Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

After a quick march along the path by the lake in the afternoon, Aristophanes and five hundred rangers came to the place where the bandage troll appeared before nightfall. He let the rangers rest on the spot, and he took Adrian and Kars to the place Go ahead and scout.

What caught their eyes was a mess: the once-prosperous vineyards had been occupied by those disgusting bandage trolls, scattered farm tools and harvested grapes were scattered all over the ground, and there were also many bandage trolls roaming the farmland in the distance. Demons are also utterly destroyed.

"Aren't these just mummies?" Aristophanes thought to himself.

"Shall we try the fighting power of these monsters?" Adrian asked quietly.

Aristophanes nodded, and Adrian took off the bow and arrow on his back, aimed at a troll mummy wandering alone in the distance, and slowly drew the composite bow in his hand.

"Boom", with the sound of the bowstring, a bow and arrow instantly hit the mummy's back shoulder.

After being attacked, the troll turned around slowly. After seeing Adrian who was shooting an arrow, he ran towards the three elves, and ran faster and faster.

Unmoved, Adrian continued to shoot at the troll.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", every time the troll was shot, it would pause for a moment, and then continue to approach the three of them like nothing happened.

"Try aiming at the head." Kars reminded from the side.

Adrian nodded, and the next arrow hit the troll in the head, but still failed to kill him.

"It seems that ordinary bows and arrows are basically useless to them, you two try its melee ability." Aristophanes ordered.

Adrian stepped back, Kars drew his dagger and faced the troll.

He waved the dagger in his hand, quickly created a few wounds on the troll that would be fatal to an ordinary troll, and then slashed at the troll.

With a "click", the troll's arms that were trying to stop were broken, and then his hands hung down. Kars seized the opportunity to chop off the head of the bandaged troll, and the troll's body with arrows stuck in it fell down. Adrian sighed.

However, before he could vent his anger, what happened in front of him made his scalp tingle: a strange amulet on the body of the troll began to emit a strange green light, and the pair of broken hands began to scratch on the ground, Then it seemed to sense something, and it crawled towards the head a little bit.

"This?" Adrian was dumbfounded, and Kars was also a little at a loss.

"Let me do it." Aristophanes chanted a mantra silently, mobilizing the secret energy in his body, and then several missiles with sparkling lights condensed on his staff.

"Go!" Aristophanes controlled the flame missiles and flew towards the head and body of the troll mummy respectively.

"Boom", it was like dry wood meeting a raging fire. The moment the missile hit the troll, the two separate parts immediately burned blazingly, one big and one small like two torches.

The troll's body also struggled painfully, the green light on its body and the red light of the flames complement each other, but after a while the flames overwhelmed those green lights, and then the fire suddenly rose again, and a cloud of green smoke circled from the flames It rose and disappeared in a flash, while the troll quickly burned to nothing but a large and a small group of ashes.

"Aristophanes, what exactly is this monster?" Adrian wiped his face and said with lingering fear.

"It looks like some kind of witchcraft creation. It is not afraid of ordinary physical attacks, but it is afraid of magic flames. How many magic arrows did we bring this time?"

"Not many, two for one person, a total of 1,000 magic arrows, half for frost and fire." Kars replied.

"What about the enchantment of melee weapons?"

"I haven't counted this, but the rangers who have been fighting trolls all year round have more or less flame-enchanted weapons. You don't have to worry about this."

"Why?" Aristophanes was a little curious.

"Because only arcane and fire can suppress the troll's ability to regenerate, and those rangers who are not prepared are basically dead." Adrian shrugged and answered this question for Kars.

"Okay, let's go back, discuss a plan, and start cleaning up these ghosts tomorrow morning!"

After a night of discussion, Aristophanes divided the rangers into three teams early the next morning, one of which was under his command as a mobile team, and the rest were led by Kars and Adrian respectively, and then began to eliminate Invading troll mummies.

With the help of magic arrows and flame-enchanted weapons, these mummies only raged on the east bank of Ellendal Lake for three or four days, and they were almost wiped out by rangers from far and near.

They found that there was always a strange amulet on these resurrected monsters. After taking it off, the troll corpses would no longer move.

Therefore, after the elves usually cut off the monster's head, they quickly took off the amulet before the body could not react, and then began to burn the troll's body.

