After a long time, Anyang stood up.

Athaway immediately stood up.

Anyang looked at her, but his eyes became dazed, as if he had seen her being caught by an orc who was two or three meters tall and covered with muscles. He broke his neck with a click, or sent it into a cage.

After a pause, he squeezed out a friendly smile and said, "I want to walk around."

Athaway lowered her head and replied softly: "As you wish, Master Mage."

Anyang nodded and headed down.

There are wheat fields, mills, water wheels, lakesides, grass and soil, and huge scarecrows in the wheat fields. Only when you get closer can you see their hideous facial features. Anyang knows that this is actually an exquisite killing machine - a wheat field puppet, which just turns into a real scarecrow who cannot move due to loss of power.

He passed by the civilians who were weeding. Most of them were worn out in shabby clothes, with fatigued faces with traces of time and hardship, but their eyes were very peaceful. At the same time, they gave him the most sincere respect,... and fear.

He thought while walking. Because this mission world does not have a clear mission goal, he is quite free to act. He can stand on any side and do anything, or even hide in a corner and wait for the end of the plot. However, time and space shuttle are precious after all, and he needs to experience and gain.

Either like the mage in this world, treating this time and space shuttle as a journey, focusing on experience, gaining wisdom and knowledge, and life insights, or you have to seriously consider what you want to gain, do, and how to strive for it.

Until the sky gradually darkened.

...

A house in the village was illuminated by torches, and many villagers gathered in it. The elders mobilized the villagers to prepare a "sourcing" dinner for him, which was actually some wheat cakes and jerky, but this was already very rich for them. Of course, the most important thing was homemade rum and ale.

The atmosphere gradually warmed up, and the villagers had been experiencing a long time of fatigue at this time. They cheered and shouted, like a party for the lower classes.

Anyang held the wine glass and stayed in such a noisy environment without any discomfort.

The faces around were very strange, with obvious traces of poverty and fatigue. They were like vicissitudes, but they lacked the experience of wise men. Only wrinkles and gullies were left. The blue eyes became turbid under the years, the white skin became darker, and the face with a clearer outline became more three-dimensional.

For yellow people, such faces are very strange. They have a strong foreign style and may be difficult to adapt to, but the smiles on their faces dilute the unfamiliarity, allowing even people who are not familiar with the world to be safely integrated into it.

They had no dances, no fine wine glasses, no exposed dancers, even if they changed into their cleanest clothes, they were not as good as the nobles' gorgeous robes or carefully crafted leather armor, but this could not stop their emotional enthusiasm at all, not to mention that they had a noble mage as a guest.

With a bang, the flames ignited around, causing a burst of exclamation.

Anyang smiled and retracted his magic power, and the flames also went out, but the gazes around him did not diminish at all.

Until these eyes turned to awe and were proud of drinking with the mage who had powerful power, the atmosphere suddenly reached its climax.

"Deserving and honorable mage guest!"

"oh!"

The villagers all raised their cups in their hands and let the wine sway and spilled out.

Anyang also smiled, raised the cup in his hand that looked like a beer cup, and bowed and bowed.

"Thank you for your enthusiasm, this will be unforgettable for me for my life."

"Then, let us toast to the noble mage guest!"

"cheers!"

Everyone cheered and poured the wine in the glass hard. The simple farmers seemed to have suddenly become drunks.

Anyang showed a smile. He even saw Athaway's father drinking too hard, and the yellow wine flowed down his beard. However, he burped indifferently, just raised his hand and wiped it with his sleeve and ignored it, looking satisfied.

Athaway sat alone next to her, holding a small cup and drinking in small sips, and peeking at him from time to time. If other young people tried to approach her while drinking, they would immediately be strongly warned by her father.

This extremely simple cocktail party was nominally intended to entertain the noble mage, but it belonged to them more. Inviting Anyang was just an excuse. This group of tiring and no entertainment activities were expected to be such a relaxation activity for a long time.

It was not until late at night that the cocktail party ended, and most people were already drunk.

Anyang's magic power easily eliminated the alcohol. He calmly put down his cup and called the elder aside, and his face gradually became solemn.

"Senior, I want to tell you one thing."

"Master, what do you want to say?"

"I want to say that I actually have the ability to predict, and I just foresee that a disaster will come to Azeroth within a few days. The first thing I bear is the western wilderness. If you don't leave, all the people in the entire village will be swept away."

The elder was stunned for a moment, and the wine on his face, which was flushed and covered with wrinkles, was swept away.

"Master, I hope you are kidding!"

"No, elder, I am serious, and this is my thanks and gift to you."

The elder's expression was a little hesitant: "Master, the whole continent is now peaceful, and the Guardian is at its most powerful time. How can a disaster come? And what should we do if we encounter disasters? Do we want us to leave this village that has lived for a hundred years? Our food is still in the fields!"

