Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"General Taranas! Lord Aristophanes!"

These rangers stopped their movements when they saw the person coming, put their knives back into their sheaths, and gradually retracted the holy light surging from their bodies.

"How does it feel, Rethal Hawksbill?"

The elf with short platinum hair looked up at Aristophanes: "Very good, my lord, or it has never been so good, the power of the holy light fills my whole body, and I can feel the strength of my body increasing day by day. It has improved, and I am not so thirsty for arcane energy."

At this time another long-haired elf interjected: "Besides, the holy light also gives us more possibilities. Hawksbill is good at using two-handed weapons or polearms, so his holy light tends to burn and purify , and I am better at using swords and shields, so the holy light is very thick on me, it feels like..."

The elf hesitated, but Aristophanes took up the conversation: "Go on, Ashra Valendril."

"It's like the Holy Light is conscious!" Valandrill laughed himself after finishing speaking, "But this kind of speculation is completely untenable, after all, if the Holy Light is conscious, how could it be so easily captured by us? use it?"

But the elf mage didn't laugh, he knew that Naru, who was almost a "light body", existed: "Have you heard any sounds after receiving the seeds of holy light?"

Resal and Ashra looked at each other and shook their heads, but a female ranger behind them raised her hand: "My lord, I got some response when I tried to pray the night before."

Hawksbill turned around immediately after hearing this: "When did this happen, Voldana?"

"About three days ago, I saw Pastor Liadrin praying in the house. I thought that prayer might be useful to us, so we went together."

"What response did you hear?"

Voldana Xuechen shook her head: "I can't remember anymore, I can only hear a pleasant, ethereal singing, and when I woke up the next day, I found that my affinity for the Holy Light had greatly increased."

"No wonder your strength has improved by leaps and bounds these days..." Ashra muttered to herself, "Does prayer really work?"

"Whether it's effective or not, it's always a good thing to improve your strength," Hawksbill shook his head, "It seems that in the future we will have to spend some time every day praying with those priests."

Before Aristophanes could speak, Taranas directly rejected the ideas of the rangers: "Wait a minute, have you ever thought about the impact and consequences of so many elf rangers who master the Holy Light next time?"

"Uh..."

"Don't forget how you got your holy light!" Taranas said sternly, with red scales looming on his neck, "Don't talk about you once it gets out, even Aristophanes To be implicated!"

"Okay, alright, Taranas," Aristophanes looked at the solemn atmosphere, and opened his mouth to help everyone, "Sooner or later, it will be exposed, why not let them integrate into the elves first while the scale is small, and then declare it to the outside world. They were enlightened by the Holy Light."

Then the elf mage turned his head: "But I want to tell you that the Holy Light is different from the Arcane. The Arcane is relatively more materialistic, the power of the magic net is real, and the Holy Light is more idealistic. Prayer may be useful, but it has no effect on the Holy Light." The biggest thing is your own beliefs. I once saw a human warrior who reached your current level just after accepting the Seed of Holy Light, and after that, he became stronger when he was strong, and he never failed."

Hawksbill and Valendrille shrugged, expressing that they knew, only Voldana Xuechen fell into deep thought, as if she had received some revelation.

At this time, the backpack with the communication crystal on the elf mage's waist vibrated. He looked at it and found that the communication came from the manager of the west farm, Saibisele, so he connected the crystal and went out.

"Okay, let's stop here today." Taranas looked at the ranger in front of him and sighed, "I hope you can remember what the lord said.

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"Yes, General!"

On the other side, in a farm in the Sunshine Forest, Saibi Serei was nervously looking at the communication crystal in front of her, and behind her stood several creatures with human heads and deer bodies. They were big or small, male and magnetic, and they were Curiously watching the surrounding environment.

"Ah, we got in touch, my lord!"

"What's the matter, Sapphire?"

The projection of Saibisere on the crystal swallowed: "My lord, I have a group of horned... dryads? Guardians of the forest? That's what they call themselves, saying that they are old acquaintances with you. "

"Old acquaintance? You hand them the crystal and let me see it."

Saibiserei came to the door holding the crystal in both hands, and the forest guardian in the lead lowered his head slightly: "Hello, Elf, have you contacted Aristophanes yet?"

"Remulos?"

"Ha, long time no see, Aristophanes." The guardian of the forest noticed the mage's projection on the crystal, and waved his hand in greeting.

"Why are you here?"

"It's Lord Ysera's order. She said that maybe the green dragon will organize an activity to clean up the Swamp of Sorrows. At that time, we may need the help of the children of the forest, so she sent us to help His Majesty. We came from the Emerald Dream The portal here, the trees here told me that you are here to take root and develop, so I asked an elf to ask."

"Lord Ysera's order? Is it related to the cursed swamp?" Aristophanes immediately thought of the underwater Temple of Atahaka located in the eastern part of the swamp, but he didn't set his sights on it. Anyway, there are green dragons going there. It should not be the turn of a "mortal" like him to worry about it.

"Then what are your plans? Come to my territory to take a look or go straight to the swamp?"

"Do you welcome us there?" Remulos asked, "Miluen is also here this time, and she really misses you."

"Alright then, I'll send someone to send you over here, Saibi Serei!"

"Ah, my lord, I am here!"

"You inform Lor'themar Theron, send someone to lead these guests to the mouth of the gorge, and then take a boat to Renneumerville!"

"yes!"

In this way, Remulos and his party, led by the ranger sent by Lor'themar, passed through the canyon guarded by the ranger and arrived at the northern pier.

On the boat, Remulos and the others looked in shock at the towers on the cliffs on both sides and the slowly rotating magic model above them. Light spots of five colors were slowly falling, like a dream, and there were also colorful lights floating in the sky. They have never seen such a magnificent sight.

"This is astonishing..." Remulos admired in a low voice.

"What's so amazing about this," Lunara pouted, she had been unconvinced since she was defeated by Aristophanes last time, "it's just a crude magic trick."

"No, Lunara, you don't understand," Remulos shook his head, "Look at the surrounding environment, isn't it full of life?"

The dryad looked around. Green shrubs and red maple trees grew at the foot of the mountains on both sides, and small flowers of various colors were dotted among them. From time to time, a black shadow appeared in the clear lake below. She nodded in agreement with Remulos, but she was taken aback by what the son of Cenarion said next: "But it was a desolate place the last time I was here, this great lake full of life and the beautiful trees around it didn't exist. , all you can see is a dead silence, except for the dead trees and only the ravens reporting mourning."

Miluen was kneeling by the side of the boat at this time, her right hand was lightly poking into the lake water, a faint green light condensed on her hand, and many small fish seemed to sense something and came up to her in an instant, she suddenly felt a itch in her right hand, and said softly laughed.

"Here we are, gentlemen."

Following the boatman's prompt, they raised their heads and saw the pier in front of them and the main hall behind it. The big purple tree had grown a dome at this time, glistening under the sunlight.

The elf mage stood on the pier bridge, looked at the descendants of Cenarion who had just disembarked and said, "Long time no see, welcome to Li Numoville, the place of life!"

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