Rise of the blood elves

352【Real Gambler】

On the field, Elisande and the mysterious female magic swordsman Aluriel were already in place.

The game management only needs to clean up the traces left by the battle before the game can begin.

Elisande's little fireball without fireworks just now made a big crater on the field.Assistants hurriedly used magic to fill in the potholes and restore the white stone floor.

This is a very common situation, and the playing field will inevitably suffer some damage during the duel.

Although the tournament management is fully capable of keeping the venue intact during the battle, no matter how fierce the fighting is.But they never do.In contrast, the audience would rather see the sight of spells hitting each other, flying sand and rocks, filling the sky with earth and rocks, destroying the sky and destroying the earth, and enjoy the unparalleled visual impact, rather than fighting back and forth without even a single floor tile. Boom.

On the other hand, the auditorium was completely immersed in noise.The crowd had recovered from the shock of Scott's death, especially the gamblers, who were already talking among themselves about the odds and the best ways to bet on the game.

The audience of the annual spell showdown includes not only civilians who are fascinated by arcane magic, spectators who live ordinary lives and long for strong sensory experiences, girls who admire star players, but also a shocking number of gamblers.

Ten out of ten viewers will choose to gamble on entertainment.

Gambling is closely related to competitions, and the official handicap is one of the important sources of financial revenue for Suramar City.By charging only [-]% of the betting amount, nearly one million gold coins can be collected every year.

More than ten years ago, the ever-expanding Kaldorei Empire inevitably collided with the behemoth troll tribe, and the war entered a fierce stage as soon as it started.

As military expenditures soared, tax rates also increased. The living standards of the Kaldorei civilians were getting worse day by day. In fact, poverty was only a relative hardship. Even during the war, the living standards of the Kaldorei in ancient times were even worse. Far from being comparable to the races of Azeroth in later generations.Compared with them, no matter how well-fed humans are, their living standards are no different than beggars.

Although due to the prestige accumulated by Her Majesty the Queen, there has been no chaos within the Kaldorei Empire that no one wants to see, but for the people of Suramar City, at least their deflated wallets prevent them from being like they used to be. Indulge yourself in the annual magic duel event.

In recent years, the war has finally come to an end.The trolls are trapped everywhere, and a great empire rarely seen in ancient times is about to rise in the place where the stars shine.

A few months ago, in order to inspire people and dispel the haze of the past decade or so, major cities in the empire held grand parades on the Queen's birthday. Affected by this, this year's Spell Showdown in Suramar City, The scale is also unprecedentedly large. Just providing free snacks and drinks consumes hundreds of thousands of treasury funds.

However, this amount of money is nothing to the officials of Suramar City. This city is one of the most glorious giant cities in the Kaldorei Empire with the highest financial revenue, except for the capital Zin Aisshari.

With good expectations for the future, this year's event has become a carnival for gamblers.There were long lines in front of the betting points in each section of the auditorium, and it was a mess.

The tournament management did not expect that there would be so many bettors this year. Even if they added many temporary betting points, they would not be able to fully absorb the bets from the audience. They had to send a large number of people to walk through the auditorium to help collect the bets. Bet amount.

The troublesome thing is that this year's game has too many surprises, and the current battle is even more unpredictable.

Many professionals who served the tournament management and could see the strength comparison between the two participating parties at a glance, and quickly give a reasonable odds range after comprehensive consideration, all encountered difficulties at this time.Because the contestants are all dark horses, one is a genius student, and the other is a mysterious female demon swordsman.

“Have the odds been announced?”

Someone grabbed the employee collecting the bet amount.

The male audience member who wished to bet had back-length hair and was dressed in white washed silk clothes. From his hairstyle to his clothing, everything proved that he had maintained a good standard of living for more than ten years. At least among the common people in Xiacheng District, he was in the middle and upper reaches. He was probably a businessman. After all, who would do rough work with such long hair?

"It just came out, whose odds do you want to see?"

The staff member who was sweating profusely was adjusting his clothes. He had been pulled in this way hundreds of times, three buttons fell off, and his tight shirt almost turned into a cardigan that exposed his chest.

"That little genius."

The staff member looked at the record board in his hand and said, "Win 5.15, draw 2.88, lose 1.15."

“So exaggerated”

The businessman's eyes suddenly widened. He glanced at Elisande on the field, subconsciously bit his finger and began to think.It seems that the big guys who manage the handicap also feel that the little genius cannot defeat the mysterious magic swordsman. The odds are similar to the odds he guessed.

"Sir, can I come first?" Soon, the gathered bettors surrounded the two people, and someone urged them. ,

"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."

The businessman replied politely, gritted his teeth, took out more than twenty silver coins that still had body temperature, and said to the staff: "Ellisande, bet on victory."

How can you make a fortune without taking a chance?

Elisande's performance was amazing enough, even defeating Salod, the favorite after Horn.But people think that there is some element of the latter underestimating the enemy. If it weren't for Tuoda, Sarode would not have lost so simply.

The most important thing is that judging from the situation in the last game, the female demon swordsman was too powerful and defeated the quasi-moon guard Mourning with an absolute crushing force.Not only is she proficient in spells, but the double-headed curved sword in her hand is also a rare enchanted weapon.

