Warhammer Wizard

"Come here, no need to search."

Raistlin sent a magical message to his teammates, asking them to come together.

"There's still half of the place, why didn't you look for it?" Bellack was searching hard. He found a few interesting things in the ruins, which had nothing to do with the clues of Naxus Floating City, but they were worth a lot of money. Made a small fortune.

"We have new goals."

Raistlin turned his back to the direction of the blood elf to speak to everyone, but did not reveal the existence of the blood elf assassin, lest someone react abnormally and be noticed by the other party.

As he spoke, he cast mass teleportation and left under the observation of the blood elves.

After a few seconds, the transfer ends.

The teammates found that the distance of this teleportation was very short, less than a mile away from the giant pit, but just changed the direction, and they happened to be blocked by a broken broken wall.

And Raistlin said that he found a new target, and everyone immediately reacted.

"Someone spying on us?" Athena asked.

"A blood elf assassin." Raistlin nodded, "She shouldn't have any ill will, but was attracted by our movement. She is in good condition, with no signs of fighting, and her weapons and equipment are clean, which means she has just left the camp. Or when a stronghold comes out, not far from here, we will follow her to find the blood elf camp, maybe we can ask for clues about the floating city."

While speaking, the All-Seeing Eye saw through the wall and saw the blood elf stay in place for a few seconds, then kept stealth and quickly moved away.

Izzet's eyes lit up with a faint green light, and he stuck his head out from the corner of the wall, looking in the direction of Raistlin's gaze.

The Demon Hunter's eyesight is very strong, and with just one glance, he found the blood elf.

It's so far!

The dark elf was surprised.

He was wondering why he didn't notice the sneaking assassin, but Raistlin discovered it first, and only then did he know that the blood elf was more than a thousand meters away from him.

Such a long distance, and in stealth, even the Saint-level powerhouse is not easy to find.

Izt glanced quickly. Raistlin's observation of the blood elf was meticulous, and his judgment was the same as his. This blood elf must have a camp nearby.

"She's leaving," the Demon Hunter whispered.

Athena and Barack also saw the blood elf assassins, one of them possessed the Eye of the Thunderhawk and the other possessed the Eye of Reality, with vision no less than Izzet.

Only Dawnsos couldn't see anything and looked helpless.

The blood elf didn't know that her every move was being watched by several legends and saints. She was a high-level assassin. She moved quickly in a stealth state, her steps were light, and she tried to avoid making noises.

She did not take the nearest route, detoured from time to time, or stopped in a corner for a while, carefully avoiding the dangerous area where the undead lurked along the way.

Apparently, the blood elves were very familiar with the ruins.

This made Raistlin and others more certain that her camp was not far from here, so she could be active in the Abraken area for a long time.

Every few minutes, Raistlin teleported to follow.

All the way west.

After more than half an hour, the blood elf assassin walked out of the ruins and came to the westernmost river bank of Shield Island. She emerged from the sneak and jumped into the river without hesitation. She was as light as a swallow, and her posture was fast. She ran on the water at high speed, and reached the opposite bank in less than ten seconds, and entered the sneak again.

Across the west side of Shield Island is Abraken, the main city of this splendid elven city.

However, this was all three thousand years ago.

Abraken is now covered by the withered and twisted black forest, and there are almost no traces of civilization. Only by opening the vines and weeds under the trees can some sporadic architectural remnants be found.

The blood elf assassin entered the dark forest and disappeared inside.

The five of Raistlin continued to track for more than ten miles and arrived in the middle of the peninsula of Abraken. This place was also a forest and bushes, and it seemed that there was nothing special about it.

The blood elf stopped under a tree.

The bottom of the tree was entangled by large vines and thorns, forming a natural shelter. She first cautiously circled the vicinity twice, and then quietly approached.

The vines wriggled like living creatures, allowing a narrow passage in the blink of an eye.

The blood elf quickly passed through the passage, and a magic door outlined by a faint silver light appeared on the tree trunk that required several people to hug. She walked in directly, as if penetrating a curtain, and the whole person disappeared.

Might and Magic immediately disappeared, and the vines closed again.

The whole process took less than three seconds, and the magic fluctuations were extremely restrained. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would be difficult to find the trace of the blood elves.

This scene was clearly seen by the five Raistlin who were hiding in a tree hundreds of meters away.

