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Antonidas, the archmage of Dalaran and the leader of the Kirin Tor, is sitting in his study at the moment, studying a scroll that has just been delivered. The problem written on the scroll is very serious: Lordaeron

Another village on the border was razed to the ground by the dragon.

Antonidas reached out and rubbed his temples.

In the second war, the orc tribe received help from the red dragon, which was incredible.

Someone knocked gently on the door of his room. "Come in, Crassus." Antonidas called. His magic had already told him who would still come to him at such a late hour.

"You want to see me?" Crassus said. He walked into the study and closed the door behind him, deliberately appearing calm. Antonidas thought this was to keep him from being angry, but his approach failed.

"Yes." Antonidas answered, the two words almost spitting out from between his long white beard. "A few months, no! It should be almost a year, where have you been?"

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"I have something I must do." Crassus said evasively. He stepped forward and leaned on the edge of Antonidas' desk.

"Your own business? You serve the Kirin Tor, Krasus, and you should be reminded of this." Antonidas pointed out with a frown, "If you can't make time to perform your duties, maybe I will let others

Someone takes your place."

To his surprise, the thin mage in front of him lowered his head. "If that is really what you want, I will leave." Krasus said quietly. "But I prefer to stay here, and

I assure you, I have been keeping an eye on Dalaran and the Kirin Tor."

Antonidas crossed his arms and looked at him for a while, and finally nodded. He didn't want to let Krasus leave. This mysterious mage had unimaginable power and knowledge.

"Take a look at this." He said, placing the scroll in his hand in front of Crassus. Crassus read the content on it, his face gradually filled with fear and shock.

"Dragons!" Krasus shouted softly after he finished reading. The mage re-rolled the scroll and carefully placed it on the table, as if the scroll would attack him. "According to what I said about Red

Dragon research, they are not interested in war or bloodshed, they are just forced to serve the tribe, they..."

"I know." Antonidas interrupted him and looked at him with a strange look: "Crasus, you are an expert in dragon knowledge. Do you think there is any way to stop them?"

"I……"

A shrill alarm pierced the originally silent sky. The two mages looked at each other for a while. They knew what the sound meant - Dalaran was attacked. Krasus remained silent, while Antonidas tried to identify

Find out its source.

"The mysterious treasure room!" Antonidas finally said, his eyes widening. "Someone broke into the treasure room!"

The expression on Crassus's face at this moment was as surprised as his mood. The mysterious treasure room is located in the heart of the Violet Castle. It is protected by the most powerful magic ever invented by the mages. There are many hidden treasures in it.

Artifacts, and some things that although the mage himself cannot use, cannot be mastered by others.

The two nodded to each other and wordlessly teleported to the mysterious treasure room.

The world around them began to blur, and the room lined with books disappeared and was replaced by a huge stone chamber. Its floor and walls were roughly carved, and its ceiling was vaulted. This room had no windows.

, there is only one door. Except for an open space near the exit, the rest of the room is filled with partitions, boxes and bookcases, all of which are full of things.

Among those objects, there were several people standing. Antonidas squinted his eyes. Then, his senses detected the black halos surrounding their feet. But before they turned around and revealed the shining eyes under their hoods,

, Antonidas already knew the true identity of these creatures that crossed the barrier set up by the mage, and he was panicked by this.

"Death knight!"

The dead orcs use human corpses to rejuvenate themselves. The dark power possessed by these death knights is enough to make Antonidas highly vigilant, but how dare these guys come here!

They surrounded a figure, and the man in the middle was holding something in his hand. Antonidas focused on the object. It was very powerful, and its magic also gave people a feeling of familiarity. The death knight who led the group moved.

For a moment, he gently lifted the object in his hand, and the light reflected purple-red light on its facets, illuminating the entire room. Antonidas understood what kind of treasures could make the death knights ignore other things around them.

treasure.

"Eye of Dalaran!" Antonidas shouted. He raised one hand, cast a mysterious magic arrow, and used the other hand to summon other Kirin Tor members, trying to call some helpers, so

They won't be left alone because of the fatigue that inevitably occurs in a duel.

However, this was not a formal duel. The archmage's magic arrow hit a death knight in the torso, slamming him into the far wall. The hole in his chest was still smoking.

Another member of the Kirin Tor teleported to him, an elegant elf. Antonidas turned to look at Prince Kael'thas, his handsome face twisted with anger. The elf prince raised and spread his hands.

, a death knight in the room began to scream because of the severe pain, and his whole body was on fire.

"Kael'thas!" he roared. The Elf Prince turned around and looked at Antonidas with his captivating eyes.

"Don't let them teleport!" Antonidas shouted, unfolding the magic shield with one hand and blocking a death arrow coming towards him. The elf shook his head to clear his mind, and then nodded. He

He looked at the intruders with angry eyes and moved his hands to cast spells.

The leader shouted: "Death Knights, come to me!" He raised the Eye of Dalaran in his hand. The remaining few people followed his instructions and formed a circle with their backs to the leader to protect him.

Just as Kael'thas' chanting of the spell was about to end, a rolling black shadow appeared above the invaders. The Eye of Dalaran glowed, and the black shadow was mixed with a little purple. The shapes of the death knights began to appear.

