Warhammer Wizard

Ocule let a blood elf ranger enter Might and Magic, and it didn't take long for the ranger to bring back the news.

"Your Excellency Raislin." Ocule respectfully said: "The Countess invites you to visit Santra's residence, but only you can go in..." He said this with a nervous expression, looking at Izt, afraid of the Holy Order The strong are angry.

Santra's residence is a hidden place for blood elves, and few outsiders know of its existence.

It is impossible for Countess Livlyn to let strangers in at will. Moreover, there are no saint-level powerhouses in Santra's residence. If this drow is not good for the blood elves, it will definitely be a terrible disaster.

The other people don't bother, so naturally they have to be blocked.

"Is this how blood elves treat guests?"

Barack immediately expressed his dissatisfaction, and several teammates were not too happy. Although they could understand the reason for the vigilance of the blood elves, being turned away was a disappointment after all.

Ocule felt bitter in his heart, but he had to explain: "Everyone, please forgive our hardships. Santra's residence is an important place for blood elves. In the past, extraordinary people were invited to enter, but later they brought us A lot of trouble and almost leaking the location of Santra's house."

"You think we'll leak the news?" Barack asked rhetorically.

The blood elf mage looked embarrassed, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded, "Yes, this is our concern, please be considerate."

Barack sneered.

He didn't have this idea at first, but now that the blood elves are so defensive about him, he wants to do it instead.

Just as he was about to get angry, Izzet held down Barack's shoulder, shook his head slightly, and said to Ocule: "If we won't let us in, then forget it. Please rest assured, we won't leak it to anyone. The location of Santra's residence."

Ocule let go of his hanging heart, bowed and saluted, and said gratefully, "Thank you for your tolerance."

The dark elf didn't say much, and looked at Raistlin.

Raistlin was still trying to figure out a way to let everyone in, but seeing Izzet voluntarily gave up, he stopped thinking about it. He knew that Izt was reminding himself to be careful, so he nodded, "You wait for me nearby, come out soon."

"Okay." Izzet took Barack and withdrew from the encirclement of blood elves.

Athena and Dawnsos also left.

"Your Excellency Raistlin, please." O'Culler let the surrounding blood elves get out of the way, waved his hand, and the vines opened a wide passage.

He led the way ahead and entered the magic door.

Raistlin passed through the door, and the scene before him changed. He found himself in a bright room with no windows on the surrounding walls. The overhead was illuminated by crystal lamps. .

"This should be the dungeon of Abraken."

"Just don't know how deep?"

There were a group of blood elf guards around, and their eyes were full of vigilance and curiosity. Ocule said again: "Your Excellency, please come with me."

He led Raistlin out of the room's only door.

Then he stood at the door and turned around and said, "Welcome to Santra's residence."

Raistlin's eyes suddenly opened up, and the interior of a magnificent temple came into view. His position was a doorway on the side, and he could see the whole view of the temple. It is oval in shape as a whole, with a length of more than 300 meters at both ends. It uses huge columns to support a dome that is dozens of meters high, as if you were in a stadium in a previous life.

There are two rows of crystal lamps hanging above the dome, emitting a dazzling light, illuminating like the day.

There is a small square in the middle of the ground below. It is paved with neat stone slabs. There is a magic fountain in the center. The square is surrounded by clean and tidy streets. The streets are planted with beautiful flowers. Every tree is carefully cut and the air is fresh , without the slightest sense of suffocation.

There are beautiful houses on both sides of the street, with a distinct elf style.

Every door is decorated with gorgeous drapery, embroidered with intricate patterns. The buildings are mainly in red, with corridors, towers, terraces, courtyards, etc., each of which is ingenious and integrated with the surroundings. .

Magical creations can be seen everywhere on the street.

Arcane puppets patrolling on a fixed route, with a body of more than four meters high, making heavy footsteps when passing by; a broom that sweeps the floor automatically, sweeping the streets all the time; the air is filled with arcane energy, emitting a dim light, Dreamy.

Such a wonderful elf dwelling, if it is not known in advance, it would be unimaginable that it is located in an underground depth of unknown number of meters.

Raistlin's face showed admiration: "It's a beautiful home."

"This is just a residence." O'Culler said with a reserved expression, "Our home is in Eversong City. If Raislin has a chance, you can go and see it."

"I'm looking forward to it." Raistlin said politely.

