Karazhan, lower level, large library.

This is the most valuable area of the Mage Tower, and in the deepest part of the Great Library is Neras. Elam's abode, the entire upper Karazan level, was distorted in the battle where Medivan had died, and it was mothballed when Medivan traveled the astral plane.

Karazan's rebels have been purged by the Orcs and Death Knights, and now the entire Mage Tower is full of enemies looking for them, and in this case, it is undoubtedly foolish to place something important in the storeroom, magic is not omnipotent, especially in the face of shamans who have mastered the power of the mysterious elements, no amount of strange protection devices are omnipotent.

Neras. Standing at the end of the Treasury with his staff in hand, the ghost archmage had made up his mind to protect the last mage tower, the last "home" for his son, in the absence of his wife and friends.

The activated magic colossus, the cold and mechanical voice of the "curator" used to manage and guard the collection is accompanied by the explosion of magical power, which rings constantly outside the collection, indicating that it is fighting against the invaders, and in front of the eyes of the Elan mage, facing the great shaman Naozu, who is also alone, Nelas is always confident. Elan also felt the pressure.

Nao Zu, who has been re-accepted by the elements, is not an enemy that can be easily defeated.

"Your book collection is amazing, mage of humanity."

With a book in his hand, Neozu looked at Elan and said in a soft voice:

"Our shamanic lineage also attaches great importance to the importance of knowledge, but unfortunately, our short-lived civilization has not been able to develop to the same level as humans, and such a library, such a sacred temple of knowledge, seems to us to be like a miracle."

The great shaman coughed lightly, put the book in his hand aside, he held the staff of the Thousand Souls, looked at the archmage in front of him, and said sincerely:

"I have a lot of respect for those who have knowledge, so as a seeker of knowledge, we may not need to fight to the death, get out of the way! I only need one thing in this treasure trove, and when I get it, I will leave with my people. ”

"Bang"

The wand of the ghost in Elan's hand was lit on the ground, the magic circle of the runes was lit, and layers of thick purple enchantments were wrapped around his body and the surrounding passages, the body of the ghost archmage was a translucent ghost, but the huge magic power completely simulated his former state, and even the magic robe on his body was like substance.

"Karazan has many treasures, but none of them can be given to others!"

Elan touched his beard, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes:

"You must break my will and use my soul as the key to unlock what I guard! I also want to see what kind of existence the shaman who has stepped into the true elemental path is. ”

"Boom"

The black wind swept around Naozu, only to blow out the lights on both sides of the aisle in an instant, and the scorching flames in the palm of his hand wrapped around the old shaman's arm like magma, and with a flick of his fingers, a beating dazzling thunder pierced the outermost protective barrier like a sharp sword, and in the fragments of broken purple magic, Naozu stepped forward.

With a loud noise, four huge elemental beings appeared around him, which were the flaming flame elemental like a large Mars, with no face or feet, only arms, an earth element composed of earthy yellow rocks all over the body, a water elemental that was pale blue like flowing water, and a wind elemental that changed its shape like a whirlwind that was imprisoned.

In the embrace of Yuan Meat, the great shaman's staff was wrapped with dancing thunder, illuminating his old face, and the beating light in his eyes was only a trace of coldness.

"Well, that's a pity... I'll just have to step over your corpse and find what I want. ”

Irel kicked through the wooden door in front of her, and she hurried into the upper floors of the library, greeted by a purple golem of crystal and metal shells, and an abundance of magic, a 5-meter-tall golem blocking the entrance to the exhibition hall, in front of which the attacking orcs were dead.

The giant golem single-handedly cleared out at least 30 berserk orcs, but it also suffered terrible wounds of its own, its shell was cut open by a sharp axe, and the core of the spar inside was also burned, and the original gorgeous crystal head was smashed apart by the war hammer, representing the arc sparks that were about to go out of control and beat wildly on the golem's body.

It has been hit hard!

But as Irel approached, the golem that seemed to be dormant jerked its head, and the cacophony of machinery rang out again.

"The exhibition hall is open to visitors only!"

With a strange mechanical sound, the behemoth lifted its foot and slammed into Iriel, limping and seemingly being destroyed by the crazy orcs, but even then, when the giant purple fist wrapped in dazzling arc sparks smashed down, Irel chose to dodge.

"Bang"

The original pure white floor masonry was scattered and cracked by this brutal blow, and in the midst of the rubble, the black figure stopped to dodge, and Irel drew the hammer with his backhand, and the recurved hooves stretched out at this moment, causing her to jump into the air.

As a former Draenei, Irel is no stranger to the existence of golems, in fact, for the sparse number of stellar exiles, the use of golems instead of heavy manual work is already a tradition, although Irel is not a Draenei technician, but she has grown up with golems, and she can easily discern the greatest weakness of this Azeroth-style golem.

The control core exposed under the shell!

"It is necessary to strictly observe the discipline of the exhibition hall!"

Facing Iriel, who was wielding a war hammer falling from the sky, the huge Golem Curator raised his left arm and tried to block this attack, but the moment Irel was knocked away by the giant fist, her left hand flicked, and the dark red death energy was like a chain, and it was precisely buckled on the Curator's cracked chest, such a huge Golem was obviously impossible to be dragged over, so Irel was pulled to the side of the Golem at a fast speed.

"Hey! Fall! Big! ”

In Iriel's scream, the crystal war hammer wrapped in dark red energy smashed accurately into the control center of the golem's chest, this blow caused the crystal to be smashed out of the crack, but it was not shattered, on the contrary, the golem, which had a premonition of threat, burst out with its last power at this moment.

