Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"Speaking of business, why did you suddenly think about coming to America?"

Diana looked away from the plant: "Can't you come if nothing is wrong?"

"Uh," Aristophane shook his head, "That wouldn't be enough for me. New York and San Francisco are all big cities. There is really nothing to see in small places like Salem."

"Then you, why do you want to live here?"

"It's close to MIT, I can go and listen at any time."

"Listen?"

"Yes," Aristophane said naturally, "Although technology and magic are not a system, the speed of technology development is far beyond your imagination. Even if I am a mage, I must learn to absorb what I need from it ."

Diana rolled her eyes: "Come on, are you sure you are not looking for someone who can inherit Naboo's helmet?"

"Really not," Aristophanes pointed to the sky, "I have confirmed the candidate for the Naboo helmet a long time ago through astrology, and it is not yet when it was born."

"All right, you have a decision in your heart." Diana replied, "but I came this time to track down a British female archaeologist named Barbara Ann Minerva, who got a The blessing of an ancient **** named Urtzkartaga, with longevity and various peculiar abilities, there is evidence that she recently appeared in the Boston Museum of Art."

"Minerva?" Aristophan frowned, "I seem to have heard this name somewhere..."

"Anyway, tomorrow I will go to the Boston Museum of Art to see if I can find any clues."

"Need my help?" the wizard mage asked.

"No, I am here fully armed," Diana stretched out her hand to show Aristophanes the shiny space ring in her hand.

"Well, please let me know if you have any questions. After all, this is half of my home court."

Early the next morning, Diana left the tower and drove to Boston alone.

Two days later, Aristophanes received news from Diana.

"You said that Minerva is protected by magic, so there is no way to deal with it?"

"Yes, Aristophanes," Diana's voice passed into his ears from the spar in front of Aristophanes. "She can't hurt me, but I can't control it with the mantra lasso. she was."

"Well, I get it, wait for me to clean up, and then I will go to you."

"Okay, I am waiting for you at the museum."

Aristophan opened the display case containing the Naboo suit, reached out and put on the golden helmet, the cloak necklace automatically attached to his body.

"Well, Aristophanes, is the time already up?" A strange English with an Egyptian accent came into Aristophanes' mind.

"Not yet, Naboo, but Diana needs my help, so I have to borrow your power."

"Well, don't forget your promise, otherwise you can't resist Naboo's anger." Then the voice disappeared in the mind of the wizard mage.

Aristophane adapted to the surge of magical power in his body, closed his eyes and held the communication crystal to distinguish the direction, then stretched out his hand and flew into the space.

"I'm here, Diana."

Diana, who was standing on the roof of the museum, turned her head and looked at Aristophanes floating beside her. The golden cloak was flying in the night breeze. A spell barrier instantly obscured the breath of the two.

"Tell me, what's the situation now?"

Diana talked about what happened in the past two days.

"You mean that person has a leopard-like flexible armor?"

The Amazon princess nodded: "Indeed, that armor also gave her extremely high defensive power, and my spear pierced it with no force at all."

"I understand, give me the spear."

Diana took the confrontation from the ring and gave it to him.

Although he could not see the expression, Diana saw his golden helmet slightly raised, and the blue circle appeared in the air. Then Aristophanes placed the spear on the slightly rotating circle.

Aristophane recited the spell silently, stretched out the three fingers of his right hand, and controlled the spear to slowly follow the circle.

Diana watched him cast the spell quietly. After rotating about two times, the spear and the circle stopped at the same time, and the tip of the spear glowed slightly and pointed to the south.

"Come on, Diana, it looks like this Minerva is hiding in Franklin Park."

Diana suddenly realized: "No wonder I can't find her!"

On the other side, Minerva was lying with a leopard in the park.

"Luke, who do you think is the woman with a spear and buckler and wearing a magical armor? It looks like she came for me." Minerva whispered while stroking the leopard's soft white belly. Said.

"Woo~" Leopard whispered, shaking all over.

"What are you nervous about, Luke? Is it because I killed your companion?" Minerva sat up cross-legged.

At this time, a ray of light flashed, and Aristophane led Diana to appear in front of a person and a leopard.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Diana couldn't help but clenched the weapon in her hand and frowned her brow: The woman in spotted armor was sitting cross-legged in an iron cage, and a shivering leopard was lying on the ground. He stroked them, and around them lay the corpses of four or five African cheetahs. The blood flowed from their wounds and stained the ground.

The woman was about 175 tall, with long brown hair hanging behind her, and her long leopard tail flicked behind her.

"Look at Diana clearly, it's not any flexible armor, but the color of her own skin." Aristophan reminded.

Diana didn't care, but took a step forward and asked the leopard girl in front of her angrily: "Why did you kill them!"

Minerva stretched out ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and patted the leopard on one side, and then squeezed his right hand, directly pinching its neck, gradually exerting force in his hand, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"Stop!" Diana roared, and rushed toward her with a spear like a cannonball.

The leopard girl's smile remained unchanged, she quickly got up and backed up, and then threw the leopard towards Diana in front of her.

The Amazon princess did not slow down, passed the leopard still in the air, and quickly approached the leopard girl.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid Diana's attack, Minerva didn't step back, but bullied himself up like a cheetah. The nails of both hands and fingers were unusually sharp, making three marks on the circular shield.

Aristophane stood outside the cage, quietly watching the battle between the two before him.

Diana was calm and composed, her black wavy hair flying up and down, a spear in one hand and a buckler, her superb technology easily blocked the leopard girl’s stormy attacks from her own defensive circle. The spear in her hand It's like a poisonous snake, occasionally counterattack can always force the leopard girl to jump back and avoid.