Legendary Mage

As night fell, the entire Duskwood seemed darker. The three Morin returned to the room, and no one dared to speak.

The weak can only obey the rules, and only the strong can ignore the rules. Therefore, the rules have always been formulated by the strong and the weak obeyed.

However, without talking, the thoughts of the three people were churning. Finally, Isabel came up with a solution. She dipped her finger in the water and wrote on the desktop: "No, you can write."

Moline wanted to smile and praise Isabel, but the smile was about to be revealed. When he thought of the precautions, he immediately turned back. In order to express this smile, he also dipped in water, drew a smiley face on the table, and wrote: "It's smart!"

Isabel then drew a shy expression. Do modern people on earth know what this scene is? It's just two people holding their phones and playing WeChat!

So many things are interlinked, you see in the vast universe, the protagonist of our story on the planet Azeroth, also borrowed this form of chat.

With little gossip, since Morin found a way to communicate, Varian also wrote: "Our next plan of action?"

At a glance, Morin only wrote "Complete the goal, leave quickly!"

Varian and Isabelle nodded in agreement. If they spend a long time here, they have to become lunatics.

In fact, Morin really wanted to check what happened here. Why is it so dark without sunlight? What is the purpose of the lord who made these rules? And how can the soldiers here quickly know who violated the rules?

However, with the lesson learned from the Burning Plains, now he absolutely dare not venture.

Know that the soldier said before taking the lead: As long as there is a shadow, our eyes will be on you.

This sentence is definitely not so simple. As soon as Isabel smiled, they stared at it and they could see that there must be a way for them to monitor everyone without interruption and without dead ends.

Thinking of this, Morin felt his scalp tingle, and his back was chilling. This kind of situation where people are completely monitored and there is no privacy at all makes everyone afraid and unacceptable.

"To be able to achieve this level, there must be a magician involved in it!" Morin thought secretly. "If this is the case, this is the second lord who has received the help of a magician. And between the two. What is the connection? Is the magician who caused this situation in the two regions two or one person?"

There are more and more questions left in Morin's mind, but these questions can only be resolved after waiting. Looking at the two companions again, Morin wrote on the table: "Resume, set off tomorrow, and leave here as soon as possible."

Varian nodded and left Moline's room. Moline and Isabel were relatively speechless and lay down to rest.

The next day, the day was unknown, and the three people got up, washed, and ate under the influence of the biological clock. Then he quickly sorted the horses and passed the main road of Duck Town, and headed east.

About half a day later, they entered the Breeze Canyon.

As soon as they entered the canyon, all three had an ominous hunch. The rock walls on both sides of the canyon are dead blue-grey, and the raised rocks are like sharp fangs piercing the sky.

There were plants in this gorge, but the plants were also greenish gray, and they looked dead, but they stood upright as if they were alive; or, these plants turned into rock-like specimens, neither born nor died. There exists.

They came to the naturally formed stone bridge in the middle of the canyon, below which was the river. Looking to the south, at the end of the canyon was a tall tower shining with blue brilliance.

"Molin, don't you think something is wrong here?" Isabel asked.

Because this is no longer in the area of ​​Duskwood, the three can speak as much as they like.

Morin reached out to feel the air and whispered: "Everything seems to be still here, and I can't even feel the flow of air!"

"Don't worry about these weirdnesses," Varian said. "Go and find the Arcane monsters, kill them and leave here. Isn't this the only place to get the Arcane Demon Crystal Core?"

Morin sighed and said, "That's right, this is the only place in Breezed where there are arcane creatures. Well, let's take a look in the canyon, but be careful."

The three passed the stone bridge and walked down a mountain path to the depths of the canyon. I met some pale spiders attacking them along the road, but this was easily solved by three people.

Marching further, Morin felt that there was a rustling human voice around him. He just looked down and saw a icy blue flash hidden in the gray rocks.

"What the **** is this!" Varian said irritably. "How do I feel that someone is watching us."

Just as Varian was scolding, not far from them, suddenly two transparent figures shone with ice and blue light.

These two people are just like the transparent light and fog, they can't see what the minister is like, only two blue lights come out of their eyes.

Cloaked behind them, hands like claws.

"An intruder broke in, but the owner has not returned yet!" said a ghost.

"We can pay close attention to them. If they have no intention of breaking into the master's magic tower, let them go." said another ghost.

After the two ghosts finished speaking, they turned into two lights and shadows hidden in the rocks, following the three of Mo Lin.

The three of Morin proceeded cautiously. There was nothing strange on the way, and no monsters were seen. It's just that Morin still finds it weird here.

He suddenly said to Varian: "You are looking at a pocket watch, what time is it shown above?"

This kind of pocket watch, although not related to magic, is just a simple machine, but it is also a luxury. Only nobles and rich people have the money to buy it.

Varian’s pocket watch was a birthday gift from his father. When the three were together, he always took the time to see it, so Morin knew about it.

