Pushing open the skylight, Khadgar sat gloomily on the bench. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Yesterday he had been to the Fanalore, and Leah and Merlin did not show up on board.

However, Khadgar could sense that the two of them were no longer in Garkison. Anyway, as long as they're safe, it's fine.

Khadgar knew that Leah knew something, but she was too young for him to fix it. As for the problem of population movement in Carkison, as long as it is handed over to Kenrito, the results will definitely be found in a very short time.

That's the best thing to do, Khadgar thought.

After a moment of contemplation, Khadgar prepared to get up and head to Dalaran.

The familiar arcane glow stopped his way. His old friend appeared.

"I knew that Valhalla and Lordaeron's army alone wouldn't be able to understand the remnants of the Twilight Church, and you would be half responsible for this." Rollin changed his usual calm style, and he shifted the blame to Khadgar without any lower limit.

Khadgar snorted coldly, "What do you mean by this, didn't you command the coalition forces in the first place?" Ronin went to defend against the Naga Siren, and I went to Angela to build a line of defense and defend the wall of beetles. This battle plan is yours. ”

"Ahem, forget it, don't mention the old things. I'm going to give you a nuisance now. With a wave of his hand, Rollin drew a map of Gakison in the air with arcane fluorescence.

Khadgar had just submitted the matter to Kenrito, and Rollin was aware of it? No, it's certainly not that simple.

"Regarding the question of Garkison, I have already handed it over to Kenrito. I believe that the results will be available in a few days. ”

Rollin waved his hand, and he said proudly, "My son and your daughter have found the crux of the problem. Let's not talk about what is wrong with the ruling class of Gakison, and now the believers of the Twilight Church are digging a path to the abyss of Neolosa under Gakison. ”

"What!" A layer of cold sweat oozed from Khadgar's forehead. With a population of more than 200,000, if the power of Enzos directly touches this city, then not only will it become an abyssal city, but the inhabitants of this place will also be impregnated by the power of Enzos.

"So what are you waiting for? Tell Ronin that the three of us went straight to purge the believers of the Twilight Church. Khadgar said urgently.

Before the catastrophe struck, Rollin still seemed calm. He stroked his chin and pondered for a moment before saying, "Don't worry, the Twilight Church can find a way to Neolosa in this way, why don't we help them." After they started the road to Niolosa, we dealt a heavy blow to Enzos. Just like with Yogsaron, we will destroy their holy city! ”

Khadgar's heart skipped a beat, and he frowned, "Neolosa is the holy city of the ancient gods of Enzos, and if we fail, a new war will arise in Azeroth." Now that the Alliance and the Horde have just stabilized, I am afraid that if there is any more war, there will be many changes. ”

Rollin couldn't figure out how Khadgar had become more and more cautious as he got older.

However, if Enzos is to rest completely for a while, some ruthless measures must be taken. It is impossible for the Old Gods to be killed, so the only way is to inflict heavy damage on them and let them recover well for a while in the depths of the earth.

"What are you afraid of, you and I plus Luo Ning. The three of us archmagers are enough to perform an arcane storm. In addition, the location of the Arcanon Storm is Neolosa, not on the surface of Azeroth. Luo Lin analyzed.

Neorosa is the center of Enzos's body, a city that is more protected than any other city in Azeroth. Even the ancient ruins left by the Titans cannot be compared to Neorosa.

With this, Rollin very much wanted to have an internal flowering in the heart of Neorosa.

Destroy the city outright, and make it disappear along with Neolosa's massive body.

"Okay, let's do it. You go to the Well of the Sun first to get the source of energy, and I'll go to Kenrito and find Ronin. ”

Relying solely on Rollin's own energy, it doesn't seem like a difficult thing to destroy a city.

This time the mission is different, this is the city of the ancient gods, the holy city of the army of the ancient gods of Enzos. Since it is a holy city, it has to take some special ways.

Drawing on a powerful arcane energy is the key to this mission.

