Warhammer Wizard

O'Culler lets a blood elf ranger into Might and Magic, and it doesn't take long for the ranger to bring back news.

"Your Excellency Raislin." Ocule respectfully said: "The Countess invites you to visit Santra's residence, but only you can go in..." He said this with a nervous expression, looking at Izt, afraid of the Holy Order The strong are angry.

Santra's House is a hidden place of blood elves, and few outsiders know of its existence.

It is impossible for Countess Livlyn to let strangers in at will, and there are no saint-level powerhouses in Santra's residence. If this drow is not good for the blood elves, it will definitely be a terrible disaster.

The other few people didn't mess with them, so naturally they had to be blocked.

"This is how blood elves treat guests?"

Barack immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, and several teammates were not too happy. Although they could understand the reason for the vigilance of the blood elves, it was a disappointment to be turned away.

Ocule felt bitter in his heart, but he had to explain: "Everyone, please forgive our hardships. Santra's residence is an important place for blood elves. In the past, extraordinary people were invited to enter, but later they brought us A lot of trouble and almost leaking the location of Santra's house."

"You think we'll leak the news?" Barack asked rhetorically.

The blood elf mage looked embarrassed, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Yes, this is our concern, please be considerate."

Barack sneered.

He didn't have this idea at first, but now that he sees the blood elves being so protective of himself, he wants to do it instead.

Just as he was about to get angry, Izzet held down Barack's shoulder, shook his head slightly, and said to Ocule: "If we won't let us in, then forget it. Please rest assured, we won't leak it to anyone. Santra's position."

Ocule put down his hanging heart, bowed and saluted, and said gratefully, "Thank you for your tolerance."

The dark elf didn't say much, and looked at Raistlin.

Raistlin was still trying to figure out a way to let everyone in, but seeing Izzet voluntarily gave up, he stopped thinking about it. He knew that Izt was reminding himself to be careful, so he nodded, "You are waiting for me nearby, and I will come out soon."

"Okay." Izzet took Barack and withdrew from the encirclement of blood elves.

Athena and Dawnsos also left.

"Your Excellency Raistlin, please." O'Culler asked the surrounding blood elves to move away, waved his hand, and the vines made way for a wide passage.

He led the way, through the magic door.

Raistlin passed through the door, and the scene before him changed. He found himself in a bright room with no windows on the surrounding walls. The overhead was illuminated by crystal lamps. .

"This should be the dungeon of Abraken."

"Just don't know how deep?"

There are a group of blood elf guards around, and their eyes are full of vigilance and curiosity. Ocule said again: "Your Excellency, please come with me."

He led Raistlin out of the room's only door.

Then he stood at the door and turned around and said, "Welcome to Santra Residence."

Raisin's eyes suddenly opened up, and the interior of a magnificent temple came into view. His position was a doorway on the side, and he could see the whole view of the temple. It is oval in shape as a whole, with a length of more than 300 meters at both ends. It uses huge columns to support a dome that is dozens of meters high, as if you were in a stadium in a previous life.

There are two rows of crystal lamps hanging above the dome, emitting a dazzling light, illuminating like daytime.

There is a small square in the middle of the ground below. It is paved with neat stone slabs. There is a magic fountain in the center. The square is surrounded by clean and tidy streets. The streets are planted with beautiful flowers. Every tree is carefully cut and the air is fresh , without the slightest sense of suffocation.

There are exquisite houses on both sides of the street, with a distinct elf style.

Every door is decorated with gorgeous velvets, embroidered with intricate patterns, and the buildings are mainly red, with corridors, towers, terraces, courtyards, etc., each of which is ingenious, but it is completely different from the surrounding. one.

Magical creations are everywhere on the street.

Arcane puppets patrolling on a fixed route, with a body of more than four meters high, making heavy footsteps when passing by; a broom that sweeps the floor automatically, sweeping the streets all the time; the air is filled with arcane energy, emitting a dim light, Dreamy.

Such a wonderful elf dwelling, if it is not known in advance, it is unimaginable that it is located in an underground depth of unknown number of meters.

Raistlin's face showed admiration: "It's a beautiful home."

"This is just a place to live." O'Culler said with a reserved expression, "Our home is in Eversong City. If Your Excellency Raislin has a chance, you can go and see it."

"I'm looking forward to it." Raistlin said politely.

