Anti-piracy chapters

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When the twin moons of Azeroth rose, the world of the Night Elves awoke. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The devout elves began to pray daily, the warriors began their daily training, and the merchants began to trade...... Ordinary elves live their own lives and don't feel any different from their usual nights. Their poor magical skills make it difficult for them to understand that something is caused by a thin energy.

But for some capable elves, at some point, new troubles have invaded their lives. As a result, their peaceful daily life had to be shattered.

For example, an older Moon Guardian is in trouble. He has silver hair and is the oldest of the local wizards, but his skills are still the same, so he still holds a high position, even the headmaster of a magic school - unfortunately he doesn't have a granddaughter to pack with the gear gold and knowledge for a certain protagonist.

As an elder, reciting mantras is a part of his life, like breathing every second, a natural habitual act, or an instinct that doesn't need to be thought through the brain.

So the wizard shushed angrily when the sound of the splinter startled him from his seat, who was indulging in the contents of the parchment, and almost crumpled the parchment. It was the movement of a glass bottle that suddenly fell to the ground and shattered. Moreover, wine and glass shards were spilled on the orange carpet that the wizard had recently purchased - this was the only way he could console himself as a wizard with no orange gear.

The elder of the wizards snapped his fingers at the object. It took a second for the glass slag to rise into the air, and the wine condensed on its own, forming the shape of the container in which it had just been contained. The glass began to take shape on the periphery of the drink, but a second later, everything was spilling on the carpet again, worse than before.

The old wizard looked at this, and snapped his fingers again with a grim expression.

This time, the glass and the wine moved as he had thought they would, without even the slightest misalignment. However, these objects were a bit of a grind, taking far longer than the Moon Guardian had anticipated.

The old Night Elf turned back to his parchment, trying to focus his attention once again on what was about to happen. But his eyes always slid to the bottle behind him and the wine in it. He pointed to the bottle again with his hand - and then, frowning, withdrew his finger and turned his chair away in disappointment......

At the same time, in another Night Elf gathering place, wizards are embarking on a ritual that takes place every night, rearranging the emerald and crystals to demarcate its borders.

It's a way to exercise the power of magic - under the mutual instigation of the crystals, there is movement between the crystals, and they begin to line up according to the will of the caster.

Although there are hundreds of crystals, arranging them is not particularly troublesome. Since all the power comes directly from the Well of Eternity, wizards only need to chant spells and manipulate the crystals to move according to their will.

However, tonight, as more than half of the crystals were placed, the light on the crystals began to dim, or even dim completely. Wizards who practice magic manipulation aren't as proficient in magic as the Moon Guards, but they know very well that what is happening now is not what should not happen. They immediately began to check the arrangement again and again, but found no problems.

"They don't draw their magic from the Well of Eternity properly," one young wizard asserted, "and the energy transmission is very erratic!" ”

That being said, there's nothing they can do about it.

In many other cities, the life of the Night Elves continues......

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Elune, the moon god, is a traditional belief of the Night Elves. However, as the times progressed, the power held by the priests of the Moon Temple changed all the time.

The more obscurantist it is, the greater the power that the sacrifice wields in a tribe. And with the rise of magic in the Night Elf society, things began to change. The number of users of magic is much greater than that of the priests, who rely on the charisms of piety but with no guarantee of returns, and the true gods who never show their faces, and because of the power provided by the Well of Eternity, magic began to spread among the Night Elf society.

With the spread of magic, the power of the clergy finally began to wane. With magic, the people no longer had to ask the priests for everything, and even when the royal court and the nobles, large and small, had trained enough mages - some of whom were powerful mages themselves, and the combat power of the chiefs had always been an important part of the day - the power of the king finally began to recover.

If those court mages hadn't discovered something they shouldn't have discovered while exploring the Well of Eternity, perhaps over time, the realm of the Night Elves could have truly become a society in which kingship trumped ecclesiastical power.

Pity......

The Night Elves should rejoice that this monotheistic cult is not the all-powerful monotheistic religion codified in the form of intimidation and intimidation. There is no one who pretends to confer twelve apprentices on the Son of God, who burns the wise, the virtuous, and the drowning woman, who has covered Europa for 1,500 years, or who has covered Asia for 2,000 years with the power of three stars, and who are now living in five continents and developing wildly.

At this point in time, when the Well of Eternity's energy obscuration project and the Azeroth Magic Net establishment plan began, the people who felt that the magic they had absorbed were weakened were the first to ask the priests for help.

Elune's sacrifices did not directly experience the weakening of the energy radiating from the Well of Eternity, but they could still feel a sudden emptiness. While the people were running to the temples for guidance, the priestesses of the whole country were engaged in a dialogue in various ways—for the presence of the moon goddess was at the heart of the original conversation—to discuss what to do now. They chose to let the people in and pray, and let Elune comfort them. They also use their skills to search for what happened to the Well of Eternity...... But in the face of Zhao Kun's power, they couldn't tell what was happening.

Even if they kept the gifts given to them by the goddess, it did not mean that the priestesses were safe in the kingdom.

"Sister, there's someone at the door who wants to see you." In the distant city of Sulama, another priestess spoke to Tyrande, who had just joined the temple. Tyrande was pouring water for the pious.