And Aristophanes also had a bunch of these strange talismans. He could feel a kind of energy that was different from arcane magic flowing on them, that is, those green lights, but it was not the time to study them yet.

The next problem before them was how to deal with the tomb.

According to the reports of the rangers who came back from the reconnaissance, there are a lot of troll mummies wandering in the tomb. They are very sensitive to the breath of the living.

"How about blowing up the tunnel?" Kars suggested.

"I just checked. The passage leading to the tomb is very strong. Destroying it requires a lot of arcane bombs. We didn't bring them with us when we came out this time."

"Then what to do?"

"Well, Adrian, you stay in the camp and wait for my news. Kars, you go and choose a few rangers, and follow me to clean the tomb."

"Uh, how many of us are there?"

"Otherwise," Aristophanes asked, "rangers are not suitable for large-scale battles in small tombs. You have seen the fighting power of these monsters. We don't have much time. The most suitable thing is for me to lead a team to clean them up." .”

"Okay, I'll go pick it up now."

After a while Kars returned, followed by three fully armed elves.

"Okay, let's go and try to end this today!"

After speaking, Aristophanes walked into the corridor first with his staff in his hand. Kars and the others looked at each other, took out their melee weapons and walked in.

Walking through the corridor to the entrance of the tomb, Aristophanes stood still and looked towards the first tomb. With the light from the staff, he saw a lot of mummies wandering in the tomb in front of him. Even more sinister.

Kars and the others followed behind him step by step, staring vigilantly at the troll mummies ahead.

"You have only one task, protect yourself." After Aristophanes activated the secret energy in his body, the "Spark" fragments at the top of the staff rotated faster, and the staff body was also stimulated, and began to emit a faint white light.

The mummies seemed to smell the smell of living people, they stopped wandering in unison, and began to rush towards the few people at the entrance of the corridor.

Kars and the others stood next to Aristophanes. Although they were not mages, they could still feel the violent energy in the air. The source was the mage standing beside them, and they had already seen their own Some hair flew loose.

Kars turned his head, but was stimulated by the blue-white electric light to shed tears.

"Static emission!" Accompanied by Aristophanes' soft shout, Kars found that the light wrapped around the staff quickly changed into long arrows, flying towards the troll mummy in the middle of the tomb.

He watched as those long lightning arrows hit the mummies closest to them, then burst open, and continued to run towards other mummies along the ground; while the troll mummies that were hit were unable to move, and suffered a lot of injuries at the same time. Hurt, the green light on the body keeps flashing.

Under Aristophanes' persistent attack, the green light on their bodies became weaker and weaker.

As the green light on the first mummy was exhausted and fell to the ground, the second and third also lost the ability to move again.

In the eyes of Kars and others, the arcane energy in Aristophanes' body seems to be endless, and the long arrows of lightning kept gushing out from the top of the staff, and quickly passed through the air and hit the troll. , and then the blue light all over the floor splashed everywhere, making a "crackling" sound.

As the last troll in this tomb fell, Aristophanes stopped the release of the spell, but did not stop the activation of the secret energy, so the staff still emitted a faint white light, which just illuminated the dark tomb.

"Send an elf up to summon people," Aristophanes said lightly, "chop up those corpses that need to be chopped up, and burn those that need to be burned, and the rest will come with me to clean up the rest of the tomb."

Soon Adrian held a torch and led a large group of rangers into the tomb, and found that the "corpses" of troll mummies were all over the floor.

"Aristophanes did it all by himself?"

"Yes, my lord," said the messenger in awe, "Lord Aristophanes' arcane energy seems to be inexhaustible, and he alone wiped out these resurrected trolls."

At this time, they heard various "cracking" sounds from the depths of the tomb. Some rangers were very curious, and some rangers were eager to try and want to go to the front.

"Okay, there will be a chance to go inside, hurry up and start working! Collect the amulets on these mummies, and then pour the fat we brought on their bodies, don't burn them yet, wait for Aristophanes Burn it after you clean it up."

Following Adrian's order and the sound of Aristophanes casting a spell, the rangers began their hard work of moving the corpse.

Whenever Aristophanes cleared a tomb, he sent his troll back to inform Adrian, and then went to the next tomb.

Time soon came to the middle of the night, and Aristophanes also felt a little tired.

"This is the last tomb, Aristophanes." Kars said, pointing to a hole.

"Finally the last one, let's go." After speaking, Aristophanes entered the tomb first.