O'Culler didn't know if it was intentional to show off, or for some other reason, instead of using teleportation, he led Raistlin on foot through the blood elves' residence. Walking on a spotless street, there are not many blood elves passing by, but they all turn around and even stop, casting surprised eyes.

Raistlin was watching them too.

Blood elves are about the same height as humans, and their appearance is very outstanding. They are handsome and beautiful, and they are slender. It is almost impossible to find a mediocre one.

Their occupations are mostly rangers, and four out of about ten are rangers.

The remaining two are mages, one is an assassin, and three are unknown professions who hold the blood-colored holy light. The proportion is very high, and the number is second only to the rangers.

On the contrary, there are not many lawbreakers who are very well-known in Ellenus.

Looking closely at these blood elves who hold the Holy Light, they are obviously much stronger than their clansmen. They wear armor and carry heavy two-handed swords. They obviously have strong melee strength. At the same time, the Scarlet Holy Light also gave them both healing ability, strong strength, high defense, and healing. The overall strength was much higher than that of rangers and assassins, almost comparable to mages.

The Knight of Light in the blood elves?

Raistlin felt strange in his heart. Unsurprisingly, this profession should have been born in the blood elves not long ago, so it was not known to outsiders.

The Eye of Soul found that all blood elves who mastered the Holy Light were mentally unstable.

They are all troubled by some kind of mental problem and have potential hidden dangers.

Even so, the racial talent of blood elves is much higher than that of humans, and almost everyone has extraordinary power. The ratio of mages is close to 20%, and humans are left without a trace.

Long life, so that there are no weaklings in the elves.

These blood elves are even more elite, with nearly half of them possessing high-level strength.

Raistlin followed O'Cule all the way, through a passage, and came to another underground town with a slightly smaller space.

Ocule didn't hide it. He told Raisin Santra that there were four such underground spaces, all of which were connected to each other. They were developed on the basis of the ruins after they discovered the underground ruins in Abraken. , which took over a hundred years.

Like other elven cities, Santra's residence has a network of magical energy, and all activities rely on magical energy.

The vast majority of blood elves live on "Novafax Island", the Isle of Vengeance.

For strongholds like Santra's residence, blood elves have built many places in the New World. The locations are hidden, and the number of people is small, but not necessarily all of them are built underground.

However, O'Culler did not say how many blood elves were in Santra's residence.

In fact, even if he didn't say it, Raistlin could figure it out. In front of the all-seeing eye, nothing can be hidden.

The blood elves in Santra's residence range from one thousand to fifteen hundred.

This is an incredible force to be reckoned with.

"We're here." Ocule stopped in front of a luxurious and tall building. There were several arcane puppets standing guard at the door, and a whole group of blood elves who mastered the Holy Light stood next to them. Inevitably curious.

"Your Excellency Ocule, the countess invites you and your guests to come in." A blood elf mage greeted him.

Entering it, passing through corridors and gardens, and finally reaching the living room deep in the garden, Raistlin saw a female blood elf sitting inside.

She is more beautiful than her own clan, even among elves, she is rarely seen, with long dark red hair neatly tied behind her head, revealing a white neck and a pair of pointed ears. There was a faint red glow in the depths of her eyes. She was tall and well-proportioned. She was wearing well-fitting magic armor.

Raistlin's heart moved slightly, this should be Countess Livlyn.

On the way here, O'Culler mentioned that her full name was "Livlin* Qingge", she was of noble birth, inherited the title of earl of the family, and had a very high status among the blood elves.

Santra House was created by Countess Livlyn.

The Eye of Soul saw that Livlyn also mastered the Scarlet Holy Light, and it was the strongest that Raistlin had ever seen, and had reached the pinnacle of legend.

After Raistlin entered the door, the female elf stood up and greeted: "Baradas, Malanore."

"I've seen the lady." Raistlin nodded in response.

A red light flashed in Livlin's eyes, and she realized that she could not see through Raistlin's strength. Even though Ocule had already sent someone back to inform him of this information in advance, and delayed the time to give herself enough time to prepare, But when she actually saw it, she was still very surprised.

And Raistlin was just one of those strange visitors.

At this moment, the legendary mage at Santra's residence is monitoring other people outside, especially the holy demon hunter, which makes Livlin extremely fearful.

"Your Excellency Raistlin, please take a seat."

Livlin didn't show enthusiasm, she had a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, and asked directly in imperial language: "Are you from Wezeland?"

"Exactly." Raistlin took out his badge and flashed it.

