The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"This power restrains your magic!" Les' voice seemed to come from an extremely distant abyss, and his laughter contained morbid madness. "Witness the power of the Tirisfal Council!"

Aegwynn pursed her mouth, the fel restrained the arcane arts, she looked at the apocalypse, a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes, but her anger became more vigorous. She was thinking, thinking about how to fight the enemy. The intersection of energy was gradually pushed in the direction of the guardian, getting closer and faster. Suddenly, Aegwynn resisted the power of the magic sword with one hand, and quickly made a new complex gesture with the other hand. Then, she waved her hand vigorously and made a cutting action.

An invisible force passed through Les's body. It seemed that I didn't expect that Aegwynn could attack with another spell while maintaining a spell. This was not the magic taught by Dalaran. Maybe it was the guardian's tricks, or it was simply because the guardian's power was too strong. Les' laughter stopped abruptly, and the power of arcane instantly defeated the fel energy of the magic sword, and Les was knocked out again. Apocalypse took off his hands and flew into the air, spinning a few times and then falling to the ground, his sword pierced into the soil. The land that was stabbed turned into rotten black immediately.

Aegwynn seemed to be dissatisfied with the wind and sand around her, and she waved her hand, and the dust was blown away immediately. In the distance, Les slowly got up, his hands propped on the ground, staring blankly at the hands covered with blood and mud, his eyes filled with confusion and confusion. Aegwynn no longer focused on Les, but went straight to the apocalypse stuck in the ground.

The guardian's emerald green eyes looked at the magic sword in front of him, his brows tightened, and the disgust in his eyes seemed to see the most disgusting thing in the world. Taking a deep breath, she raised her hands and aimed at the blade. The two purest energies burst out from the palm of the hand, and the moment the laser touched the blade, the surrounding suddenly dimmed. A looming wailing sound echoed in the ruins of the former village, like a magic sword screaming under the attack of the guardian.

Aegwynn wants to destroy the apocalypse.

But there is no doubt that she must have failed, otherwise the Apocalypse will not appear in the Twilight Forest later.

As Aegwynn destroyed the magic sword, Les, who fell on the other side, also let out a scream. His eyes rolled frantically in his sockets.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"

He looked at everything in front of him in horror, his bloodshot eyeballs seemed to burst in the next moment. Les got up awkwardly, and staggered to the forest outside the village. Aegwynn did not pay attention to him, she still focused on the apocalypse. The magic sword did not move in the face of such a powerful energy. Seeing Les's escape from the back, Zelin glanced at the guardian who was trying to destroy the apocalypse for the last time, and hurriedly chased after him.

The distant scenery gradually became distorted and blurred.

The illusion of time and space fragments gradually became unstable. Les's figure is getting farther and farther away, it seems that Zelin can't catch him no matter what method he uses. The sky began to shatter, and the roof of Yamily's room was exposed in the cracks. He wanted to see the past of the black knight, but the legend of the black knight never mentioned the guardian Aegwynn and a mage named Les Shaar. Could it be that he used too much space in his notes to describe the suspicion of Apocalypse, so that the illusion caused him to see the past of Apocalypse instead of the history of the Black Knight?

The illusion gradually distorted and stretched.

Les ran too hurriedly and tripped to the ground by a tree branch. He threw forward and fell to the ground. A necklace fell from his neck. The surrounding scenery gradually faded and turned into arcane bubbles that enveloped him again. In the last scene, he saw Les grabbing the necklace with a pocket watch that could be opened on the necklace. There was a portrait in the pocket watch. He couldn't see what was on the portrait, but he could hear Les's words clearly through listening skills.

"Eredin... my son, what did I do..."

Postpone the update of leave 8.1

I accidentally caught a cold yesterday, and I took another day in the car today, and then I basically ran out of manuscripts outside these two days, so today’s update was postponed to eight o’clock. I'm really sorry, but I always feel like asking for leave is a bit frequent recently... Avoid this situation as much as possible in the future.

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Chapter 2061: The Magical Book

Zelin felt something squeezing his stomach.

The revelation that Eredin received in the illusion is indeed correct, and the apocalypse belongs to his legacy in a sense. His father was the master of Apocalypse until he was defeated by Guardian Aegwynn. Aegwynn wanted to destroy the sword, but apparently she failed, and the sword remained in Azeroth. How does Aegwynn deal with the apocalypse? How did Apocalypse fall into Eredin's hands? The answer seems to be coming to the surface soon. He had this feeling before the phantom appeared. But now, he feels stronger.

