Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

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There was a lot of people in the tavern, and many elves who were drinking said hello to "Domnar" one after another: "Ha, Domnar, long time no see, where have you been?"

"Long time no see, everyone, I went to do some other things and made a little fortune," Abbas, oh no, it should be called Domhnall at this time, he sat down at the bar, and then shouted, "Today I will pay for the evening drinks!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!" The cheers echoed in the tavern.

Watching the scene of the demons dancing wildly, Falek, the bartender, owner and bartender, shook the crystal shaker in his hand and asked, "What do you want, Domhnall?"

"Well, how about a sailor mojito from Kul Tiras."

The bartender Falek's pupils shrank, he glanced at the elf in front of him, and then quickly lowered his eyelids, "Sailor Mojito? That's terrible, Domhnall."

"It's just right for rangers and sailors, isn't it?" Domhnall shrugged, "If you don't know how, let me tell you the recipe. First, take a 500ml mixing glass and add half of Brennadam's apple brandy as Base wine, then add one-third of Admiralty spirits, one-third of Anchor Cape gin, beat half a lynx egg white, stir well and pour out, and finally cover with a piece of golden sunflower petals , one piece of golden thorn grass leaf, one piece of silver silver leaf grass grass leaf, it is said that it is a condiment specially chosen by a mage lord to commemorate his three sisters, and everyone who tastes it agrees."

Falek could no longer keep his composure, he asked in a low voice with surprise, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I will come to you tonight." After finishing speaking, Domhnall raised his glass and joined the celebrating crowd.

At night, Falek, who sent away the last drunken elf, stood at the door. He looked around, and there was no sound around him, only the "swiping" sound of the unmanned magic broom sweeping the floor reached his ears.

Falek closed the door, turned around and found Domhnall sitting by the bar, and he had just confirmed that there was no one around.

The bartender took a deep breath and walked to the bar. Instead of asking Domhnall what he wanted, he quickly brought out two glasses of Sailor Mojito. The dark red wine was dotted with gold, light gold, Silver shards, the bartender pushed one of the glasses towards Domhnall who was in the air, then raised the glass in front of him, and tapped the table with his free hand.

Domhnall woke up from his daze, picked up the wine in front of him and touched Falek.

"Ding~" The long voice echoed in the quiet tavern.

The dark red liquor shone like gold and silver under the light. Domhnall took a sip, coughed twice, and quickly put it on the table.

"What, it's not to your taste?" Falek asked jokingly while holding a wine glass.

"It's really strong." Domhnall grinned.

Falek put down his wine glass and activated the soundproof barrier near the bar: "Okay, stop acting, who are you?"

Domhnall took out a badge and threw it on the bar table, picked up the glass and continued to drink.

Falek picked up the badge, and on the white badge was a red phoenix about to fly. He recognized that it was the logo of the king's secret army "Shadow Blade", but the phoenix was surrounded by gold-encrusted yellow borders, which made him a little Surprised.

"Okay, Falek, I believe you know which unit I belong to, and you are not mistaken, I am indeed the commander of the Shadow Blade."

The bartender smiled wryly and handed the badge to "Domhnall": "Your Excellency Abbas, you really gave me a big surprise..."

Abbas finished drinking the wine in the glass, and motioned to Falek to bring him another glass: "Give me another glass, surprise? The shock is not too bad."

After he finished speaking, he took out a scroll from his pocket and put it on the bar, and when Falek filled him up again, Abbas pushed the scroll over.

"what is this?"

"Listen, Falek, if the king finds out what's inside, I will most likely be sentenced to death, and you must keep it a secret," Abbas said with a serious face at this time, "You feel the undercurrent of the kingdom. Is it gone?"

"You mean..." Falek looked serious.

"That's right, His Majesty Anasteria has changed. I can't say whether this change is good or bad, but I always feel that something bad will happen. The Shadow Blade is not the King's Shadow Blade, but Quill Shadowblade of Salas, as the leader of the Shadowblade, I must be responsible to the kingdom. This scroll records in detail the discord of the king for nearly a hundred years. I need you to give it to your lord, please do it early Prepare."

"But Lord Aristophanes has left Quel'tharras? Why don't you give it to the Speaker?"

Abbas held the wine glass with deep eyes: "I gave it, but Lord Belovar seemed to be afraid of something and didn't accept it at all, so I can only pass it on to Aristophanes, hoping that he will realize this. The weirdness of it."

Falek looked at the scroll covered with ink pad, nodded and put it away: "I will, Lord Abbas, don't worry."

The leader of Shadow Blade nodded and raised his glass: "For Quel'! For Quel'Thalas!"

"For Quel'! For Quel'Thalas!"

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When this scroll of information came into the hands of Aristophanes, he was concocting an alchemical potion to treat Taranas.

"Using the life essence of the Red Dragon Queen as an introduction, taking the clear water around the life guard Anmunam as the base, blending it with a fruit of Arcandor, and adding some other things should be enough."