Sparks, arcs, and dangerous lights shone in the air, and the overloaded energy burst out from every crack in the curator's body, like an exploding electromagnetic bomb, an attack that was impossible to dodge, and Irel was smashed to the ground in the electric light, and behind her standing, the black armor of her whole body was wrapped with dazzling arcs.

"Refusal to surrender will lead to excesses!"

The golem, whose entire shell was wrapped in arc sparks, roared and swung its fists at the Death Knight in front of her, Irel moved her shoulders and looked at the threat in front of her, she spat on the bloody saliva in disdain, and took something from her waist with her backhand.

It was a skull glowing with blood, from a talon who had been hacked to death like a rabbit. Bloodseeker.

The huge shadow magic was extracted from the skull and wrapped around Iriel's body, like a storm of black mist, and like a spark of shadows, Iriel's body was covered in dark power, ordinary death knights could not use magic, but Irel was an exception, as a former Chosen of Light, even after death, she mobilized to continue her magic.

This has nothing to do with profession or combat skills, it is purely a matter of talent.

"Bang"

Iriel's hooves stretched out again, her body rushing into the air, the warhammer in her hand had been turned behind her back, her hands spread out, two dark green balls of destructive flames belonging to warlock magic wrapped around her palms, and in Iriel's shouts, two intensely corrosive flames pressed against the curator's chest.

"Bang"

The blue control core was completely shattered, and the powerful power contained inside suddenly exploded at this moment, this time it was the real explosion, the metal body of the giant golem blasted out in all directions in the explosion, and the disintegrating giant robot smashed into the wall behind it, and the explosion of the flame shattered the wall, and smashed into the battlefield behind with the death knight who was swept by the flames.

At the moment when the flames erupted, Nealas was being frantically suppressed by the elemental power of Naozu. Elan turned his head with difficulty, and saw that the flames that swept through the exhibition hall enveloped him, and the defensive magic that was being maintained was broken at this moment.

The violet-colored light curtain flickered, and Nao Zu's eyes flashed, and the staff in his hand pointed forward, and a ball of magma fire like a meteor converged into a fist, and it fell from the sky fiercely, smashing into the air above the last defensive barrier.

"Dangchang"

The sound of shattering glass made Neras. Elan's heart was shocked, as an archmage, he subconsciously used the flashing technique and left the position where he was attacked, and in the thick smoke of the battlefield, at the foot of his landing site, the curator's broken head shone with a dim light, and in the sparks of the cracked crystal, the curator's weak voice came.

"Curator... Stop it... Job... Make... Works"

"It's all at a disadvantage!"

Elan glanced back at the battlefield swept by the thick smoke, Neozu had already broken through all the defensive barriers, the combat power displayed by the great shaman was far beyond the imagination of the great mage, seeing the wind blown away by the shaman's invocation, Elan hesitated, turned around and walked to the depths of the exhibition hall.

He can't stop Naozu, he's realized it, and the most dangerous ones must be transferred!

But just as Elan took the third step, in the passage of fire and smoke in front of him, a Draenei figure stood up and stood in front of him.

Iriel's state at this time is very bad, no matter how talented she is, she was only an apprentice of the Holy Light Priest before her death, and she has received more than a month of actual combat training, which does not mean that she has become a perfect warrior, she still needs more sharpening, and most importantly, she couldn't completely dodge the explosion just now, the black plate armor was torn open and cracked, becoming tattered, exposing Iriel's beautiful posture to this battlefield.

Her face was covered in black ash, and her long white hair was messy, and she looked terrible, but the light in her dark red eyes was not extinguished.

She held the hammer in both hands and held it in the way of Neras. On the way out of Elan, looking at the ghost archmage in front of her, she remembered Mr. Tyrion's instructions before leaving, and the next moment, Irel spoke:

"Master Elan, right?"

"I brought Tyrion. Mr. Dawn's Blade's "Gift"! ”

"Tyrion?"

Neras. When Ellan heard the name, he subconsciously clenched the staff, he had dealt with the nasty Death Knight, if he was also involved...

"Boom"

Irel didn't give Elan much time, and launched an attack after speaking, she knew Elan's strength very well, so she didn't hold back as soon as she started, and those Naru shards embedded in the warhammer by the pygmy Ella burst out with a dim light, and when Irel swung the warhammer, the power of the void escaped in this passage.

This strange power made Archmage Elam's face change drastically, and he resolutely flashed to the other side of the passage again, he waved his hands, and a dazzling ring of fire was precisely applied to the pursuing Iriel.

The scorching flames imprisoned the Death Knight in place the moment she touched her, and the archmage's magic power and delicate manipulation made Irel lose her threat almost immediately, and the warhammer fell to the ground, but at the same moment, Elan's body was also struck by lightning from behind, causing him to change direction again.

At the moment when Neras appeared, Iriel's eyes sided, and she whispered:

"Samaru, it's your turn!"

"Huh"

A cold shadow burst out of Iriel's body at this moment, and it was vaguely seen that it was the soul of a Draenei woman, nourished by Iriel's death energy, she already had signs of resentment.

"Ahh

The piercing scream interrupted the spell casting of the caught Ellan off guard, and he turned back to see the wraith of a hideous-looking Draenei woman wielding its spiritual claws into the body of his same ghost.

The cold touch paralyzed Elan's body at this moment, and the anger of the sneak attack made the magic power of the archmage's whole body riot, and in the explosion of an arc-shaped purple magic storm, the body of this fragile resentful spirit was almost scattered, Elan's figure was divided into three in anger, and in the repeated entanglement of the opponents before and after, Eran had given up the plan to leave.

He's going to fight to the death.

"Ah, you have me off! I want you to know! Old dog... There are a few teeth too! ”