In the invisible force field.

Barack's eyes brightened and he said in a low voice: "This magic door must lead to the underground! I have been to Abraken twice before, and many adventurers have also been here, all wanting to dig the buried elf city. , but the entrance has not been found, and it was originally hidden here."

As the economic center of the Elf Empire in the New World, known as the "Empire Capital", Abraken has countless wealth and sank to the ground in the "Great Earthquake", attracting countless adventurers to explore.

However, no one has yet unearthed the dungeons of Abraken.

Izt pondered, "This should be the magic gate built by the blood elves. I wonder how long it has been since they found the Abraken Dungeon?"

"At least for more than a hundred years." Raistlin glanced at the tree and made a judgment.

"so long!"

Barack was greatly disappointed. For more than a hundred years, enough blood elves have explored the Abraken dungeon many times and scavenged most of the treasures.

Unless the blood elves have only unearthed part of the underground ruins.

Athena carefully observed the area under the tree, and vaguely saw some clues, "This entrance has a spellcaster who has arranged a very clever hidden magic circle, secretly monitoring people close to the magic door, and can also issue an alarm, maybe there is a hidden magic behind the magic door. Blood elf guard, shall we go in?"

"Of course I have to go in." Barack immediately stated that he was too interested in the dungeon.

To be precise, he was interested in the treasures in the dungeon.

Raistlin shook his head, "Don't worry, just wait and see the situation."

He thought it was just a camp, but now it seems that it is not as simple as a camp. It is very likely that there is an important stronghold of the blood elves hidden underground. Blood elves are branched out from high elves, and their racial talents are far superior to those of humans. Even if there are not many people in the New World, and they rarely have contact with humans, they are powerful forces that cannot be ignored, and there is no need to provoke them for no reason.

There should be other blood elves coming in and out of this Might and Magic Gate. By observing them, you can roughly judge the power of the blood elves underground.

Izzet agreed with Raistlin.

The five of them were standing or sitting on the tree, and Raistlin maintained the invisible force field and waited patiently.

Sure enough, after more than two hours, there was movement.

A team of blood elves entered the forest, approaching the tree where the Might and Magic Gate was. From the point of view of occupational collocation, this is a hunting team, mainly three rangers with bows and swords, one assassin, one mage and one spellbreaker, as well as two occupations that Raistlin did not recognize for a while. .

These two blood elves were not as slender as their clansmen. They were strong and powerful, wearing delicate dark red armor, and their weapons were two-handed swords. They were obviously powerful melee professionals.

Raistlin was surprised.

The racial talent of blood elves is more suitable for agility occupations and spellcasters. They are fast and have high intelligence, but their strength is relatively mediocre, and there are very few powerful warriors.

He observed the two blood elves with the eye of the soul, and was even more surprised.

"Power of Holy Light?"

Can blood elves also master the power of the Holy Light?

Did they convert to the sun god? The east coast of the New World is so far away from the Ramon Empire controlled by the Sun God, that there is no way between the two.

Raistlin was puzzled, and then saw the difference.

The power of holy light in the two blood elves is different from that of the Sun Knight, and it is also different from the Tauren Sunwalker. The holy light of the blood elves is not that warm at all, but rather cold. The power of the Holy Light has flaws.

The depths of their eyes revealed a ray of holy light, but the color was not right, and the scarlet light was like blood.

The Eye of Soul also saw that the emotions of the two blood elves were unstable, as if they had been mentally tortured for a long time, and they were easily out of control when their minds fluctuated violently.

This should be a distorted power of holy light.

"Scarlet Holy Light?"

Raistlin couldn't help but glance at the holy gun ranger next to him.

For the followers of the Sun God, the blood elves not only encroached upon the supreme authority of the Sun God, but also distorted the power of the Holy Light. This is absolutely unforgivable blasphemy!

Barack was indifferent. Obviously, he did not realize that the two blood elves possessed the power of holy light.

The blood elves showed signs of fierce battles, as if they had been out for a long time before returning. Like the previous female assassins, they used magic talismans to hide away from the entrance, erased their footprints, cautiously approached the tree, passed through the vine passage, and entered the magic door.

Raistlin and the others hid in the tree for a day and a night.

During this period, four waves of blood elves entered Might and Magic, including a legendary ranger, however, strangely, blood elves only did not enter.