Take a sip of cold water to calm down the tumbling stomach. Zelin sighed heavily. This feels really bad. If there were other ways to figure out what had happened in the past, he would never walk into the magic circle that summoned time and space fragments again. Originally thought it might be no different from a portal, but the portal is just a moment, and he has to endure more than ten minutes of dizziness in the illusion, and he has to concentrate on observing the surrounding environment and listening to the sound.

It seemed to be locked in the bottle and swayed a few times and then threw the bottle towards the hillside and finally rolled all the way down the slope.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm sorry, please forgive me, in the name of Nikko! I will work hard to fix the magic circle to ensure that you won't encounter such problems again. I'm sorry!"

Zelin didn't want to speak, he waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing.

Although it was not the scene Zelin wanted to see, it was not without gain. Guardian Aegwynn and Les Shaar knew about the Apocalypse. If Les is the father of the Black Knight, then maybe Zelin can start in another direction. Maybe there are any clues in Les' legacy. Eredin left very little news. He was a lesser-known businessman. In fact, if it weren't for the legend of the Black Knight, his name would never have been passed down to this day. Kleis Shar is different. He is a member of the Tirisfal Council and was once appointed to hunt down Aegwynn. In any case, his deeds will not be obliterated.

"Don't be nervous, go eat something, take a break, I'm going to Dalaran today." Although Kalley can't directly send a helper, it may not be so difficult to help find a record file. "Make some preparations and we will continue tomorrow morning."

"Please rest assured, I will definitely be fully prepared." Yamily bends down deeply.

After Zelin left, Yamily stood up straight and sighed softly. In any case, she seemed to have passed this test.

But you can't let it go. She patted her cheek. More improvements are needed. If her mentor and classmates knew that they were working for the Kirin Tor and were successful, they would be surprised.

Yamily climbed onto the bed, looking for the book she needed next in a pile of books. Finally, she put her finger on a book with a dark green cover, with the title of the book written in gold: "Deep Level: Accurate Summoning". Yamily looked at the book and tried to remember it in her mind. She suddenly realized that she didn't remember when she got the book.

Maybe it was when Dalaran was borrowing it? At that time, in a hurry, she picked up several books of the same type in the summoning spell area. It certainly couldn't be in the hotel. At that time, her tutor only left a textbook, which recorded how to use fireball, which was the most basic textbook.

"Summon accurately..."

Although he successfully summoned the illusion of time and space fragments this time, according to the employer, this did not seem to be part of what he wanted to see. Although Yamily thinks it may be the problem with the notes provided by the employer, she can never claim that she has no problems. All this is the employer's fault. If you think about it in your head, you will know that this is tantamount to driving yourself away, not to mention that she is just an apprentice.

"Is there a part of summoning illusions? Hmm...who wrote this book?"

Yamily opened the title page of the book, and then opened the first page of the book, with only the title on it. Every master who publishes a book will never forget to write the author's name on the book, sometimes even twice. This is their hard work, and it also represents whether they can remember their names when they learn from the apprentices of the mage in the future. Every mage hopes to leave a footprint in the history of magic, just as every mage usually chooses to write a book when he lives to the hundredth year to record his life experience. Magic will make a person live longer. Ordinary human wizards can live to more than two hundred years old, giving them more insight and experience than ordinary humans.

When she turned to the catalog, Yamily raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. The content in the book is beyond her imagination. Most of it describes how to summon what she wants more precisely, including the phantom structure, which mainly introduces the application of the Ignok rune and Drager rune. Seeing this, the surprise in Yamily's eyes couldn't help but fade away. According to her self-study knowledge on Sunshine Island, the main rune used for summoning spells is Talal, which represents arcane magic. It can release a large amount of arcane energy and stabilize the ritual field, followed by the Psyche rune. Set boundaries as an inert rune to prevent arcane energy from exceeding its controllable range.

She can understand Drager runes, which can absorb energy, with fel energy being the most important, followed by arcane and undead, and sometimes she also uses Drager runes to prevent the magic from violent. But why use Ignok rune? Yamily has seen this rune in the book, and other books don't describe this rune much, but they all mention the danger of this rune. It is believed that the Ignok rune is one of the many symbols of the Void God. The use of this rune may sometimes attract the attention of the void creatures. Generally speaking, a small amount of use will not cause any impact, but when you need to rely on the void magic At the time, Ignok was the most reliable rune. Only when the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, the caster will choose the Void Rune as the medium.

