Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 Farstrider Fortress, underground, storage room No. 7.

　　 Aristophane and Taranas led Lor'themar Theron at the door.

　　 "Let's go together."

"it is good."

　　 After speaking, the two of them took out a silver key, inserted it into the door of the storage room, and twisted at the same time.

　　 "Lor'themar, what you see next is one of the biggest secrets of our Farstrider Fortress."

　　 Accompanied by the sound of "creaking", the door of the storage room slowly opened, and a dazzling blue light lit up the entire basement.

　　 "This...this is?" Lor'themar took a breath while looking at the neatly arranged rows of standard weapons on the shelf.

"The Farstrider II composite bow is manufactured by a new metallurgical forging process compared to the I type. At the same time, a water element core is embedded in the grip. The range of the same arrow is higher than that of the Ranger army standard bow under the same draw strength. 10%." Aristophanes reached out and picked up a bow, motioning Lorthemar Theron to take it.

　　 Then he pushed an arcane switch on the wall, and two targets appeared at the end of the storage room.

At the sign of Taranas, Lor'themar Theron raised the bow in his hand. He took an arrow, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the bow. The bow gradually showed blue lines. , And then a cloud of cold air gathered at the arrow.

　　 He released his hand, and with a "swish", the arrow crossed a blue line and hit the distant target, instantly exploding a cloud of chill. When the cold air dissipated, Lor'themar Theron found that the target had been torn apart with the ice.

　　 At this time, Taranas removed two more short knives from another row of shelves.

　　 "The Farstrider Type III short blade is enchanted with lightness and attack speed. After Type I and Type II improvements, the weight is reduced. At the same time, its center of gravity and form are changed, making it easier to be used by rangers."

　　 Lor'themar Theron took two short knives and swung them one by one.

"how about it?"

　　 "Much better than what I use now!" He stopped, and said excitedly.

　　 "It's not over yet, come here, Aqiang." Aristophane stood in front of a row of boxes.

　　 "Go, open it."

　　 Lorthema Yiyan opened a box and found it was a set of fiery red leather armor.

"Try it on. Farstrider II battle armor is divided into six parts: head, chest, shoulders, hands, legs, feet, and cloak. All parts are enchanted. According to my calculations, it should increase by 40%-50%. Combat power."

　　 Lor'themar put on this leather armor and used her magical power to activate the enchantment on the equipment. He immediately felt light all over, but at the same time full of power.

"This suit with bows and arrows and two short knives costs about 800 Quel'Thalas gold coins. The amount of money sprinkled during the research and development process is even more numerous. With our 15 years of hard work, we have only saved more than 50. At the same time, I still need to keep a few spare sets. So in Taranas, fifty people is the current limit." Aristophane said seriously.

　　"Taranas also put on a piece of equipment, nodded when he heard the words, and said nothing.

After half a month of intense selection, Taranas chose another 48 people, including him and Lor'themar, a total of 50 people. After a short run-in, he led fifty travellers to leave. The fortress began to go deep into the jungle to detect the movements of the trolls.

Soon, they got a lot of information about the trolls, but basically it was all bad news: in just ten years, the jungle has been full of traces of trolls; and when Taranas had a The ten-person team was about to go through the jungle, and when they could see Zuaman's gate, they were shocked by the dozens of large and small troll camps in the open space outside the gate.

　　 "We must warn the kingdom that the trolls have resurrected!" Taranas resisted his shock and led the Farstriders under him to quickly retreat.

　　 However, on the way back, they and the voodoo shooter squad led by Vargas came back from the hunt.

　　 Both sides responded very quickly:

　　 "Anar\'belore, far traveler, attack!"

　　 "Tastingou! For Zu Aman, kill them all!"

　　 The jungle is not suitable for the use of long weapons and bows, so the elves did not use their own bows and arrows, but under the leadership of Taranas, they rushed up with two short blades of Farstriders.

The trolls were not to be outdone. Under the leadership of Vargas, the trolls in the front row quickly threw down their prey, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in one hand. The voodoo shooter in the back row also began to untie his rucksack and prepare Unleash voodoo.

The front row of the two sides quickly fought, and the elves moved quickly. With a burst of blade light, the small shields used by the trolls to block were quickly cut off; while the trolls were unwilling to show weakness and waved their heavy daggers. The elves fought back with their swords and attacked even if they were injured, so the elves had to use double swords to parry.