"This should just be the entrance."

Izt whispered: "They have another exit, or they can be sent directly from the dungeon."

Everyone nodded slightly. It is impossible for a secret stronghold to have only one entrance and exit. Setting up several more entrances and exits can reduce the risk of being discovered.

Raistlin could roughly judge their overall strength by observing the blood elves.

There must be legends in this dungeon, but there won't be a lot of them. As long as there are no more than ten, there is no threat to himself and his teammates.

Even a saint-level powerhouse, with himself and Izt present, is not a big problem.

"We're going in," Raistlin said.

Barack was stunned for a moment before asking, "How do I get in?"

"Naturally it's a fair visit." Raistlin smiled. The All-Seeing Eye had already seen through the rune formation around the tree trunk. There were indeed a few blood elves guarding behind the Might and Magic Gate. .

He teleported his teammates to the ground, removed the invisibility field, and walked towards the big tree surrounded by vines and thorns.

Just after walking a few steps, everyone noticed a faint magic wave.

The rune circle's alarm was triggered.

But the magic door on the tree trunk didn't move, and after a few seconds, Raistlin sensed a pair of eyes falling on him and his teammates in the dark.

There are also legendary wizards who use spells to observe this space through the void.

He raised his head and glanced in a certain direction, meeting the eyes of the legendary mage with a kind smile on his face.

Soon, everyone walked to the periphery of the vine and looked at the trunk.

"Human, please stop!"

A clear voice sounded around, followed by ripples in the void, one by one silhouettes teleported around, and a dozen blood elves surrounded the place. They have at least high-level strength. The bows and arrows of the rangers are aimed at the target, the assassins sneak into the shadows, and the warriors who master the blood-colored holy light raise their two-handed swords to block in front of the clansmen.

The leader was a male blood elf with silver hair.

His appearance is very handsome, wearing a gorgeous dark purple magic robe, slender white eyebrows fly out from the sides, adding a bit of elegant temperament, his eyes contain arcane light, and he politely salutes Raistlin and the others. In a unique Elvish language: "Baradash, Malanore."

Raistlin knew it was the blood elf language, and he could only understand a few simple words.

The phrase means "Hello, Traveler".

"I've seen Your Excellency the Mage." Raistlin turned on the translation dictionary on his mobile phone, and replied in blood elf language: "My name is Raistlin, a wizard from Wezeland, they are all my friends. We have no ill intentions, we just want to inquire. some news."

Saying that, he showed the Wezeland badge.

"Wazeland wizard?"

The blood elf mage raised his eyebrows, and his eyes couldn't contain the surprise. He looked at Raistlin and a few people, secretly blessed himself with the True Seeing Technique, and was frightened.

These humans are all legendary high-level!

The most terrifying thing is the drow who exudes an evil aura. It should be a demon hunter, but he has never seen such a powerful demon hunter. The power of fel energy is as vast as the sea, as if it is not Drow standing in front of him, but A demon lord.

Holy Demon Hunter!

The blood elf mage trembled for a moment, and almost turned around and ran away.

He is only a legendary middle-level mage. He has just reached the fourteenth level, let alone a holy-level powerhouse. Even any one of these humans is far superior to himself.

Fortunately, these people seem to have no malice as they say.

Otherwise, neither oneself nor one of the clan would even think about surviving.

The surrounding blood elves also found that these people were terrifyingly strong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ could not help shaking hands and feet, the arrogance on their faces that belonged to the elves turned into fear, and a few quietly backed away, wanting to stay away .

"Dear guests, I'm Ocule, the chief teleporter at Santra's residence." The blood elf mage introduced himself uneasily, knowing that the dungeon of his own and his clansmen could not be hidden from this group of powerhouses. exposed.

But he did not take the initiative to invite Raistlin and others to enter, but asked cautiously, "Excuse me, Your Excellency Raistlin, what information do you want to inquire about?"

"A clue about Xinxiang Floating City." Raistlin didn't make any detours.

Ocule's expression changed slightly when he heard it.

"Is there a problem?" Raistlin sensed his emotional ups and downs, and when he said he was from Wezeland, something was wrong with the other party.

The blood elf mage pondered for a few breaths before replying: "Please wait a moment, I need to report to Countess Livlyn."