It became blurry. They escaped with only this time. Kael'thas cursed in Elvish.

The death knights left, but that didn't mean they were the only ones. Antonidas also cast a teleportation spell. He changed it slightly so that he could teleport to the same place as the death knights. In an instant, Antonidas found himself

Standing on a wide terrace. This is one of the upper floors of the Violet Castle. The death knights gathered on one side, and their leader stood proudly in the middle, holding the Violet Eye in his mailed hand. Kara

Suss, Kael'thas and several others followed.

This time, Kael'thas and Antonidas were prepared. They had spells ready in their hearts and on their lips. The death knight leader turned around and glared at Antonidas sinisterly.

The Archmage smiled softly.

"This terrace can block your teleportation spells. You have nowhere to escape." Antonidas shouted, he was ready to capture these death knights, or kill them, leaving only a question so that the Kirin Tor could

Learn why these people are here.

"Maybe," the leader said softly. "But if we can fly away, what can you do?"

While he was saying this, a gust of wind blew up behind him, passing through the entire terrace, making Antonidas unsteady on his feet. A rustling sound followed, and the sound gradually became louder, and then darkness descended to the terrace.

Everyone in the Kirin Tor looked up and saw a huge figure hovering in the sky. Its black wings blocked almost all light. Only the flames in its body could make it clear. On its metallic face,

Its golden-red eyes stared downward. Antonidas could almost feel his heartbeat, and his clothes were soon soaked with sweat.

"Foolish humans, do you really think it's just us?" the leader of the death knights said with a laugh. Antonidas had never seen such a huge dragon in his life, and at this moment it was flying towards the terrace.

Krasus's face gradually turned pale, and he softly spoke the name of the black dragon: "Deathwing."

When he heard someone calling his name, the powerful black dragon turned his head and stared at Krasus. The mage did not flinch, but Antonidas staggered back two steps, looking very uneasy.

Deathwing! Here?

Talon Bloodfiend had already sat on Deathwing's back when they were shocked. "I've got what I want. Let's go!"

Antonidas suddenly regained his composure. He subconsciously threw a lightning bolt at the black dragon, but it bounced off the opponent's metal head. Only then did the Archmage realize how ridiculous his attack just now was. Kael'thas

and other mages shook their heads, they did not dare to attack. If this black dragon was angered, it would most likely reduce the entire Violet Castle to ashes.

Antonidas cursed as he watched the other death knights mount the dragon's back and fly away from their sight. His heart was filled with disappointment. He and other members of the Kirin Tor were entrusted with protecting this city.

The city and the people who live here, but tonight he failed. He stared at the stars, searching for traces of the invaders, but they had all left long ago, and took away the Eye of Dalaran, the most powerful in the mage city.

One of the artifacts.

Lordaeron

'How interesting.' Nathanos thought to himself as he was looking through the messages sent from Stormwind City. Others, Uther, Turalyon and Khadgar were on the other side discussing about Medivh.

The book was stolen.

Originally, he was supposed to participate, and Turalyon also expressed his welcome to join the alliance, but it would take some time for Nathanos to get used to integrating with this group.

"One guard's skull was smashed, another had a severed spear inserted into his neck, and what about the last one?" Nathanos focused on the dead librarian. "This man is too dead."

It's strange, why didn't he hear anything outside the library? He should have screamed to attract the attention of the people around him. But he didn't, or even ran away! It was more like he was killed by a sneak attack. Could it be that...'

"Nathanos?" Turalyon called, turning around to find the others looking at him.

"This is the third time you've read those reports. Did you find anything?"

"Indeed!" Nathanos put down the documents in his hands and came to the crowd. "I guess there may be more than one group of enemies who went to the Royal Library that night."

Turalyon and Khadgar looked at each other and asked, "To be clear, do you mean that those three people died at the hands of different people?"

Nathanos nodded and pointed out: "If I guess correctly, the first person to die was the librarian. He was attacked by someone. Maybe the murderer took advantage of him when he turned around for borrowing books or some other reason.

There was very little movement and the guards didn't notice it. Then, the second group of intruders showed up and killed the guards."

This was a bold guess, but there were obvious doubts on the faces of Turalyon and others. Nathanos leaned on his desk with one hand, staring at the model of Watchfort, and then said: "Their goals are all Medi

The Book of Wen, because only that one treasure was lost in the entire library, but apparently the murderer who killed the administrator took it away, and the person who showed up later came late."

Khadgar's thoughts became clearer, "In other words, the intruders who killed the guards are probably still looking for the first murderer."

"Medivh's apprentices are indeed very smart!" Nathanos said to Khadgar, but the other party turned a blind eye to this compliment. He was very anxious now. No one present was more familiar with the importance of the Book of Medivh than him.

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"Then we must also find the first person!" Turalyon declared, but he suddenly frowned. "But, we have no clues."

"Of course!"

Everyone's eyes were once again fixed on Nathanos, especially Khadgar. He almost asked what the clue was, but he suppressed his excitement and remained calm.

"At least it is certain that the first person has a lot of identity, because he can enter and leave the Royal Library of Stormwind City. Furthermore, you can think about why that person stole this book!"
To be continued...