Ocule didn't know if it was intentional to show off, or for other reasons, instead of using teleportation, he led Raistlin on foot through the blood elves' residence. Walking on a spotless street, there are not many blood elves passing by, but they all turn around and even stop, casting surprised eyes.

Raistlin was watching them too.

Blood elves are about the same height as humans. They are all very outstanding in appearance. They are handsome in men and women, with slender statures. There is almost no one who is relatively mediocre.

Most of their occupations are rangers, and four out of about ten are rangers.

The remaining two are mages, one is an assassin, and the three are unknown professions who hold the blood-colored holy light. The proportion is very high, and the number is second only to the rangers.

On the contrary, there are not many lawbreakers who are very well-known in Ellenus.

Looking closely at these blood elves who hold the Holy Light, they are obviously much stronger than their clansmen. They wear armor and carry heavy two-handed swords. They obviously possess strong melee combat strength. At the same time, the Scarlet Holy Light also gave them both healing ability, strong strength, high defense, and healing. The overall strength was much higher than that of rangers and assassins, almost comparable to mages.

The Knight of Light among the blood elves?

Raistlin felt strange in his heart. Unsurprisingly, this profession should have been born among blood elves not long ago, so it was not known to outsiders.

The Eye of Soul found that all blood elves who mastered the Holy Light were mentally unstable.

They are troubled by some kind of mental problem and have potential hidden dangers.

Even so, the racial talent of blood elves is much higher than that of humans, and almost all of them have extraordinary powers. Just the fact that the ratio of mages is close to 20% can make humans disappear.

With a long lifespan, there are no weaklings among elves.

These blood elves are even more elite, with nearly half of them possessing high-level strength.

Raistlin followed Ocule all the way, through a passage, and came to another underground town with a slightly smaller space.

Okule didn't hide it. He told Raislin Santra that all four of these underground spaces were connected to each other. It took over a hundred years for this.

Like other elf cities, Santra's residence has a network of magical energy, and all activities rely on magical energy.

The vast majority of blood elves live on "Novafax Island", or Vengeance Island.

For strongholds like Santra's residence, blood elves have built many places in the New World. The locations are secret, and the number of people is small, but not all of them are built underground.

However, Ocule did not say how many blood elves were in Santra's residence.

Actually, even if he didn't say it, Raistlin could figure it out. In front of the all-seeing eye, nothing can be hidden.

The blood elves in Santra's residence range from one thousand to fifteen hundred.

This is an extraordinary force that cannot be reckoned with.

"We're here." Okule stopped in front of a luxurious and tall building. There were several arcane puppets standing guard at the door, and a whole team of blood elf guards who mastered the Holy Light stood next to them, keeping vigilance against the strange Raistlin, and at the same time And inevitably curious.

"Your Excellency Ocule, the countess invites you and your guests in." A blood elf greeted him.

Entering it, passing through corridors and gardens, and finally reaching the living room deep in the garden, Raistlin saw a female blood elf sitting inside at a glance.

She is more beautiful than her own clan, even among elves, she is rarely seen, with long dark red hair neatly tied behind her head, revealing a white neck and a pair of pointed ears. There was a faint red glow in the depths of her eyes. She was tall and well-proportioned. She was wearing well-fitting magic armor.

Raistlin's heart moved slightly, this should be Countess Livlyn.

On the way over, Ocule mentioned that her full name is "Livlin* Qingge", she was born of a noble family, inherited the title of earl of the family, and has a very high status among the blood elves.

The residence of Santra was created by Countess Livlyn.

The Eye of Soul saw that Livlyn also mastered the Scarlet Holy Light, and it was the strongest Raistlin had ever seen, reaching the pinnacle of legend.

After Raistlin entered the door, the female elf stood up and greeted, "Baradas, Malanore."

"I've seen the lady." Raistlin nodded in response.

A red light flashed in Livlin's eyes, and she realized that she could not see through Raistlin's strength. Even though Ocule had already sent someone back to inform him of this information in advance, and delayed the time to give herself enough time to prepare, But when she actually saw it, she was still very surprised.

And Raistlin was just one of those strange visitors.

At this moment, the legendary mage at Santra's residence is monitoring other people outside, especially the holy demon hunter, which makes Livlin extremely fearful.

"Your Excellency Raistlin, please take a seat."

Livlin didn't show enthusiasm, she had a kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, and asked directly in imperial language: "Are you from Wezeland?"

"Exactly." Raistlin took out his badge and flashed it.

