The meeting of the Magus had just ended, and a costumed Ranger General walked up the stairs to the Magical Secret Hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Let's go see the eldest sister more, there are not a few days." Sylvanas reminded Rollin.

Rollin kneaded his thumb and middle finger on his temples, and he let out a long sigh of relief and said, "Well, I see." ”

Sylvanas sighed and walked behind Rollin, she pressed down Rollin's fingers, and patiently massaged Rollin's head.

"I'm still worried about Lordaeron's affairs, and today, as the representative of Silvermoon City, I'm going to listen to the supreme resolution of the alliance this time." Sylvanas said with a heavier grip on his hand.

"Let's go together, although they didn't invite us, but it's always stingy to not go to a meeting like this." Rollin said.

The corners of Sylvanas's mouth rose, and she smiled and said, "It's okay to let the Shadow Breaker do these things, and you, the council leader, should not meddle in these intelligence work." ”

"With one more person with you, you won't be lonely, will you?" Rollin said, holding the Ranger General's wrist.

"Poor, you will." The Ranger General said angrily.

On the day of the meeting of the Alliance, the streets of the entire royal city of Lordaeron were placed under martial law. All the commercial streets of the civilians were cleared, and even the movement of civilians was restricted.

Envoys from various countries of the alliance and even city-states arrived one after another, and foreign ministers such as Stormwind, Riptide, and Alterac entered the royal court with their own resolutions and agreements.

The bustling royal city of Lordaeron fell silent on this day, and the normally noisy Lordaeron took on an unprecedented solemn tone.

The atmosphere was slightly gloomy and bleak, and Rollin, dressed in a normal squire attire, followed closely behind Sylvanas.

Jumping off his horse, the Ranger General handed the invitation to the paladin at the entrance of the city gate.

"Welcome, Ranger General, please come here." The paladin instructed an attendant dressed as a maid to take a representative of Quel'Salas to a specific residence.

Skirting the street directly ahead, Sylvanas and Rollin arrived at a towering inn in the Lordaeron settlement.

The room was on the second floor, however, Rollin and Sylvanas were not occupied.

After chatting for a while, Sylvanas looked at Rollin's outfit with nostalgia on her face.

"Anyway, it's been a long time since I've seen you dressed like this. You look like the magic apprentice you used to be. Sylvanas teased Rollin.

Rollin looked at Sylvanas inexplicably, as the arcane circle floating in his hand continued to spread arcane energy outward.

This processed energy attached a special message to the entire Lordaeron King's City, informing and telling the other archmages who had entered Lordaeron's King's City where his current location was.

However, not all archmages need this way to join Rollin, with the exception of Archmage Antonidas of Kenrito.

The venerable archmage received an invitation from the King of Arthas to attend the meeting on behalf of Dalaran. Of course, Dalaran did not have the right to provide a resolution. The current Lordaeron-led Coalition seems to be deliberately excluding these organizations that are full of magical knowledge and elements from joining the Alliance.

After finishing the magic in his hand, Rollin sat down on the stone steps of the inn, leaning lazily against the clean marble walls.

"Isn't that magic apprentice the same person I am now? What a big difference. Rollin replied.

The corners of Sylvanas' mouth crooked, and she said with a gloomy expression, "You weren't as busy as you are now, at least you can come to the Windranger's hut a few times a week to eat." ”

"To be honest, I still miss that time." Rollin didn't hide that he had to think about it, he said.

The Ranger General smiled, she glanced at the crooked projection of the church in the sunlight on the ground, pointed in the direction of the royal court, and said, "The meeting is about to begin, I have to pass." As for you, do your job well with your archmage friends. Also, I don't think it's a little too inappropriate for you to be so sneaky in your eavesdropping work. ”

This is not a question of whether it is appropriate or not, Rollin said with a little embarrassment: "Internal affairs, I will not comment here." ”

Sylvanas shrugged her shoulders, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Rollin on the lips and said, "I don't care how long you have to do these things, we should have some time for ourselves tonight." ”

"Of course." Rollin decisively agreed.

