Chapter 449 Erasti's Notes

Anyang held the legendary staff of Atiyesh Guardian, regarded it as a stick, waved it lightly before stopping, and carefully looked at this stick, which was called a chicken leg stick because of its shape, and because of the user. The legendary staff whose name is known as the Staff of Medivh.

This staff is very thick and long. Anyway, it is completely different from the delicate and short staff of the magical girl in the cartoon. It has a rough appearance, like a whole section of old tree branches or roots. Its diameter is larger than that of a human. The arms are still thick, nearly two meters long, revealing a kind of simple and vigorous meaning.

Just like its alias, at the top of the staff there is a staff head with a large upper and a lower small shaped like a chicken leg. There are countless lines on it, and a lifelike carving of a crow is standing above the staff head, and you can vaguely feel the mystery contained in it. Law and arcane energy.

In general, this Staff of Etiies is much more refined and real than in the game, and its appearance is not as vulgar as the chicken leg staff sounds. Instead, it has a mysterious charm all over its body, which is similar to that of Gandalf, the mage in the Lord of the Rings. The staff is a bit similar, um, just don't know if it can be used to knock people.

Anyang touched it and flicked it with his fingers again, feeling that this staff should not be as hard as steel...

After many experiments, he finally determined that this staff really has a good effect.

For example, using it as a medium can speed up the concentration of power and increase the accuracy and stability of the power structure, but it is a magic wand after all.

And these two effects are not only effective for arcane magic energy, but even mana.

If the arcane magic energy is replaced, the increase brought by this staff should be even greater.

It is a pity that the spells in the world of Shenzhou are mainly issued by the combination of incantations and fingerprints. Although there is also a guiding process of mana, it is similar to the guidance and convergence of arcane energy when the magicians of Azeroth cast magic, but the specific aura structure and spells. The models are all completed in the body, relying on one's own familiarity and understanding of the Dao to determine whether the speed is accurate or not, and does not need to use a staff to increase the effect of the spell.

That is, unless he starts practicing the magic of Azeroth, or finds a magic-like power, the staff will be of no use to him!

Is he going to start learning the magic of Azeroth?

Or is he going to use this legendary staff as a thick stick?

Anyway, Anyang never thought of returning this staff to Dalaran or the Council of Tirisfal.

Just as he was thinking, there was a sound of light footsteps behind him. He hurriedly put the staff in his pocket, turned around and saw Khadgar, who was drowsy, rubbing his head and shaking his head to keep himself awake. He walked step by step, this state is a bit like a headache after a hangover.

"Prophet, how long have I slept?"

"It's almost a day, the sunlight outside has been swallowed up, and I don't know the exact time."

Khadgar glanced at the tome beside him and said, "Have you been reading magic books all this time?"

Anyang smiled very amiably: "Yes, I am very interested in the magic of your world, just right, I also need to watch you wake up."

Khadgar was immediately moved and said sincerely, "Thank you for taking care of me during the time I was in a coma!"

"You're welcome." Anyang smiled and muttered while pinching his finger prints. He cast a dead tree's spring technique. The faint mana turned into pure life force and poured into Khadgar's body. He cast another soothing technique before continuing. Smiling, "Do you feel better now than before?"

Khadgar put down his hand rubbing his head, looked at his body in amazement, and said, "I feel refreshed now, never been this great, and my head that was groggy is also clear, it's really a miracle magic."

Anyang nodded, pointed to the huge spiral staircase in the center of the magic tower, and said, "What are you going to do with this tower?"

Khadgar was stunned for a moment, then looked at Anyang.

one second...

two seconds...

The two smiled at each other.

It seems that some agreement has been reached at this time.

Anyang suddenly felt that this nerd was not so dumb, but he thought about it. It seems that in the original book, after Medivh's death, Khadgar, who was already an archmage at the time, occupied the Karazhan Tower and occupied everything inside. For his own sake, not only occupying, but also moving out.

Only now, he has stepped in again.

Moreover, Khadgar at this time was not the Archmage in the original book, and he had nothing to do with the Tirisfal Council, nor with the Kirin Tor. Now he is a betrayal, a nerd, a A very good deceive, very good control of the little mage.

Anyang pursed his lips and said, "If that's the case, then this tower will belong to you in the future. My mission here has been completed. Gul'dan, who possesses fel energy, is under the threat of Durotan, and the corrupted Medivh has been killed. Killed, and because he was killed in the flesh, we also sent Sargeras's soul into hell by chance, which was an unexpected surprise, and there was nothing else I needed to do."

