Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"I'm back, Azeroth!"

To the southwest of the Deadwind Path, a portal suddenly appeared, and a blond-haired, blue-eyed elf mage stepped out of it.

"It's still a familiar environment!" Aristophanes nodded in satisfaction, looking at the intact hidden defensive barrier, the rich arcane magic power, and the arcane crystals growing on the ground.

However, when he looked out of the magic circle, his expression changed drastically:

Most of the originally lush forest had disappeared, and the creatures that lived in the forest had disappeared without a trace. With his good eyesight, he could only see that except for the area protected by the magic circle, the ecology of the entire Deadwind Path had been greatly damaged.

Aristophanes quickly dug out the key to enter and exit the magic circle, walked out with a cross in one hand and a cane in the other.

The headwind trail at this time is just like the game description in the previous life. The dark sky indicates that the storm is coming. The wind full of uncleanness and death screams in the canyon, and the dead trees cast shadows with teeth and claws. The flow is increasingly chaotic and evil.

The elf frowned. He was a little puzzled. According to the system, if the time ratio is five to one, Azeroth would not have passed five years. Why did Deadwind Path become like this?

He opened the system interface and looked directly at the bottom:

------------------Timely information-------------

Refined Staff Information Update: Karma Taj Battle Staff - Warlike, Owner Natalia Arianovna.

Anchor plane 2 is frozen (charging).

[Main task]: Investigate the abnormality of the headwind trail.

Looking at the gleaming 【Main Quest】, Aristophanes clicked on it and checked the mission description:

During the time you were away, the ecological environment of Deadwind Path has undergone drastic changes, and most of the animals and plants have been directly destroyed. As a mage with keen perception, you smell some evil magic in the air. Investigate And solve the source of the problem, the reward is unknown.

Looking at the thoughtless task prompt, the elf took a deep breath, and then unconsciously absorbed a little chaotic magic in the air, almost choking.

"Ahem," coughing twice, Aristophanes frowned. How could he find the culprit of the destruction in such a huge canyon?

"I'd better go back and clean up first, let me think about whether there is any reminder." Aristophanes thought to himself, and then went back into the barrier.

At this time, at the entrance of the Deadwind Path, a mage wearing a hood was standing there observing the surrounding environment.

"Does that demon live here? It really fits my usual bad impression of demons!" Looking at the harsh plant environment, the mage shook his head, then clenched the wooden staff in the form of a raven in his hand, and for a while Smoke flashed by, and a black raven appeared where the mage stood...  

, and then flapped its wings and began to go deep into Deadwind Pass along the path, trying to find, capture and deal with the demon in the illusion.

On the east side of Aristophanes' camp, underground, in an unknown and deeply hidden magic hub.

"I watched in splendor the devastation I wrought with Great Ulthalesh. The land turned into a graveyard, wither, decay, and ruin everywhere—except in one place.

The explosive energies of our rituals created a vast pit in the ground, churning with supernatural forces, forming a magical hub. I know that I have created a source of strength even greater than the scythe itself.

I should have informed Sargeras, but an obsession stopped me.

How did Sargeras get this power? Who else can maximize the power of the scythe besides me? nobody. Ulthalus understood this,

He begged me not to hand over our work.

He told me that if we can master such a powerful force, we will be enough to challenge Sargeras. "

A tall figure with horns on his head, dark red skin, and green patterns all over his body flipped through the diary he had written before, then turned to the latest page, and began to record again, "The magic hub has been taken by Usal Si destructively absorbs life energy and completely covers it up, but the elf mage who doesn't know where actually diverted a ray of energy while I was sleeping, unforgivable! Tomorrow, tomorrow, I will let him know that necromancer Satai The greatness of Er and Ulthalesh!"

Then he was looking at the horse trapped by the magic circle in front of him, and he picked up his weapon in his hand. It was a very weird large two-handed sickle with a strange green color on it, and there was a hole where the bottom of the blade touched the handle. A skull, and two sharp edges extend from the back of the blade, forming a strange upper and lower jaw.

