Chapter 47: I Want to Take Back the Glory That Belongs To This Holy City

Seeing the performance of the prodigy Zekan, Archmage Yuselnay breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, it was just a temporary additional trial, but who knew that he would encounter the Forsaken Mage Guild, which has always been suspicious of giant mages (yes, the Giant Mage Guild and Kenrito, who is biased towards the alliance, can be open and honest, but within the tribe, the two mage guilds have many secret contradictions), and then there is the blood elf mage with the strongest magic ability of all races in Azeroth. He was really afraid that Harris and Hekaki, the two young geniuses, would not be able to earn face for the tribe and come back. But seeing that this almost perfect [Ice Line Technique] was cast, the stone hanging in his heart finally fell smoothly.

Kai Kai Bloodhoof saw that the first two were doing well, and muttered in a low voice, "System!" Is there any magic in the Ice Thread? I'm getting points! ”

The system replied helplessly, [Dear adventurer, the Ice Line Technique is not an orthodox mage spell, and there are no related skills in the Points Mall, sorry we can't help you. 】

Kai Kaixin said that I can't be at the mercy of the system anymore, while everyone's attention is not on me, I have to carefully flip through the points mall.

It's better to rely on no one than on yourself.

Teresa still maintained a graceful smile, and waited for the hustle and bustle of the Spirit Valley to calm down a little, before smiling and asking the countess for instructions, and after receiving the earl's approval, she stood in the open space with her head held high, and politely asked the master Yuselnay, "Can I chant magic spells in my own language?" ”

"It's up to you!" Yuselnay agreed.

"Thank you from the bottom of my heart!" Teresa nodded, took the magic charm and placed it in the palm of her hand, and gently threw it into the air, and the charm floated less than half a yard in front of Teresa's eyes.

"Levitation!" A giant magician couldn't help but shout.

[Levitation] is the first arcane spell discovered by the High Elves, which can levitate various substances from buildings to feathers in the air, this spell itself is not difficult, but it is rare that the High Elves and subsequent Blood Elves can turn it into an enchanted daily application spell, so that there are floating buildings everywhere in Quel'Thalas back then and now in Silvermoon City.

Of course, the mages of the other races will use the High Elves or Blood Elves to abuse the [Levitation Technique] as evidence of their over-reliance on magic obsession. However, the blood elves' [levitation technique] skills are so superb that they even got rid of spells and became application spells, which had to be secretly admired by other mages, and it was not difficult to think of how deep these elves who were obsessed with arcane energy were in arcane spells.

Teresa looked solemn, concentrating on channeling the arcane energy in the magic runes as she pointed her hands diagonally to the sky.

When casting spells, the Blood Elves have a sense of intoxication and devotion that other mages do not have, which is the result of the Blood Elves' unique worship of the Arcane.

Teresa chanted the Elven [Ice Thread] magic spell loudly with her loud voice that was not proportionate to her body,

"Ahh

It's also a seven-tone spell.

As she chanted the spell aloud in her intoxication, two symmetrical blade-shaped ice cubes slowly sprouted from the fingertips of her hands, starting with the fingers of both hands. As the ice grew, two dark blue rays of light channeled from the magical runes and connected to the magical light on Teresa's hands, further encouraging the ice cubes in her hands to continue to grow.

In an instant, Teresa's hands had more than 3 yards of ice in her hands, and they continued to grow.

The eyes of the members of the [Black South Stone Hut] Mage Guild widened, these are all people who know the goods.

Although the Ice Line Technique is a practice spell for game purposes, everyone hasn't used much brains on this spell. However, this blood elf turned the so-called "ice line" into a "blade icicle" as thick as an arm, and with two hands, he was able to guide the two icicles separately, and the two icicles were generated at the same time with a small difference that was imperceptible to the naked eye. This kind of spiritual power and mastery of arcane energy is by no means achievable by ordinary mages!

If she was really as she said, she was an apprentice who had just passed the Magister Trial, then her arcane comprehension ability was comparable to that of an excellent mage on the tribal side, and how terrifying the team of Blood Elf Magisters hidden behind her should be?

Ice is still growing!

Size 3, size 4......

The faint blue light that flowed from the magic rune still shone, as if a small magic rune contained countless magical energy.

But in fact, this is the blood elves' excavation of the highest efficiency of magic.

The ordinary soldiers of the tribe and the inhabitants of Orgrimmar who were watching did not understand the tricks, but they had an intuitive feeling, this icicle of the blood elf - thick! It's thick and big!

And it's two!

And the length continues to grow! It's about to go over 5 yards!

Size 5, size 6, size 7......

The growth of the icicles seemed endless, and the compelling magic cyclone also rippled, and Teresa's white mage robe also swelled, and the long eye-catching cherry ribbon fluttered without wind under the guidance of mana, and her beautiful figure was ethereal.

Kai Kai's bloody hoof, who was rummaging in the points mall, immediately felt the incongruity of this picture.

"What's so ethereal?" He asked in his heart.

What's going on with this ribbon that sets off Teresa's "fairy spirit"? Isn't this a painting style that destroys World of Warcraft?

Obviously, there is no such ribbon in the traditional clothing of the Blood Elves.

This ribbon is more like the "shawl" in the current popular Hanfu, but it is a little thinner and softer.

But it is undeniable that when Teresa guides the magic, this thinner streamer can bring out a kind of "fairy energy"!

"I'm now sure she's from the real world!" Kai Kai understood almost instantly.

Teresa may not have revealed her identity in this world, but because of her own little pursuit of beauty, Kai Kai saw through her identity as a time-traveler at a glance.

Teresa had no idea that her identity was being revealed. The icicles that emerged from her hands were nearly 10 yards, and finally, the magic energy from the magic runes was exhausted, Teresa opened her eyes suddenly, and two stout blade-like icicles that almost destroyed the Orgrimmar skyline stopped slightly in the air, and then were slammed by her hands, and stood firmly on the ground of the Spirit Valley Square, like two ice spears pointing straight at the sky.

Teresa stepped into the two ice pillars, her eyes once again surrounded the audience, and she said proudly:

"I said it! Glory to the Sin'dorei! (Glory to Sindore Blood Elves)"

The Spirit Valley is silent.

Both mages and civilians can easily tell that this is called a trial, which is actually the result of the victory or defeat of the two sides fighting spells.

The Blood Elf Mage's victory!

Who just thought that this blood elf was "not arrogant"? People just start to be polite, but after a slap in the face, they start to be arrogant.

In other words, it's called delayed enjoyment.

The Archmage of the Horde, Yuserna, looked at Teresa Salonar blankly, and suddenly thought of something, he pointed at Teresa and shouted in a lost voice, "Is it ...... Could it be that she is...... The ...... of the Grand Magus Bilohua"

"That's right!"

Countess Liadline proudly interrupted the troll, "She's the last Salonar!" ”

Yusernai nodded gloomily and stopped talking.

The banshee Kellistia's long tremor laugh broke the deadlock, and she made a gesture of invitation to the countess, "The trial is over!" Invite the Countess and Mademoiselle to meet the Grand Chief of Sal! ”

The countess looked around proudly, snorted again with contempt, and pulled up Teresa to turn around.

"Wait! The trial isn't over yet! And me! Orgrimmar's ordinary people, the Minotaur Kai Bloodhoof of the orphanage, I haven't participated in the trial yet! ”

As he spoke, Kai Kai's bloodhoof was already standing in front of the two female blood elves, and he stared at the Countess and Teressa, and continued in a majestic voice peculiar to the Minotaur,

"I want to take back the glory that belongs to this holy city!"