Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 95 Convergence
Karl borrowed the house in the manor as a cover, escaped a fire bird spell on the way, and crawled to the door of the mage tower.

When he came here, Karl finally breathed a sigh of relief. Due to the position, his field of vision was blocked by the mage tower, and the spell at the top of the mage tower could not hit Karl on the ground.

The door of the mage tower was ajar, and Karl cast a protective spell.

"Mage Armor."

"Secondary spell defense enchantment."

Pushing open the concealed door, Karl walked in. The interior of the mage tower was a little dark. Two magic lamps on the wall were broken, and only one was still working. An arcane guard fell to the ground with one leg removed. The arcane core was shattered, arcs flickered around the body of the arcane guard, the core short-circuited, and energy leaked out.

A sorcerer wearing an apprentice's robe lay on the ground, breathless, his death was similar to that of the guards outside, and it was judged to be the same person's technique.

Soon, Karl found an upward staircase at the corner of the mage tower, and climbed up the stairs. The magic lamp on the wall kept flickering, and Karl's figure was elongated under the light, and the entire mage tower was silent.

A picture hangs on the white wall, most of which are portraits of people, and the names of the people are written below the portraits. They are the successive heads of the August family.

"Bastard, you're dead!" At this moment, a faint voice came from the second floor. Karl quickened his pace and walked up to the second floor, where he saw a surprising scene.

Ruthya held a scimitar in her hand and was leaning against the wall in the corner of the room. She was wearing a purple gown for a banquet, her long hair was coiled up high, her body was slightly bowed, her thighs were tense, like a ferocious poisonous snake, ready to burst out at any time. Delivers a fatal blow to prey.

The purple robe was stained with a dark red liquid, and a strong smell of blood emanated from Lusya's body. The hands holding the two knives trembled slightly, and the sweat on her forehead gleamed crystal-clearly under the illumination of the magic lamp.

Several black-robed mages surrounded Lusya in a corner, and the voice just now came from one of the mages.

At this time, the mage was tightly wrapping a hemostatic bandage around his arm.

The purple mage armor was shining on several mages, and they had no other defensive spells. The mages surrounded Lusya tightly, and did not see Karl at the stairway behind them.

"Strengthen Arcane Lightning!"

The bodies of several mages became scorched black, and the expressions on their faces were still at the moment before they died. They maintained expressions of disbelief, and then fell to the ground one after another.

Mage is a very powerful profession, but also a very fragile one.

Offensive magic enemies are unstoppable, and defensive magic enemies are difficult to penetrate. A well-prepared mage faces several enemies at the same time without much pressure, and can even kill them all.

But an unprepared mage is extremely fragile. A warrior has a strong body. Mark, who broke several ribs, recovered in less than a week, alive and kicking. His physique, and he didn't move fast, as long as he was stabbed, the gods couldn't save him.

The famous guardian Medivh was also stabbed to death by a warrior with a sword.

Karl is well aware of the strengths and weaknesses of mages, and when several mages were unprepared for a sneak attack, and without defensive spells, they hard-wired Karl's spells, and ordinary fighters would not be able to survive under Karl's spells, let alone this A few weak mages are gone.

"Carl?" Lusya asked tentatively.

The black hood and the sage shoulder pads on the shoulders are already filled with fire elements, and the two fire element cores are burning.

Thanks to the skills of the storm mage, the burning core of the fire element did not cause any damage to Karl, and was blocked by the circle on the shoulder.

Carl slowly took off his hood, revealing his blond hair and pointed ears, and said to Luthia angrily, "You shouldn't have left me."

"I'm sorry," Lusya said in a low voice with an apologetic look in her eyes, "I just don't want to trouble you."

"Don't worry about it," Carl shook his head and continued:
"I know how scary mages are. To be able to deal with mages, at least spellcasters are needed, especially mages like Carter Augustus who have a mage tower."

Reaching out to help Lusya up, Carl asked, "Can you still fight?"

"Of course," Luthia stood up, wiping the sweat off her face, "The chef in the kitchen said that my sister Lisa is at the top of this mage tower."

"Now is not the time to give up."

Ruthya clenched her two knives tightly, and walked ahead.

Soon a locked stone door blocked Carl and Lusya's way forward. Lusya took out the lockpicking tool and inserted it into the lock. Ordinary locks should be magic locks, and there is a force inside that prevents me from turning the lock cylinder."

"Disarm the magic."

A purple light flashed, and Karl used the recently learned enchantment spell to dispel the magic, and said to Ruthia: "Try again."

Ten seconds later, the stone door opened in response, and a fireball shot out from the door, hitting Karl's defensive spell.

The fireball is like a stone thrown into the water, only a slight ripple appeared on the secondary spell defense enchantment. Looking at the power of the fireball, Karl shook his head. The power of the spell is an insult to the fireball. Instead of calling it a fireball, It's better than a burning flame.

A gray-haired woman stared at the two with hatred eyes, cursed vicious words, looked at the two who walked in, raised a dagger and rushed towards them.

A silver light shrouded the woman's body from top to bottom, and then a long blood-colored line appeared on the woman's body. The long line continued to ooze blood, and the woman's body was divided into two with the blood line as the center. The liquid splashed Carl and Ruthia all over.

"You are a bit murderous now," Carl reminded aloud from behind, "I am not advising you not to kill people, too much murderous intent will make people lose their minds."

"It's easy to fall into the enemy's trap if you lose your mind. For your own safety, and to get Lisa out smoothly, you have to stay rational."

"Thank you," Lusya looked at the woman's body, her voice trembling.

The third floor of the mage tower is a spacious hall. Several rows of bookshelves are placed on one side of the hall. The bookshelves are full of various books. Carl sorts out the blood on his body, walks to the bookshelf, and takes out a book from the bookshelf. book, read it.

"Tut," Carl snorted in disgust, and put the book back.This is a history book called "History of the Augustus Family".

After thinking about it, Karl felt that this thing might be useful, so he pulled out the book again and stuffed it into the magic pocket.

Carl spent a few minutes browsing through the names of other books on the shelf, all of which were biographies of the successive heads of the August family.

(End of this chapter)