Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ah, this thing is really difficult to deal with..."

The disheartened little gnome mage Jindi. Sparks was carrying her big backpack, and Daphne Marin walked in the channel of the devil. Like a qualified gnome, she complained to her good friend endlessly:

"They don't eat magic snacks, nor do they like magic gems. These blue dragons are watching, we can't force them to catch them, ah ah, but I really want a frost soul! I can bring it back to give My dad took a look. He had been to Northrend to try his luck when he was young, but he had never been able to meet the living Frost Soul. This is a regret in his life."

"Oh, does Mr. Wendell have such past events?"

Master Marin smiled softly. This beautiful girl knew that Jindi’s father Wendell was also a wizard, but he was a low-level wizard without much talent, and the Spark family was not a famous dwarf, and The famous mana storm family is not the same level, but the gnomes of the spark family all have a heart for magic, even if they are laughed at as a "trick family".

Daphne went to Spark House several times with Jindi. Mr. Wendell is a very talkative and interesting gnomes. He has an official position in Kirin Tor and is responsible for lighting up the entire Dala at 9 o'clock every day. Of all the magic street lights, it was a hard job, but the income was okay, and it was possible to have a good relationship with Kirin Tor’s high-level mages.

It is because of this relationship that after Jindi was born, he could be sent to the best magic school in Dalaran.

Jindi was also very contented. In her little mage, Jindi was the first to pass the examination of the high-level mage, which really earned Mr. Wendell a breath, and because of Jindi, the Spark family finally got rid of it. In response to the nickname of the "trick family", not long ago, the well-known Gnomish Archmage Millhouse Mana Storm, who had just returned to Dalaran from the outside world, also expressed his willingness to invite Jindi to join his own research institute.

It can be said that Jindi’s future is almost bright, and no accident. After graduating from Luo Ning, it only takes more than ten years to conduct research. She will also become one of the senior members of Kirin Tor. For ordinary casters, that's the best future.

"Of course, my father was determined to be an explorer."

Jin Di sparked his purple, slightly childish bun with smug triumphantly:

"Unfortunately, the Explorers Association refused to join his father, so he returned to the family to continue to study magic. Although he was always ridiculed by other mages, I know that my father has never given up his dream of adventure. I like to perform some tricks for the children of Dalaran... I like my father’s tricks, that is the best trick in the world."

"Yes, Mr. Wendell's magic trick is indeed the best and best trick I have ever seen."

Daphne recalled the last scene when he was a guest at the Jindi’s house. The Wendel mage used extremely elegant movements to create a magical illusion belonging to Marin within a few seconds. The high-level mage was very surprised.

"Ah, I envy you, Jindi."

Miss Marin sighed and said to Jin Di:

"My dad is not as easy-going as Mr. Wendell. He always has a straight face. When I was a kid, I grew up in the scolding of my father. He always asked me to learn the complicated magic as quickly as possible... You know how difficult and painful it is for a child eager to play."

"But Master Marin is a respectable royal mage~"

Jindi raised her head and looked at her friend, she said:

"Your family background, but 99% of the small masters in Dalaran are very envious, although I also think that Master Marin is a little too... old-fashioned."

Speaking of which, the little gnome made a giggling laugh. As she walked forward and turned a passage, she was about to say something, but found that in the magical treasure trove in front of her, Marin’s mentor, Master Luo Ning and Her mentor, Archbishop Jaina, is fighting with raging flames and ice magic. The gesture is not like a match at all.

It looks like a battle between life and death.

At least in Jindi's memory, the always gentle Jaina mentor has never shown such a gruesome expression.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

The little gnome threw down his backpack anxiously, picked up the staff that was taller than her, and looked nervously at the magnificent war that was set in front of her by the measuring magnate. She did not know whether she should go up to help, Behind her, Daphne Marin narrowed her eyes, and she saw the flash of the dark blade emblem on the left hand of her tutor.

This made Miss Marin sigh.

"Ah, still exposed..."

"what?"

Jindi looked back, the gnome looked at the sad Marin, she asked:

"What is exposed?"

"It's nothing."

Marin pulled the ice-blue wand from her waist and she said to Jindi:

"Let's separate them!"

"it is good!"

The anxious gnomes didn’t even think about Marin’s suggestion. With their two spellcasting abilities that had just reached the threshold of high-level mages, they were simply not eligible to intervene in the war between the two mages. The aftermath of the mage’s spell was lost, but Jindi loved and respected her mentor. She also admired the funny Luoning mentor. She didn’t want to see such a crazy battle between the two mages.

And at the moment when Jin Di rushed out, behind her, the purple light shone on Miss Marin's wand, and between the wand's flick, the light was accurately set on the little dwarf gold running forward Dee's body.

"Om"

Jin Di, shrouded in dullness, felt like a warhammer knocking on her head. She turned back and looked at her friend in disbelief, Master Daphne Marin said helplessly to Jin Di :

"I'm sorry, Kindy, but... I have to do this, I'm saving you."

"Marin...you, traitor..."

Jindi's eyes rolled up, and at the next moment, the little gnome fell to the ground as if she were asleep. Miss Marin stepped forward and gently held the little gnome in her arms. She reached out and picked herself up and hung it on her chest. In front of the golden pendant, the spring was pressed, and the pendant bounced off, which contained a wonderful magic image.

That was a photo of her, Master Marin, her father, and a human female wearing a **** long dress.

That was her mother...the love of her father, and the most concerned family of Miss Daphne Marin.

