The magical aura of the teleportation spell flashed at an extremely fast speed, and when Lanlos opened his eyes, the scenery in front of him changed again.

Magic-powered lamps and potted plants float smoothly in the air, ornate metal armor glistens in the sunlight, and shiny blades reflect the light. The elven warriors in Dawn Square did not stop their training because of the arrival of these mages, and the sonorous shouts of killing and the movement of blades clashing against the wooden stake made Lanlos completely change his view of the weakness of elves.

However, this does not mean that the Knights of the Morning Striker will allow these mages to teleport to their territory at will.

Almost as soon as Lanloth opened his eyes, a small group of well-armed elven warriors walked briskly in front of several people.

"Explain what you mean, Master. "Led by a beautiful elf with orange-red hair, her delicate and tight armor shows off her bulging figure, but the movement of her long sword at her waist and the coldness of her face can easily stop most of the opposite sex who try to come forward to talk.

"I informed Salorian. Just as Lanlos carefully looked at this cold-faced beauty, a faint wrinkle appeared between Romans's eyebrows, and in the face of the other party's bad tone, his response was even more unkind, without the slightest idea of peaceful coexistence with the other party, "What about others?"

Lan Luoston was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly hid his face.

Just as he thought, the elf's face became even more ugly, and as her wrist trembled, a subtle but abrupt metal grinding sound was heard, and several guards behind her silently grasped the hilt of their swords.

Not everyone likes mages, especially for the warriors of the Knights of the Morning Blade, the mages of the Magister platform have the ability to enter Morrowind Village anytime and anywhere, and this has made most mages treat these warriors like security guards, and the higher-ups of the Sunfury Legion have never rectified this phenomenon.

The arrogance of spellcasters is often the cause of contradictions, and it is precisely because of this that human society has established an independent kingdom to accommodate these 'unsociable' mages.

Seeing that a dispute seemed to be about to break out, Lanlos was about to speak to persuade him, when the sound of horses' hooves smashing on the ground sounded quickly and abruptly, and quickly approached the group.

Lanloth's gaze suddenly looked into the distance over the group of elven warriors, only to see a tall and strong warhorse galloping towards him at a great speed, ignoring the metal armor on his body and the equally heavily armed elven rider behind him.

The elven mage's gaze was quickly drawn to the horse under the rider's crotch, even though most of its body was wrapped in metal armor, but this did not make it look bloated, but only accentuated its strong temperament.

This is a war horse introduced from the Arathi Highlands since the alliance between the elves and humans, and although it is not the fastest, it has great endurance and elegant temperament. And the latter, it won the favor of the High Elves.

After so many years of breeding and breeding, the High Elves, with the help of the Well of the Sun, have raised the elegance of these horses to the extreme.

The Salas War Horse can be considered the most beautiful mount in the mortal army, as for practicality or something, who cares?!

At the same time that everyone shifted their attention, the elven rider pulled the reins with all his might, and with a loud roar, the war horse stopped steadily in front of everyone. The rider then rolled over and jumped down and stepped forward.

"Stand down, this is our companion, not the enemy. The elven rider came between the two groups of people, and immediately removed his helmet, revealing a capable golden bundle of hair, and with a handsome and resolute face, he was definitely a master at attracting bees and butterflies.

But the ugly scar on the middle of his left cheek that extends to his chin destroys the original charm, which makes people feel inexplicably intimidated and intimidated.

None of this was Lan Luos's concern, though, and his gaze was always on the unsheathed greatsword at the other's waist.

The broad blade is slightly curved, and the front half has a narrow and strong edge compared to the second half, which greatly enhances its swing power and penetrating ability. What's even more attractive is that in the middle of the sword body, a series of incantations are engraved on the blue-gray metal, and with the help of the mana crystal on the dragon's claw-like gauntlet, it continues to bloom with blue streamers. As if to echo the end of the sword, the bottom of the hilt is also inlaid with four brilliant blue gemstones.

The ancient craftsmanship was completely out of step with all the elven-made weapons that Lanloth remembered.

Queldra is one of the sister swords of the elves created by the Red Dragon Queen Alexstasa in ancient times.

That's right, this is forged by the Dragon King, artifact!

Salorian glanced at the female elf with a reasonable face, sighed helplessly, and did not accuse the other party, but bowed slightly towards Romans: "I'm sorry, Lannacel is just doing her duty. ”

The other party's words once again attracted the attention of Lanlos, who quietly cast his gaze on the female elf with a straight face. If I'm not mistaken, Lanather is the future leader of the Lich King's Order of Sarein, the Queen of Blood......

The woman seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned her head, her sharp gaze accurately meeting that of Lanlos. The latter was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and nodded lightly at her very generously to greet her. However, Lannathel seemed to misunderstand what she meant, and a look of disgust flashed across her face, and she immediately turned her head away.

The lieutenant's actions managed to attract Salorian's attention, and the latter immediately turned around and looked at Lanlos with an inexplicable look: "So, this is the lucky one, right?"

