Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

At this moment, Alleria has recovered from her weakness. She looked at the direction of the arcane elements, and then turned to look at the Tower of Judgment which had been thrown far away, thinking of the team she had just seen. The galloping magic-breaker riding a zebra, grabbed the element and floated towards the Tower of Sunfury.

"#￥%&@.." The arcane element under her seat made a strange noise, as if to protest something, the female ranger put her hand on its surface, and she understood what the arcane element wanted to do: "Aurelie Miss Ya, Master Aristophane’s order is for me to send you to Windrunner’s residence, not elsewhere."

"Listen to me, go over there to see the king, I can't let him face this predicament alone." Alleria said firmly.

After a moment of silence, a slightly helpless voice came into Alleria's mind: "I understand, Miss Alleria."

Then the Arcane Elemental turned and floated to the north, Alleria sat cross-legged on it, slightly in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

On the other side, the tower of judgment.

"Salorian," Aristophane, trapped in the Forbidden Demon's enchantment, resounded flatly through the hall, "I have a question for you."

"please say."

"If my teacher Belovar was here, would you say the same to him?"

Salorian was speechless for a while, and others also remembered that the wizard mage in front of him had actually studied with Speaker Belovar for a while.

"Hmph, Master Belovar wouldn't do this kind of attack on the court like you." Quincy said with a cold snort.

"Then you dare to try his family without conclusive evidence?" Aristophane looked at the presiding judge and clenched the hilt with his left hand.

Quincy has nothing to say now.

"Oh, I see, that's it." Aristophane sighed, and instead hung the one-handed sword around his waist, the whole person slowly floated.

Salorian remembered what Anasteria had reminded him: "Salorian, you must be careful when you go this time. He has a peculiar transformation spell. I don’t think the Forbidden Demon Enchantment can Can trap him."

"Quickly, stop his spell!" Salorian commanded the spellbreaker in the barrier loudly.

"Arana, go forward! For Quel'Thalas!" The lawbreakers raised their shields and yelled as they approached Aristophanes.

"..." Aristophane didn't care about the lawbreaker who was close to him, but directly transformed into the form of the "lawmaker". The secret energy escaping from his body constantly impacted the surrounding lawbreakers and them. The gray enchantment behind.

Then Aristophan raised his hands, the purple energy quickly gathered into the ball, and then he scored with both hands, and several pure purple energy waves swept across the barrier instantly from small to large.

"Defensive on the spot!" The captain of the Spellbreaker team reacted extremely quickly. He immediately inserted the shield into the marble ground and curled up behind the shield. He had seen how Aristophanes was in Silvermoon City. The one who killed the Eredar mage, so always kept vigilant.

Other spellbreakers have learned a lot, but most of them were knocked into the air before they had time to insert their shields on the ground, and then hit the gray enchantment. After a flash of light and a series of explosions, the magic equipment on their bodies lost their magic power. The magic crystals and precious gems were also shattered.

However, Aristophane didn't stop. He glanced at the captain of the lawbreaker who was still standing, and then folded his hands forward, and a blue-purple round circle formed in front of everyone.

"Be careful, everyone! Breaking the light waves!" After Aristophan finished speaking, a beam of pure energy with purple and red rushed out of the circle and went straight to the gray enchantment.

Salorian watched as the gray enchantment began to glow and twist, and it took less than half a minute from the appearance of cracks to the complete fragmentation.

"This..." Quincy and McGuire were stunned. They thought that the barrier designed by Belovar himself could trap Aristophane for a long time.

Aristophane took a cold look at the three of them, and then said to the elf holding the sword: "Salorion, the two men beside you wanted to reassure Kael'thas for an unreasonable charge. On my body and deprived of my property, one directly tortured Alleria."

"What, torture?" Salorian was still calm when he heard the first sentence, but was stunned when he heard the second sentence.

"Ask the judge yourself, and then I will start the next round of revenge."

"Wait, Aristophanes!"

But the wizard mage ignored him, but flew out directly.

"Master Salorian, let's leave quickly." McGuire took the opportunity to get to his side and whispered.

The elf holding the sword glanced at him, then walked quickly to his Spellbreaker squad leader: "All right?"

"It's okay," the captain shook his head, "he is still merciful."

"Be merciful? That's not necessarily." Salorian said, just as Aristophanes' voice came in from outside, and Salorian walked out of the hall and saw Aristophanes floating high above the trial. On the top of the tower, a huge projection appeared in front of him.

"Inhabitants of Silvermoon City, my fellow elves, I am Aristophane Windrunner, but do you know me? Have you heard of me? Now I want to ask for myself, my family, and my subordinates. Be fair."

Not only them, but everyone in Silvermoon City saw him, heard his speech, and then saw his spells.

"Salorian, give you a chance to get all the elves inside."

The king’s guard knew that the wizard wizard in front of him was not joking. He quickly ordered the lawbreakers who had taken off their armor to carry out the judges who were still twitching. McGuire was mixed among them, and Quincy walked to the trial. On the top of the tower, facing Aristophanes floating in the air.

In the Tower of Sunfury, Anasteria and Kael'thas looked at Alleria, and at the same time they heard Aristophane's words.

"This is Silvermoon City, what does he want to do?!" Kael'thas stood up angrily and walked out.

"Sit down, Kael'thas!" Anasteria snapped.

"Father, but he..."

"I'll let you sit down!" A gleam of light flashed in Anasteria's eyes, and Alleria felt her breath suffocated. The huge amount of solar well energy burst out instantly, directly restraining Kael'thas. Keep him immobile.

Then Anasteria shook her head in disappointment, turned to look at the female ranger, and said cheerfully, "I've made you wronged, Alleria."

The ranger shook her head: "Your Majesty, it's nothing, but now we must find a way to calm Aristophanes, otherwise..."

"I understand, but some people stretched their hands too long, so I took this opportunity to teach them a lesson." Anasteria said with a serious expression, "and the court actually got in touch with those people. , It seems it’s time to clean up."

Seeing the elves whose temperament changed dramatically in front of them, Alleria swallowed ~www.ltnovel.com~As for you, Kael'thas," Anasteria said, "reckless and conceited, still too young. . "

At this moment, a violent vibration spread, and the three of them looked in the direction of the Tower of Judgment: the tower that originally represented justice and law was now broken in appearance, and at the same time large and small explosions were appearing on the tower. Each layer.

"Is this the real strength of the master?" McGuire opened his mouth and watched as the elves in the sky kept casting spells and attacking the tower. Next to him, lay the presiding judge Quincy Dasselar, who had been knocked out, covered with cold sweat. His back.

In a short while, the entire tower was crumbling under the indiscriminate bombing of Aristophanes.

"Why didn't anyone stop him?" McGuire murmured.

"Because he is the real Great Magister!" Salorian gave him a cold look.

With a "boom", the tower that had stood for five thousand years in Silvermoon City fell to the ground, and officially announced the Windrunner family to the elves of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas and Silvermoon City, which has always been known as a ranger. The royal party nobles of the Kingdom have appeared the youngest elven magister in the history of seven thousand years!