Chapter 409: The Guardian
After a long time, Anyang stood up. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Athevi immediately followed suit.
An Yang glanced at her, but his eyes were in a trance, as if he saw her being brutally grabbed by an orc two or three meters tall and full of muscles, twisting her neck with a click, or being sent to a cage.
After a pause, he squeezed out a friendly smile and said, "I want to walk around." ”
Athevi bowed her head and replied softly, "As you wish, Master Mage." ”
An Yang nodded, and walked down.
There are wheat fields, mills, waterwheels, the lakeside, the smell of grass and earth, and the huge scarecrows in the wheat fields, whose hideous features can only be seen when you get closer. Anyang knew that this was actually an ingenious killing machine, a wheat field puppet, but it had lost its power and turned into a real scarecrow that could not move.
He passed by the civilians who were hoeing the weeds, most of them dressed in shabby clothes, with tired faces bearing signs of time and toil, but their eyes were peaceful, and at the same time they paid the most sincere respect to him as a mage,...... and fear.
He thinks as he goes, because there is no clear mission goal in this mission world, so he acts quite freely, he can stand on either side and do anything, and even hide in a corner and wait for the end of the plot, but time travel is precious after all, and he needs to experience and gain.
Either like the mages of this world, take this time and space travel as a journey, pay attention to experience, gain wisdom and knowledge, and life insights, or you have to seriously consider what you want to gain in this world, what to do, and how to strive for it.
Until it gets dark.
……
A house in the village was lit by torches, and many villagers gathered inside, and the elders mobilized the villagers to prepare a "sumptuous" dinner for him, which was actually some wheat cakes and jerky, but it was already hearty for them, and of course, the main thing was home-brewed rum and ale.
The atmosphere gradually warmed up, and the villagers were completely relaxed after a long period of accumulated fatigue, and they cheered and shouted, like a party for the lower classes.
An Yang held the wine glass and stayed in such a noisy environment without any discomfort.
The faces around were unfamiliar, with obvious traces of poverty and fatigue, like vicissitudes, but without the experience of a wise man, only wrinkles and ravines and potholes remained, blue eyes became cloudy with age, white skin became dull, and the already more well-defined face became more and more three-dimensional.
For the yellow race, such faces are very unfamiliar, with a strong exotic style, and it may be difficult to adapt, but the smiles on their faces dilute the rustiness, so that even a person who is not familiar with the world can blend in safely.
They didn't dance, they didn't have fine wine glasses, they didn't have scantily clad dancers, and even their cleanest clothes were no match for the ornate robes of the nobility or the elaborate leather armor, but that didn't stop them from feeling excited, not to mention that they had a noble mage as a guest.
With a bang, flames erupted in all directions, causing a burst of exclamation.
An Yang smiled and withdrew his mana, and the flames were extinguished, but the amazed gazes around him did not diminish in the slightest.
It wasn't until those eyes turned to awe, and they took pride in being able to drink with a powerful mage, that the atmosphere crept to a climax.
"Honorable mage guests!"
"Oh!"
The villagers raised their glasses and let the wine spill out.
An Yang also smiled, raised the cup in his hand like a draft beer cup, and bowed.
"Thank you for your kindness, it will be something I will never forget."
"So, let's toast to our honored mage guests!"
"Cheers!"
The crowd cheered and poured a big gulp of the wine from the glass, and the simple peasants seemed to have suddenly become drunkards.
An Yang showed a hint of a smile, he even saw that Etherway's father drank too violently because of drinking, and the yellow wine flowed down his beard, but he didn't care about burping, just raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve and didn't care, looking satisfied.
Athevi sat alone, taking a small sip from a small cup, peeking at him from time to time, and if any other young man tried to approach her while he was drunk, she would be strongly warned by her father.
This extremely simple reception was nominally to entertain the Venerable Mage, but more of it belonged to them, and entertaining Anyang was just an excuse, and this group of low-class civilians who were tired and had no entertainment had been looking forward to such a relaxing event for a long time.
It wasn't until late at night that the party was over, and most of the people were already drunk.
The mana on An Yang's body easily dissipated the desire to drink, he calmly put down the cup, called the elder aside, and his face gradually became solemn.
"Elder, I want to tell you something."
"Master, what do you want to say?"
"I'd like to say that I have the power of prophecy, and I just foresaw a catastrophe befall Azeroth in a few days, starting with the Wild West, and if you don't leave, the entire village will be swept away."
The elder was stunned, and the wine on his somewhat blushing and wrinkled face was swept away.
"Master Mage, I hope you're joking!"
"No, Elder, I mean it, and it's a thank you and a gift from me for your warmth."
