Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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The tavern was full of voices, and many elves who were drinking greeted "Domnar" one after another: "Ha, Domnar, long time no see, where have you been during this time."

"Long time no see everyone, I went to work on some other things and made a small fortune," Abbas, oh no, should be called Domnar at this time, he sat at the bar and shouted, "Now I will pay for the drinks for the night!"

"Ooh!" Cheers echoed in the tavern.

Watching the spectacle of demons dancing, Falek, the bartender, owner and bartender, shook the crystal cocktail bottle in his hand and asked, "What can I do, Domnar?"

"Well, how about a sailor mojito from Kul Tiras."

Bartender Faleck's pupils shrank, he glanced at the elf in front of him and then quickly lowered his eyelids, "Sailor Mojito? That's terrible, Domnar."

"It's just suitable for rangers and sailors to drink, isn't it?" Domnar shrugged. "If you don't, let me tell you the recipe. First take a 500ml cocktail glass and add half of the Brennerdam apple brandy. Base wine, then add one-third of the Admiralty spirits, one-third of the anchor gin, beat in half a lynx egg white, stir well and pour out, and finally cover with a piece of golden sunflower petals , A pale golden golden thorn grass blade, a silver silver leaf grass blade, it is said that a certain mage lord specially chose to commemorate his three sisters. People who have tasted it said it was good."

Faleck could no longer remain calm, he asked in a low voice in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Don't care who I am, I will come to you in the evening." Domnar said, he raised his glass and joined the celebrating crowd.

At night, Faleck, who had sent away the last drunken elf, stood at the door. He looked around, and there was no sound around him. Only the "sweeping" sound of an uncontrolled magic broom sweeping the floor reached his ears.

Falek closed the door, turned around and found Domnar sitting by the bar, and he had just confirmed that there was no one around him.

The bartender took a deep breath and walked to the bar. Without asking Domnar what he wanted, he dexterously tuned out two glasses of Sailor Mojito. The dark red wine was dotted with gold, light gold, With silver crumbs, the bartender pushed one of them to Domnar in the air, and then raised the wine glass in front of him, knocking on the table with his other free hand.

Domnar woke up from a daze, and took the wine in front of him and touched Faleck.

"Ding~" The long voice echoed in the quiet tavern.

The dark red wine gleamed with gold and silver under the light, Domnar took a sip, coughed twice, and quickly put it on the table.

"Why, it's not to your taste?" Faleck asked jokingly, holding the glass.

"It's really strong." Domnar grinned.

Faleck put down his wine glass and activated the soundproof barrier near the bar: "Okay, don't perform anymore, who are you?"

Domnar took out a badge and threw it on the counter table, picked up the wine glass and continued tasting it.

Faleck picked up the badge. On the white badge was a red phoenix that was about to fly. He recognized that it was the logo of the "Shadow Blade" belonging to the king’s secret army, but the phoenix was surrounded by a yellow border inlaid with gold. Surprised.

"Well, Faleck, I believe you know which unit I belong to. You read that right. I am indeed the commander of Shadow Blade."

The bartender smiled bitterly and handed the badge to "Domnar": "Your Excellency Abbas, you really gave me a big surprise..."

After finishing his glass of wine, Abbas motioned to Faleck to give him another glass: "Give me another glass, surprise? The shock is almost the same."

After he finished speaking, he took a scroll from his arms and placed it on the bar, and when Faleck filled him with wine again, Abbas pushed the scroll over.

"what is this?"

"Listen, Falek, if the king knows what's in it, I'll probably be sentenced to death, and you must keep it a secret if you follow," Abbas looked serious at this time, "You feel the undercurrent of the kingdom. Is it?"

"You mean..." Faleck looked solemn.

"Yes, His Majesty Anasteria has changed. I can't say whether this change is good or bad, but I always feel that something bad will happen. The Shadow Blade is not the King's Shadow Blade, but Quill. The shadow blade of Salas, as the leader of the shadow blade, I must be responsible to the kingdom. This scroll records in detail the disharmony of the king for nearly a hundred years. I need you to give it to your lord, please do it early ready."

"But Master Aristophanes has left Quelza Arras? Why don't you give it to the Speaker?"

Abbas was holding the wine glass and his eyes were deep: "I gave it, but Belovar-sama seemed to be afraid of something and didn't accept it at all, so I had to pass it to Aristophanes, hoping he would realize it. The weirdness in it."

Falek looked at the scroll covered with ink pad, nodded and put it away: "I will, Lord Abbas, don't worry."

The leader of the Shadow Blade nodded and raised his glass: "ForQuel\'! For Quel'Thalas!"

"ForQuel\'! For Quel'Thalas!"

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When this information scroll came to Aristophane's hands, he was deploying an alchemy potion to treat Taranas.

"Take the life essence of the Red Dragon Queen as a primer, take the clear water around Life Guardian Ammonam as a base, blend in a fruit of Akan'dor, and add some other things should be almost the same."