The elf mage looked at the draft paper full of calculations, collected them and gave them to the small structure next to him, and then let it smash them, and left the laboratory with the results of the calculations.

Back in his office, Aristophanes saw the scroll covered with the "Shadow Blade" emblem at a glance. He sat down at the desk and opened it. Looking at the densely packed written records, he began to read carefully.

"It seems that the traitor Griffin Daywalker cast a curse on the king. No, it shouldn't be him. Daywalker doesn't have such strength. Is it the man behind him, the Fallen Titan? It should be right, too. Only the curse released by the Titans can be so long-lasting, secretive, and subtly affecting the ruler of Quel'Thalas..." Aristophanes tapped the table thoughtfully, "Then the change of the king is also understandable But is this change the king's own will or the influence of the curse?"

After thinking for a while, Aristophanes wrote a reply letter to Falek, telling him to protect himself and not to demand top-secret information. They pass it on.

The elf mage sealed the scroll that Abbas gave him in the secret cabinet, and sighed: "Anyway, it's true that Anasteria is recovering power. With the Sunwell, he is almost invincible." Local, and there is very little I can do at present, development is the last word!"

Then Aristophanes came to the sleeping Anmunam and took a very small trace of the essence of life and some of the lake water in its body. At this time, the state of Anmunam has changed, red lines began to appear on its body, dark green seaweed swayed wildly in the mud around it, and some small silver fish were also wandering in the water, no longer lifeless .

After preparing the potion, Taranas drank it without saying a word. A flame seemed to burn from his mouth to his stomach. The elf ranger knelt on the ground, opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but he could only say "ho ho " voice, sweat beads the size of soybeans quickly left on the ferocious face.

His tragic situation frightened the onlookers. Vereesa leaned tightly beside her eldest sister, while Alleria turned her head to look at the elf mage who was still observing: "What should I do, Aristophanes?"

"It can only be survived by himself," Aristophanes shook his head, "After all, replenishing vitality is not so easy."

About five minutes later, Taranas stopped struggling, panting heavily, and got up from the ground, ignoring the dust on his clothes, and picked up the teapot with clear water next to him, "ton ton ton" When he got up, along with the intake of water, strange changes appeared in his body.

"How do you feel, Taranas?" Aristophanes sized him up carefully. His originally dull red hair was now bright and shiny, and two long bright red facial lines extended from his forehead to his chin, exuding Lan Guang's eyes also turned crimson, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared.

"Phew, I'm dying of thirst." Taranas put down the teapot, then looked up at Aristophanes with lingering fear, "This pain is really... indescribable, but it's very effective."

Ranger clenched his fists tightly, then jumped up and tried it, and found that his physical strength was much stronger than when it was at its peak. Now let him face the troll warlord, not to mention defeating it easily, at least he will not be hit by a single blow Return.

"It seems that I have to get used to my body first." Taranas turned his head and said to the female ranger captain who was looking at him, "Aurelia, let me go to your team and give you a shot, how about it?"

"You are too polite, Uncle Taranas," Alleria quickly waved her hand, "It's almost as good as I give you a hand."

"Well, Taranas will first follow Alleria's team to familiarize himself with the environment, and then I will arrange other tasks for you." Aristophanes made the final decision.

On the other side, at the jungle defense line of the Windrunner territory, Liresa is leading the Farstrider rangers to detect the traces of the trolls.

Li Reisa looked at the messy trails on the edge of the jungle and said to herself: "It's strange, these are the imprints of almost ten days ago, why didn't the trolls take advantage of the situation and enter the jungle?"

"Perhaps our last counterattack against those beasts also caused them a lot of damage, so that they were unable to attack." A ranger speculated.

"Don't be careless," Li Reisa said solemnly, "There are also powerful characters among the trolls. Do you still remember the troll who knocked Taranas away with one blow? I think they must be hiding a bigger conspiracy. Let's continue to investigate!"

"yes!"

They disappeared in place in an instant. Looking from the sky, about ten such ranger teams were going deep into the jungle from west to east.

In the Zul'Aman fortress, Zul'jin, the troll warlord, was listening to the plan of the priest leader on the altar.

"Marakas, that means you can seal the essence of animal gods in the strongest warriors of the tribe, thereby enhancing their combat effectiveness?"

"Yes, respected Lord Zul'jin, of course it is not stable yet, once we mature, we will have at least five powerful forest trolls, they will become the sharpest spears in your hands, kill those The guy with the pointy ears."

"Very good, Malakas, just let it go, once it succeeds, I will raise your position, for the sake of the Oman Empire!"

"For the Zul'Aman Empire!" Accompanied by Zul'jin's yelling, one after another battle roars resounded through the ancient fortress, and at the same time the cries of various animals also joined in, and the clouds filled the air, which seemed to herald the next storm of war coming.

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