Next to Livlin was a male blood elf with a very young face. In fact, he was over 600 years old. He was an eighteenth-level mage. Judging from his status, he should be second only to the countess.

The blood elf mage nodded slightly, indicating to the countess that the badge was real.

The Eye of Soul noticed that the emotions of both of them fluctuated. Obviously, they are no strangers to the Weizeland badge. From this, it can be judged that the blood elves must be very aware of the Xinxiang Floating City that was built on Shield Island, and even had contact with them.

Raistlin was not surprised.

The construction of Xinxiang Floating City took more than 20 years, and the establishment of Santra's residence was as early as more than 100 years ago. With such a big movement, it is impossible to hide the blood elves from what happened so close at hand.

Livlin maintained a sense of alienation, and said lightly: "Guests from afar, if you want to get clues about the floating city from me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Your Excellency, since the Floating Void City jumped away three years ago, it has never appeared again." Ocule next to him also added.

Raistlin was slightly disappointed.

He thought that the blood elves had invited him into Santra's residence because they had useful clues to tell him.

The eye of the soul saw that the other party did not lie.

"Ma'am, how much do you know about Xinxiang Floating City?" Raistlin asked. Come here, simply ask the situation of the year, maybe you can find some useful things.

"Not too much." Livlin said, "I know what you want to ask. When the Wezeland wizards built a floating city on Shield Island, I was originally opposed to it. Later, considering that a floating city can clear the enemy, It even threatens the Scourge Legion, so acquiesce to your construction, neither objecting nor interfering."

"Just later..."

The blood elf snorted coldly and looked rather displeased, "Not only did the floating city fail to clear the undead, but it fell into the hands of the Scourge Legion. If I had known this, I would never have allowed you to build a floating city."

"I'm sorry about that." Raistlin didn't argue.

The responsibility for the loss of Xinxiang Floating City is indeed in Weizeland. Although this is the failure of Speaker Modra and the nobles of Modu, it has nothing to do with me, but for the blood elves, there is no difference between the two, and it is Weize anyway. Wizard Lan made a big mistake.

The blood elves' biggest enemy is the Scourge Legion, and the sea of ​​blood is mortal.

That's why they changed their name to Blood Elves.

Originally, the blood elves were already at a standstill in the face of the endless army of undead. They resisted hard for more than three thousand years. Even the island of revenge was breached many times and lost countless clansmen. Now the Scourge has a floating city, making the blood elves' situation even worse.

If the floating city appears in the sky of Vengeance Island one day, it will be a disaster for the blood elves.

Livlin didn't have any hatred for Wazeland wizards, and she was already relatively restrained.

She glanced at Raistlin again, and suddenly said, "Lord Raistlin, with your strength, your position in Wezeland should not be low, right?"

Raistlin nodded silently.

"Are you a member of the Council of Six?" the Countess asked again, "Can I see Her Excellency Anselwaldaus?"

"Yes." Raistlin replied.

He probably guessed the other party's intentions, no wonder he invited himself in even at the expense of exposing Santra's residence.

Sure enough, Livlin said: "Wazeland has an inescapable responsibility for the Scourge Legion's acquisition of the Floating City. In this regard, the Regent believes that the blood elves have no right to be held accountable, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the internal affairs of the clan, but I have a difference. If one day in the future, the floating city of the Scourge is attacking Vengeance Island, I hope Wezeland can resist."

"After all, this is what you caused, so you have to take responsibility."

After speaking, Livlin's tone became more and more serious.

She stared at Raistlin closely, thinking that Raistlin would raise an objection, but unexpectedly, Raistlin immediately agreed: "This is as it should be~www.readwn.com~ Wezeland will not evade responsibility."

The three blood elves in the living room were surprised.

"You can call the shots?" Livlyn raised her slender eyebrows, "Don't you need to ask His Excellency Anse Waldos for instructions?"

"I'm looking for traces of the floating city to destroy it." Raistlin replied calmly: "This is also the will of all wizards in Wezeland."

"very good!"

Livlin was very satisfied with this statement, and the coldness in her eyes melted a little, "I'm relieved that Wezeland has such an attitude."

She said to Ocule, "Let some guests in."

In Raistlin's puzzlement, O'Culler walked out of the living room and came back soon. Behind him followed seven or eight figures, all of them were human wizards. Among them was a tall witch he was very familiar with, with black hair like waterfalls and eyes as bright as starlight, he couldn't help saying in surprise, "Palaris, why are you here?"