After the Ranger General left the inn, a pale blue arcane circle rose around Rollin, and after the arcane light and shadow were intertwined, the archmages came to Lordaeron's dungeon together.

Directly past these lifting platforms made of simple magical structures, the Archmages appeared in this dark and damp underground prison.

"Khadgar, why are you here too?" Crassus looked at the magister in amazement, who had long since broken away from Kenrito.

Khadgar shrugged his shoulders and said, "Rollin's spell signal told me that I was going to teleport to this location, why, as a colleague, you don't welcome me anymore?" ”

Crassus shook his head and patted the lion badge on Khadgar's shoulder: "You are now the chief mage of Stormwind City, and you are still a little different from us in nature. ”

"Don't be ridiculous, we still have business to do." Standing in front, Luo Lin inspected the underground palace as he radiated the divinity he controlled.

To Luo Lin's great surprise, there was no biological breath in this gloomy underground prison.

However, to Lorraine's relief, he was aware of the existence of the Helm of Domination.

In Rollin's impression, including that of all Kenrito Magisters, the Scourge Crown, known as the Helm of Domination, had lost its former effectiveness. The soul of Nao Zu is no longer defeated, and the Helm of Domination no longer has the power to lead the Scourge Legion.

"Romans, how are we doing with the transfer. Do you know who killed Carl? Rollin asked.

Romans looked at the president of the council with a guilty face, and he hated that iron could not be made of steel, and said, "Darkan, it was Darkan who did it." ”

Rollin just nodded, and said, "If it's really Darkan, then we're in a lot less trouble." Perhaps Vargas was right, and the King of Alsace may have really been carried away by ideals. ”

Romans understood the words of the Grand Magus, and he said, "I hope so. ”

Skirting the underground streets ahead, enduring the stench of underground water flow, the Magister made his way to the cell where the prisoners were held.

Inadvertently, Rollin noticed the prisoners' gaze, his face changed abruptly, and he stopped.

"Ronin, look what the hell is going on here." Rollin ordered.

The genius magister of Dalaran, who followed behind him, slowly walked to the front of the cage.

"Hi buddy. Can you talk to me for a moment? Luo Ning took the initiative to invite.

The condemned prisoner, who had long since lost his breath of life, his confused eyes writhed in his sockets a few times, and then fell on Luo Ning's body.

Looking at each other, Luo Ning directly invaded the brain of this condemned prisoner.

While controlling the memories of the condemned prisoner, the arcane energy condensed in Rollin's right hand directly conjured up a screen of energy with colored light and shadow in the air.

The light and shadow screen began to show the painful meeting of the condemned prisoner.

A necromancer dressed in black wields the power of the Helm of Domination and takes the life of a condemned prisoner. Moreover, the dark green circle injected a familiar necromantic aura into the incapacitated bodies of the condemned prisoners.

Life has ended, replaced by life in the form of the undead. This absurd approach made all the Grand Magus fall into contemplation.

This meeting was painful enough, even if it was the death row prisoner opposite, Luo Ning was still full of guilt.

After all, it is a cruel thing for everyone to let such a painful memory come back to the fore.

Rollin stared at the frightened pupils of the undead condemned prisoner and shook his head helplessly.

Together, the five archmagers walked into the depths of Lordaeron's dungeon, and eventually they reached the heart of the dungeon. That is, the platform where the Helm of Domination is stored, where a few rays of sunlight remain.

"Welcome, archmage from the Eastern Kingdoms." Darkan, dressed in black robes, stepped out of the dark green light of the Circle of Domination, his stiff facial muscles converging into an extremely ugly smile.

Looking at the excellent magician he had raised, Romans opened his mouth and said, "Child, you, you can't!" ”

"Quietly, you look like a slave, my mentor." Darkan's left hand wrapped around the Helm of Domination, and he enjoyed the breath of the undead that the Helm of Domination brought him.