"Ha, I'm so lucky. I just dealt with Ursales' problem and satisfied its thirst for life. You, the filly who blocked Ursales's first step to devour, obediently became Ursales Les's ration!"

The trapped creature appeared restless, and a magic circle appeared on its head, forming a protective cover emitting blue light, resisting the invasion of the surrounding green energy.

"It seems that you are connected with the elf mage who robbed my magic energy!" Satel seemed to say into the air, and then seemed to hear something, and then said, "Okay, greedy guy, I know This is not to your liking, so just leave it alone. When I finish writing today's diary, I will kill that elf mage and let you have a good time."

Then Satyr turned his head to look at the big horse trapped in the magic circle, and said to it: "But I can't let you go so easily, just because I lack a mount, I will transform you into a fel horse Let me drive it!"

After she finished speaking, she activated the dark green magic circle under the horse's feet, and the green fog around the horse...  

It suddenly became heavier and thicker, and then the blue energy shield protecting her could no longer resist. With the sound of cracking, the green evil energy began to enter its body along the five senses of the war horse, no matter how much it jumped and avoided, it could not stop it Invasion of energy.

With a painful hiss, it fell to the ground, and green tattoos began to appear on its body.

"Transformation takes twelve hours to one day, let it experience it slowly." Seemingly annoyed by the resistance of the creature in front of him, Satyr decided to extend its transformation time, so that it could experience the pain of the evil energy invasion.

At the moment when the horse's energy shield shattered, Aristophanes who was in meditation suddenly woke up.

"Adelina?" He was both surprised and delighted. He was so surprised that his war horse must have been in danger, maybe it was the culprit who destroyed the Deadwind Path; Not far from myself.

Without further ado, Aristophanes packed up his equipment, brought various alchemy potions, cast various amplification and protection spells on himself, picked up Okurta, and left the tent directly.

With the help of the enchantment to amplify his perception, he quickly found the same source of magical power that escaped when the magic circle was broken.

"It's just east of the camp." After confirming the direction, Aristophanes set off without saying a word.

At this time, the human mage who came after the demon also found the trace of Satel.

"Is this right here? The core of such a hidden mana hub is not a super-large-scale spellcasting, and ordinary spell fluctuations cannot be detected at all. No wonder the Tirisfal Council can't find this demon." At this time, the raven has turned back into a human again. Looking at the dark hole in front of him, he muttered to himself.

"Huh? Someone is coming?" At this time, the mage heard the movement behind him, turned around cautiously, and clenched the staff in his hand.

An elf mage with a white staff came out of the withered bushes. The elf mage was taken aback when he saw someone standing in front of him, but he also became alert, but when he saw the raven mage in his hand, Staff, visibly relieved.

"Who are you? Why is there a staff of the guardian of the Tirisfal Council?" the elf mage asked first.

"Aristophanes Windrunner?" The human mage didn't answer his question, but asked instead.

"I am Aristophanes," the elf nodded, "do you know me?"

"I don't know you, but I know that six years ago, an elf mage belonging to Quel'Thalas entered Deadwind Pass, and then disappeared without a trace. Both Quel'Thalas and Stormwind City sent out the rewards they were looking for." The human mage said, and then gave a mage salute, "Meet me, Skavel Baines, the new guardian of Tirisfal."

Aristophanes returned: "Bal', hello, Traveler."

Scarvell straightened up: "Then, Elf Archmage, are you also here to find this demon?" #b...  

br# "Devil?" Aristophanes was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized. That's right, besides fel energy, what other power would exude such a chaotic and evil smell?

"You don't know?" Scarville paused, "Then why did you come here?"

"The protective magic circle attached to my mount was broken, and my magic perception guided me here."

"Oh, that's it." Scarville nodded, "Then what are your plans? Are you going down with me?"

"Going down with you, of course," said Aristophanes.

"Okay, then I'll go first, and you follow me." Scarville could feel that Aristophanes' strength was not weaker than that of Dalaran's lords, and he was also very powerful in the face of demons whose strength was unknown. Strong support.

Then the two disappeared into the cave one after the other.