Chapter 527: Modra, You Think Too Much (2/4)

At this moment, on the smallest island on the east side of the World Tree, hundreds of mages formed a circle of three:

The inner circle are the three archmages of Ansrem, Modra, and Ronin;

In the middle circle are more than twenty high-level mages;

The outer ring is a larger number of mid-level mages.

"Let's get started, two masters." Luo Ning said slightly respectfully.

"Let's get started. Didn't we promise Nicholas just to see the effect of the levitation spell? After all, a year later, Dalaran will also take off. With a faint smile on her face, Modra looked less like a mage and more like a cunning politician.

"Karazan's book collection is important, of course, but Dalaran's ascension is even more important. We couldn't have tested it with Dalaran, but thankfully Nicholas gave us the opportunity to test it. Ansrem smiled as well.

Hearing the words of the two parliamentarians, Luo Ning's heart was suddenly shocked:

He hadn't thought of this at all, could it be that this was the difference between the Archmage and Councillor Kenrito?

Today's lift-off, there won't be a problem, right?

The three archmages start casting, and then all the Kenrito mages start casting.

A series of mage aura shot out from the hands of the mages and the heads of the staffs, and then gathered in the very center, forming a white light cluster, which was composed of countless spell runes, and the power of hundreds of Kenrito mages was gathered in it.

Enough power to move an island!

Then, the light suddenly burst out, turning into a rotating pillar of light, and the surface of the pillar of light was one after another exquisite and mysterious spell runes.

Then, the pillars of light erupted, and those spell runes flew into the surroundings of the island, and the arcane crystals, the rune stone pillars, and finally all the arcane crystals and rune stone pillars were connected together by arcane rays, forming an even more huge floating magic circle.

A dazzling white light enveloped the entire island.

The next moment, the earth began to tremble, and islands rose from the ground!

In the midst of the people's astonished and stunned expressions, the islands, almost the size of a third of Lordaeron, slowly left the lake, and the water began to pour back, lapping at the gaps left by the island's absence.

When the island leaves the lake completely, a small whirlpool has formed in that area!

In the aura of magic that enveloped the entire island, the island continued to rise into the air, and some of the inhabitants standing on the island began to shout, some began to cry, some shouted excitedly, and some were completely stunned, unable to utter a word.

Ten meters, one hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters......

The island grew higher and higher until it rose into the clouds, but it was still under the canopy of the World Tree.

Eventually, the island circled the canopy and reached the top of the Sky Dome, and then slowly floated towards the center of the World Tree, startling a tree of griffins.

A map naturally opens, and the island begins to float towards the location marked on the map.

Directly below this location is the original location of the island.

The water and mud fell one after another, and the cubs of the owl beast, who were lying in the sun, flapped their wings and fled in panic, and then left the area under the comfort and guidance of Anvina.

The island slowly descended, crushing countless branches.

The foundation of Sky City is made up of countless branches and leaves, and although it is more than five hundred meters thick, there are actually countless gaps in between.

Under the pressure of the island, in some places the branches began to break, making room for the uneven bottom of the island.

It is this structure that is not so hard and strong, somewhat similar to a giant sponge, but ensures that the island does not fall apart due to different forces when it lands.

Finally, the island stopped moving and completely landed, and the first foundation of Sky City was finally completed!

In the middle of the island, the three archmages exhaled lightly, their faces showing joy.

Even if it was them, it was the first time to cast this kind of floating spell, although they had discussed it countless times in order to turn Dalaran into a floating city, but theory did not equal timing.

Finally, it worked!

"Take a break and move on!" The mages began to sit on the ground, meditate and rest, and regain their mana.

Hundreds of druids, including Broll Bearskin and Verinde, appeared, stood around the island, and magically spawned the World Tree, and the broken branches took root again, burrowing into the wet earth to hold the island in place.

A few months ago, Verinder and her werewolves had settled on Wolf Island in the Fenris Islands and planted a large amount of moonlit grass.

Under the influence of the moonlit grass, under the influence of the power of the emerald dream emanating from the World Tree, and even more under the influence of the power of the luna scythe, the human werewolves gradually stepped out of the shadow of their hearts and were able to freely switch between the three forms of humans, werewolves, and giant wolves.

And the ancient druid werewolves have slowly regained their identity as sickle-clawed druids.