"Oh, my pocket watch is broken!" Varian said regretfully, "its hands are still motionless."

auzw.com "Maybe, when we get out of the canyon, it will return to normal again!" Morin said, squinting. Then he looked again at the steeple rising into the sky, and there was always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

The tower was getting closer and closer to the three people. They passed an abandoned camp, where there seemed to be a faint mist.

The three people came to the center of the mist, and suddenly the mist shook and turned into more than ten figures.

These figures are like the morning fog, moving in this camp. The three of Morin were so frightened that they took out their weapons and stood alert.

However, they observed for a while, but found that these figures didn't seem to know Morin's existence, they were just doing their own thing.

Some are wiping weapons, some are cooking, and some are chatting with each other

Morin knew that these ghosts should be dead, touched by their intrusion, and presented the picture of their life before life.

"Morin, these are ghosts!" Isabel said with a little fear. "Ghosts are all made of souls that can't rest. These people must have suffered."

"I also guess that these are ghosts," Morin replied, "but we have no way of knowing what happened to them."

"Maybe I can give it a try," Isabel said solemnly. "The pastor has the ability to communicate with the soul. Although I have not mastered this ability, I want to give it a try."

Morin asked with concern: "Is there any danger?"

"There will be a certain danger, depending on whether these ghosts are evil." Isabel said looking at the ghost walking around.

"I think ghosts are evil," Varian said nervously. "I think it's so cold here. Let's leave as soon as possible, whether they have any grievances!"

"No," Isabel said firmly. "As a priest, I can't just sit back and watch these ghosts. I have to find a way to rest in peace."

Isabel finished her eyes and looked at Morin firmly.

Morin really didn't want Isabel to take risks, but he understood that he could not overrule her sacred duties. So, Mo Lin nodded gently.

Isabelle smiled relievedly, and took a snow-white candle out of her pocket. She held the candle to her chest with her right hand, and the staff in her left held high forward.

A soft and long prayer sang gently from Isabel's mouth. As the prayer sang, Isabelle put on a holy white light.

Then, her staff also gave a soft white light, and the candle in the right hand ignited by itself.

The brilliance of the candle added white light to the golden light, and in this piece of platinum-doped light, the ghosts finally noticed them.

These ghosts gradually gathered in front of the three Morin and surrounded them.

Varian could not help but hold the hilt, and just before pulling out the long sword, Mo Lin held it. Morin said to him: "Don't act rashly, they may not attack us, and, you are really sure, can your long sword deal with these ghosts without substance?"

"Don't panic, young prince." said a seemingly elderly elder in the ghost. "We finally hope that the royal family will be here. The evil magician has been trying to wipe out the existence of these ghosts. ."

"Why do you want to stay in the world in this form," Isabel asked softly, "rather than choosing to free the soul."

"Thank you for taking the risk for us, kind children," said the elder. "We are really ghosts because we have unfinished wishes."

"Then what is your wish?" Morin asked. "Is it related to the evil magician in your mouth?"

"It's the evil wizard," said the ghost elder, angrily. "We are all refugees from Duskwood who had fled here. We originally thought we could live peacefully in this rare place. However, where do we know , Until the magician came here three years ago, everything changed."

The ghost elder recalled the past and continued: "The magician's name is Revos. He came here and told us that the four lords gave him this area in the middle of the four lords' territory. He did not Allow us to stay in his territory."

"But, among us, there were originally three little girls, just like the pastor. When he saw them, he suddenly changed his mind and said that as long as these three girls were given to him, he would allow us to stay here. ."

"We naturally disagreed, but unexpectedly, two villains appeared among us. They secretly gave the three girls to the magician in exchange for the right to stay here."

"When we knew about it, we executed the two men. Afterwards, we asked the magician for three girls, and the magician hurt the killer and killed us all."

"One, there seems to be some mysterious power here; second, we have a grudge against the magician, so it turns into a ghost. And the two traitors also turned into ghosts, but they still became the magician's stray dogs until death !"

Moline said to the ghost elder: "Then do you know that Duskwood becomes a dark world, is that the magician?"

The ghost elder said with regret: "It should be the magician's actions. It was more than three years ago that the magician became a special adviser to the five lords by various means. Since then, Brezer Germany, these five The territory becomes darker."

"That's all," Morin said finally. "How can you rest your soul?"

The ghost elder looked at Varian and said: "We always know that the king is a fair and upright person, and I think his children are also like this, so I hope to get the prince's assurance."

Varian stepped forward and said solemnly: "What guarantee do you ask me to make, despite it."

The ghost elder said: "I want you to promise: revenge for us and rescue the three girls."

Varian pulled out his sword and said, "I swear in the name of my father: I will avenge you and rescue the three girls. If I can't keep my promise, my soul will fall into hell!"

The ghost elder issued a gentle smile and said, "Thank you, His Royal Highness. Thank you also, lovely pastor."

All the ghosts bowed to the three men, and then turned into golden lights and shot into the sky.

Varian looked at this scene and said to Morin: "Actually, the person they should be most grateful for is you, because it is you who can finally help them fulfill their wish."