"Lucky is not a good word for an arcanist. Seeing that everyone was focused on himself, Lanlos shook his head and made an innocuous joke.

"Arcanist?" a hint of amusement flashed across Salorian's face, and his gaze slowly drifted to the empty back of Lanloth, "This is the first time I've seen you like this...... Sturdy mage. ”

After thinking for a while to come up with a suitable adjective, Salorian's words made everyone look puzzled. Seeing Romans asking, Lance paused, and with a move of his mind, he lifted the high stealth effect of the illusion disguise.

As the air behind him rippled, Staymka's rugged form gradually became clear to everyone.

"How did you find out?" Ignoring the stares of the others, Lanros asked Salorian in surprise.

You know, with the help of the High Stealth, no one even discovered the existence of the Exterminator when he entered the main hall of the Tower of the Sunrage!Well, it is also possible that the Grand Magister and the Sun King did not think he would pose a threat......

Salorian smiled slightly, grabbed the hilt of Queldra's sword, and put the haunting brilliant sword body in the other party's sight: "This is the Elder Dragon's Blade, Queldra, what can make her so excited, and there are only a handful of Quel'Thalas in the whole of Quel'Thalas." ”

"The sunwell is upper!is this, Sdomka?" Although the previous inspection work did not reveal the existence of the Exterminator, the mage in charge of the inspection beside Romans did not show any unhappy look, but looked at the legendary giant sword with a curious expression, "Oh my God, this is the sword of Emperor Soladin more than 2,000 years ago......!

Seeing this, Roman helplessly held his forehead: "Astalo, pay attention to the occasion." ”

"I'm sorry. The eager mage suddenly stopped eating, smiled stupidly, and scratched his long pale blonde hair very embarrassedly, but because he hadn't taken care of it for a long time, he actually wrapped his fingers around it, "In addition to the arcane, specializing in history and some novelties or something, it is my greatest hobby." ”

"yes, no one is as addicted as you are. Seeing Astalo's increasingly anxious struggle with his hair, Roman pursed his lips and complained in a low voice.

"It's okay, I'd be happy to help you if I have the chance. Lanlos could see that Astalo was a very distinctive technoman, this kind of intellectual, who was not good at socializing in general, but once he had a good relationship with them, the benefits outweighed the disadvantages.

Astaro was stunned, in his experience, few people would be willing to share something so valuable with others. Seeing that Lanlos was so approachable, he couldn't even speak: "That, that's really...... Oh, thank you so much!"

"I'd better save that for later. "Romans is not a patient man," Now, Mr. Lanloth, I should have told you that you should not enter the Well of the Sun with weapons. ”

Although according to the situation of the characters he knows, Romans's poisonous tongue and coldness began with the fall of Quel'Thalas, but as the saying goes, there is no wind and no waves, even in the current situation of national peace and security, this kid's personality is just as unbearable.

"To be reasonable, if I hadn't been able to put it in the space bag, I wouldn't have had to disguise it. Shrugging his shoulders, Lanlos was also very helpless.

The power contained in Stumka is very strong, coupled with the rich shadow magic, which is not something that his small space bag can hold.

"Magister Romans. The mage with a grim face seemed to want to say something, and Salorian, who had provoked the matter, finally spoke to dissuade him, "If I'm not mistaken, Sdomka has also bathed in the glory of the Well of the Sun, and I'm sure it won't cause us trouble." ”

As if to confirm his words, Salorian patted Queldra on his waist.

As he said, it is forbidden to approach the Well of the Sun with weapons not only for safety, but also to prevent anyone with a heart from taking the opportunity to steal the power of the Well of the Sun. However, like Queldra, Domka has already reached the limit of the mana that can hold the sunwell, and there is no such threat.

"Hmph, you're the guardian of the Well of the Sun anyway. Roman frowned, although the attitude that you are responsible for something is unpleasant, but after all, it can be regarded as a compromise.

However, Lanlos quietly glanced at Salorian with an inexplicable gaze, the warrior calling Queldra 'she' and Sdomka using 'it'. Tsk, the arrogance of the elves is really reflected in all kinds of details......

"In that case, let's go, the well guards should have been impatient for a long time. As he spoke, Salorian smiled at Lanros, who was looking at him, "We still have a lot of time, and if you don't bother, I'm curious about Domka, who has been missing for more than two thousand years." ”

As soon as these words came out, Astalo, who was staring intently at Lanros's back, nodded frantically, and Lannaser, who was originally disdainful of Lanros's 'offense' beside Salorian, also quietly paid attention.

As for Romans, after pursing his lips and turning his head, he also pricked up his ears.

After all, it was an artifact that shone in the battle between the elves and humans against the trolls more than two thousand years ago, and in front of Sdomka, there were indeed few people who could maintain absolute calm.

The corners of Lanlos's mouth hooked, revealing an unfathomable smile: "Ah, that's a long story......