Grand Arcanist of Azeroth

Chapter 1 Here is Azeroth!
The radiance of magic enveloped the entire Quel'Thalas.

The evil long-toothed invaders, repelled by the great magic power, cannot harm the chosen ones inside.

The high elves who feel good about themselves live carefree in this rich land.

On a sunny afternoon, on the beach west of Fengxing Village, Herald seemed to be fishing calmly, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Seeing that he seemed to be deserting, the high elf boy next to him hurriedly reminded him.

"Brother, don't be in a daze anymore! This one looks like a big fish biting the bait!"

"Oh, I'm fine! Just thinking about something."

Herald, who came back to his senses, frantically operated, and finally caught the big fish that bit the hook.

It was a grouper with a length of nearly forty centimeters and many black spots on its body.

"Wow, such a big West Coast grouper!"

Looking at the cheering high elf youth, Herald shook his head speechlessly.

Just earlier, he was such an innocent boy.

However, in the next second, certain memories from the depths of his mind popped up, completely obliterating his youthful innocence, almost changing him into a different person.

When the memory matched the reality, Herald was deeply shocked!

Quel'Thalas, the high elves, Fengxing Village, and the youngest son of the Windrunner family in front of them are all pointing to a cruel reality.

This is the Azeroth in the memory, the Azeroth where half gods may perish!
On the surface, the high elves seem to be very safe.

They have a powerful Sunwell, which can open the magical defensive enchantment covering the kingdom all year round.

But the Sunwell, an inexhaustible source of magical energy, could be destroyed by some lurking mole.

In fact, even the magic defense enchantment itself has some loopholes.

Gul'dan, the great warlock of the orcs, successfully destroyed the rune stone and led people to wreak havoc in the forest.

Arthas led his army of undead to attack Silvermoon City, which the high elves were proud of, and polluted the Sunwell!
Although the two major events haven't happened yet, Herald, who has awakened the memory of the foreign world, is very anxious.

Randomly come to any big event, with his thin arms and legs, maybe he will confess it on the spot!

However, seeing the young elf who was watching the grouper on the west coast, Herald's tension eased a lot.

The elf boy Lilas has a great background, and he is also the number one character in the game.

He is the only male heir to the Windrunner family.

In the memory that Herald suddenly awakened, when Lilas was an adult, the orcs invaded, and then died very sadly.

It will take another five years for Rillas in front of him to hold his bar mitzvah.

In other words, there are still at least five years before the first major event occurs.

Herald decided to start cultivating hard today, striving to become an archmage within five years and a legend within 20 years.

Only with enough power can we survive the two major events!

At present, Herald is just a rookie who has just become a junior mage.

But the high elf's magic talent is very high, as long as he is willing to practice hard, it will not be a big problem to achieve this goal.

Now that he has awakened, he will naturally become a generation of super roll king and strive for great power.

This is not a conscious or unconscious thing.

He just wants to survive!

In order not to be hacked to death by the orc's big axe, you must practice hard every day and hold your destiny in your own hands!

Thinking of this, Herald stuffed the fishing rod to Rillas.

"Little brother, I give you this enchanted fishing rod. Be sure to work hard and strive to become a fishing master!"

"Ah, brother, will you stop fishing in the future?"

"Stop fishing, I'm a man who wants to become an archmage!"

Holding the enchanted fishing rod, Rillas stared blankly at Herald riding the white chocobo and leaving very freely.

"The man who became the archmage? Could it be that he wants to marry the archmage?"

After scratching his scalp, he sat down and continued fishing.

Now that Herald is no longer fishing, he decided to take the place of the competition and win the prize in the Silvermoon City Fishing Contest.

Looking back at Lilas who was fishing, Herald shook his head helplessly.

The attitude of lying down is the norm in the entire high elf society.

High elves all have this virtue, and it's useless to persuade them, and they basically won't work hard to cultivate.

Otherwise, this race would have been full of demigods, and legends would be inferior to dogs!

Herald firmly believes that hard work can change the tragic fate of the high elves.

The white chocobo ran past the edge of Fengxing Village, and ran into the forest path of Yinyue Forest familiarly, heading towards the Moon Temple.

Silvermoon Forest is the eerie place of ghosts in the game.

But at this point in time, it is still a vibrant forest.

The threatening beasts in the forest have been completely wiped out by the high elf rangers.

Wild animals such as bobcats and hares are the mainstream species in the forest.

Hares eat grass, bobcats eat hares, and high elves hunt bobcats, forming a stable and controllable ecological chain.

It has to be said that the high elves are still very talented in managing the forest!
A white chocobo running on two legs, its appearance is a little curious.

However, this is an excellent swift-level mount, and its performance is equivalent to a million-level good car.

Its manned running speed is much faster than the ostrich on the earth!
From Fengxing Village to Moon Temple, the distance is more than fifty kilometers.

However, in less than half an hour, the constantly rotating roof of the Moon Temple was already in sight.

Turning the corner of the road, the whole picture of the Moon Temple is revealed.

The Moon Temple is also a type of mage tower, and its main function is to train spellcasters.

This squat circular magical building is a typical white wall and red tiles with gold edging. It looks gorgeous and solemn, completely in line with the aesthetics of the high elves.

On the roof of the temple, several huge spheres floated at low altitude, simulating the route of the stars.

Consuming magical energy to levitate objects is undoubtedly a very extravagant act!

However, the high elves have the huge energy source of the Sunwell, and they don't care about spending a little more magical energy at all.

Apart from the Well of Eternity on the side of the night elves, there is no energy source that can match the Sunwell.

The magical energy stored in the Sunwell can even create real gods!
The Temple of the Moon is the magical power transfer node of the Sunwell.

It's not a big deal at all if you just squeeze a little wool down.

Feeling the strong magical energy in this area, Herald was filled with emotion for a moment.

Magic energy is the greatest wealth in this world.

Possessing a huge source of magical energy, the high elves are already at the upper level of the pyramid, second only to the night elves.

There is so much magical energy that there is nowhere to use it, this is the strength of the high elves!
A large number of mana dragons gathered around the temple, looking like a school of fish in the sea.

The mana dragon is a body of pure magical energy, and its shape is a bit like a translucent big loach with many tentacles.

These brainless mana dragons will not take the initiative to attack others.

They just wander around the temple, absorbing stronger magical energy than other areas.

Magical energy works on any creature.

But the mana dragon is definitely the species that benefits the most!

However, they have no self-awareness, and can only be used as a moving background board, which plays a limited viewing role.

The high elves who own the Sunwell don't care about these little guys collecting magical energy.

The arcane puppet standing at the entrance of the Moon Temple releases magic with a special frequency from time to time to expel the mana dragons approaching the entrance.

Seeing Herald approaching, the arcane puppet quickly stood a little by the door, and at the same time made a sideways gesture to invite in, showing a high level of intelligence.

In terms of puppet lore, the high elves are definitely second to none in Azeroth.

The inside of the Moon Temple was very quiet, and there were not many living people encountered along the way.

Whether lecturers or students, most of them have gone out wandering.

The free-range teaching and learning attitude made the Moon Temple, a magic school, completely free from the tense atmosphere of learning.

(End of this chapter)