The wife of Archmage Marin died when Stormwind fell. This is what the mage of the entire Storm Kingdom knows. However, what they don’t know is that Miss Marin’s mother did not die...she is now Defias A clerk of the federal government was seriously injured when Stormwind fell, and had to be transformed into a blood race.

Although the royal mage Marin of the Storm Kingdom is very old-fashioned and very serious, he is really a true love for his wife who has been resurrected. In recent years, his one-month vacation is secret every year. Spending in the Union, Miss Marin occasionally visits her mother.

"Alas, mom and dad, this is for you..."

Miss Daphne shrugged. She looked at the battlefield in front of her. She took a deep breath, holding the little gnome, and slowly walked to the battlefield that was completely enveloped by frost and flames.

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"Swoosh"

The sharp ice thorns roared through the air, stabting at Luo Ning's body, but the next second, it collided with a burning ball of fire in the air, and was completely melted between the magic explosions.

Luo Ning's whole body was shrouded in a hot golden yellow flame. His connection with the element of fire was almost as close as that of Jaina to the element of ice. What was different from Jaina was that even if he became a Grand Master, Ji Anna still can't control her body's extremely cold magic power very well, but Luo Ning can!

The essence of dragon blood strengthens his body, allowing him to withstand more irritable magic, making him very free-handed to manipulate the magic. Between this magical spell and the bombardment, Luo Ning is facing any attack from Jaina. It can be lifted easily, and every time Luo Ning takes the initiative to attack, it will make Jaina confused.

Luo Ning's low-key disguise on weekdays made Jaina misjudge his true strength. After a reckless battle, Jaina found that Luo Ning's strength was already much higher than hers.

What's more terrible is that even with the extremely destructive flame magic, Luo Ning is different from other flame mages. He does not one-sidedly pursue the destructive power of magic, but like the frost mages, use extreme manipulation to let The fiery flame became the sharpest sword in his hand.

"Jaina, stop."

Luo Ning threw three lava-like fireballs at random, hitting the same node of the ice shield supported by Jaina fiercely and accurately, knocking the shield into a melted crack, and At the moment when Jaina wanted to repair the shield, Luo Ning's hand of the protector waved forward. This staff did not obey him, but Luo Ning could use it as a medium to enhance his flame magic power.

A blaze of flames like a phoenix smashed on Jaina's shield rift, completely dispelling the cold shield, and when the daughter of the sea wanted to summon the water element to protect her, Luo Ning's left hand snapped , A raging flame fell from the sky, and beat like a long whip on Jaina's arm.

This burning hand not only interrupted Jaina’s spellcasting, but also completely destroyed the magic model wrapped around her left hand. The gathered magic lost the shackles of the model and began to be in Jaina’s body. The backlash made the expression of the daughter of the sea very painful.

Luo Ning seized this opportunity, the three lava fireballs wrapped around Jaina and began to rotate, only need Luo Ning's will turn, Jaina would be covered with flames in the body, and in such confrontation, once hit, it means The defeat of the battle...

"Stop!"

Luo Ning's hand with the flame-protector's staff sticked to the ground. He faded the flame shield on his surface. He looked at Jaina covered by the fireball. He said in a deep voice:

"The victory against the ceremony has been divided! You lost, I won... Don't struggle anymore!"

"Don't force me to hurt you!"

"lose?"

The daughter of the sea raised her head, and the corners of her mouth oozed blood from the magic recoil, but there was no fear in that beautiful face. She did not look at the three magma fireballs floating around her. The cold power was unlocked, and the naked eye The visible white frost surged out of Jaina's body, and the moment the fireball touched this strange frost, it was completely submerged.

"What a joke!"

Jaina stood up, and after releasing the power of the daughter of the sea, the ground at her feet was quickly covered with heavy ice, and the ice layer continued to spread towards Luo Ning, in a cold frost. In hell, Jaina’s eyes turned into ice-like blue, and her long golden hair mixed with white hair hunted and flew in the air. Like the legendary ice witch, she even talked like a voice. The extreme ice cold.

"Do you think you can beat me so simple?"

"You look too little on me!"

Amidst Jaina’s roar, a giant snake made of ice roared up from under the earth, bringing a icy storm flying across the sky, and slamming it towards Luo Ning, who seemed to be unprepared. Whether it is magic or destructive, it is at least three times stronger than before, and this is not Jaina’s limit. She knows that she cannot completely control the ice magic in her body, so this attack is only her current limit.

The talent of the daughter of the sea... really as terrible as the legend.

"You really are as stubborn as your legendary father..."

Luo Ning closed his eyes and shook his head. Facing the tumbling ice python, he tossed the stick of the protector in his hand. Between the shining of the strange flame curtain, the next moment, a low dragon Yin sounded in this treasure house.

"But I... also have a hole card!"

"boom"

At the moment when the flame curtain was torn, a flame-wrapped, real dragon claw easily lifted Jaina's ice snake on the ground, and the dragon covered in flames spread out its red wings covered with flames. The scorching breath swept across the treasure house like a storm. After fully releasing the power of the dragon in the bloodline, Luo Ning lowered his head and looked at the daughter of the sea from the top. His eyes that had become yellow snake pupils flashed regret.

And at the next moment, the scorching, real, all-burning dragon breath fell towards the unexpected ice master, all the ice, all the cold, at this moment, all was dispelled by the burning flame .

"All said, you have lost... Jaina Proudmoore."

"The weak, why do you continue to fight?"

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