The chamber is very clean, no wandering troll mummies, but there is a troll-style altar in the center of the chamber.

"It seems that what is hidden here is the secret of the resurrection of the troll." Aristophanes and others looked at the altar carefully. Magic style mask.

Aristophanes activated a flame missile and fired it from the tip of the staff towards the altar.

However, to their surprise, the altar fell apart as soon as it was touched, and the place where it was hit burned quickly, leaving only the mask protected by the bluish green light, resisting the erosion of the flames.

Aristophanes stepped forward quickly, first picked the mask aside with the tip of his wand, then quickly backed away, carefully watching the surrounding environment to prevent any ambush.

After leaving the flame, the green light on the surface of the mask disappeared quickly, and became unpretentious again, like an ordinary wooden mask.

Aristophanes took the mask off the ground after making sure the surroundings were safe. As soon as he started using it, he felt a cold energy emanating from the mask, trying to corrode his body, but as soon as this energy touched the secret energy in his body, he shrank back immediately like a rabbit seeing an eagle.

Aristophanes couldn't laugh or cry, he could only put away the mask first, and then walked towards Kars and the others.

"Aristophanes, is it over?" Kars asked.

Aristophanes nodded: "It should be over, but it is not ruled out that there are fish that slipped through the net. Let's clean up the troll corpses here first."

Then Aristophanes looked around the tomb and went out.

After finding Adrian in other tombs, he explained the situation in the tomb to Adrian, and then asked him to hurry up and clean up the corpse.

Watching Aristophanes leave, Kars said to Adrian: "I know the meaning of this proverb."

"Which word?" Adrian asked.

"Sometimes the gap between elves and elves is even bigger than the gap between elves and mana dragons." Kars complained, "It took me a long time to kill the two bandage monsters, and he killed them in half a night. After cleaning up the entire tomb, Aristophanes is almost a thousand years younger than me! Did I live on the lynx for a thousand years?!"

"Lynx can't live for a thousand years," Adrian added, "And then again, Taranas told me that Aristophanes is different from ordinary Silvermoon City elves, and I can see the difference. "

"What's the difference?" Kars wanted to refute, but was aroused by Adrian's words.

"The concept of time." Adrian replied seriously, "His concept of time is completely different from ours, and he does things vigorously. As far as I feel, it seems to be very similar to the mentality of those humans I saw during the troll war. I think You feel the same way!"

Kars thought about it, and it was true.

"But there's nothing wrong with that. The elves of Quel'Thalas need another more vigorous way of life. Well, let's stop talking. Let's clean up the corpses and go back to the camp to rest. Aristophanes just said that tomorrow Set off at noon." After finishing speaking, Adrian continued to greet the rangers under him to start sorting out the corpses in the tomb.

When Aristophanes came out of the passage, the two rangers who stood guard at the entrance saluted him.

After returning the salute, Aristophanes stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the morning glow in the sky, seemingly lost in thought, but in fact he looked at the system prompt:

"Ding! The task of [Crypt of Amani] is completed, your spellcasting experience has increased! Items obtained: mysterious mask x1, several troll amulets."

"Ding! The main task [Reinforcement of Taquilin] has started. Mission requirements: Choose an appropriate method to solve the siege of the Ansong tribe on Taquilin, and give rewards depending on the situation."

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South of Taquilin, troll camp.

Under the leadership of the troll guards, Cliff and Vargas walked past groups of trolls to the huge tent in the center of the camp.

"The chief is inside, go in!" the guard turned and left after speaking.

"Dear Gagolakin, I'm back." Cliff led Vorgas into the tent, and saw the long-lost chief.

"Ah, Cliff, it's you, and it's just in time for you to come back." Gagolakin stood up and walked towards Cliff and Vorgas, "As I said in my letter, the power of Halraz is needed here, and the power of Halraz is needed. your strength."

Then he went on to ask, "What's going on over there?"

"According to your instructions, we made a deal with Bwonsamdi. He needs two altars and a high priest." Cliff said cautiously.

"What about the effect?"

"Very good. According to our scouts' description, the mummies directly attacked those long ears after waking up," Cliff said.

"That's good, there are only two altars, nothing," Gagolakin waved his hand.

"You two hurry up and take a good rest. Tomorrow is the scheduled date for launching a large-scale offensive. Let me see what the opposite long ears can do to resist us!"