Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

The collision of fire and arcane has been happening for a long time.

"puff"

The old elf mage spat out a mouthful of blood. He put a little weight on his back and struggled to put his staff on the ground.

In front of him, dark blue and transparent shields filled the alleyway tightly, crumbling under the flames.

"give up."

From the other side of the flames, the voice of Deathwing was conveyed.

Mephitus looked directly at the figure in the flames, the flames shining in his blue eyes.

"no way."

He replied like this, and the fierce flames and heat hit the arcane defensive barrier. Mephitus bent forward hard, pressed the staff to the ground, and refused to take a step back.

This attitude almost pisses off Deathwing.

"The elf who doesn't know whether to live or die."

He cursed coldly, waved his hand, and the ground cracked into thin intertwined cracks, and flames erupted from the cracks.

The red flames instantly enveloped the blue barrier, and with a crisp sound of 'bang', the arcane defensive shield instantly collapsed and withered.

Shocking heat rushed towards him.

Mephitus took a step back in embarrassment, gritting his teeth and holding the staff tightly.

"Arcane Realm!"

He suddenly shouted, irrigating all the magic power from his body, and the staff in his hand burst into a blue light that was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it.

Deathwing couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands.

After a second, he removed his hand and looked forward.

Blue enveloped the entire alleyway, and the red flames were still raging just now.At this moment, it was as if he had seen a ghost and disappeared.

"interesting."

Deathwing tried to summon the fire underground, but nothing happened.

[Have you been cut off from contact? 】

He looked at Mephitus and admired:

"This spell is very interesting."

The entire lane.Now it has turned into a blue world, and Deathwing even feels that there are no particles of arcane origin in the air.It seems that other magical elements will be broken down into arcane spells and cannot be cast.

Like the name of the spell, this is the supreme realm of arcane magic.

Unfortunately, this spell seems to have serious side effects when cast.

"Burning life, I never imagined that you, who have lost your eternal life, would still study this forbidden technique."

In Deathwing's sight, Mephitus, the elf mage, had become silver-haired and vicissitudes of life.He could tell that this was the reason for the forbidden technique.

"life..."

However, Mephitus looks very good and is filled with more powerful magic than before:

"Isn't it just for burning?"

Now this time.Who cares about future longevity?Mephitus has no regrets at all about being able to exchange his years for more powerful power.

He could feel the magic brimming over his body. The magic was so powerful that it even surpassed his strength in his prime.

"Life is for burning?"

Deathwing was stunned.

"I like to hear that. You're right."

He nodded unexpectedly.

"I also enjoy burning life."

Deathwing sneered, and Mephitus understood that the two of them definitely did not mean the same thing.

"Mephitus, your magic is very powerful, but it's a pity that you met me."

The arcane realm is a realm that rejects the invasion of other foreign elements.This is an absolute nightmare for most spellcasters - when it comes to pure arcane magic, who can compare to the high elves?

It's a pity that Deathwing is different from other mages. His most powerful power is himself.

Inside his body, there was a flame that was hotter than any magma. Even Deathwing couldn't stand this flame, which always made his skin burst and was extremely difficult to control.

Maybe it can't be seen in the human form now, but as long as Deathwing transforms into a dragon body, it can be clearly seen that fire occasionally erupts from under his skin.

But anyway.One blow, just one simple blow.

Deathwing could easily let his fire engulf the old elven mage.

"Mirror Image."

Mephitus silently activated another skill.

His figure blurred, and then five identical versions of him appeared on the field, even the staffs were the same.

"This spell..."

Deathwing narrowed his eyes in slight annoyance. Whether it was magic power or other things, they all felt the same. He couldn't tell which one was the real one.

Mirror image is a classic spell of the mage, but when cast by an ordinary mage, it only produces three ordinary mirror images. The spells of those mirror images are quite limited, and there is a big gap between the strength and the original body, so it is easy to identify.

However, what Mephitus is currently performing is obviously not the case.

The five elf mages, including the main body, spread out, each holding a staff and preparing to cast spells.

Hail, flames, arrows, rushing water, pouring barrages...

These seemingly many kinds of spells all turned blue, covering the wings of death in the form of arcane spells.

"It's useless any more."

