Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Just south of Deadwind Pass, Aristophanes, the elf mage, was standing with two green-haired kaldorei.

"Aristophanes, have you decided to plant Arcandor here?" An elf asked solemnly, "I hope you think again, the environment here is really not suitable for planting this tree. As soon as the tragedy at Flanner reappears, I..."ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

"Farodin, I have a solution in mind, you can rest assured," Aristophanes interrupted him, "and I have also invited two helpers, this Lord Isarios is here to help us, he It will be infused with the pure and wild energy of nature from the Emerald Dream and adjusted until the natural and arcane energies are in balance."

"You know I'm not talking about this, but the arcane leyline energy," Farodin said seriously, "When Arcan'dor enters the final stage of growth, the tree will begin to absorb amazing leyline energy.噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

This is necessary for the final stage of explosive growth. If the Ley's energy supply is insufficient, Arcandor will die. In order to achieve this goal, it is necessary to temporarily strengthen the magic net that Arcandor relies on, but the magic net here..."

Farodin said while looking at the desolate environment around him, feeling the noisy energy of the magic net whizzing through the air, feeling very worried.

"So I asked another helper to help me straighten out the energy of the magic net here. Look, here she is."

At this moment, a dragon chant came from a distance, and the three of them looked up to the sky, and an adult blue dragon appeared in their sight.

The giant dragon found them, spread its wings and quickly landed in front of it. The purple gemstone on its forehead flashed, and she turned into a high elf.

"Bal'adash, hello Miss Telegosa, long time no see." The elf mage greeted her.

"Long time no see, Aristophanes." She hugged the elf, then turned and bowed slightly to Lord Isarios, "Nice to meet you here, my lord."

Isarios nodded: "Long time no see, Telegosa, how is Coldara doing now?"

"His Majesty Malygos and His Excellency Senegos have returned from other demiplanes. After learning about the demonic invasion, they were frightened for a while and strengthened their protection for the descendants of the blue dragon. At the same time, they also praised my sisters. Stellagosa, if it weren't for her, more blue dragons would have been hurt."

"So His Majesty the Spellweaver is really cured?"

"We are not sure, my lord, but His Majesty has indeed come out more often recently, and his speech is logical, and there is nothing crazy about it."

"That's great news," Isarios said.

"Yes Lord, sooner or later we will take revenge on that guy to solve this hatred that almost wiped out the family."

Isarios nodded and stopped talking.

Telegosa stretched out her hands, blue arcane light appeared in front of everyone, and then thin lines of arcane energy began to appear, forming a map of the magic net, covered with various large and small light spots.

The blue dragon pointed to an area that was obviously dimmer than the surrounding light spots: "Aristophanes, this is the center of the magic net and the arcane nodes of the Deadwind Path. It is obvious that they are now weaker than the magic nets in other places. .”

The elf mage stood beside her, looking at the arcane nodes with uncertain lights on the map, and secretly recorded their locations in his heart.

"The underground magic net here has suffered serious damage before, as if it was forcibly extracted by an external force, so a very chaotic force escaped in the air." Telegosa frowned while zooming in on the map, "According to what you said, If you want to cause a sufficiently strong arcane tide, you must first repair the damaged underground magic net."

Before the elf mage could speak, Farodin spoke excitedly: "Your Excellency Dragon, I want to ask if the energy tide here can support the maturity of Arkandor?"

Before Telegosa could speak, Isarios replied directly: "Mortal, don't doubt the blue dragon's attainments in arcane magic."

Aristophanes looked at the map and said, "Teregosa, what can I do to repair the underground magic net?"

"This is a big project," Telegosa said. "How many people do you have who know how to manipulate the earth?"

The elf mage frowned: "Do you want to dig a hole?"

"Arcane nodes are generally located fifty to one hundred yards underground. If you want to repair the magic net, you must go deep underground." Telegosa canceled the spell, turned around and said seriously, "Of course, if you can please To move Lord Malygos, restoring the power of the magic net here is nothing more than a piece of cake."

"..." Aristophanes was speechless for a while, seeing Alexstrasza and Ysera before was considered lucky, please move Malygos? Aristophanes believed he hadn't had that much face yet.

"Then how many nodes will need to be repaired to initially mobilize the magic power here?"

"According to the map just now and my judgment, there are a total of thirteen arcane nodes on this land, and they have all suffered damage to varying degrees. Among them, five arcane nodes are directly connected to the center of the magic net, so they were before suffered the most damage.

If you want to initially restore the order of the arcane and put the power of the magic net here into use, these five nodes must be repaired first, and if you want to completely restore the magic net here, and restore the environment of the headwind path with the help of the arcane, then It is necessary to repair all thirteen nodes. "

Telegosa blinked: "Of course, as a friend of the blue dragon family, I can help you adjust the energy storage and flow rate of the magic net. As for the effect, I think you, as a Quel'dorei mage, I must understand."

Looking at the female blue dragon in front of him, Aristophanes nodded slightly, and then said: "Well, you rest first, and I will find someone to come and try to start work tomorrow."

In the afternoon, Aristophanes found dwarves and human craftsmen who were doing nothing in the camp.

"Elf boy, why are you here?"

"My lord mage."

The leader of the dwarves and the leader of the human craftsmen greeted him one after another.

"There is work to be done." Aristophanes returned the gift and led the two, one tall and one low, into the brand new house.

"Tell me, elf boy, what's the matter?"

"It's like this, Monsagun, I have a project here that needs to go 50 to 100 yards underground, which is related to the magic net, and you dwarves are naturally good at engineering, so I want to hire you and Get your team to do the job for me." The elf mage flattered the dwarf.

"Ha, no problem." Monsagun nodded, not being carried away by Aristophanes' compliment, "Then what kind of reward are you going to pay?"

"I can make the decision and cooperate with you to develop the mine, but I have the priority to buy the metal ingots you smelt." Aristophanes said, "And if a new mine is discovered, you can be the priority Collaborators, we can discuss the specific terms later."

"Deal!" Monsagun readily agreed to the conditions offered by the elf mage, turned and walked out, leaving only the human craftsman standing awkwardly in front of Aristophanes, the necklace around his neck exuding a faint glow. About the magical aura.

"How are you feeling now, Baloric?"

"The mood of the artisans is relatively stable," Baloric said, "but it's not a good thing to rest all the time. Some people already want to go back."

"It's okay, there will be a job soon. From tomorrow onwards, you will lead the craftsmen and dwarves to do the project, and the wages will be as we said before."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"