Rise of the blood elves

Scott's death cast a shadow on everyone's mind.

A little girl who admired this genius mage and regarded him as her idol sobbed softly, and most of the other viewers also sighed deeply.

Scott recklessly violated the ban on arcane magic and was not allowed to continuously cast space magic for a short period of time.

I really don’t know whether to classify this behavior into the category of someone who dares to break the rules and create new rivers, or whether he should be described as a fool who recklessly tried taboo spells and ultimately ended up killing himself.

All in all, no matter how great Scott's homemade magic was, people never got to see it.

Wells and his men tried their best to contain the scraps of meat and left with a heavy look on their face.After the field was cleared, the stewards announced the start of the second game.

In a heavy atmosphere, Elisande walked into the venue together with the arrogant mage from Elrethalas.

After the start signal was sent, Tharod said to little Elisande with disdain:

"Come on, I'll give you three spells. If I take half a step back, I lose."

Elisande rubbed her fingers nervously, "Really"

"Hurry up, I don't have much patience."

Sarode urged impatiently and noticed the blood stains on the ground that he had stepped on. He immediately took two steps to the side in disgust, raised his feet and rubbed his suede boots that were not stained with anything at all. , and then looked at the Moon Guardian candidate Mourning, who was waiting for the competition outside the court, and the mysterious southern female mage.

In his opinion, these two people are the real enemies.As for the little girl in front of me

just forget it.

Elisande puffed her mouth, ignored the other party's rudeness, lowered her head and began to weave spells. She learned from Angmar, the most impressive one, and the best at using it.

A small flame quickly formed between her slender fingers.

"Let me use three spells first, are you serious?" She asked playfully, holding the fireball.

Sarode frowned, raising his eyelids every time, and said impatiently:

"As long as I take half a step back from your attack, I lose. But if you fail to make me take a step back, then you'd better admit defeat. I don't want to bully a little girl."

Elisande nodded seriously.

"Then I'm going to attack you."

"Hurry up." Sarold urged again, snapping his fingers casually and summoning a barrier in front of him.

Elisande gently pushed the fireball out, and the small fire ball slowly passed through the air, leaving a fiery red trail that lightly touched Sarold's shield.

boom

The loud noise shook the sky, and all the spectators in the aristocratic auditorium, the civilian auditorium, and the seven boxes, who were still immersed in the shadow of the death of a contestant, were all awakened, and looked at the faces covered by the thick smoke in shock. Shrouded playing field.

After the smoke cleared, Sarode, who was unconscious and covered in charred black, slowly slid down the invisible barrier close to the edge of the field.

Elisande stood tall at the other end.

The audience was all stunned.

what happened

what happened

Noticing that the doctor who had just left the field had once again rushed into the venue to save people, the referee's mouth was a little dry. He couldn't help but look at Elisande twice and hesitated:

"Yes, the winner is Elisande."

In the third box, Padrich handed the gloves to Angmar with a pained look on his face.

Angmar took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, "The enchantment on the black dragon skin and magic thread seems to be some kind of powerful enhancement spell that can increase the power of evocation spells. Well, thank you, Master Padrich." ."

Padrich lamented silently, this is his favorite masterpiece.

This pair of gloves is like his lover, who has always taken good care of him. He puts them in the magic crystal cabinet for fear of being stolen, and wears them on his hands for fear of getting worn out.

These are dragon skin gloves, dragon skin

It's not a beast like the Archosaur, it's a real giant dragon. For this reason, he was chased by several black dragons. After he was safe, he spent ten years thinking about which kind of magic should be used to exert the magic power of the black dragon skin itself. It took another 20 years to deepen and enhance the spells and strengthen the enchanting effects. Even a novice apprentice wearing these gloves can cast evocation spells as powerful as an epic mage.

结果

Just output it like this

No, absolutely not, I have to win back my capital.

Padrich gritted his teeth, took off the ring from his left hand and placed it on the table, "Master Angmar, do you still want to bet? This is an enchanted ring that can activate a defensive barrier on its own after the owner is attacked."

Angmar's eyes lit up and he thought to himself, oh, is it still matching?

Now, little Elisande has two good enchanted items, one for offense and one for defense, which is just right.

"Bet, of course."

As he spoke, Angmar estimated the value of the ring, took out a golden crystal from his arms, and added it to the "bet" on the table.