Deathwing changed his body shape and quickly came to the edge of a mirror image:

"I'll just break them one by one."

He waved his hand and hit the mirror, and flames erupted at the contact point. The mirror immediately made a shattering sound and scattered like glass.

Fake--

Deathwing frowned.

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"Mirror Image."

He heard the sound of casting spells again, and when he looked around, he saw that the remaining elf mages had cast the mirror spell again. There were 20 identical mages in the entire alleyway at one time.

[Is there no limit to this spell? 】

Deathwing found it a bit tricky.

If this elf is allowed to divide, how long will it take for him to find the place where his true body is?

Go kill that little girl——

Just as Deathwing thought this, he suddenly discovered that Solanlian behind him was missing.

"how is this possible?"

He was a little puzzled.

According to his strength.There was no way that female elf could escape silently.

Deathwing didn't even feel the fluctuations of the teleportation spell, logically speaking.She should be here now.

However, there was little time for Deathwing to think now. The spells poured out by the 'Mephitus' gave him no time.

He could only choose to deal with the old mage first.

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Deathwing's guess was correct, Solanlian was still in the alleyway.

She was with Mephitus, surrounded by a dark blue dome.

"Lord Mephitus, why don't we escape?"

Solanlian asked Mephitus while observing the battle outside.

The old mage sat, his silver hair scattered on the ground.

"We can't escape."

He shook his head.He said somewhat bitterly:

"Neltharion is only temporarily confused. He has blocked this alleyway long ago. Once there is a fluctuation in the space or something leaves here, he will immediately see through my spell."

"Besides, I can't leave even with what I'm doing now."

Mephitus' hand shook slightly, rubbing his huge staff.

"Solanlian..."

He opened his mouth.

"Yes."

Solanlian lowered her head and saluted.

"Am I going to die?"

Mephitus raised his eyes and looked at her. The aftereffects of the forbidden technique had begun to show, and there were some wrinkles in the corners of his eyes... Solanlian did not answer.

"really..."

But Mephitus laughed:

"Is this really the reason why you stayed?"

He waved his staff, and a glowing golden circle appeared in the air, spinning gently.

"You want this, don't you?"

Mephitus stretched out his hand and drew lines around the circle very carefully and gently:

"This magic circle can change Kael'thas' fate."

"But, it's not finished yet..."

It's not finished yet, how can Mephitus hand it over?

He spent so long making this magic circle.In the end, will it be a failure?

Mephitus would never allow this outcome.

He gritted his teeth.

"Just wait, I'll finish it right away, and when I finish it, I'll give it to you!!"

This is the reason why Mephitus hides himself and Solanlian.

He didn't want to waste his efforts, even if it was a ten thousandth chance, he still wanted to complete what he should do.

"You'll get it done."

Solanlian pursed her lips sadly and affirmed:

"That's why I'm here."

That's the destined outcome.

Mephitus's magic circle has long been completed.But it lacked something, so Mephitus couldn't admit it.

Solanlian didn't know what it was.

But she was sure that this magic circle would be completed, at least it would be passed to Solanlian's hands before Mephitus died.

Solanlian knew that Mephitus must die...

This is not her personal prophecy, but some fragments she got the last time she kissed Kael'thas.

Solanlian didn't say anything more to Kael'thas last time, but she knew that during this period, the High Elf Kingdom would lose two holy-level professionals. There is no doubt that Mephitus and Darkan.

The deaths of these two people will have a profound impact on the entire race and Kael'thas, one is light and the other is darkness.

Mephitus holds the key to light. For this reason, Solanlian has been following him these days and knows that this key is the magic circle he is studying.

What kind of magic circle is that?

Solanli'an is not very clear either.

But in the dark future she saw, this guidance circle guided the light and glory.

As long as there is this magic circle, no matter how deep the darkness of the future is, Kael'thas will not go astray.

Glory and flames will accompany the young prince forward, and his will will be unstoppable...

As long as there is this magic circle, the fate of Solanlian's loyal monarch will be completely changed!

For this reason, even though she knew that Mephitus would die, Solanlian still did not say anything.

She only lives for one person...

In this life, as long as he can be happy, Solanlian doesn't mind bearing more sins even if he is hated.

These guilts and pressures are much smaller than Kael'thas's life. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the novel website...vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) RQ