The elder's expression was a little hesitant: "Master Mage, now that the entire continent is at peace, and the Guardian is the most powerful, how can there be a disaster, and what should we do in the event of a disaster, do you want us to leave this village where we have lived for a hundred years?" Our grain is still in the fields! ”
An Yang frowned and said, "Elder, my prophecy will not be wrong, but I just tell you that the decision is up to you, and I will not force you, but if you are not willing to leave, you are likely to all pay the price of your lives." ”
The elder nodded and said solemnly, "I'll think about it." ”
An Yang nodded, and said that's it.
His lodging tonight was at Ethwe's house, and because Ethive's father insisted that it was his honor to entertain such an honored guest, he took the name of Ethequi being the first to see Anyang, and obtained the accommodation in Anyang in the midst of the scramble, which made him laugh and cry.
To be honest, the accommodation here is not good, although because of the dry climate, there is no damp smell, but it does not smell very good, the walls around are surrounded by wood and stone, the head is a low thatched roof, the bed is also hard, it is better to set up a tent by yourself, or sleep in an off-road vehicle.
It's just that people are kind-hearted, and he really has no qualifications to dislike it, and he can't use his own standards to live up to the kindness and simplicity of others.
An Yang feels that the spirit of the mage in this world is still worth learning, even if he is strong, he is not arrogant, he maintains humility and gentleness towards everything, and strives to make himself always learn with awe, and regards everything as an experience to enrich his wisdom.
……
At this time.
Anyang sat cross-legged on the bed, studying the plot and spells at the same time.
The system says that the general plot is based on the movie, and a few details refer to the game, and although the movie does not reveal much, the specific setting and macro background still refer to the game, in this way, the power system of this mission world is not high, at least he may not be able to cope with it.
Not to mention Sargeras, who has the power to destroy the planet, all kinds of legendary characters, even the guardian Medivan is difficult to deal with. In the game, Medivan was corrupted by evil energy, controlled by Sargeras, fighting against his righteous personality, and was finally eliminated by Khadgar and Lothar while he was chanting spells, so he didn't have many chances to make a move, but in fact Medivan was a very powerful mage.
This brings us to the Guardian profession, as well as the concepts of the Council of Tiris, Kenrito, and Alodi.
The Council of Tirisfa is a mage organization quietly established in Azeroth to fight against the demonic forces represented by the Burning Legion. The Council of Six was an offshoot of the Council of Tirisfar, and later became the leader of the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran in its own right.
In the original book, the council will select the most potential mages to serve as guardians from time to time, and inject supreme mana into them, but in the movie, Kenrito appoints guardians instead, I don't know whether to respect the original book or apply the movie in this world.
Alodi's function is similar to that of a Guardian, that is, the mysterious mage that Khadgar meets in Kenrito in the second half of the movie, and Alodi in the original book is the original Guardian, a male half-elf mage, who invented the method of imparting mana knowledge and giving it to others, thus creating the Guardian profession.
Worshipped by all life in Azeroth, the Guardians are tasked with resisting the invading forces of other worlds, while maintaining the balance between darkness and light. They possess supreme magic and wisdom, passed down from generation to generation, and by the time they arrived at Medivan's mother, they were already the most powerful humans in all of Azeroth, and even once "defeated" the powerful final boss Sargeras.
Not to mention the power and knowledge that Medivin himself inherited through rituals, he also has the power to travel through the world, and has traveled around to seek wisdom and knowledge, and is known as the Astral Mage, whose power is by no means comparable to Anyang, and even easily shakes off the power system of the Shenzhou Continent.
And this world is also the mysterious and powerful Naru, the Burning Legion's Akmund, Kil'Gardan, the guardian dragon, the demigod, and the Burning Legion boss Sargeras, who is too powerful to resist in the void, and so on......
So he can't crisscross this world, and his strength is far from enough to push the orc legion or Azeroth, and he has to expect that those existences that have nothing to do with the plot of the movie will not appear, otherwise he will likely be passive.
An Yang thought about it and gradually narrowed his eyes.
When he opened it again, there was already a little light shining through the cracks in the window.
He waved his hand, and invisible mana pushed the window open.
It is said that it is a window, but it is actually a window panel nailed up by a pile of wooden boards or whole wooden posts, which can be lowered to block the wind, but also to block the light, and this is the only light in this dark room, once it is pushed open, it is a real window, not even an iron window frame.
The undulating silhouettes of the high peaks in the distance are clearly visible, and the sky is white, indicating that it will be a good day.
With a wave of his other hand, An Yang erected the pillar of the window to support the heavy window.
There was a crisp and distant sound of striking iron in the distance, the hoarse and empty cries of night crows, the dim lights of the very scattered houses in turn, and the faint smoke rising from the rooftops, and the villagers got up early, not knowing if the ones with the hangover last night were not included.
Athevi also woke up early, her figure busy by the fire, and from time to time there was the sound of metal utensils clanging, and Anyang could pinpoint her position without pushing the door open, and by the way, she could smell the smell of toast, butter, and jerky.
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