This special spell energy, called arcane, is not elemental magic energy. Unlike the elemental magical energy of Frost and Fire, Arcane Energy is not accustomed to being easily mobilized by the caster.

Mages can enslave the Frost and Fire elementals, and they can control these elemental energies to their heart's content. But not for the arcane, what the mage has to do is mobilize them and guide them. Of course, this is another skill that holds the power of a spell.

After a long time, Rollin came out of his magical perception. The room was peaceful, Mentor Naloras was still there, and he sat peacefully across from Rollin, sleeping on his back on a bench. The posture of the instructor is very unsightly, but fortunately there are no outsiders here.

After removing the fluffy white cloak that hung on the wall and covering the mentor, Rollin cautiously walked out of the tutor's quarters.

He also needs timely sleep, and tomorrow's mission will not allow him to be absent.

The next day was fast in coming, and the Moon Temple was as quiet as usual. The mages and rangers were focused on the job at hand, and none of the elves were aware that the three archmaguses here were preparing to carry out their plans.

Archmage Pericles wielded the art of teleportation, and thousands of years ago, Pericles himself taught magic to human seekers, teaching his own magical knowledge to studious humans.

Of course, the generosity of the Archmage will not be forgotten by the magicians of Dalaran, and an outstanding Archmage Ansrem compiled this theory into the "Transformation", a school specializing in the study of human mages. Of course, there are many kinds of magic studies, such as "illusion", "psychic" and so on.

Unlike a few days ago, Pericles, who had a high degree of teleportation skills, used his teleportation spell to create a suspended map based on the map that Rollin had brought back.

It's hard to imagine how the Archmagister managed to calculate and shape these precise distances and markers in such a short period of time.

According to the plan previously made, Rollin was to be teleported by the Archmage Pericles to the location marked on the sacrificial altar on the map. Let the 'bait' pass as soon as possible, so that Magnus can feel confident and bold to walk out of this place.

Of course, Rollin didn't break into the trolls alone, and at the same time he teleported over, there were also the apparitions of the three archmages. These apparitions also possess considerable magical powers.

Of course, these apparitions are not only there to protect Rollin, but they also serve as Rollin's companions.

"Ready." Pericles said to Rollin.

The calm Rollin closed his eyes and nodded.

The circle engraved at Rollin's feet and above his forehead suddenly appeared, and then disappeared in an instant with a flash of purple light. The divinity of the Archmage Pericles guided Rollin precisely to the altar of sacrifice near Seshuvanu.

The phantoms of the archmages followed closely behind Rollin, who was prostrate halfway up the mountain, and he didn't make the first move. For all around him, the forest was filled with a white mist of sorcery.

The trolls had been prepared, and that was the plan.

Magnus knows the character of the elves, and they have lost here. They won't give up on this, and the elves, who have never been able to tolerate defeat, will surely come back with greater power, so this time, Carlsen has prepared a feast for these stupid magicians.

However, in this head-to-head game, there will be one side who knows nothing about real power!

As a decoy, Rollin didn't stay crawling here all the time, he cautiously released his divinity, using his magic to determine what was hidden behind the fog ahead.

It was undoubtedly the leader Carlson, and the returning magic induction informed Rollin of the answer.

Never wanting to be as calm as he was today, Carlson was standing here as his mentor had said.

The muffled phantoms of the Grand Magus began to move, and they disappeared into the white mist, powerful spells mercilessly slaying the trolls lurking in the white mist.

For a moment, there was a smell of blood in the white mist of witchcraft. Even, with a blood-colored smoke, began to slowly approach Rollin.

The leader here was furious, and he tore through the fog and rushed into the apparitions of these archmages.

With the primordial power of the forest gods, Carlson, as the leader, has the wild to fight these phantoms.

And Rollin, too, slowly felt that a team of trolls was quietly approaching him.

Even these fogs hide these green-skinned monkeys.

Coldly staring at the mist, Rollin turned the spell energy on his body. The arcane light on his chest shone extremely brightly, and a ring of arcane energy burst in between, causing the troll of the book to wail.

Their weapons fell at Rollin's feet, but their bodies had been torn apart by Ao Neng.

"Tear these foolish magicians to shreds, the gods we admire, thirst for their blood." Bloodthirsty and vicious words burst out of Carlson's mouth, and they frantically attacked the apparition of the archmage.

Clearly, they had the upper hand in this battle.

After Carlsen tore the flesh-and-blood apparitions apart, he confidently undone all the fog of sorcery.

"Human mage, you still came here with the best supplies for these sacrifices. If you are smart, you should understand who is the master in this forest! Carlson walked up to Rollin, hunched over and his long fangs aimed at Rollin's eyes.

With fifty troll witch doctors behind Carlsen, he was now fully prepared for this battle.

"The Juggernaut has always belonged to the strong, and he belongs to the powerful and wise magician!" Rollin said confidently.

Carlson was annoyed, didn't this stupid human know what fear and death were? Is this pretentious look really written about a complete loss of hope for survival?

"You will die here, and I will put you through the greatest and most humiliating torment, and let you die a painful death. I'm going to let you know what it costs to deceive me! Carlson said fiercely.

Luo Lin sneered: "Looking at your angry appearance, no wonder, you are so jealous of Yuris's growth." ”

Speaking of the internal strife of the trolls, this is what the mentor once told himself. The Mentor had spied on Yuris's mind, and in Yuris's mind, the biggest threat to his power struggle was Carlson.

"Presumptuous, I'm going to poke you blind right now!"

The powerful left hand gripped Rollin's shoulder tightly, and the long fangs stabbed straight into Rollin's eyes like sharp daggers.

The priest's sealing spell imprisoned Rollin's movements, but Rollin remained unmoved.

Because he felt it, the powerful magical energy around him surged!