The flames in Romans' hands rose up, and the energy was enough to kill this elven mage's traitor in an instant.

Darkan didn't seem to care about the power of these magisters, and he said indifferently, "Do you want to kill me, or do you want to reclaim the Helm of Domination?" Magisters, now in Lordaeron, the kingdom of the Alliance. I believe that you who claim to be righteous will not abuse the power of magic here. ”

Luo Ning couldn't get used to the ugly appearance of this elf, he took a step forward and asked, "What about these people who are infected with the breath of necromancy?" What exactly do you want to do? “

"What do I want to do? I'm just doing things for the King of Alsace. Darkan sneered.

"Hahaha......." A low laugh rang out from Rollin's throat, and the archmage looked into Darkan's eyes and said, "Burning Legion, Darkan, do you know what kind of power you are touching?" ”

"Yes, it's the Legion, that kind of power I can't refuse." Darkan's body began to swell, and the power of the evil energy covered the necromancy's power and took over his body.

"You'll be joined on a mission by Benitadis, who is not as simple as you think." Rollin warned.

Darkan mocked Rollin with a smile and said, "What can a weak believer of the Elder Gods do, I just simply revealed a trace of evil power, and he was revealed." ”

The Great Magus nodded with a deep meaning in his eyes, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to get ready to leave here.

The remaining five magus knew what Rollin meant, and they couldn't do anything to the necromancer here. Because above this platform is the central square where the Supreme Meeting of the Alliance is held.

Dalaran and the Magical Secret didn't want to lose what little credibility they had left among the people, at least not yet.

"Archmagist, don't think you're in control. Look at what you're protecting, and they'll end up being your worst enemies. The corners of Darkan's mouth went up, and his evil smile was deeply imprinted in Rollin's mind.

Rollin turned around and smiled, "The day you don't find a way to open the Legion portal, I'll keep you alive." ”

"Thank you for your mercy." Darkan chuckled.

After leaving the dungeon, Khadgar looked at the archmages with a confused expression and said, "Aren't we here to listen to the Alliance's decisions, what's going on?" ”

Crassus stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and said, "Are we really helpless, or should we find an opportunity to kill this magician?" ”

Rollin shook his head: "Let him live, he is not the only threat we face now, and there may be a greater catastrophe lurking in places we don't know." ”

"That traitor to the Cathedral of Light? Khadgar, you don't know yet. Ronin asked.

Khadgar smiled sheepishly, "You're talking about Benitadis?" Ever since he came to Lordaeron, we have rarely heard from him. However, today's news is really unimaginable. An archbishop with a devout faith could be a believer in the Old Gods! ”

"Do you think that Arthas seems to know something?" Luo Lin said thoughtfully.

After listening to Rollin's words, Crassus felt a chill down his spine and whispered, "If this is really the case, it will be terrifying." ”

The remaining four magisters stared at Rollin and Crassus suspiciously, their faces full of questions.

The royal court of Lordaeron

"Count Catlana, Stormwind's decision has really disappointed our Alliance." Garrissus shook his head and said apologetically.

Katrana pushed the agreement directly to the end of the red wooden table, she looked around at the ministers in the seats of delegates attending the whole meeting, and said disappointedly: "There is no forest in sight!" ”

Turning around and walking directly out of the conference hall, Count Katrana only left a back for the current alliance.

In the darkness of night, there were more than a dozen brown eyes on both sides of the road around Lake Daron Mill.

Without any breath, these hunters with cold bodies, armed with silver-white daggers, approached Lordaeron's carriage to the town of Southsea.

The carriage with the Lion of Stormwind emblem kept jolting, and the middle-aged coachman shouted as if he had seen something, and then fell off his horse.

"Guard, protect the Count!" The soldiers of Stormwind quickly rose to the alert and surrounded the wagons. (To be continued.) )