Recognize the world, explore the world, study the world, gain knowledge of the world, and then change reality.

This is called a scientist on Earth.

Recognize the arcane, explore the arcane, study the arcane, gain knowledge of the arcane, and then change reality.

This is called a mage in Azeroth.

In a sense.

The mage is actually the scientist of the world of Azeroth, and the arcane power, which has a regular ability to find and can be used, is the science of the bubble of the plane of Azeroth.

Inside the game.

As scientists in this world, mages embody their power like turrets, and this kind of ice arrows, fireballs, and arcane flying eggs are sprayed indiscriminately, not at all like scientists. It's hard to imagine scientists on Earth being run around with quantum mechanics, physics, and chemistry all day long.

Mages should be wise.

Their way of fighting should be full of wisdom. Instead of you giving me a fireball spell, I blocked it with an ice barrier; Then I'll give you an Olympiad missile, which you can counteract with a magic shield.

As a troll and traverser, Tonatiu has never seen a mage fight. At most, he's seen some CGs made by Blizzard, seen Khadgar blow up the dam, Gianna used ice to pave bridges, or the use of some teleportation spells.

He originally thought.

The battle between the mages in Azeroth in reality is the same as in the game, where two mages face each other against each other, and then use various spells to counteract each other's spells, such as using flashes to counteract freezing or something.

Today, however.

As he dealt with two flaming invaders, he learned what a true mage battle is.

Egwen vs Modra.

These two mages are very powerful mages, and Egwene will not talk about it, even the clone of Sargeras can be destroyed. Although Modra is young, she will be the oldest member of the Kenrito Council in the future, and it is impossible not to be powerful.

Their battles.

Tonatiu was dazzled and shouted that this is the mage, and the CG and the game are all lies!

The only regret is that he doesn't understand human language and doesn't know why they fight.

……

The view of two mages in battle.

Tonatiu was chased by the flaming invaders, and the two mages only glanced at each of them and stopped paying attention, as long as he didn't come this way.

Modra was the first to attack, using her magic to turn Egwen's feet into a swamp and attacking her with the power of fire.

Such a combination of spells did nothing to help the former Guardian who was probably more experienced in combat than the Guardian Dragon, a flickering spell, and Egwene dodged the attack.

"Kids. You hear it, right? It's very ominous, listen to me, don't cling to it anymore. Egwene stood in the distance and persuaded again.

"Nope." Modra smiled reluctantly, her expression a little unnatural, "I didn't!" Ma'am, I just want you to give it back to me! ”

Egwene shook his head, then threw a fireball at Modra, who was very vigilant, and easily pushed them away with the enchantment on his wand and threw them to the ground.

The Guardian's fireball spell is incredibly powerful, and these rocks, which are very resistant to fire, have become charred.

But I didn't run into Modra at all. However, at this moment, the air burned, and Modra felt a little lack of oxygen for a moment.

Egwen looked at Modra with the teacher's questioning expression, and with a slight wave of her hand, the next wave of attacks arrived.

Modra's zenith was torn out of huge stones, which were set on fire and thrown towards where Modra stood.

Raising the staff above her head, Modra unleashed a wave of force that unleashed a flickering semicircular shield that flickered against the falling meteorites, shattering them into ashes, with only a few large fragments crashing into the ground.

The translucent shield shielded Modra from harm, but it reverberated with vibrations that pierced through Modra's body in pain.

The pressure of the shock was so strong that even if the magic barrier shield was opened, Modra was knocked to one knee in a hurry, and the rocks around Modra cracked from the tremor, like a shattered mirror.

But Modra was not hurt at all, and completely resisted Egwene's attack.

"You'll have to do better than that to repel me, ma'am! I've suffered losses many times and I won't be fooled again! Modra said.

Egwen's face was expressionless, this time she didn't even wave her staff, and with a wave of her slender white and delicate palm, an extremely thin beam of iridescent flame light emitted from her palm, slicing towards Modra.

It's too fast.

The only thing Modra could do was dodge and avoid touching the scythe-like beam.

Wherever Egwene's beam passed, the stone was as clean as a knife cutting cream.

If you cut to your own body.

It must be cut in two, and it may not even work with a magic shield.

The lady was serious.

Modra thought to herself.

She knew that although she looked a little stronger than Egwene who had lost the power of the Guardian, in fact, if Egwene really wanted to kill herself, she might have been dead for two or three days.

But.

She wanted it.

It was so magical, it made Modra feel that as long as she got it, she would probably be able to follow her own legendary path, her path as a mage.

Modra was unwilling to give up.

Stretching out her mana, Modra found the ground nearby, slicing them apart with invisible threads and stepping into the power of the flames.

This spell was amazing, cutting the ground and planting timed flames, and the mana required so much that the knuckles of Modra's grip on the staff began to turn white.

Egwene observed that the ground of the entire nearby battlefield was beginning to crack, so he moved and destroyed the ground in advance, and the rock beneath Modra's feet stopped and suddenly became a hollow cave.

"Hey!"

The genius girl mage snorted lightly, and subconsciously used the spell she had prepared, and at the same time used the flash technique. One second Modra was still standing in the place where it had collapsed into a cave, and the next second, Modra appeared more than ten meters away, where she had a solid foothold.