Next to Livlin was a male blood elf with a very young face. In fact, he was over 600 years old. He was an eighteenth-level mage. Judging from his status, he should be second only to the countess.

The blood elf mage nodded slightly and indicated to the countess that the badge was real.

The Eye of Soul noticed that the emotions of the two of them fluctuated. Obviously, they are no strangers to the Wezeland badge. From this, it can be judged that the blood elves must be very aware of the Xinxiang Floating City that was built on Shield Island, and even had contact with them.

Raistlin was not surprised.

The construction of Xinxiang Floating City took more than 20 years, and Santra's residence was established more than 100 years ago. It is impossible to hide such a big movement and what happened so close at hand from the blood elves.

Livlin maintained a sense of alienation and said lightly: "Guests from afar, if you want to get clues about the floating city from me, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Your Excellency, since the Floating City jumped away three years ago, he has never appeared again." Ocule next to him also added.

Raistlin was slightly disappointed.

He thought that the blood elf invited him into Santra's residence because he had useful clues to tell him.

The eye of the soul saw that the other party did not lie.

"Ma'am, how much do you know about Xinxiang Floating City?" Raistlin asked. Come here, simply ask the situation of the year, maybe you can find some useful things.

"Not too much." Livlin said, "I know what you want to ask. When the Wezeland wizards established a floating city on Shield Island, I was originally opposed to it. Later, considering that a floating city could clear the enemy, It even threatens the Scourge Legion, so acquiesce to your construction, neither objecting nor interfering."

"It was only later..."

The blood elf snorted coldly, looking rather displeased, "Not only did the floating city fail to sweep away the undead, but instead fell into the hands of the Scourge Legion. If I had known this, I would never have allowed you to build a floating city."

"I'm sorry about that." Raistlin didn't defend.

The responsibility for the loss of Xinxiang Floating City is indeed in Wezeland. Although this is the secret plan of Speaker Modra and the nobles of Modu, it has nothing to do with him, but for the blood elves, there is no difference between the two, anyway, they are both powerful. Wizard Zelen made a big mistake.

The blood elves' biggest enemy is the Scourge Legion, and the sea of ​​blood has a deep feud.

That's why they changed their name to blood elves.

Originally, the blood elves were already at a standstill in the face of the endless undead army. They resisted hard for more than 3,000 years. Even the island of revenge was breached many times and lost countless clansmen. Now the Scourge has a floating city, making the blood elves' situation even worse.

If one day the floating city appeared in the sky of Vengeance Island, it would be a disaster for the blood elves.

Livlyn didn't hold any hatred against Wizard Wazeland, she was already relatively restrained.

She looked at Raistlin again, and suddenly said, "Lord Raislin, with your strength, your status in Wezeland should not be low, right?"

Raistlin nodded silently.

"Are you a member of the Council of Six?" the Countess asked again, "Can you see Her Excellency Anselwaldaus?"

"Yes." Raistlin replied.

He probably guessed the other party's intention, no wonder he invited himself in even at the expense of exposing Santra's residence.

Sure enough, Livlin said: "Wazeland has an inescapable responsibility for the Scourge Legion's acquisition of the Floating City. In this regard, the Regent believes that the blood elves have no right to be held accountable, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the internal affairs of the clan, but I have a difference. If one day in the future, the floating city of the Scourge will attack the island of revenge~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I hope Wezeland can resist."

"After all, this is the evil result you caused, so you have to take responsibility."

Speaking of the latter, Livlin's tone became more and more serious.

She stared at Raistlin closely, thinking that Raistlin would raise an objection, but unexpectedly, Raistlin immediately agreed: "This is as it should be, Wezeland will not evade responsibility."

The three blood elves in the living room were surprised.

"You can call the shots?" Livlin raised her slender eyebrows, "Don't you need to ask His Excellency Anseldorf for instructions?"

"I'm looking for traces of the floating city just to destroy it." Raistlin replied calmly: "This is also the will of all the wizards in Wezeland."

"very good!"

Livlin was very satisfied with this statement, the coldness in her eyes melted a little, "I'm relieved that Wezeland has such an attitude."

She said to Ocule, "Let some guests come in."

In Raistlin's puzzlement, O'Culler walked out of the living room and came back soon. Behind him followed seven or eight figures, all of them were human wizards. Among them was a tall witch he was very familiar with, with black hair like waterfalls, eyes as bright as starlight, and a beautiful face, standing out in the crowd.

Raistlin couldn't help but said in surprise, "Polaris, why are you here?"

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