Five minutes later, Rollin appeared on the island of Queldanus, standing beside him with three Magisters, Romans, Tyr, and Kael'thas.

These three magisters hold the key to the source of the Sunwell's energy, and only when they open the Sunwell together will the energy be allowed to be drained.

This method was conceived by Rollin, in order to prevent the energy of the solar well from surging due to the inexplicable spatial rift.

The Burning Legion has not given up on Azeroth until now. Most of the energy source of the Dark Moon Well was consumed, and they simply targeted the Sun Well. Of course, the Burning Legion's goal is not limited to the source of energy, in the waters of Queldanas Island, there is also a fleet of Argus's evil powers.

Helplessly, Azeroth's energy has been stabilized to the extreme, and the rift torn apart by the Burning Legion with a large amount of evil energy cannot resonate with the arcane energy of the Well of the Sun at all. Without energy as a landing point, the evil energy was directly neutralized by the arcane energy in the rift before it entered Azeroth.

"Let's get started." Rollin stood behind the three magisters and spoke.

Romans, Kael'thas and Tyr raised their hands at the same time, and they used the keys in their hands to unlock the many core circles above the sunwell.

The energy stability of the core circle decreased in turn, and the layers of energy shields began to fade, and finally the purification of the sun well was exposed in front of Luo Lin's line of sight.

After the unlocked mission is completed, the three Magisters of Romans and his party retreat at the same time.

"Thank you." Luo Lin slowly closed his eyes, relying on the divergent spell divinity to begin to absorb the arcane energy of the sunwell.

This is the foundation of this plan, and it is also the most basic part of the mission plan.

Luo Lin, who hadn't cast such a powerful spell for a long time, was still so proficient. Tens of thousands of arcane divinities surrounding the island of Queldanus have gathered around the temple of the Well of the Sun to draw arcane energy.

Both the frequency and the concentration of the energy delivered are exactly the same.

With such a large-scale use of the energy of the Sunwell, there is only one Rollin in all of Azeroth. Because only he can gain the trust of Doelle.

Able to harness the power of Azeroth's powerful star soul.

Each divinity stops absorbing arcane energy at the same time. They paused and dispersed to various parts of Azeroth, in accordance with their predetermined location.

Carrying a beautiful glow of arcane light spread out from Queldanus, a meteor shower that could be clearly seen in Silvermoon City.

"Investigate the Blizzard Guild in Gakison. Romans, these years of supervision must not be left behind. Tyr, you come with me to Gakison. Investigate why Gakison has the oversight of the Blizzard Guild and is still in such a problem. "I haven't seen Rollin's serious face in years.

Rollin in front of him was as shrewd and wise as when he was the president of the Magic Secret Society and the Blizzard Guild.

Although after being removed from his position, Rollin became lax. Every year when he came to Silvermoon City, he was lazy and lazy, not at all like a great mage.

"Understood, President." Romans and Tyr shouted together.

Hearing the title of Council Leader, Rollin gasped. The corners of his mouth rose and said, "Stop, I'm fed up with this title." You might as well call me the Grand Magister or Rollin. ”

The Archmage was efficient enough that by the time Rollin had finished his mission with the Sunwell, Khadgar and Ronin had already appeared in Garkison's Blizzard Guild.

Rollin and Tyr followed, and the four of them appeared in the temple of the Blizzard Guild Mansion at the same time.

Hearing that the Archmagister had arrived at Garkison, Camacho knew very well that his affairs had been revealed. However, in the case of his own life, he returned to the guild building.

He didn't dare not come back, as long as he chose to resist, any magus could kill him at any time, and they wanted to use all kinds of means.

Five minutes later, Camacho appeared in the temple. He fell to his knees on one knee, ready to accept the guilt.

"Camacho, you used to be part of the coalition forces, and you were there during the Northern Expedition to Ulduar. I really can't understand why you are in such a high position, have so much power, and still cooperate with the ancient gods. Tyr reprimanded the Magister in front of him.

