Azeroth Trail of Light

Delivering the remains of Willings and the final image stone to the silent polymaths, Delaris, Dick, and Kael'thas moved on.

The process of persuading the polymaths is much easier than they thought. Of course, this is also related to the worsening situation of Syndra nowadays. It can be heard from the words of the Estulan polymaths. The seal of the Void Mana Beast Imottal, which has been the source of the entire Syndra's magical power for thousands of years, has been problematic. Although some of these unknown conspiracies cannot be ruled out, one thing may be certain.

Syndra could not hold on any longer, especially after Delaris was sent out by his uncle, the polymath Lesrods, the situation in the city was getting worse.

In this choice of life and persistence, the polymaths finally chose life.

No one would laugh at them. In fact, after thousands of years of suffering, it is already very happy to be able to have the right to choose.

In the memory of Dick’s chaos, these Sindra elves chose to return to the night elves society after the assassination of Prince Tosidrin by the mysterious assassin, and finally after the cataclysm, desperately desperately. In fact, Kaldorei's rejection of the high-level elves still exists. It can be said that if there is a choice, these proud Syndras will not necessarily stick to the cold **** with their eyes.

However, Lesrods also said that a meeting of polymaths will be held, that is to say, the final destination of Syndra has not been determined yet, but it doesn’t matter. It can be done from Kael’thas’ regret with a grateful expression. It can be seen that the Sun King is very satisfied with this journey, even to the extreme.

Regardless of what Syndra decides in the end, at least Estulan, a polymath who has experienced the growth of Acando, is the one that Kael'thas must bring back to Quel'Thalas. Even for this, the Sun King is still collecting books. General Salorian Dawn Seeker and dozens of heavily armed lawbreakers were summoned from the room, asking them to "protect" Mr. Esturan at all costs before he returned!

Regarding this decision, the polymath who was busy studying the other elven holy sword-Quel'dra carried by Salorian did not refuse.

"Prince Tosidlin is the direct heir of Lord Villings. When he just took over the rule of Syndra, he was a very enlightened fellow."

Delaris rushed to the throne room from the secret passage of the library with a group of people who were ready for battle, and said to Kael'thas and Dick, "He even plans to open up a place other than Ere'Thalas. The second Syndra's gathering place, but unfortunately, without the magic node, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive in the outside world."

"Then what caused his temperament to change drastically?"

Liadrin, who was holding the Dragon's Summon and a silver shield in her hand, asked curiously. Delaris was silent for a while before speaking.

"Imotar, Torsedrin is the host of the magic circle that summoned Imottal. In order to search for this Void Mana Beast with huge magic power in his body, he immersed his mind in the Twisting Void for 7 days. After Imottal was summoned, Tosidlin fell into a deep sleep. He woke up two years later, and his personality had become distorted."

"Have you never suspected that his character was replaced?"

Jaina looked at Delaris in surprise, "Don't you know how terrible it is to spread the spirit into the Twisting Void? There are too many evils that can easily capture his spirit."

"No, the polymath has special skills, madam, you don’t have to worry about this at all. Tosedrin is still the Tosedrin, but Uncle Ledros once suspected privately that Tosedrin’s madness might be Because he saw something that he shouldn’t have seen, but unfortunately he refused to disclose any information, so there is no way for polymaths to confirm this."

Delaris stood at the forefront of the secret road, which was a sealed stone wall. He pulled out the broken blade behind him and looked at Dick and Kael'thas.

"Are you ready? Torsedrin and his evil servants are just ahead!"

Dick moved her fist, Lord Anvina didn’t come with him. In fact, the Sun Spirit hated everything related to demons. She stayed on the surface to enjoy the food. Kael'thas was there, so she didn’t need it this time. Dick went into battle and killed the enemy.

Kael'thas nodded, and Delaris took a deep breath and kicked the stone wall in front of him. As the stone shattered, a group of people rushed into the throne room, but they were oncoming. , Is a barrage of green evil fire.

There is also a distorted voice mixed in,

"I knew it! Those polymaths are unreliable! I knew it, you scumbags!"

Delaris, caught off guard, was hit by the evil fire head-on, and the whole person was wrapped in green flames, but Jaina quickly released a cloud of ice with his eyes and hands. Before the Sindra warrior was burned, he was freed from evil. Saved from the fire.

Dick supported the strong Naaru shield. In the surge of the powerful holy energy that reached the current body MAX, the almost indestructible holy light shield opened up in front of everyone, causing waves of frantic attacks. The evil fire ball returned without success.

At the same moment, Kael'thas and Jaina also launched a counterattack. The golden flame phoenix flew out from the palm of Kael'thas, swept over all obstacles in front of him with a gesture of devouring everything, and rushed in the direction of the attacker. After the phoenix, there was a cold wave of freezing heaven and earth. The white cold current spread from Jaina's feet, and soon covered most of the room in the cold eyes of the young lady.

Under this kind of frost barrier, the power of all fire magic will be reduced, but the effect is very poor for a wizard of Kael'thas level, but it is difficult enough for the attacker.

It was also at this time that Dick saw the face of the attacker. It was a white-haired elf wearing a turquoise exquisite armor and an exquisite crown on his head. He held a staff in one hand and a wand in the other. The long-handled battle sword looked like a guy with both magic and martial arts.

Of course, it’s not that there is no such profession as a magic swordsman in Azeroth, but it is absolutely rare. Even places where mages like Quel'Thalas and Dalaran gather together are very rare, but there is no doubt that , Torsedlin, should be such a guy, a powerful magic swordsman.

