Advent of the Archmage

    East Valley Magic School, Houshan, Azula Tower.

    This low white tower is like a silent old man, so quietly standing on the hillside overlooking the entire East Valley Magic School.

    In a long time, it accommodated an existence that was either wicked or evil, or incomprehensible to the world. Over the course of hundreds of years, countless secrets were buried in the tower. Even the dean of the East Valley School of Magic could not complete it. understood.

    Who does not know what happened inside this White Tower? What do the prisoners in the tower really think? Who can tell?

    In the White Tower, Bell sat in a cage with a cross-legged look. He did not seem to have done anything. He did not have any strong swings on his body. The element guards walking up and down the tower did not look at him.

    However, at the spiritual level, Bell closely communicates with some of the deep underground towers.

    "What the hell did you say about this little doll? Can this really let us escape? ”A gloomy voice rang in Bell's head. The owner of the voice was imprisoned for 300 years. In his eyes, Bell, who is less than 70 years old, is a little guy.

    "I guarantee with my soul."Bell vowed.

    "Hey, can you be put in here, your soul is worth a few dollars? However, the way you say is not without success. Only if Taruvius was released, East Valley could be destroyed. ”Another deep voice.

    "If you destroy it, you destroy it. The group of self-righteous magicians shut me for 200 years and I can't wait to eat them all! ”This voice is very violent, it belongs to a certain World of Warcraft with higher intelligence.

    "Of course, the college has nothing to do with you this beastly beast, but I am a college person. The people who imprisoned me were already finished. I don't hate the college!"

    "Yeah, don't do it with you this wild animal."There is a voice attached.

    "You say who is the beast? Wait for me to go out and I'll first crush your head! ”

    "your mom."Someone opened it directly.

    For a time, a group of old Monsters who had been imprisoned for dozens of centuries began a battle in Bell's consciousness. For the reason why they had been discussed together for the first time, they had long been forgotten.

    It was not the first time he had used a spiritual bond to contact the prisoners in the tower of Azula, but these prisoners could still say a few words at the beginning. However, for a little longer time, it was bound to be due to disputes. With all sorts of discrimination and being in noisy.

    This simply can't communicate.

    The decisive end of the spiritual bondage, the voice in the mind suddenly disappeared, the entire World is quiet.

    What to do… .Bell took advantage of Forehead thinking that this time, he gradually recovered the Strength, within the body magic energy has returned to 70% of the heyday, and even the eyes of the Function are restored, which is very good.

    But by virtue of this strength, may let the tower of Azula a little chaos, but want to subvert it, but is delusional, others do not say that those who come and go back and forth patrol elements of the guard is not easy, those things are simply the bane of wizards, their attack style is very simple, is to continue to release elemental arrows, speed fast, condensation degree reached 6 level.

    When a large group of elements defends the arrow that releases various Attributes to people, the powerful Expert(s) is also a four-handed opponent. Even if Dean Anthony comes, one does not pay attention and has to drink hate on the spot. .

    There is only one way to subvert the tower of Azura and release Taruvis. It is to unite all the prisoners in this cage. But these guys…There are so many strange backgrounds that I can't say one thing.

    As Bell thought hard, he suddenly felt his head startled. Immediately afterwards, he seemed to feel that there was a white light bursting from the depths of his mind, and his eyes burst in front of him.

    Then, Bell didn't know anything.

    After a while, Bell opened his eyes again. It was a pair of eyes of the Lich, burning a faint flame of light. The flame looked no different than before, but in fact, this body had been changed to a master.

    "It's not bad, this Old Man is still working hard. In a few months, the strength is restored to this point."'Bell's said to himself.

    Before Bell died, he did not understand what was going on. Actually, the real reason was in the initial message.

    The Dark Elven Silver Moon's parliamentary leader called Manrood, an 8th-level wizard, means Heaven, and at this time he is already one of the strongest wizards, second only to the Queen of the High Elves.

    By communicating the runes, he can send the voice into Bell's mind. Of course, he can also pass in other things. This is the kind of "darkness." If the situation requires, he can directly control Bell's body remotely.

    Of course, controlling the body through this method has great limitations. The biggest limitation is time.

    Not that Bell's body couldn't stand it, but Manrood's soul couldn't afford the huge load of remote control for a long time. Once it exceeded the limit, it would crash.

    "I can stay up to three days at a time. If the black moon plan can succeed, it is a chance to see this."Manrode said to himself.

