Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

Chapter 307 The End of the Traitor

Came here in a hurry from Kalimdor, before admiring the many towering mage towers in Dalaran, Andrea keenly felt a trace of familiar energy in the city - fel energy.

Today's Dalaran is far from being as developed as later generations. The entire city doesn't even have a decent protective barrier. Andrea flew into Dalaran without any effort to find the source of the fel energy.

Looking at the fallen mummy at the feet of the old mage, Andrea's face became colder and colder.

"Humans, why are you desperately seeking evil energy?"

Rudolph looked vigilantly at Andrea who was suspended in mid-air, "I have no obligation to answer your question, who are you? This is my mage tower, I want to study what is my freedom, others have no right to meddle in their own business !"

"free?"

Andrea sneered, pointing to the mummy at Rudolph's feet, "Your freedom is based on the pain of others? Didn't the fearlord who taught you to use evil energy tell you about the side effects of evil energy?"

"side effect?"

Rudolph's face changed, and he managed to maintain his composure, with his left hand behind his back accumulating evil energy.

"I'll say it again, it has nothing to do with you. According to the laws of Dalaran, the master of the mage tower has the right to kill any intruders who trespass. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude."

Rudolph is not easy to talk, he has always followed the concept of power first.

If he hadn't been uncertain about the details of the "flying man" in front of him, he would have directly attacked.

The moment Rudolph blinked, the unidentified flying man had entered the tower like a flash, but Rudolph, as a mage who controlled arcane magic, did not feel any fluctuations of arcane magic power.

"There is nothing to talk about with traitors. There is only one end for those who betray Azeroth and turn to the devil."

After years of hard training, Andrea has already achieved the ability to abandon singing.

"die!"

The instantaneous Mind Blast exploded in Rudolph's mind. Even though he had raised his defenses, Rudolph was still a little unprepared for this first-time magic attack.

His brain was completely blank for a moment. Although he recovered immediately with his powerful mental power, Andrea's second spell had also been released at this time.

"Mind control."

Rudolph was struggling mentally, but in the face of Andrea's huge spiritual power, his eyes finally became dull, and his tense body and his left hand, which was quietly behind his back preparing for spells, relaxed and drooped. down.

Compared with the Arcanist of Dath'Remar's level, the old mage in front of him is still far behind.

It has only been 200 years since the birth of human mages, and it is impossible for the high elves to teach them all the skills to suppress the bottom of the box.

In this lack of background, even a member of the Kirin Tor Council of Six is ​​nothing more than that.

It may be a bit contemptuous of humans as an emerging force to say so, but the mages sent by Anasteria to the Tirisfal Council are definitely not the best in the country.

He was reluctant to send out his most elite mages, and he didn't give much order to the other high-level arcanists. Those were excellent descendants cultivated by the accumulated resources of the major families.

Humans thought that the powerful high elves they saw in the Tirisfal Council were the Arcanist Apex of Quel'Thalas, but the reality was cruel to this young race, and they still have a long way to go in the future .

"I'll ask you an answer."

Rudolph's eyes were dull, "Yes, master."

"Who are you, why do you seek refuge with the devil?"

"My name is Rudolf Obermann, and I am..."

...

Half an hour later, Andrea sat in Rudolph's mage tower and frowned.

He didn't expect that the traitor he punished was actually one of the six highest-ranking people in Dalaran, and it could even be said to be the first person under the speaker.

'It's a high-level...that's too high. '

He patted his forehead with a headache. People of this status would turn to the devil for their life. It is no joke that a profession like a mage likes to die.

"Sure enough, what you can't get in this world is the best."

Looking at Rudolph on the ground with his eyes wide open and the corners of his mouth drooling, Andrea shook his head helplessly.

The immortal night elves have recently begun to have a small number of people who are tired of the never-ending life and try to communicate their suicide experiences in private.

As soon as this matter was brought up by Maiev, it immediately attracted the attention of the council.

The population growth of the night elves was low, and Andrea vigorously developed the arcane puppets to avoid a sharp reduction in the population. Now some people are tired of life and start researching how to commit suicide. This is completely unbearable.

After a brief discussion, the four members of the council agreed to establish a psychological guidance center, throw all the pessimistic people in the country into it and remould them, let them accept the influence of the core values ​​of the Republic, and set up new life goals for them.

Fortunately, most of these world-weary people are people from the bottom of society, and most of their demands are relatively easy to satisfy, nothing more than promotion and salary increase, and marrying Bai Fumei.

...Although it is relatively straightforward, it is roughly the same. The life of an ordinary person is nothing more than food and sex.

The doctors in the psychological guidance center are all trainee priests of the Church of the Shadow of the Dark Moon. They use the power of shadow to guide these world-weary people with mental illness to rebuild their self-confidence.

... Of course, it is impossible to send a wife, so try your best.

The night elves have been active for a long time and are world-weary, while humans think that their life span is not long enough, especially those in high positions, wishing to keep their rights to live forever.

However, the social philosophy of human beings will not allow such immortals to remain in power. Meridon can occupy a high position in the Tirisfal Council only because the organization has the high elves, the immortal species, joining, and it doesn't matter if there is another immortal undead.

However, Meri is a very discerning and assertive person, and he doesn't intend to stay at the top of the Tirisfal Council forever.

Once the Tirisfal Council was on the right track and worked out the best way to fight the demons, he planned to leave his post and go into seclusion.

Rudolph's soul has been shaken away by Andrea. Although his body is still alive, he is no different from a vegetable now, and it is impossible to wake up again in this lifetime.

"Clang! Clang!"

Before escaping into the shadow space and leaving, Andrea controlled the invisible shadow power to trigger Rudolph's mage tower early warning system.

The sound of the bell resounding throughout the city spread far away, and Andrea left with her front foot, and three teleportation arrays of light appeared on the back foot of the top floor of the mage tower.

"Rudolph, what happened..."

The white-bearded old mage in the lead was stunned before he finished speaking. The visual effect of the mummy all over the mage tower was very shocking. Compared with it, Rudolph, who was lying on the ground with dull eyes, was not so eye-catching.

One of the female mages who used arcane magic to make her face grow louder, "What happened here? How could it be so miserable..."

"look."

The taciturn, middle-aged bald head pointed to Rudolph's workbench, on which was placed a lavender letter with beautiful writing on it.

"Sarasian?"

"No."

The leading old mage said solemnly, "Although the difference is very small, this is not the Salas language of the high elves, but the Kaldorei language of the night elves."