Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 263 Fierce Fight (Thirteen)

A jaw-dropping scene appeared. The spell that Karl had prepared was slowly extinguished in the hands of the old elf, leaving only the super magic circle around him. Karl stared blankly at the empty hand, feeling somewhat Dazed, I wonder if my memory is messed up.

"Yes, this is not good, come, come in and have a seat, there have been no guests for a long time," the old elf smiled kindly, and said to the two.

Karl was a little at a loss, he took a step back slightly, not knowing how to react in this situation,

The embarrassment of the two made the old elf laugh. He turned his body slightly to reveal the room behind him and the fireplace in the room, and said with a smile, "Come on, young man, if you don't dislike this dilapidated room and my For this old bone, come in and talk to me, an old man."

Galina's eyes twitched behind Karl. The flames dancing in the fireplace not far ahead warmed her up a bit. Looking at the flames, the vigilance and doubts in their hearts dissipated unconsciously. They nodded and entered. inside the room.

This is a slightly narrow hut. The most eye-catching thing is the exquisite fireplace on one side of the room. The fireplace seems to be made of a whole block of marble, with beautiful patterns and reliefs carved on it. If you look closely, you will find that this Definitely a priceless work of art.

After sorting out their thoughts, Carl and Galina sat down a bit awkwardly, although they knew that they should not waste time here at this moment, they should find the way out as soon as possible and find Mike above.

But there is always a voice in Karl's heart constantly reminding him that if he misses this time, he will definitely regret it.

"Little guys, do you need something to drink?" The old elf kindly took out two small kegs of malt beer from the cellar behind him, and pulled out the cork on the kegs forcefully, a strong aroma of wine spread in the hut Come.

Galina seemed to have thought of something, her face turned red, she quickly shook her head, and refused, "I don't need it, sorry."

The old elf ignored Galina, took out three cups from the table, filled them up leisurely, and handed the two cups to Karl and Galina, regardless of Galina's refusal.

"Hahaha, little guys, don't be so restrained," the old man looked at the two of them, then took a big gulp of malt beer, and wiped his mouth with his thin, long-sleeved fingers.

Karl was also polite, picked up the wine glass, and took a big sip.

"Looking at your attire, you must be an adventurer from another place. This is your companion? Tell me your story." The old elf smiled with satisfaction, looked at Karl, and nodded.

Karl hesitated for a moment, doubting the identity of the old man in his heart, and being in such a position, he couldn't help but want to test the old man.

He thought for a while, then nodded, and talked about his trip from Dalaran to the Broken Isles. Although many things were discussed in a shallow way at the beginning, as the story gradually deepened, and with the guidance of the old elf, Karl had some Unable to control my emotions, my mind is like a movie playback, scene after scene, and my state of mind begins to change with my memories.

"Finally, we are here," when Carl said the last sentence, more than ten minutes had passed, and opposite him, the old elf also stopped drinking, dragged his chin, and showed the same expression of thinking, the atmosphere in the room began There was silence, only the crackling of the flames burning in the fireplace.

After a while, the old man came back to his senses, nodded in satisfaction, then took another sip of malt beer, sighed and said: "Nice young man, a wonderful adventure, you remind me of when I was young , At that time, my partner and I traveled to every corner of Azeroth, from Ulduar in the north to the Mogu territory in the south, from Dire Maul in the east to Uldaman in the west, hey, It's all over, old!"

Then, he rubbed his slender and skinny hands, and said with a smile: "Little guy, you are an arcane spellcaster, can you show me the magic of this era?"

Karl nodded, and chose a few relatively novel spells to cast.

Especially when he performed the food making and water making skills, the old man opened his eyes wide for a moment, and sighed repeatedly, this is simply the authority of the gods.

The old man closed his eyes and immersed himself in the arcane movement that appeared in the room.

Then Karl and Galina watched in surprise as the old elf's figure began to fade and quickly disappeared.

There are no old people, no huts, no soft cushions, and no solid wooden tables in front of them.

The surroundings were still dark except for the darkness. Carl raised his right hand in astonishment, and three balls of light floated above the heads of Carl and Galina, and the milky white light swayed around.

The scene in the darkness gradually began to become clear, and the familiar place in front of him was the gorgeous fireplace, but the dust and dilapidated traces on its raw surface showed that it had not been used for at least thousands of years.

Galina opened her mouth, feeling that her throat was a little dry, she looked around, and then noticed a piece of parchment and two small objects where the wooden table should have been placed, she bent down slightly, and found It was a cut-off and a gemstone emitting a faint red light.

She subconsciously handed the gem to Carl beside her, and then unfolded the sheet, on which were written a few words in beautiful fonts:
Travelers in the past, you had many mages to take this energy gem, but you chose the best way. Although maybe I will never know who you are, but your behavior is enough for me to bless you. The ring is my reward for your noble deeds - Madr.

At the same time, in the reference room of the Arcane Hall.

Mike held tightly a reusable magic torch that Kemp gave him, and carefully shot at the dusty books of Fan Scholars on the bookshelf, coughing twice from time to time due to the raised dust, but his face Still stay focused.

"I see." After reading the last volume of information, Mike lowered his head, sighed, and spread his clenched right hand upwards, revealing the beautiful blue gemstone.

"Energy gems are used in this way," he whispered to himself.

"But, what should I do, how should I choose," thinking about it, Mike sat down, extinguished the torch in his hand, the surrounding space was turned into darkness, black shadows enveloped everything, and he sat quietly in the shadow Mike in the middle felt a sense of loneliness enveloped him.

He sat on the ground blankly, recalling fragments of the past in his mind.

"Mike, this is all my ex, take it!"

"Mike, is your mother better?"

(End of this chapter)