An Yang frowned and said, "Elderly, my prophecy will not be wrong, but I just tell you that the decision lies with you. I will not force you, but if you are unwilling to leave, you will probably all pay the price of your life."

The elder nodded and said solemnly: "I will consider it."

Anyang nodded, and said that.

His residence tonight was at Athaway's home. Because Athaway's father insisted that it was his honor to entertain such a noble guest, he obtained the accommodation qualification for Anyang in the midst of the competition for everyone, which made him laugh and cry.

To be honest, the accommodation conditions here are not good. Although the climate is dry and there is no trendy smell, it is not very pleasant. The surrounding walls are surrounded by wood and stone. The top of the head is a low thatched roof, and the bed is also hard. It is better to set up a tent yourself or sleep in an off-road vehicle.

It’s just that others are kind-hearted, and they really don’t have the qualifications to dislike them, and they cannot use their own standards to let down other people’s kindness and simplicity.

Anyang feels that the spirit of the wizard in this world is still worth learning. Even if it is strong, it is not arrogant. It maintains humility and gentleness to treat everything, strives to always learn with awe, and regards everything as an experience that enriches one's wisdom.

...

at this time.

Anyang sat cross-legged on the bed, studying the plot and spells.

The system says that the plot is roughly based on the movie, with a few details referring to the game. Although the movie does not show much, the specific settings and macro background are still referring to the game. In this way, the power system of this mission world is not too high, at least he may not be able to deal with it.

Not to mention Sargeras, who possesses the power of destruction of the planet, it is difficult for all kinds of legendary figures, even the guardian Medivh. In the game, Medivh was corrupted by evil energy and controlled by Sargeras. He fought against his righteous personality. In the end, he was also defeated by Kardag and Lothar while he was chanting the spell, so he did not have many chances to take action, but in fact Medivh is a very powerful mage.

Here we will talk about the profession of Guardians, as well as the concepts of the Tirisfa Parliament, Kenreto, and Alodi.

The Tirisfa Parliament was a wizard organization quietly established in Azeroth in order to fight against the demonic forces represented by the Burning Legion. The Kerryt Six-member Parliament was a branch of the Tirisfa Parliament, and later became the leadership of the magic kingdom Dalaran.

In the original work, the Council will regularly select the most potential mages as guardians and inject supreme mana into them. However, in the movie, Kenretto appointed the guardians. I don’t know whether to respect the original work or apply the movie in this world.

Alodi's functions are similar to those of the Guardian, which is the mysterious mage that Kadega met in Kenreto in the second half of the movie. Alodi in the original work is the first guardian, a male half-elf mage. He invented the method of giving mana knowledge and giving to others, thus creating the career of Guardian.

The Guardians are worshipped by all the lives of Azeroth. They shoulder the responsibility of resisting other world invading forces, and at the same time maintaining the balance between darkness and light. They bear supreme mana and wisdom, passed down from generation to generation, and are stronger than each generation. By the time of Medivh's mother, they were already the most powerful human beings in Azeroth, and even "defeated" the powerful final boss Sargeras.

Not to mention the power and knowledge that Medivh himself inherited through rituals, he also possesses the power to travel through the world, and has traveled around to seek wisdom and knowledge. He is called the Astral Master. His power is by no means something that Anyang can do to resist, and he even easily get rid of the power system of the China Continent.

In this world, there are the mysterious and powerful Naru, Archmond, Kiljadan of the Burning Legion, the guardian dragon, the demigod, and the BOSS Sargeras, who is so powerful that it is irresistible in the void, etc.

So he can't stand in this world, and his strength is far from enough to push the Orc Legion or Azeroth. He also expects that those existences that have nothing to do with the plot of the movie will not appear, otherwise he will likely be passive.

Anyang thought about it and gradually narrowed his eyes.

When he opened it again, light was already shining through the gaps in the window.

He waved his hand and the invisible mana pushed the window open.

It is called a window, but it is actually a window panel nailed by a pile of wooden boards or a whole wooden pillar. It can hide the wind when put down, but it will also block the light. Moreover, this is the only light-transmitting place in this dark room. Once it is pushed open, it will be a real window, without even an iron window frame.

The ups and downs of the high and dangerous peaks in the distance are clearly visible, and the sky is covered with white white, indicating that it seems that today will be a good weather.

Anyang waved his other hand from the air and stood up the pillar of the window to support the thick window panel.

The crisp and distant ironclad sound came from the distance, the hoarse and empty cry of the night crows, the dim lights lit up in the very scattered houses, and the faint smoke rose from the roof. The villagers got up very early, not knowing that the bags included those who had been hungover last night.
Chapter completed!