Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Archmage

Its name is Ekirsund, and it used to be the longest-lived dragon eagle to soar in the north, and it is also the most powerful. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Unlike its compatriots, who only hunt chocobos, it has a more extensive diet...... It hunts almost all living beings in the heavens and on earth, even his compatriots. When devouring another dragon eagle with its own mouth, it could feel that it could absorb powerful soul power.

By chance, after coming into contact with powerful hurricanes and lightning, after struggling, he has mastered the power of hurricanes and lightning ever since!

Then it died, at the end of its life, in this forest.

But its soul did not pass away, but quietly guarded its graveyard.

Until a group of trolls arrived, it didn't expect this inferior creature to feel its presence and worship it.

The trolls searched for sacrifices and sacrificed their souls to themselves, and they felt their power grow little by little until they were completely summoned by the trolls!

A group of strange creatures appeared, creatures it had never seen before, and they actually killed all the trolls in front of them.

Furious, it decided to teach the strange creatures a lesson.

I didn't expect it to lose...... Its soul was scattered again......

Then it saw a dagger, and it could feel the antiquity of this dagger, because it had a strong aura of the Dark Empire Age.

Then a woman appeared in front of it, the familiar smell ......

"Are you ......" Ekilsson asked softly, "you are the true god...... Right? ”

The woman smiled contemptuously, and then opened her bloody mouth, feeling only her soul being devoured little by little......

"It's my honor to be devoured by the true gods...... this was Ekilsson's last touch!

……

This accident was a small blow to the entire team.

Sean was fine, but his magic was exhausted; Both Lotherma and Haduron had minor injuries, and although they were not serious and had been treated lightly by Jon, it was best to rest for a day or two.

After leaving the bloody troll camp, the team set up a tent in an open forest.

Night had fallen, and a stern voice rang out.

"Where are you going?"

It was Caponia, Jon could feel it, the woman staring at her.

"Pee!" He said lightly, "Do you want to go with you?" ”

Caponia didn't speak, but stood there as Jon walked alone into the woods.

"How's it going, Saratas?" Out of sight of the others, Jon asked softly.

"Devoured a weak soul, I feel like I've regained some strength!" Saratas said lightly, "Do you need me to help you escape?" ”

"No need!" Jon waved his hand, "Follow them, they can just help me hide my identity...... But if you get into trouble in the future, just remember to help me! ”

Jon watched as he walked into the tent before Caponia left.

She and Sylvanas live in a tent as two women on the team.

"How's Shane?" Sylvanas asked softly.

"He's recovering okay, he's just a simple mana failure!" Kabonia replied, "But I always had a feeling that there was something wrong with the priest named Kane Sunrage? ”

"Oh?"

"I have a feeling that there is a great power hidden in him, but I can't confirm ......," Caponia said again.

Sylvanas pondered for a moment before he spoke: "If something is wrong, control him immediately, don't leave your hands behind!" ”

Caponia nodded.

In another tent nearby, Haduron and Lotherma lived, both bandaged.

"Lotherma, do you think we're treasonous?" Hadurun said with some weakness that this injury hit him a little hard.

"Treason is treason!" Lotherma sighed: "Even if we are caught, it is good not to admit it, with our identity, the alliance will definitely contact Quel'Salas and make a judgment......"

"What's more, Darra, we may not be able to get that thing out of here!"

……

In Dalaran's sewer lab, Kael'thas was carefully sitting experimenting.

As an experienced mage, he had learned a lot about the use of psychic spells...... Around him, the corpses of a group of mice were scattered around.

The door to the hut was opened.

Kael'thas didn't look back, because he had already set up a defensive spell, and only one person could get in.

Gianna's voice came from behind her: "Your Highness......"

"Are you back so soon, Miss Proudmoore!" Kael'thas looked back and was suddenly stunned: "You ......"

Gianna Prodmoore's hair has turned back to blonde.

"How could it be ......" Kael'thas didn't believe his eyes. He told Gianna to go back and get some rest, absorbing the vast amount of arcane energy in her body...... I didn't expect it to be only three days...... Her hair has returned, which means......

"You've solved the problem of the arcane being out of control?" Kael'thas asked.

Gianna nodded, and she raised her right hand, a wave of arcane energy condensed in her hand.

Kael'thas gasped: "Archmage......"

"Your Highness...... What did you say? Gianna asked in surprise.

"That's right, Miss Proudmoore, you're already an advanced archmage!" Kael'thas affirmed.

Becoming an archmage is the dream of every Dalaran wizard's apprentice, even Gianna...... This title is the embodiment of great magical power and a supreme honor...... Gianna never thought that she would break through the archmage so easily......

"You can condense such a strong arcane energy so easily, you can definitely pass the evaluation of the archmage, congratulations, Miss Proudmore!" Kael'thas sighed.

Talent, Gianna's talent surprised him immensely, maybe she was the youngest member of Kenrito's Archmage ever!

Gianna now almost understood the power she had.

"His Highness Kael'thas ......" she asked softly, "Can you keep this news a secret, and don't tell my teacher yet?" ”

"Why? If Speaker Antonidas hears this, he will be very happy! Kael'thas asked, surprised.

"This ...... This one...... I wanted to surprise him a little......"