    Originally, he did not need to be so adventurous, but the plan changed, and the troops of Norton’s army were too strong. When they went north all the way, the dark elf lost several important levels after several consecutive defeats, and the overall strategic advantage suddenly lost a lot. And then dragging on, even the activation of artifacts in the Linda Kingdom may not be able to return to heaven.

    So he came.

    Slightly combing the memories of the next Bell, Manrode quickly understood the situation in the cage, and he smirked: "It's a bunch of idiots."

    Such idiots, you and their reasoning are useless, must show their confidence formidable strength, so that they clearly feel the hope of getting out of difficulty.

    Unfortunately, Bell's Strength is insufficient, so it can only be reasoned. Naturally, this can only lead to a series of battles.

    Slightly combing the Strength of the next within the body, Manrode once again releases the mystical magic: the psychic ties.

    Mind ties.

    Level 6 Mystery Magic

    Role: Through the mystical Strength link souls around the caster, build a very secretive communication network.

    (Note: Do you want to whisper to people? Learn it. )

    As soon as the magic was applied, Manrods felt a light spot around the body. He knew that each light spot was a soul, and these souls were prisoners of the Azura Tower.

    The souls were connected one after the other, and the loud voice in my mind rang again.

    "Brat, I just scold the happy, how do you take this fucking magic away?" ”

    "brat, really, do you have the ability to take us away from this place?"

    "Brat, I told you, and I can promise to cooperate with you, but to release Taruvis, no!"

    All sorts of voices appeared, and Manrode remained silent and silent until the noisy sound in his head was a little lower. He only started to talk: "I don't say much more, you first look at this magic figure."

    Then, Manrode sends a message from a magical array to every soul he links to.

    "What is this ghost thing?"The furious World of Warcraft that he talks to, he believes only his own sharp teeth and sharp teeth, but he doesn't know any magic figure.

    However, the most imprisoned people in the Magic Tower were precisely the magicians. When Manrode passed out this magical magic chart, the magicians glanced at him and suddenly they were silent.

    Yes, they were already known as the Expert on the famous town before they were caught. Masters of 6 levels walked everywhere. There were several 7th grades, but none of them was 8th. All magicians.

    The voice in Manrood's mind is about 90% less.

    About half an hour later, a magician finally started to talk: “I think this thing will allow us to leave.”

    "But he still released Taruvis."

    "As long as I can go, the Magic Academy shut me up."

    "I did it!"

    "Hey, what are you talking about? What do you do? ”This is the sound of Berserker Warcraft, it feels like it's going to come true this time, this is the opportunity to regain freedom, as a monster of high wisdom, he is more than anyone want to breathe the air of freedom, he can also clearly remember the warm forest in the south of those who have beautiful fur of the little Mother beast, that soft body, The roar of the charming, even in captivity for hundreds of years, he can still recall every detail.

    Manrood ignored the savage World of Warcraft, and he continued: "If you don't have any opinions, then what will you do at night?"

    Silent for a moment in his mind, then someone started to talk: "Let's go and leave at night."

    Yes.

    "Bring me one, hello, what the hell is it doing? Take me one. ”World of Warcraft is anxious and its voice is not violent. It is full of anxiety. He feels that everyone seems to be really going away. He is also preparing to leave him alone in this place. How can this be?

    The battles were blamed for battles, but it was good for hundreds of years to stay together. Can't be so ruthless!

    But no matter how he was jealous, nobody paid any attention to him.

    But at this time, a hoarse voice rang in Manroud's head: "I don't do it. It's good here. I don't want to go out."

    "Hey, are you sure?"Manrood feels that he really does not understand this wonderful idea.

    "I am sure."The hoarse voice sounded again and it was calm. At the same time he said: “You do this and you will destroy the East Valley College. After releasing Taruvis, the entire glorious World will be charred. Although Waynes had done a lot of bad things, I never participated in this kind of thing. And you, are you Bell? You and the other two have just given up. How did you like this guy…"

    When his words were not finished, Manrode broke his soul ties and his voice disappeared into everyone's hearts.

    Manrood said: "He wouldn't be okay. He would be a lot less. I'm going out anyway. Who will you follow me?"

    "Done!"

    "for freedom!"

    "Hey, take me one!" ”A World of Warcraft grudges, but still no one cares about him.

    "Very well, tonight, start the operation!"