The wizard mage looked at the draft paper filled with calculations, collected them and gave them to the small structure next to it, and then let it crush them, and then left the laboratory with the result of the calculation.

Back in his office, Aristophane saw the scroll with the "Shadow Blade" emblem at a glance. He sat at the desk and opened it, looking at the dense written records, and reading it carefully.

"It seems that it was the curse that the traitor Griffin Daywalker released to the king. No, it shouldn't be him. Daywalker doesn't have such strength. It's the man behind him, the Fallen Titan? It should be correct, too. Only the curse released by the Titans can be so long-lasting, secretive, and subtly affecting the ruler of Quel'Thalas..." Aristophant knocked on the table thoughtfully, "Then the king's change is understandable. However, is this change affected by the king’s own will or a curse?"

After thinking for a while, Aristophan wrote a reply letter to Falek, asking him to protect himself and not to force top-secret information. If there is still information coming from the Shadow Blade, you don’t need to upload it layer by layer, and directly hand it over to the Far Traveler They pass.

The elven mage sealed the scroll that Abbas had given him to the secret cabinet, and sighed: "Anyway, it is true that Anasteria is reclaiming power, and he is almost invincible with the sun well. Locally, and there is very little I can do right now, development is the last word!"

Then Aristophane came to Ammonam who was sleeping, and took a very small trace of life essence and some of the lake water in it. At this time, Amunam’s state has changed. Red lines began to appear on its body, dark green seaweeds swayed wildly in the mud around it, and some small silver fishes also wandered in the water, no longer lifeless. .

After preparing the potion, Taranas drank it without saying a word. A flame seemed to burn from his mouth to his stomach. The elf ranger knelt on the ground, opened his mouth wide and wanted to yell, but could only say "Hoho "The voice quickly left beads of sweat the size of soybeans on the hideous face.

His horror frightened the onlookers, Vereesa leaned close to her elder sister, and Alleria turned to look at the elf mage who was still observing: "What should I do, Aristophane?"

"He can only survive it by himself," Aristophane shook his head. "After all, supplementing vitality is not so easy."

About five minutes later, Taranas stopped struggling, panting heavily, got up from the ground, ignoring the dust on his clothes, and picked up the teapot "tontonton" with clean water next to it. When he got up, with the intake of water, peculiar changes also appeared in his body.

"How do you feel, Taranas?" Aristophane looked at him closely. The dull red hair was now bright and bright, and two long bright red facial lines stretched from the forehead to the chin, exuding The blue eyes also turned deep red, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared.

"Huh, I'm so thirsty," Taranas put down the teapot, then looked up at Aristophanes, with lingering fears, "This kind of pain is really...unspeakable, but it works."

The ranger clenched his fists, then jumped up and tried, and found that his physical strength was much stronger than in his heyday. Now let him face the troll warlord, not to mention easily defeating it, at least he won’t be hit by a single blow. Return.

"It looks like I have to get used to my body first," Taranas said, turning his head to the female ranger captain who was looking at him, "Alleria, I'll go to your team and give you a shot, how about?"

"You are too polite, Uncle Taranas," Alleria waved her hand quickly, "I'll give you a shot."

"Well, Taranas will follow Alleria's team to familiarize themselves with the environment, and then I will arrange other tasks for you." Aristophanes made the final decision.

On the other side, in the jungle defense line of Windrunner Territory, Li Leisa is leading the Farstrider Ranger to explore the trail of the troll.

Li Leisa looked at the cluttered trails on the edge of the jungle and muttered to herself: "Strange, these are marks from almost ten days ago. Why didn't the trolls take advantage of the situation to enter the jungle?"

"Perhaps our last counterattack against the beasts also caused them so much damage that they were unable to attack." A ranger speculated.

"Don't be careless," Li Leisa's face was solemn, "There are also powerful characters among trolls. Do you remember the troll who knocked Taranas into the air with one blow? I think they must be hiding a bigger conspiracy. Let's continue scouting!"

"Yes!"

They disappeared in the same place in an instant. Looking from the sky, about ten such ranger squads were going deep into the jungle from west to east ~www.ltnovel.com~ and in the fortress of Zuaman, the troll warlord Zul'jin was at the altar. Listen to the plan of the chief priest.

"Malakas, that is to say, you can seal the essence of the animal gods in the body of the strongest warriors of the tribe, thereby enhancing their combat effectiveness?"

"Yes, respectable Lord Zul'jin, of course it is still unstable. Once we mature, we will have at least five powerful forest trolls. They will become the sharpest spears in your hand, killing those Guy with pointed ears."

"Very well, Malakas, let go and do it. Once successful, I will promote your position for the sake of the Zu Aman Empire!"

"For the Zul'Aman Empire!" Accompanied by Zulkin's shouts, one after another battle roar resounded through this ancient fortress. At the same time, the cries of various animals joined in, and the clouds were filled, seeming to herald the next war storm. Coming.

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