After a pause, he continued: "I won't stay in this world for too long. In the days to come, I just want to quietly study the interesting arcane magic system of your Azeroth and seek your sages. During this time, if someone wants to disturb you and challenge your sovereignty over the Karazhan tower left by your teacher, I will come forward to solve them, and in return, you just need to open up the knowledge in the tower to me read permission."

Khadgar quickly panicked: "Prophet, you have done so much for Azeroth, I don't think any place can refuse you, for a mage who seeks truth, this knowledge is my greatest thanks to you. ."

Anyang's face was calm, but there was a chill in his heart.

Why do I feel so fake...

Khadgar added: "Then please, Prophet, if you see something you like, you can take it. As the most powerful guardian, Medivh has many good things treasured.  … Now go to the top of the tower and have a look."

Anyang quickly grabbed him: "Don't go there!"

"why?"

"After Medivh's death, the huge power in his body spilled out, and the space has been torn apart. Now the top of the tower is full of space cracks, and everything is being slowly swallowed by the distorted void. You may be in danger if you go."

"Then... what about the guardian's body?"

"It has also been swallowed up by the Twisting Void!"

Khadgar glanced at him, then fell silent.

Anyang patted him on the shoulder and said, "I think Medivh's death will not only provoke the Twisting Void, but also bring about a huge curse. We must take out the important things here before the curse completely falls, or you have Strong enough to stay here."

Card took a deep breath and nodded.

Anyang walked out slowly, summoned the armor at the same time, and suddenly rose into the sky.

He came to the nearest place where there were people, hired a group of people with a lot of money, and let them come to the "cursed Karazhan" to "turn over the books" for him, and strive to convert all the ancient books in Karazhan with mechanical eyes before he was really cursed. Scan the image and store it in the biochip.

That's right, the task of these people is to keep turning the books and let the mechanical eyes scan and record the pictures of the ancient books.

When the group arrived, Khadgar was severely surprised, but he soon quieted down and said no more.

Anyang said that he was a disciple of Medivh and should inherit the sovereignty of Karazhan and everything in the magic tower, but that was just Anyang's courtesy.

He was indeed a trainee guardian, but he had given up his oath very early, which was equivalent to betraying his teacher Medivh, and he was not the archmage in the original book, but was chosen by Alodi just by chance. , And by chance, he defeated Medivh's magic elementary school apprentice.

He knew very well that he would never be able to occupy Karazhan without someone's help.

The Kirin Tor or the Council of Tirisfal will take back this tower and everything in it, citing the Guardians as their source.

They dared not do this when Medivh was alive, but now that Medivh is dead, few people in this world can stop them.

Perhaps Lothar, who has a lot of troops in his hands, is a good choice. If he can get Lothar's help, he should be able to occupy this place, but now that a powerful and mysterious prophet is taking the initiative to help him, why should he go to the trouble of finding Lothar? As for Sa, all he has to pay is to open the reading rights here. Anyway, no matter what method Anyang uses to read magic books, there will be no shortage of these books, and they will belong to him at that time.

For Khadgar, these books and knowledge are undoubtedly his most valuable possessions.

...

Anyang sat on the window frame of the upper half of the tower.

Because it is very high here, a few strands of dim clouds float not far away, as if you can touch it with your tentacles, the windows are open, and the wind is blowing constantly around you. In terms of the power of chaos, this is really a rare place to live.

There are still some birds and beasts passing by, but I am afraid that no one will dare to set foot on this land before long.

All of this is really telling him what kind of existence the Guardian is!

And what he had just led Khadgar and Lothar to kill was a man who possessed a power that was far beyond his reach now.

Anyang shook his head slightly, facing the slightly cold evening wind, put aside all his thoughts, and continued to read this heavy ancient book.

This ancient book has a cowhide cover with intricately carved patterns on it, bordered with gold, and embellished with gorgeous rubies and sapphires. Not to mention the wealth of knowledge recorded in it, the value of the book itself is enough to make ordinary families. No worries about food and clothing.

On the cover was a string of squiggly letters written in black, twisted handwriting, the language of Azeroth.

It translates to-

Erasti Notes.

It is an introductory meditation method for practicing magic, and it is the best meditation method in Azeroth.

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