Anyone with a modicum of knowledge about magic knows that mages are afraid of close combat.The ensuing fierce attacks will disrupt their spell-casting rhythm.If placed in a normal fighting environment, it is not impossible to keep a distance when facing this female demon swordsman, but the current competition is limited to a 200-meter radius by an invisible barrier.

In other words, in this competition environment, the advantage of this female demon swordsman will be infinitely magnified.No matter how strong the enemy is, as long as they are successfully dragged into close combat, the situation will be reversed in an instant.

Although Elisande has superhuman magical talent, her limited actual combat experience also destined her to be unable to defeat this mage's natural enemy.

"What a rare talent. Even if Scott is still alive, I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat Oruriel." After dealing with Scott's death, Wells returned to the third box in low spirits.He was filled with emotion as soon as he came in. He had been observing Oruriel for a long time on the sidelines, "As long as she is given enough time, she will definitely become a strong person that cannot be ignored."

Even for the ancient Kaldorei Empire, people who could perfectly combine magic talents with melee talents were quite rare.

Ferguson couldn't help but ask:

"Why have I never heard of this name? People like this shouldn't be unknown."

"I only know that she is from the south." Wells pointed to the sidelines. "Prince Faroldis and the Lord of Black Crow Castle have sent people there. Once the game is over, they will contact this mysterious woman It seems like everyone in the Demon Swordsman wants to recruit her."

"Aren't you royal mages interested?"

"There's no way we can beat Prince Faroldis." Wells shook his head, smiled, and sat down.

After hearing Wells's comment, Padrich raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at Angmar who was taking his time, and began to fumble around in the enchanted space bag again. After a while, he took out a robe and showed it to Angmar, and said with confidence. :

"If I bet on this robe again, as long as I win, in addition to the two crystals, how about you also return my pair of gloves to me?"

Are you so considerate, and come with a robe? Angmar touched the smooth skirt of the robe. Although he didn't know the texture of the robe, he also understood that it must not be a mortal thing, at least something with superior magic affinity properties. silk.

With the help of the enhanced magic attached to it, the robe should be able to store a certain amount of arcane energy. Whenever the wearer uses a spell, the robe can supply energy to a certain extent and save mana consumption in disguise, which is equivalent to the third portable magic robe. [-]. "Mana Bar".

He examined it carefully and found that the magic power reserves of the robe were comparable to the total magic power of an epic mage.

"Master Padrich's enchanting skills are truly extraordinary."

Angmar praised, if this robe could store the magic power of the Sunwell Essence in her body, wouldn't little Elisande's spellcasting ability be doubled while wearing the robe and carrying the golden crystal he gave her?

"I am over-flattered."

Hearing Angmar's compliment, Padric narrowed his eyes and his face was filled with pride.

It can be seen that this must be another proud work.

Angmar asked: "Master Padrich, do you really want to continue betting?"

No one knows better than him how terrifying Elisande's talent is.

When she was in Zuldazar, this girl, who was equivalent to a human girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, took only half a day to learn the seven or eight defensive spells taught to her by Angmar, as well as the corresponding combinations and variations.

As for the evocation of spells, Angmar only briefly mentioned a few words and did not teach in depth.There is still a long way to go, with offensive spells, Angmar plans to teach her slowly in the future.For mages, learning to protect themselves first is the basis for embarking on the path of arcane magic.

But Elisande's stunning performance just now made Angmar understand one thing.

Elisande far exceeded his expectations and had completely changed his spell-casting mentality. He no longer relied on the meager magic power of the Well of Eternity in his body, but instead used the arcane energy in the magic network to cast spells.Otherwise, based on her strength alone, the mana in her body would not be enough to supply that extremely powerful fireball. This is not a fireball. It is clearly a fireball that has no form, but is actually powerful. It is far more powerful than the average. Pyroblast

Daylight above, Angmar never taught her this.

She only listened to Angmar talk a few words about the principles of the plasticity system in later generations, combined with her knowledge of the fireball technique, and mastered Pyroblast, a profound plasticity system flame branch spell, by analogy. If she had waited for her to learn it, With the correct spell model and weaving technique, Angmar simply couldn't imagine that the power would be multiplied several times.

Among the mages he has come into contact with, perhaps only Prince Kael'thas has such a talent.Angmar is fully confident that Elisande will defeat the succubus swordsman without any doubt.

"For entertainment." Padrich waved his hand and said casually.

Angmar was quite amused. Padrich looked determined to win. It would be inappropriate for him to refuse, so he could only nod his head and put the gloves on the table, "Okay."

Padridge stared at his gloves and said confidently:

"Then it's settled"

"Game start"

After the referee gave an order, Aluriel didn't even cast a protective spell. He shouted and charged directly. It was obvious that he was wary of the power of Elisande's spells and had no intention of holding back.

It took less than two seconds for the female magic swordsman to rush past the 50-meter distance. At this time, Elisande's spell also arrived.

What greeted Aluriel was still a small, "weak" fireball that was harmless to humans and animals.