"Shur and Talal... won't these two runes conflict with each other? How can they be used in the same ritual?"

Yamily frowned. She somewhat suspected that the book was not signed because the author was not good at learning. Even a low-level apprentice like her understands that putting conflicting runes in the same ritual field will only cause magic failure or even explosion.

When turning to the next page, Yamily's eyes lit up.

The book proposed a theory she had never seen before. Summoning illusions, especially time-space fragments, illusions tend to fail mostly because in a normal world, time flow and space are fixed, and fragments from other timelines are difficult to pass through this barrier. But if there is a magical conflict that creates a small gap in the barrier, the caster can use the prepared magic to summon the required fragment illusions like fishing fish in a water tank with a fishing net.

Karazhan's space itself is very unstable. Maybe she can do the things described in the book without much magic.

Yamily was lying on the bed with her elbows supporting her body. She checked the knowledge in the book with the help of candlelight, and her white and thin calves swayed subconsciously behind her. There are a lot of ideas in the book that seem to be very novel but very reasonable. After she read the whole chapter, she recovered, and when she yawned and stretched her waist, the night was already thick outside the window. The candle on the table was only half a finger high, and the tears of the candle stuck to the table, like a frozen cone of ice.

Yamily walked to the window and opened the window. The cold night breeze poured into the room, dispelling the dullness in the room.

The oil lamp illuminates the streets of Karazhan, and the cold moonlight is reflected in the water pool beside the town in the distance. Yamily rubbed the stiff back of her neck while thinking about the new knowledge she learned today. If she can do it in the way in the book, maybe she can get twice the result with half the effort, and the next time she can accurately summon the illusion that the employer needs? If she succeeds this time, she can fully prove her strength and spread her reputation. The most important thing for any mage is knowledge and fame. Usually, when an apprentice just graduates, there are only three ways to gain fame: a letter of recommendation from a strong tutor, a noble family background, and amazing deeds. The first two are very important, but it is a pity that they both missed Yamily. She can only think of a solution on the third party.

After making up her mind, Yamily took the plush coat from the hanger and put it on her body, covering the thin gauze skirt. Pack the books on the bed and stack them by the pillow for easy extraction. After doing all this, she picked up the "Deep Level: Accurate Summoning", put it under her armpit, and walked out of the room. The method in the book is very new to her, but before implementing it, she has to test it by herself to make sure that the magic ritual field made according to the steps recorded in it will not have any flaws, otherwise she dare not wait until tomorrow, she What will happen if the prepared ceremonial venue makes a mistake when it is launched?

Probably it will be thrown out directly. Then she can only go to Dalaran and find a bench in a remote park to sleep. When the guards appear, they can pretend to be tourists, so as not to be driven out of the city and lose the opportunity to study and study.

Yamily was thinking about the preparations for the next experiment in her mind. The water pool on the edge of the town is a good place, quiet and away from the crowds, even if the experiment fails, it will not accidentally injure other people. While thinking, she opened the door of the hotel.

Bang--

Suddenly, the soreness on the tip of her nose made her tears flow. She covered her nose and backed up a few steps. As a result, her heel touched a raised plank, and she fell back on the floor with a bang.

The innkeeper poked his head from behind the counter and glanced at the situation.

"Miss, your book has dropped."

As a reminder, he retracted his head again and continued to wipe the silver cup in his hand.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Olegar trot over and held Yamily's arm. "Sorry, I didn't notice it just now... I'm sorry!"

"In the name of Nikko, don't you open your eyes when you walk?" Yamily rubbed the tip of her nose, shook off the other's arm impatiently, and picked up the book that fell beside her. She slammed into Oregaard's breastplate, and the draenei was taller than the blood elves. "Be careful, draenei."

"Holy Light, are you injured? Wait a minute, I can use the Holy Light to heal you." Olegar was a little at a loss. "You will be fine, Naaru's blessing can heal anyone. I am..."

"Olega, are you in trouble again?" Xisali came down the stairs with a gray mouse on her shoulder. "What happened?"

"No, when I opened the door just now, she bumped into me, she... er, what about people?" Oleja just looked at Xisally, and when she turned her head, she found that she was next to her. The blood elves had already left, leaving only the inn door open to the outside, slowly closing under the action of the night wind.

"She looks very angry. Moon God, you can't be blamed for this." Xisali stretched out her finger and teased the gray mouse on her shoulder. "I ordered a chain mail for you. It is said to be able to withstand low-level shadow magic. Come up and try it, I think it will fit."