"That girl just defeated Sarode, did I read that right?"

Until Mourning and the mysterious female mage from the south came on stage for the third game, the audience was still in shock.Because Sarode lost too quickly, the favorite to win the championship was carried off before they could wake up.

As a result, a more exciting game is yet to come.

The female mage named Aluriel is actually a rare magic swordsman

If we only explain it from the most superficial level, the magic swordsman is a user of magic and swordsmanship.But the truth is not that simple. It extremely tests one's talent.

You know, people tend to choose the skills they are better at fighting in battles. Many mages from noble backgrounds have more or less swordsmanship, but even if they have honed their swordsmanship to a high level, they will never be able to do it. The mage wields a sword simultaneously in combat.Because it will only distract oneself, resulting in poor use of the sword and poor use of magic.

In fact, the two are more than just two. Swordsmanship also requires a variety of conditions including but not limited to physical strength, agility, and actual combat experience as a basis to perfectly integrate the two. In the battle, the two will not hinder each other. And each of them can exert 100% of their power, which requires more than just time and a lot of training.

No magic swordsman is mediocre. Their magic is not weaker than that of mages of the same level, and their swordsmanship is not weaker than that of sword masters of the same level.With the combination of the two, it is difficult to find an opponent among existences of the same level, and it can be said to be extremely powerful.

The audience watched helplessly. Aluriel held up a magic shield with one hand and counterattacked with several instant spells from time to time. He held a double-headed curved sword in one hand and was able to dexterously survive the meteorite rain summoned by the quasi-moon guard. He walked slowly across the ground, approaching Mourning who was unable to retreat, splitting his protective barrier with a sword, and put the sword on his neck.

"I surrender." The prospective moon guard swallowed and raised his hand to signal to the referee.

There was an uproar.

Angmar remembered.

Oruriel

She is the most powerful female demon swordsman among the children of the night in later generations.She is loyal to Elisande, a female demon who is proficient in evocation magic and guards the Royal Library of Suramar City.

Noticing that Angmar had been looking at Aluriel in the competition venue, Ferguson suddenly realized something, so he looked at it twice more, and found that Aluriel's heroic appearance was indeed good, so he asked softly: "An Master Gema is very interested in her."

Angmar stared closely at Aluriel's handsome action of sheathing his sword, but did not understand the meaning of Ferguson's words. He nodded and replied: "Of course, this magic swordsman's wonderful game is really eye-opening."

Oh, I understood. Ferguson suddenly remembered it in his heart.

"I understand."

"Um"

Angmar was puzzled and wanted to ask a question, but he heard the tournament administrator read out the next schedule.

The three winners of Horn, Elisande, and Oruriel were promoted to the winner's group, while the dead Scott, Mourning, and Tharod entered the loser's group for the next games respectively.

According to the draw results, Elisande in the winner's group and Mourning in the loser's group were lucky enough to get a bye and will face the winner of Horn and Oruriel, as well as Scott and Tharod respectively. The winner, Scott, is dead, and Mourning will directly face off against Sarode to decide who will advance to the finals.

As soon as the results were read out, a doctor came over and said a few words in the ear of the tournament manager, which made his expression become very exciting.

He organized his language and explained it to the audience apologetically.

It turned out that Horn was stimulated by Scott's death and chose to withdraw from the competition.

As for Sarold, who came from a prominent family in Elrethalas and came here with great ambitions, but was bombarded by Elisande's "little fireball", it seemed that he would not be able to wake up this month, so he had to be disqualified from the competition.

In this way, Mourning, who was in the loser group, inexplicably locked up his spot in the finals and entered the finals directly.

And little Elisande, who was lucky enough to get a bye, will also face Oruriel. The winner of the two will compete with Mourning, the quasi-moon guard, for the final championship.

The audience was once again stunned. No one could have imagined that there would be so many dramatic accidents in this year's magic duel event.

First, a genius student was killed, the defending champion died due to a reckless self-created spell, and a rare magic swordsman in the empire competed until the end, and this was the result.

It's amazing.

Angmar saw that the match managers and the referees quickly discussed a few words, and asked Elisande and Aluriel some questions respectively. After confirming that the two did not need to rest, he announced to the audience that the match would continue. conduct.

When the two came on stage, they were in the third box.

Padrich slapped the ring on the table, "I bet Aluriel will win."