Despite the short distance, this time the teleportation was unexpectedly painful. Modra understands that this phenomenon can only occur when traveling through the kind of space that has been blocked, or the space that has been banned.

Modra felt as if she had been torn into a thousand pieces, then stitched together piece by piece with searing silk threads. It's hard to determine which one is more painful.

She knew that it was the Lady who used this type of spell to prohibit the dimension, and she also knew where the huge amount of mana needed to use this type of magic came from, because Egwene had already taken out Elunis, the legendary Guardian artifact with endless mana.

It's too much of a bully!

Modra thought.

But she would never give up and continued to prepare spells, her magic flowing into the ground.

Elunis aimed at her, and she had to prepare the spell as she unleashed the flicker spell again. Of course, I will once again experience the pain of using teleportation spells after the space is banned.

One by one, Egwene destroys Jadra's new foothold, and Jaudra keeps moving, preparing her spells. The somewhat dance-like battle lasted for a short while, with each teleportation slowing Jaura's reactions. Modra could feel the battle begin to wear down her fragile body.

She could have defeated me in one go, or she could have blocked the space and restricted me from using flickering. You can even counter my magic, but instead of doing so, it will make me feel miserable and make me give up!

It's disgusting!

Jamphra, whose mentality was gradually unbalanced, bit her silver teeth and smashed her staff to the ground, and the lightning burst out during the impact.

In an instant, arcs of lightning shot across the battlefield. Everywhere the lightning hit, the rocks burst and the rock fragments scattered.

With the force of a powerful concussion, the lightning stabbed straight towards Egwen. But it didn't hit her.

Egwene stretched out his arm, and lightning froze in the air.

Finally not having to be forced to use flashes in the forbidden space continuously, Modra did not stop because of this, she continued to invoke the wind elemental, enslaving the power of the wind.

The storm grew fiercer and fiercer where they were, and thunder and lightning hung like ornaments in front of Egwene until she could no longer stop them.

The electricity pierced her, knocking her to the ground, sparks and white light exploding around her.

Egwene vanished.

Unsure of her intentions, Modra ignited the storm and unleashed the spell she had been preparing for so long.

The storm enslaved by the power of the mage transformed from thunder and lightning into a raging hellfire that filled the entire battlefield in an instant, and the power of the flames she had just prepared to bury produced an incomparably huge effect through the extremely abundant fire elemental of the Fire Feather Mountains, as if the scope of the hellish flames was so large that even Tonatiu, who was fighting with the two flame invaders.

If it weren't for the Demon's Immunity, the aftermath of the battle between the two human archmages would have been enough to make him suffer.

"System! I want to be a mage! Mage, Mage! ”

Tonatiu slashed at the two flame invaders as he walked through the flames, and at the same time watched the cool fighting methods of the two archmages with blushing eyes.

The system didn't react at all.

He had no choice but to continue chopping stones while watching the cool battles between mages.

The boundless flames enveloped the surrounding area of a few hundred meters, and the burning became more and more intense, and Modra's white forehead was already covered with fragrant sweat, and it was obviously very difficult for her to maintain such a wide range of attacks.

But then again.

A 19-year-old human genius mage can actually do this. If those high elves saw it, they would definitely be envious, jealous and hateful.

Although Quel'Thalas was Dalaran's teacher, the human arcane was learned from the elves. However, human beings are descendants of Titans, and Titans are the highest embodiment of the arcane power on the side of the order, so it can be said that human bodies are born for arcane arts.

A human archmage who has lived for twenty or thirty years is not false at all when he fights against an elf who has lived for two thousand years, and he may even beat each other.

That's right.

It's Gianna and Cuong!

The camera returns to the battlefield.

The boundless flames burned violently, and when Egwene flashed back, she was immediately consumed by the flames.

Modra heard her scream as she was burned by the flames, and as she approached, the rubble beneath her feet coalesced to form a rock full of cracks, and the rock floated with her.

Modra used her spell to stabilize the rock to stop it from falling, and raised her staff against Egwene's twisted figure.

Modra stood in front of Egwen, and the rock felt solid; Thankfully, it was able to support Modra's weight.

"Ma'am, how is my spell?! Even Master Antonidas was amazed, saying that I was very talented in flames! ”

Modra hurled her staff at Egwene, smashing her flesh and blood only to see her body dissipate.

Mirror image?!

Modra, who had been a little complacent just a moment ago, suddenly stood on end, and she turned around in time to see Egwene appear behind her.

Modra opened her mouth to cast a spell, whatever it was, but an explosion shook Modra's vision.

Mages are the simplest and often the first type of spell they learn: Magic Missile.

The rudimentary battle spells taught by Dalaran caused Modra to lose control of her spells, and the boundless flames were extinguished in an instant, revealing the burned and collapsed, forming a huge hollow black pit.

Modra also lost her grip on the rocks floating beneath her feet.

The rock she had pinched up with her arcane soul shattered with a loud noise, and everything fell. Modra kept falling, into a massive crater, until it hit the scorching rock floor.

Jaudra lay there, her body feeling like she was about to dissipate, surrounded by the smell of fire and dust.

Egwene floated from a high place and stood beside Modra.