There were green spots in the eyes of this guy. He realized the difficulty of his opponent for the first time. He turned the staff back and held the long-handled sword in his hands. Then he slashed forward fiercely, purple. The storm gathered on his body and cut the flame phoenix that Kael'thas waved into a flame-like star in the air.

The Sun King's face became serious, and he waved out with one hand, and the Sin'dorei gold rod was put back in the storage space, accompanied by a touch of orange fire swaying in his hand, a unique shape of the pride of the sunstrider. Appeared in his hands.

"Be careful, this guy...it's not easy to deal with!"

At the same time, hearing the fight from the Throne Hall, the heavily armed Throne Guards also rushed in from the left and right passages. Seeing the dressing of these upper elves, Dick was startled. This was clearly in his memory, Su The dressing of the magic guards of Rama, this is obviously the elite soldiers handed down from Syndra from thousands of years ago!

Damn it, this horrible place is actually crouching!

Liadrin saw this scene, and without a word, she rushed towards the guard on the left with her sword and shield. Velind turned into a werewolf and followed behind the paladin, while Dass, who wielded heavy weapons, faced evil. Fire Storm rushed up to the right, and Demi, who drew the stabbing sword, followed him. He couldn't use the dragon form to fight in this place, which made Demetril a little depressed.

The two sides dispersed, Dick reduced the shield of Naaru to the size of a single large shield, and guarded Jaina. Tosidlin calmly confronted Kael'thas with magic, and even stood on the upper hand. , On the one hand, there is still room to attack Jaina who is holding him in the fight. Every time he swings his staff, there must be green fireballs in the sky attacking the young lady from all directions.

"This guy shouldn't be so strong!"

Dick waved the shield on his arm to help the lady block all the fireballs, turned his head and shouted at Delaris who was sitting up from the ground.

"Damn! He is weird, Delaris, go find out that weird! He can't be so strong!"

Delaris also noticed that the situation was not right. Although Tosidlin in his memory could play, as Dick said, he was definitely not as strong as this UG level!

In the eyes of everyone, a magic storm visible to the naked eye has even formed around Tosidlin’s body. Everything involved in it will be ruthlessly crushed into powder. That kind of violent and crazy magic wave is not like a If a mortal can control it, Kael'thas can still hold on. Tosedrin’s obviously abnormal attack cannot defeat him, but there are more and more guards on the left and right sides. If this drags on, sooner or later, he will be under siege. Scene.

Moreover, the guy in front of him who was gradually floating from the ground under the ascent of huge magic power, the "taste" on his body became more and more wrong.

"Dick, it's a magic node!"

After Kael'thas once again knocked Tosedlin out with the Phoenix flame a few steps away, from where Tosedrin was standing, the Sun King finally caught that special breath. He knew this magic very well, because in Quel'Thalas had the same breath.

During the battle, the Sun King used his special sound transmission technique to say in Dick’s ear,

"This lunatic has imprisoned at least one magic power node on his body. We are fighting against this land under our feet, and there is a strong smell of devil. I suspect that the devil's escape from the seal cannot be separated from him. , Go find those polymaths and destroy the remaining magic transmission points in this hall, otherwise it will be difficult for us to win!"

When the Paladin heard this, he immediately led Jaina back into the secret tunnel. He hurried through the secret tunnel. At the entrance of the secret tunnel, he found Ledros who was leaning on a wooden staff and looking worriedly for something.

"Loree scholar, Torsedrin has confined the magic node of Erethalas in his body, and takes us to the magic transmission point here!"

"What? Magic node!"

The polymath clearly understood what was going on better than Dick, and he hurried forward and grabbed Dick and Jaina by the arms.

"Come with me, Imottal's imprisonment circle is designed around the only remaining magical node of Ere'Thalas, Torsedrin... It looks like he is really crazy, quickly Come with me, if Imottal gets rid of the imprisonment, the city will be over! To destroy them, Imottal must be released. It's a dilemma."

The body of the old mage is shining with the light of teleportation, which is obviously different from the small portal that Jaina usually uses. After the white light flashed slightly, the three people appeared in the lobby outside the library. Outside the hall shining with heavy light, a dozen high-level elves, including Esturan, were struggling to maintain the barrier.

General Salorian, who was in charge of guarding them, was clutching his left arm, standing on the side pale, while the lawbreakers behind him were ready to fight.

"Come on, Ledros, there is something wrong with Imottal's seal, the monster is about to get out of trouble, and the fel is running away! This reckless elf wants to kill it, but is wounded by the crazy magic. Come and help us stabilize the magic node, I want to seal it back again!"

"It's Torsedlin!"

Ledros saw the filigree cracks shining on the heavy light curtain, like glass that was about to shatter, and with the passing of time, the shocking cracks were rapidly expanding.

"It's useless! Esturan, it was the **** of Tosedrin who moved his hands and feet. He stole the magic nodes. Get ready to fight, my brother, it's too late!"

Esturan turned his head to look at his old friend in disbelief, his eyes were almost the light of life being subverted.

"He... why? Why is he ruining this place?"

"No one knows why! Lorear, but the most important thing right now is to get through the trouble now!"

Dick strode forward, and he held the Wind Chasing Sword that he had not taken out for a long time. The exquisite light shield of the Naaru Shield was shining with golden light. Jaina followed behind him, and also squeezed the staff tightly. He wanted to be with him, but was stopped by his eyes. He looked back at the flustered polymaths and asked loudly,

"Can you still suppress it?"

"It can be suppressed, what do you want to do? Don't go in! The place has been filled with magic energy, you will be killed by magic energy!"

"Magic? I'm not afraid of that stuff! Suppress it with the greatest strength, Lorear, I'm going to kill it, before it can get rid of the seal completely!"