Camacho kept his head down, he knew it was useless to explain at this point. The three Great Magisters in front of him knew even more about this matter than he did.

Luo Ning answered, "Okay, Mr. President. Do you know why we let you here? ”

Camacho nodded, he understood that since the archmages didn't choose to kill him, it meant that he still had value to use.

"Clear, Chief."

"That's good, let them open the way to the abyss of Neolosa. Then you yourself go to Violet Prison to be imprisoned. The merits and demerits cannot be canceled out, but at least you don't have to die. Ronin threatened Camacho, signaling him not to think anything else.

Camacho also understands the subtext of these words. The matter has been revealed, and I will do what they instruct to do, and I still have a chance to live.

In fact, Camacho didn't have a choice. He wants to live, just as he wants to unite with the Old Gods, to gain greater power, and then to live better.

A week later, Mr. Garkison has been in a state of calm time.

At the time when the road to Neorosa was about to open. Azara prostrated herself excitedly, ready to start a new era in Azeroth.

What bullshit magic secret society, bullshit Kenrito, and the Alliance Tribe, will be the master's servants.

After all these years, it's time for Azeroth to have a different owner.

Azara's body began to expand infinitely, and before he could open this final path, he found that he had received the favor of his master.

The flesh and blood began to draw on the power of his master, and he gained control of all the tentacles in the path of the abyss. Not only that, but he sensed a call from beneath this layer of dirt.

Is that a tribute to yourself by countless soldiers of the Old Gods? Azara is going mad, and every organ in his body, including the pores on his arms, is obsessed with the power given to him by his master.

The giant tentacles dug downward, and after a loud thud, the rubble and dirt fell freely in an underground city with no end in sight.

"Neolosa, master, I have opened the door to Azeroth for you!" Azara shouted frantically, he knew that the countless soldiers were his own, and that his master had given him supreme strength and an invincible army.

The excitement and excitement had made him forget that there was still Camacho, a goddamn elf. He wasn't curious why Camacho didn't come with him to snatch this power.

Azara set foot in the holy city, and he walked straight to the place where his master could see him.

Countless pillars of flesh and blood, an endless army of the ancient gods, they walked like ants in the holy city of Niolosa, inhabiting their masters.

However, at this moment, portals from all over Azeroth appeared in the sky above Neolosa. In the center of these portals appeared a magister, a magus that Azara knew all too well.

"Azara, you betrayed me!" A deep voice echoed throughout the city, and Enzos noticed Rollin's arrival before he did.

The magician had shattered the Irene Rift in the Emerald Nightmare, killing Savis and traumatizing his own body.

Now he has also entered the holy city of Niolosa through the path of the abyss opened by Azara.

Accepting another heavy blow is not something that recovery can solve.

It is very likely that Cthun will take advantage of this opportunity to directly annex his own empire.

In a panic, Azara chose to rely on the power of Enzos to kill the haunting magister.

Helplessly, there are two other magisters around this magister, who are protecting Rollin from harm while maintaining the operation of the portal.

At the same time, through this portal to the world, Rollin draws on the energy divinity that he has prediscovered to the world of Azeroth, while also gathering the additional arcane energy of the world of Azeroth.

An arcane storm of destruction will soon descend on Neolosa.

This is the perfect opportunity to wreak havoc on Enzos.

Rollin is more willing than anyone else to see the ancient gods kill each other, and it is far easier to fight against one ancient god than against three ancient gods.

What's more, they are still holding the initiative now.

The hovering arcane circle kept sending the magic divinity wrapped in rich arcane energy into the sky above Neolosa, and with the use of the dual line mastery, Rollin gathered them and kept them running at high speed.

At the same time, Rollin also began to unleash the Storm of Destruction, the Arcane Storm that had destroyed the Burning Legion's twisted rift!

At this time, he controlled the arcane energy of all Azeroth, and his body's endurance was far more tenacious than when he was young before!

Elunis helps Rollin gather his strength, and soon, Neolosa will be in ruins!