Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"Aristophanes, you are here." Seeing the three figures approaching her, Tyrande stood up and walked towards them, "ene-adore, may Elune bless you all, presumably this is from Su Rama's Talisa mage?"

"ishnu-ah, hello, High Priest." Chief Arcanist Talisa gave an ancient highborne mage salute to Tyrande, and introduced herself, "I am the Chief Arcanist of Suramar City. Talisa, entrusted by the great magister Elisande, came to find allies."

Tyrande beckoned the three to sit down, Shandris sat next to her very naturally, Aristophanes and Talisa sat opposite Tyrande, the table was covered with all kinds of water droplets Fruits and steaming food.

"So the city of Suramar survived the War of the Ancients?"

"Yes, High Priest," Talisa said after eating a grape, "9,000 years ago when Queen Azshara attracted demons, Lord Elisande believed that the demons' actions would harm the interests of the night elves. She became even more distrustful of the demons when she discovered that the Burning Legion intended to expand their front by opening a second portal at the Temple of Elune in Suramar.

So the Grand Magister and we used the Eye of Aman'Thul, the legendary pillar of creation left behind by the Titans, to create the Nightwell, and used this source of magic to create a huge barrier that covered the entire city of Suramar. . "

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

"Actually, this is the decision I persuaded the great magister to make." Talisa's words gradually sank, as if thinking of something bad, "Our life in the enchantment is already a bit difficult to maintain. With Suramar The number of births has increased, and the magic share of our people has become less and less.

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

"Tsk, then why didn't you join the Rebel Army?" Shandris Yuyue asked coldly, "Sealed yourself like a turtle, and now you can't do anything anymore, think of contacting us?"

"Santis!"

However, after Shandris robbed her, Talisa was not angry, but explained in a calm tone: "You are right, General Ranger. At the beginning, Lord Elisande and our followers did not know the outside world. , borrowed the Pillar of Creation magic to seal the portals of the demons and hid in the Great Barrier, and did not join the Kaldorei Resistance Army's battle against the Burning Legion.

But the day I met Aristophanes, I suddenly understood the purpose of the great magister to let me out of the great barrier. For the survival of Shaldorei and Suramar, we must change this situation that has lasted for almost a year. Ten thousand years of self-enclosed state. "

Shandris glanced at Talisa's lavender eyes, and then looked at Aristophanes: "It still has something to do with you."

Aristophanes saw the eyes of the three turned to him, he shrugged: "I also wonder that every time I want to do something, someone will always jump out and interrupt me, maybe this is fate."

"" Talisa and Tyrande were silent.

"You mages still believe in fate?" Shandris sarcastically asked.

"Otherwise? I said that this was all planned by me. I knew that you would be attacked by bugs, so I contacted you specially; or the city of Suramar was not destroyed. As long as I go to Suramar, there will definitely be summer Doré came to us, do you believe it?"

"You are honest," Tyrande smiled and stopped Shandris from rebutting, but continued to ask Talisa, "Then what does Elisande think?"

"This is the letter from the great magister," Talisa took out a scroll with a purple pattern from the interspatial bag on her waist and handed it to Tyrande.

Priestess of the Moon accepted it, but did not open it on the spot, but began to introduce the food in front of Talisa and Aristophanes,

The two were not in a hurry, and followed Tyrande's introduction to taste the food on the table.

At this time, there was a commotion outside, and at the same time, a clear ancient Darnassian came to everyone's ears:

"Aristophanes Windrunner, come out!"

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

After hearing the voice, the elf mage looked at the smiling Tyrande, and then he understood the meaning of the high priest in front of him, nodded and got up and walked out of the hall, followed by Talisa.

"Isn't that Lunara's voice, why didn't you stop him, High Priest?" Shandris stood up and asked in a low voice, watching the two leave.

At this moment, Tyrande also stood up, with half of her body hidden in the shadows: "Santis, do you know what happened in Moonglade?"

"Do you want to"

"Yes, Shandris, that's what you think," Tyrande had already walked to the door at this time, and the moonlight could not illuminate her, a deep voice came into Shandris' ears from where she was, " The Druids in Moonglade expanded too fast, or Cenarius stretched his hand too far. The Kaldorei are the Kaldorei of the Kaldorei, not Cenarius or the Druids. Kaldorei. Before Malfurion wakes up, I have to make sure the Kaldorei is still the same Kaldorei, you understand?"

Shandris stared in awe at her adoptive mother back in the moonlight, opened her mouth, but closed it tightly again.

"Okay, don't be too nervous, these are all in my plan. Come with me, let's have a good show."

The two walked out of the hall, and saw many sentries without armor, druids holding wooden staffs, tall forest guards, and bouncing dryads standing in the open space outside. Staring at the elf mage in the field and the red-eyed dryad opposite him.

"I'm Aristophanes, I don't know who you are?" The elf mage held the magic sword hanging on his waist with his left hand, and the short staff that was shining with lightning was already in his right hand.

"Lunara, Dryad Lunara, I am the eldest daughter of Cenarius, sister of Mylune." The forest dryad who was taller than Aristophanes impatiently stepped on the deer's hoof. , the light green thorn spear in his hand whistled in the air.

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

"It's what you told Milune about the wonderful world outside, which made her unwilling to take it with her in Val'sharah, and she is thinking about going to Quel'Thalas every day."

"Uh" Aristophanes was confused after hearing this, and at the same time, he also saw a tall forest guardian pulling a petite dryad behind Lunara.

"Miluen, long time no see!"

"Alright, long time no see, Aristophanes." The dryad shyly hid behind the forest guardian.

"Forget it, how old are you, how dare you comment like that on an elf druid who has studied with your father for who knows how many years? You really don't know what to do!" Lunara waved her spear angrily, and the druids around The Ruis also shouted.

Now Aristophanes understood why the dryad in front of him would come to him as soon as he came to Eresalas, but he didn't panic even if he was surrounded by night elves, he held the magic sword in his left hand, coldly Looking coldly at the druids who were still making noise, the voices of the elves swept by him gradually became quieter.

"Then what do you want to do, Miss Lunara?" Aristophanes looked at the dryad in front of him with a fake smile on his face.

Lunara, who was stared at by Aristophanes' lavender eyes, suddenly felt a chill down her spine, realizing that she seemed to have offended someone she shouldn't have. But as the heir of Cenarius and the eldest sister of the dryads, she has no reason to take it back since she has provoked: "I, Lunara, hereby challenge you, if I win, you have to say Cenarius Si's way of nature is stronger than your arcane, druids are more useful than you mages, and lead you people to withdraw from Kalimdor!"

"What if I win?" Aristophanes put away his smirk and looked at the dryad in front of him.

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

"Well, if I win, you will have to lead a team of dryads and forest guardians who possess the power of nature to work for me for a hundred and fifty years, until my experiment is completed, including Miluen!"

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

At this time, she was still lucky, and the information about Aristophanes that the druids told herself flashed through her mind: a half-elf mage less than five hundred years old, and judging from the battle with the bugs. , skilled in Ice Evocation.

"As long as I can quickly close the distance and prevent him from reciting the spell, he should not be able to beat me!" Lunara became more confident as she thought about it, and raised her head and said to Aristophanes: "Then let's start , Elven Mage!"