"Thank you, sister." Tyrande handed the kettle to the other priestess and walked out briskly. She thought it could only be Illidan. When the twin moons of Azeroth rose, the world of the Night Elves awoke.

The devout elves began to pray daily, the warriors began their daily training, and the merchants began to trade...... Ordinary elves live their own lives and don't feel any different from their usual nights. Their poor magical skills make it difficult for them to understand that something is caused by a thin energy.

But for some capable elves, at some point, new troubles have invaded their lives. As a result, their peaceful daily life had to be shattered.

For example, an older Moon Guardian is in trouble. He has silver hair and is the oldest of the local wizards, but his skills are still the same, so he still holds a high position, even the headmaster of a magic school - unfortunately he doesn't have a granddaughter to pack with the gear gold and knowledge for a certain protagonist.

As an elder, reciting mantras is a part of his life, like breathing every second, a natural habitual act, or an instinct that doesn't need to be thought through the brain.

So the wizard shushed angrily when the sound of the splinter startled him from his seat, who was indulging in the contents of the parchment, and almost crumpled the parchment. It was the movement of a glass bottle that suddenly fell to the ground and shattered. Moreover, wine and glass shards were spilled on the orange carpet that the wizard had recently purchased - this was the only way he could console himself as a wizard with no orange gear.

The elder of the wizards snapped his fingers at the object. It took a second for the glass slag to rise into the air, and the wine condensed on its own, forming the shape of the container in which it had just been contained. The glass began to take shape on the periphery of the drink, but a second later, everything was spilling on the carpet again, worse than before.

The old wizard looked at this, and snapped his fingers again with a grim expression.

This time, the glass and the wine moved as he had thought they would, without even the slightest misalignment. However, these objects were a bit of a grind, taking far longer than the Moon Guardian had anticipated.

The old Night Elf turned back to his parchment, trying to focus his attention once again on what was about to happen. But his eyes always slid to the bottle behind him and the wine in it. He pointed to the bottle again with his hand - and then, frowning, withdrew his finger and turned his chair away in disappointment......

At the same time, in another Night Elf gathering place, wizards are embarking on a ritual that takes place every night, rearranging the emerald and crystals to demarcate its borders.

It's a way to exercise the power of magic - under the mutual instigation of the crystals, there is movement between the crystals, and they begin to line up according to the will of the caster.

Although there are hundreds of crystals, arranging them is not particularly troublesome. Since all the power comes directly from the Well of Eternity, wizards only need to chant spells and manipulate the crystals to move according to their will.

However, tonight, as more than half of the crystals were placed, the light on the crystals began to dim, or even dim completely. Wizards who practice magic manipulation aren't as proficient in magic as the Moon Guards, but they know very well that what is happening now is not what should not happen. They immediately began to check the arrangement again and again, but found no problems.

"They don't draw their magic from the Well of Eternity properly," one young wizard asserted, "and the energy transmission is very erratic!" ”

That being said, there's nothing they can do about it.

In many other cities, the life of the Night Elves continues......

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Elune, the moon god, is a traditional belief of the Night Elves. However, as the times progressed, the power held by the priests of the Moon Temple changed all the time.

The more obscurantist it is, the greater the power that the sacrifice wields in a tribe. And with the rise of magic in the Night Elf society, things began to change. The number of users of magic is much greater than that of the priests, who rely on the charisms of piety but with no guarantee of returns, and the true gods who never show their faces, and because of the power provided by the Well of Eternity, magic began to spread among the Night Elf society.

With the spread of magic, the power of the clergy finally began to wane. With magic, the people no longer had to ask the priests for everything, and even when the royal court and the nobles, large and small, had trained enough mages - some of whom were powerful mages themselves, and the combat power of the chiefs had always been an important part of the day - the power of the king finally began to recover.

If those court mages hadn't discovered something they shouldn't have discovered while exploring the Well of Eternity, perhaps over time, the realm of the Night Elves could have truly become a society in which kingship trumped ecclesiastical power.

Pity......

The Night Elves should rejoice that this monotheistic cult is not the all-powerful monotheistic religion codified in the form of intimidation and intimidation. There is no one who pretends to confer twelve apprentices on the Son of God, who burns the wise, the virtuous, and the drowning woman, who has covered Europa for 1,500 years, or who has covered Asia for 2,000 years with the power of three stars, and who are now living in five continents and developing wildly.

At this point in time, when the Well of Eternity's energy obscuration project and the Azeroth Magic Net establishment plan began, the people who felt that the magic they had absorbed were weakened were the first to ask the priests for help.

Elune's sacrifices did not directly experience the weakening of the energy radiating from the Well of Eternity, but they could still feel a sudden emptiness. While the people were running to the temples for guidance, the priestesses of the whole country were engaged in a dialogue in various ways—for the presence of the moon goddess was at the heart of the original conversation—to discuss what to do now. They chose to let the people in and pray, and let Elune comfort them. They also use their skills to search for what happened to the Well of Eternity...... But in the face of Zhao Kun's power, they couldn't tell what was happening.

Even if they kept the gifts given to them by the goddess, it did not mean that the priestesses were safe in the kingdom.

"Sister, there's someone at the door who wants to see you." In the distant city of Sulama, another priestess spoke to Tyrande, who had just joined the temple. Tyrande was pouring water for the pious. (To be continued.) )