　　 But Taranas approached Vargas, and the battle between the two became more intense. Relying on his own equipment advantage, Taranas launched a fierce attack on Vargas after avoiding Vargas's short spear, one round was faster than one round; Vargas had no choice but to dwarf him. Do your best to defend.

"Are you not ready?" As soon as Vargas finished roaring, a yellow light came from behind him, and this light quickly bounced onto the other trolls, and the wounds they had just created under the attack of the elves quickly healed stand up.

　　 "Ha!" He roared again, and instantly his body swelled up, ignoring Taranas's attack, frantically and quickly waving the short spear in his hand to stab the opposite elf.

　　 Now it's Taranas's turn to resist frantically, "ding and ding," the sound of weapon collision is like rain hitting plantain.

　　 Taranas looked at a gap and was about to pass the knife, and suddenly felt a sharp pain. Although it disappeared quickly, he was still shocked: "Voodoo curse!" He immediately activated the enchantment on the armor.

　　 Volgas saw the elves on the opposite side in a daze, and was overjoyed. He raised his hand and prepared to pierce the dagger into the neck of the elves, giving him a glorious behead.

　　 As a result, the leather armor on the elves on the opposite side suddenly emitted a faint silver light, and quickly raised the double knives to block his stabbing, and flew to the rear.

　　 He was about to chase, the elf adjusted his posture in the air, took off the strange bow on his back, and quickly shot two arrows at him.

　　 Walgas' heart was alarming. Realizing that these two arrows could not be carried hard, he immediately flashed to one side, only to reveal the trolls behind him who were casting spells.

　　 The blue light flashed, and two of the trolls who cast the spell were shot to death, and frost spread quickly on their bodies. The remaining elves also activated the enchantment on the armor one after another, and took advantage of the vigorous attacks of the trolls after the rage to escape the battlefield, and took out bows and arrows to attack the trolls in the middle of the field.

　　 However, at this time, the camp of the trolls in the distance was already boiling, and it seemed vaguely that countless trolls rushed here.

　　 "Farstriders, retreat!" A far-strider ranger quickly put away his bow and arrow, turned and left, while the trolls did not dare to move under the threat of Taranas' bow and arrow.

　　 After the other elves retreated, he looked at Vargas whose eyes were about to fire, sneered, put away his bow and arrows, turned and disappeared into the jungle.

　　 "Walgas, what's the matter?" The other hunter squad under his rushed first.

　　 "It's okay, there is a well-equipped long ear who came deep into the jungle and came here. I think the war is about to begin."

　　 The tent of the patriarch of the Darkpine tribe, Jagorakin, the priests of Loa, and Vargas are there.

"Peng!" After hearing Vargas let go of a group of elven rangers, Jagorakin patted the ground heavily: "Vargas, this is our jungle you are talking about? The hunter battle of the tribe. Invincible? How do you make me believe in you!"

"Dear Jagorakin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This long-eared unit is different from other long-eared troops," Vargas said sincerely. "They can resist voodoo, or voodoo is right They can only play a very small role, and their equipment is very sophisticated, and can even block our violent power."

"That's not the reason for you to let them go!" Jagorakin slowly calmed down, but still didn't want to calm down, "The key is that we exposed. Culiffe, you are here to take the place of Volgas and take control of Voodoo The hunter and your priest. Volgas, you are now under Culiffe and you no longer serve as the captain of the voodoo hunter."

He lightly deprived Vargas of his power, and then began to change his previous offensive tactics: "Since it has been discovered, then we will take the jungle to the west before they spread the message. Priest Buck, Priest Muriel , Each of you led your own priests, a thousand tribal warriors, and a hundred giant trolls, quickly attacked the jungle on the west side, and took down the temple at the foot of the mountain by the ears! I only have one request, the fastest Speed, understand?"

　　 "Yes!"

　　"Priest Clif, you lead your priest and all voodoo hunters to monitor the movement of the fortress in the north! If necessary, you can use the method I give you to attract their attention!

　　Your mission is only one, and that is to drag their attention so that they have no time to go south when we attack west! "

　　 "Yes! But sir, that method..."

　　 "No, but execute the order!"

"Yes!"

　　 "The remaining troops are led by the priests of Haian and I. The future of the forest trolls depends on you! Long live the Zu Aman Empire!"

　　 "Long live the Aman Empire!"