Of course, they weren't welcomed by the Cenarion Council and the Night Elf race, and they couldn't return to Mount Hyjal, the Moonlit Glades, or other places ruled by the Night Elves, and gradually made it their home.

Now, under the leadership of Brower and Verinde, they use ancient druid spells to build their own city, their home.

The first small island was launched, of course, the shock was the greatest, and the next other islands were not so shocking, after all, the first time represented the unknown, the impossible, and more worrying.

On the first day, all five small islands were lifted into the air, and the entire level of Lake Lordamire was lowered by ten meters.

The next day, the largest island of Fenris began, but only partially, and the lake level dropped another ten meters.

Then the third day, the fourth day......

It wasn't until the fifth day that Fenris Castle and the land below finally rose into the air, and the entire surface of Lake Lordanmere had dropped fifty meters!

"The power of magic ......" a wealthy Lordaeron merchant groaned softly, secretly deciding:

Be sure to make your son a mage, a noble and powerful mage!

It's just that although his family property is enough for thousands of gold coins, he can completely make his son a mage apprentice of a middle-level mage or even a high-level mage, but in this way, I am afraid that there is not much money to buy magic books and spell casting materials for his son.

It's expensive to raise a mage!

Admission is just the beginning, the tuition fee is always a small head, and the fees under various names are so many that they can scare people to death!

"By the way, Riptide Castle has opened a magic school for only 5 gold coins a year! There are also two archmages who teach in person! There's also the chance to study in the legendary Karazhan! I've heard Master Karen say that even Archmage Dalaran wants to get his hands on Karazan's books! ”

Mage Karen was only a mid-level mage, but she became a guest of honor with a certain earl, and I heard that the annual remuneration was as high as three hundred gold coins!

If his son becomes a high-level mage one day, the speed of making money will definitely be much faster than his current self.

The rich merchant clenched his fists and finally made up his mind: he was going to take his son and his whole family to Riptide Castle!

Because his son was still young, only ten years old, it was impossible for him to let his son go to Riptide Castle alone, and he was not at ease.

Although he had been in business for twenty years in Lordaeron and had managed to gain a foothold, with three shops and thousands of gold in deposits, it would all shrink once he left, but so what?

He is not yet forty and can still fight.

Big deal, start all over again!

Twenty years ago, he came to Lordaeron with 10 silver coins in his arms, and slowly worked his way to the present day, with assets of thousands of gold coins.

Today, twenty years later, with these thousands of gold coins in his assets, the starting point is more than a hundred times better than back then?

And what is there to be afraid of?

He has money, experience, and connections!

And I heard that Archduke Nicholas was very strong in commerce, and the tax he collected was only half of that of Lordaeron, which was a rare opportunity. Maybe when he arrives at Riptide Castle, with his ability, he can make the business bigger and bigger than it is now, and lay the most solid material foundation for his son's path as a mage!

Thinking of this, the rich merchant turned around and left.

Because he knows that there are definitely people who think the same way as him.

If you sell the store now, you should be able to sell it for a lot of money, but if you wait for a few days and there are more people selling, I'm afraid it will be much cheaper.

The launch of the Fenris Islands has allowed hundreds of thousands of people to see the miracle of magic with their own eyes, to see the power of magic, I don't know how many people have planted the seeds of magic in their hearts, and I don't know how many people have embarked on the road of mages because of this.

Archmage Modra had been scheming and had anticipated this, expecting that more powerful people would send their children and a large amount of gold to Dalaran.

In the battle a year ago, Dalaran's mages lost fifty percent and were in dire need of fresh blood;

In order to rebuild Dalaran, in order to turn Dalaran into a floating city, Dalaran's treasure trove was almost exhausted, and all the years of accumulation were gone, and money was urgently needed to replenish it.

The apprenticeship and wealth that the Fenris Islands would bring to Dalaran was another important reason why Modra and Ansrem agreed to help Jiang Zheng, only a month later they found out that there were indeed thousands of mage apprentices on the Lordaeron continent, but less than thirty percent of them poured into Dalaran.

More than fifty percent, pouring into Riptide Fort!

This situation was something they did not expect.

Modra couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that all of this was the layout of the young Grand Duke?

What she didn't know was that Jiang Zheng just wanted to build a city in the sky, nothing more.