Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"Don't worry, I understand the purpose of your coming here." Modante said, "Come with me, let's go to the library office and have a good talk."

Shandris looked at the unhostile elf mage, a little undecided. Aristophanes put away his staff, took out a crystal and handed it to him: "This is the anti-demon crystal, Master Mage, just to be on the safe side, you understand."

Modant took it, and felt the flow of arcane energy in his body become slow as soon as he took it, but he still didn't feel offended, but asked curiously: "Is this the restriction crystal you developed, mage? Now the magic research outside has progressed so fast?"

Shandris put away the dagger, still looking cautiously at Mage Syndra in front of her.

"Okay, let's go." Modant led the two of them out of the hall, into a place full of books, the elves on the road looked indifferent, and occasionally someone greeted Modant.

Soon they arrived at a small room, and Modante beckoned them to sit down: "What do you two want to drink? Moon plum juice or something else?"

Aristophanes and Shandris looked at each other, and the half-elf shook his head: "No need, Your Excellency, just answer our questions. What happened to Elesalas? Why did so many elves die? ? What happened to that demon?"

Modante sat opposite them, with a wry smile on his face: "This is the result of our own suffering!"

Then he began to tell about the history of the development of Eresalas, from the order of Queen Azshara before the War of the Ancients to the explosion of the Well of Eternity and the division of the continent.

"Under the leadership of Prince Torsedrin, we worked together to weave a grand spell to protect the whole of Elesalas from being destroyed by the catastrophe of the catastrophe."

"And what happened next?" Shandris asked.

"Later, in order to protect ourselves, we built many crystal towers and built a prison to imprison a new source of power."

Aristophanes replied, "The demon?"

"Immertar," Modant said in a low voice, "that demon is called Immortar, a disaster dog summoned and bound by Prince Torsedrin privately, and he draws power from it, Then distribute it to our followers.

Some people objected at first, but after experiencing the pain of lack of demons and enjoying the taste of demon energy, no elves stood up again. "

"Better than the energy of the Well of Eternity?"

"It's hard to compare good and bad. Compared with the Well of Eternity, this energy is darker and turbulent, but its addiction and pleasure are hard to match with the Well of Eternity."

"Thousands of years have passed like this, but the power consumed to imprison Immotar is increasing day by day, especially recently this prison is on the verge of limit - most of the energy is used to maintain the prison We can use it, but there is very little for us to absorb."

Shandris took over the conversation: "So you killed those civilians to save the energy?"

Modante said painfully: "Prince Torsedrin's opinion, I am very opposed to this proposal, but everyone else in the council supports him. These people are already crazy, crazy!"

Looking at the elven mage with his head in his hands and his face in front of him, Aristophanes and Shandris fell silent.

"Why don't you consider getting out of the shield?"

Modant said: "I mentioned it, but no one agreed with me. They were all confused by Immortal's energy!"

Then he took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions: "Okay, you already know what happened in Eresalas, now can you tell me the purpose of your coming here?"

Shandris and Aristophanes respectively stated their goals.

"So you are elves from different places? Quel'Thalas is the magical kingdom that the old guy from Dath'Remar left and established on the other side of the sea? You came to find Meitri's scroll? And you, Moon Priestess of the temple? Are you here to contact Syndra?"

Modante nodded after understanding their intentions: "I can agree to all your requests, but I need you to do me a favor and kill Prince Torsedrin."

"What?" Shandris asked in shock, "He is Syndra's leader!"

"But he is already crazy!" Modant said, "What you see is only the first massacre of civilians. In his plan, two-thirds of the residents of Eresalas were killed after his purge. Lie, you must know that there are nearly 20,000 elves, and the entire Eldesalas is less than 30,000!"

"Then what are you going to do? The three of us may not be able to kill the prince under heavy protection, right? And the prince's strength should not be weak."

"I have already contacted some opponents, among which the ranger troops led by Captain Irina Darkwood are the main opposition. When Prince Torsedrin starts killing people in the courtyard tomorrow, Irina and I will lead her troops The troops are attacking five crystal towers, and every time Torsedrin is destroyed, the power will be weakened by one point. Your task is to hold him back and buy us time."

Early the next morning, Aristophanes and Shandris stood in the courtyard with a group of restless elves wearing hoods, surrounded by Torcedrin's men holding the same standard staff.

After a while, the prince led a group of council members and appeared in front of them. He stood on a high place and looked down at the civilians in front of him, with the green flames in his eyes blazing.

"My compatriots, Elesalas will always remember your dedication and sacrifice!" Tosedrin shouted, and then the mages on the surrounding high platforms began to chant spells, and the civilians below suddenly panicked.

At this time, Aristophanes and Shandris took off their hoods. General Sentinel raised his bow and arrow, aimed at Torsedrin on the high platform, and shot.

Aristophanes took out his staff, and countless lightning bolts gathered and hit the mages standing around.

"Oh, so the two mice are hiding here." Torsedrin reached out to block Shandris' bow and arrow, and began to cast spells, but his face suddenly changed: "Crystal!"

At this time, Irina led the rangers to destroy an outdoor crystal tower, and then she split into two groups, and went to the second floor of the courtyard with the deputy captain, trying to destroy the crystal tower there, while the indoor tower was handed over to Modant Eternal Shadow.

Torsedrin was anxious, but Shandris shot faster than an arrow, he had to endure the weakness in his body and the backlash of the interrupted spellcasting to resist General Sentinel's attack.