Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Aristophanes stopped casting spells.

He summoned a whirlwind to disperse the white mist in the air, and only then did the elves see the situation covered by the wind and snow inside.

Ice cubes of various sizes, large and small, were scattered in the pit on the ground, and an iceberg exuding cold air stood there, with a vague figure exposed.

"Crack, crack, crack", countless cracks appeared on the iceberg, and then shattered, together with the broken body of Torsedrin frozen inside.

Irina looked at the torn corpse, then at the calm Aristophanes, and swallowed. She didn't expect that Prince Torsedrin, who was usually so powerful, would die so quietly.

At this time, an elf with blood on his face came out from the corridor next to him. He ignored the corpses around him and shouted to Irina: "Irina, lead your team over quickly, we can no longer Take control of Immotar!"

Soon people outside entered the side hall where Immotar was located, and the dilapidated hall became even more broken. The ground was covered with various collapsed stone pillars, and the huge disaster dog roared and rushed towards the elf in front of him. , the Syndra mages headed by Modant struggled to resist the demon's attack.

Irina hurriedly called her subordinates to attack and harass Immotar, then she turned her head and asked Aristophanes and Shandris for help.

The two nodded, Shandris drew out his bow and joined the fray, and Aristophanes, wielding Ebonchill, began to restrain Immoltar's movements.

Under her control, Irina's bear rushed towards the huge disaster dog, attracting its attention. At this time, the injured elves withdrew from the hall, and Mordant and his mages released a compound spell , a huge red magic circle appeared at its feet, raging flames ignited, Immotar roared to the sky, and the tentacles on his body danced wildly in the flames.

Howling with flames on its body, it rushed towards Modant and the others.

Modant calmly ordered his mages to set up a protective magic circle, and the sky-blue arcane shield covered them and blocked Immoltar's charge.

Looking at the long-eared purple-skinned villain in the blue shield in front of him, Immotar stretched out his claws and scratched the arcane shield twice, but he didn't break the shield, but was knocked back a few steps by the force of the counterattack.

Immotar became anxious, looked up and looked around, saw Aristophanes and Shandris standing by the wall, turned around and roared towards them.

Shandris drew his bow and aimed at the tentacles around its head, one after another the arrows hit those open eyes, green blood spurted out, Immotar suffered more and more, he straightened his upper body, and landed heavily Stepping on the ground, a shock wave came out, Shandris had to stop attacking and jumped up to avoid the shock wave.

Immotar took advantage of the opportunity to stare at her with his eyes that were still intact, and released a green light.

It was too late to say that, Aristophanes immediately interrupted the spell in his hand, and opened a two-person-high shield to block the frightening light.

The sound of the explosion resounded through the dilapidated hall, and a burst of smoke and gravel flew out, obscuring the sight of the Syndra mages.

After a while, various blue, white, and green lights burst out from the smoke, hitting the protective shields laid by Modant and the others, causing waves of ripples, and at the same time, low-pitched roars were heard in their ears.

"Member Modant, why don't we help?" Irina asked while treating the seriously injured pet.

Modante Yongying narrowed his eyes and stared at the smoke: "No need, Irina, since they can kill His Royal Highness, a mere middle-level and high-level demon is not a threat to them."

"Who are they?"

"I don't know either, one said it was from Mount Hyjal, and the other said it was from Quel'Thalas, let's ask after the fight.

"

At this time, the movement in the smoke gradually became smaller, and after a high-pitched neighing, it completely fell silent.

Modant and the others looked at the smoke cautiously. Although he said he believed in Aristophanes, he was still very disturbed. Although Immoltar was not in his prime at this time, in the previous battle, Master Syndra was still It was because the one who was beaten could only defend and had no power to counterattack. Now he understands how strong Prince Torsedrin is who can control this monster, and Aristophanes who can defeat and kill Torsedrin is probably even stronger. Hard to guess.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Immotar's huge body lay down on the ground, with green blood gushing from the wound on his body. Aristophanes and Shandris stood in front of its head, watching quietly. The dead demon in front of him.

Under Modant's order, the mages removed their shields, and then slowly stepped forward.

"Is it... dead?"

"Ah, according to our definition, this disaster dog should be dead." Aristophanes replied.

Irina looked at the various wounds on Immotar's body: arrow wounds, burns, and frostbite, and then looked at the two people in front of them who were calm and breezy, and could no longer restrain her inner curiosity: "Who are you? How strong are you?" so strong?"

Looking at the female elf in front of him, Aristophanes replied: "You can ask Master Mordant for details, and we will talk about it after you have dealt with these matters."

Time passed quickly, and Modante led the remaining members of the council to quickly sort out the affairs left by Prince Torsedrin, and fully grasped the resources of the entire city. Afterwards, he had a formal meeting with Aristophanes.

"So you have entered a state of lack of strength again?"

"Yes, to be honest with you two, I now understand why Prince Torsedrin made such a decision. With the current population of Elesalas, our magic power reserves can last up to a week. Prince Sedrin extracted it from those dead elves, if there is no sacrifice of those elves, we will fall into a state of no magic tomorrow, do you have any solution?"

Aristophanes and Shandris glanced at each other, and then said: "You can choose to join the Kaldorei, or join us, the Quel'dorei, both of which can solve the problems you are facing now."

Modant hesitated a bit, he understood what Aristophanes meant, but it was still difficult to choose between these two paths.

"Let's discuss it, shall we?" Modante said.

Aristophanes and Shandris didn't know what they discussed in the subsequent meeting, but after asking them about their requirements, they finally decided that Mordant would lead most of the mages to join the Kaldorei. Linna led the remaining civilians and most of Syndra's knowledge to join Quel'Thalas, hoping to solve the problem of magic addiction.

As for the dilapidated city of Eresalas, due to its good location and relatively complete palace complex, at the suggestion of Aristophanes, Shandris reached an agreement with him, intending to establish a Civilian self-defense organization, and Erre Salas will be the resident of this new organization.

Shandris and Aristophanes will recruit some elves from their respective elven societies to join this organization, and the elf mage has a bigger plan for this folk joint force in his heart.

"Aristophanes, this is Metri's spell scroll you asked for. All the contents are in this space bag. Thank you again for your help to the Syndras." Mordant stood beside Shandris , and handed a package to Aristophanes in front of him.

The elf mage took it, then turned to look at the Sentinel General.

"Then I'll go first, the high priest asked me to lead these mages to Nordrassil, where she will meet them." Shandi paused, and continued, "Thank you for your help during this time, Aristophanes, although we are against arcane arts, I personally admire you very much, and hope to continue fighting side by side in the future."

Shandris wanted to say something, but looked at the elf mage, as if she didn't know what to say.

She simply turned around and mounted the hippogryph, and the huge hippogryph flapped its wings and disappeared into the blue sky.