Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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On the Deadwind Path, Lineumoville, Troll Priest Jalro suddenly woke up from his sleep sweating profusely.

"Bethek, is this your inspiration to me?" She recalled the trembling of the soul in the dream just now, and immediately got up from the bed, took off the cloak hung behind the door and rushed out.

"Stop, troll, what are you going to do?" The elf ranger guard on the first floor stopped Jarro who was about to put on his hood.

"I want to see your lord!" Jarlo said anxiously.

"Sorry, our lord does not see outsiders at this time. I think you should wait until dawn to speak."

"It's too late Elf, you don't know what we will face!"

"That won't work! Go back to your room, troll!" The elf bowed slightly, his hand gradually tightening the hilt around his waist.

"...Well, then I hope to see Aristophanes at dawn."

"You'll see it." After Yallo finished speaking, he turned and returned to the second floor. The elf guard sneered. Hearing the sound of the door opening and closing, he turned and stood on the spot, continuing to look at the moonlight night before him.

But on the second floor where he could not see, a window was quietly opened. The troll priest turned his head and glanced at the unresponsive elf guard. He dexterously turned over the window edge, a burst of smoke flashed by, and a black cheetah appeared. On the top of the porch, her footsteps were light, her body brilliance flowed, and her figure gradually disappeared.

"God of Leopard, please tell me where should I go to find Aristophanes?" Along with Yallo's soft prayers, white moonlight appeared in front of her, and the troll priest followed the instructions and quickly moved away from the inn. She turned around and bypassed the patrolling elves, dwarves, and humans. Several times she was almost spotted by the magical structure in the team, but she eventually came to the outside of Aristophanes’ Mage Tower without any risk.

"Is this his mage tower..." The troll raised his head in a daze, looking at the jade-white tower in front of him in the moonlight. The mysterious blue runes echoed the purple magic circle, a huge purple multi-faceted crystal. Slowly spinning on the top of the tower, sprinkling endless stars.

At this moment, the two humanoid structures that looked like sculptures stood up at the door. In Yallo's eyes, they activated the crystals on the arms, and the blue light circle spread out around them, and then on their respective heads. Turned into a blue eye, staring straight at where he was.

"Did they find me? How is this possible? Besik's power still envelopes me and protects me!" Hidden in the shadow, Jallo raised his left paw and found that everything was as usual, and the divine power flowed dimly on the paw No light, ordinary people can't find it at all, I am afraid that only the most elite shadow hunters can feel the breath of the wind slightly.

The two mechanical structures stood quietly on the spot, the blue eyes on one of the heads flashed, and then the light blue ball behind them lit up, a tall element guard floating in mid-air. Walked out of the white light, stood on the edge of the shadow, and directed at Yallo, a slightly mechanically strange voice came from it: "Priest Yallo, the master is waiting for you in the living room, please come with me ."

The troll priest was stunned, then walked out of the shadows: "Who are you? Why can you see me?"

"I am Markdos, the master’s elemental steward. I’m glad to meet you, Priest Jalro. I can’t see you myself, but the two scout guards can tell the difference based on the temperature. The master has already identified your physical signs. The features including the transformation into a panther are entered into our database, so I can recognize you."

After listening to the explanation, Yallo was stunned. Although he didn't understand what "temperature difference" was, it was obvious that the elemental guard in front of him had discovered her location. So the priestess canceled the spell altogether, a burst of smoke flashed, and a tall figure appeared in front of it: "Well, Markdos, now take me to see Aristophanes. I have an urgent matter to explain to him. !"

"Okay, please come with me, ma'am." Markdos led the troll to the blue crystal teleportation orb, and gestured to the troll to extend his hand. Jarlo glanced at it hesitantly, and then placed his hand. Above, with a flower in front of her, she found herself in a hall.

"Here, Jallo." The elf mage who was accompanying Melin Sera and Isarios in the discussion team waved at her when they saw someone coming. The troll priest walked to his side and looked carefully at the two people beside the elf mage. Suddenly, Bethek’s phantom appeared behind her, roaring at Isarios and Melinthera, as if It means that the troll in front of him is protected by himself.

"Long time no see, Besik, where have you been recently?" Melin Sera greeted Cheetah Loa in a friendly manner. Bessak lay down quietly with his paws resting on his chin. Snorted at the Green Dragon Princess.

"Okay, I see," Melin Sera focused her gaze on the troll priest, "Go ahead, high priest of Bethek, what do you want to say when you come so late?"

Yalluo swallowed and looked at the serious and vigorous green-haired elf in front of him with a little nervousness. After all, the person in front of him could communicate with the **** of Loa whom she believed in, and the two were very familiar.

"Don't be nervous, Jallo, these two will join our raid team and launch an infiltration attack on Zul'Gurub." Aristophane comforted him at this time, "Tell me what you see? "

"I... I had a weird dream. I saw the altar of Zul'Gurub in the dream. Jin'do has been recognized by all high priests, and even his name has changed. He now calls himself the 'God Breaker' and..."

"And what?"

"I also saw the giant wind snake that was bound, Jindo called it Haka in his dream, Haka the Soul Reaver..."

"You said you saw Hakkar?" Isarios' eyes lit up and he asked immediately.

"It should be," Yallo nodded, then shook his head, "but this is very abnormal. According to the record, Haka is so powerful, how could it be controlled by Jindu so easily?"

"That's hard to say," Melin Sera exhaled as if she understood something at this time. "It seems that those trolls should have mastered some method of suppressing Hakkar, so as to draw power from him. , This is really bold."

"The most important thing is that he succeeded. No wonder I feel that the beam of light has weakened a lot today, but it has become a lot stronger." Aristophanes thoughtfully, "If you say this, a controllable, sensible The troll priests of "are much easier to deal with than an animal **** who descends into the material world."

"You’re right, let’s do that. I’m going to inform Her Majesty the Queen now and ask her to gather people to join our team, guard the mountain pass that goes north, and draw the troll’s attention there, and then we will be like last time, Assemble an elite team and directly climb over the mountains on the Vietnamese side~www.ltnovel.com~ to raid Zul'Gurub from a high altitude!" After Isarios finished speaking, he turned and walked out, while Melin Sera arrived. Bethek's side, his hands were covered by a green light film, and he gently touched the illusory black panther and rubbed its head. Bethek snored happily, while Jallo was caught by the wizard wizard. Pulling aside, asked more carefully about the dream state.

At the same time, the elven rangers stationed at the pass on the north side of Stranglethorn Vale were also raided by the troll shadow hunters. They hide in the dark jungle shadows, adjust their bodies with the help of darkness, and keep throwing the spears in their hands. With the help of some four-legged structures, the rangers barely prevented the first batch of attacks, but when the second batch of attacks with Gurubashi troll ragers as the main team arrived, the rangers’ defenses quickly collapsed. .

Looking at the turbulent trolls in front of me, the captain of the ranger stationed here raised the Farstrider flag to stand for his position after sending out helpers. The white tower was shining under the purple arcane lantern, and the flag was rustling in the wind. It rang, but soon the commands of the troll and elven words, the collision of weapons, and the screams of the two sides overwhelmed it, and the rich blood gradually diffused, painting a cruel touch to the darkness before dawn color.

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