister to let me out of the Great Enchantment. In order for Xia'dorei and Suramar to survive, we must change. This has been going on for almost one month. Ten thousand years of self-enclosed state. "

Shandris glanced at Talissa’s lavender eyes, then looked at Aristophanes: "Why is it still related to you."

Aristophane saw the eyes of the three of them cast on him, and he shrugged: "I am also wondering that every time I want to do something, someone will jump out and interrupt me halfway. Maybe this is fate."

""Talissa and Tyrande were silent.

"Do you mage still believe in fate?" Shandris said sarcastically.

"Otherwise? I said that this was all planned by me. I knew you were going to be attacked by bugs, so I contacted you specifically; or Suramar City is not destroyed, as long as I go to Suramar, there will be summer Doray came to us, do you believe it?"

"You're frank," Tyrande stopped Shandris' retort with a smile, but continued to ask Thalyssa, "So what does Elisand think?"

"This is a letter from the Grand Magister," Talissa took out a purple scroll from the space pocket on the waist and handed it to Tyrande.

The priestess of the moon accepted it, but did not open it on the spot. Instead, she began to introduce the food in front of Talissa and Aristophanes. The two were not in a hurry, and followed Tyrande’s introduction to the food on the table. Taste it again.

At this time, there was a hustle and bustle outside, and at the same time a clear Gudarnassus language came into everyone's ears:

"Aristophane Windrunner, come out quickly!"

"It's not." Before Shandris finished speaking, Tyrande grabbed her and shook her head slightly.

When the wizard mage heard this voice, he looked at Tyrande who was smiling, and then he understood the meaning of the high priest in front of him, nodded and got up and walked out of the hall, and Talisa also followed out.

"Isn't that the voice of Lunara, why don't you stop him, high priest?" Shandris stood up and looked at the two leaving figures and asked quietly.

Tyrande also stood up, half of his body was hidden in the shadows: "Shandis, you know what happened in Moonglade, right?"

"Do you think"

"Yes, Shandris, that's what you think." Tyrande had already reached the door at this time, and the moonlight couldn't illuminate her, and a low voice came into Shandris' ears from where she was." The druids of the Moonglade are expanding too quickly, or Cenarius’s hand stretched too long, the Kaldorei is the Kaldorei of the Kaldorei, not Cenarius or the Druids Kaldorei. Before Malfurion wakes up, I must make sure that the Kaldorei is still the same, do you understand?"

Shandris looked in awe at the adoptive mother who had returned to the moonlight, opened her mouth, but closed it tightly again.

"Well, don't be too nervous, these are all in my plan. Come with me and let us watch a good show."

The two walked out of the main hall and saw many unarmored sentries, druids holding wooden staffs, tall jungle guards, and jumping tree monsters standing in the clearing outside. Their eyes were tight. Staring at the elf mage in the field and the red-eyed tree monster opposite him.

"I'm Aristophane, I don't know who you are?" The wizard mage held the magic sword hung around his waist with his left hand, and already held the flashing short staff with his right hand.

"Lunara, Lunara, the tree demon, I am Cenarius's eldest daughter, and Miluen's sister." The jungle tree demon who was taller than Aristophane stepped on the hoof impatiently , The pale green thorn spear in his hand whizzed in the air.

"Then Miss Lunara, why are you looking for me?"

"It's that you guy told Miluen that the outside world is very exciting, and she doesn't want to take it with Val'sharah now, and she wants to go to Quel'Thalas every day."

"Uh" Aristophan was confused after listening, and at the same time he saw a tall jungle guardian pulling a petite dryad behind Lunara.

"Mi Luen, long time no see!"

"Well, long time no see, Aristophanes." The dryad shyly hid behind the bush guard.

"Never mind, how old are you, dare you to comment on the elf druid who has been studying with your father for so many years? It's really ignorant!" Lunara waved her spear angrily, and the surrounding Germany The Rui people also shouted.

Now Aristophane understands why the tree demon in front of him will find himself as soon as he comes to Errethalas, but he does not panic even if he is surrounded by night elves~www.wuxiaspot.com~Left-handed With the sword in his hand, he coldly looked around at the noisy druids, the voices of the elves swept by him gradually became quieter.

"Then what do you want to do, Miss Lunara?" Aristophane smirked and looked at the dryad in front of him.

Lunara, who was stared at by Aristophanes' lavender eyes, suddenly felt a chill in her back, and realized that she seemed to provoke someone who shouldn't be offended. But as the heir of Cenarius, the eldest sister of the Dryads, she has no reason to take it back since she has provoked: "I, Lunara, challenge you here. If I win, you have to say Cenarius. Si’s natural way is stronger than your arcane arts, and the druid is more useful than your wizards, and leads you people out of Kalimdor!"

"What should I do if I win?" Aristophane put a smirk away and looked at the dryad in front of him.

Lunara looked at him with blood-red pupils, her long leaf-like green hair rustled by the wind: "I"

"Well, if I win, you have to lead a team of dryads and jungle guards who master the power of nature to work for me for 150 years, until my experiment is completed, including Miluen!"

Without waiting for Miluen, who was hiding behind, to speak, the impulsive Lunara directly agreed with Aristophan's opinion: "No problem!"

At this time, she was still lucky, and flashed in her heart the information that the druids told herself about Aristophanes: a half-elf mage less than five hundred years old, and based on the process of fighting the insects. , Good at cold ice sculpture.

"As long as I can get closer and prevent him from chanting spells, he should not be able to beat me!" Lunara became more confident as she thought about it, and raised her head to Aristophane and said, "Then let's start. , Wizard Mage!"