Proudmoore knows almost all the mages who are still alive. Except for her, none of the mages who can do this are in the origin world, and this ban does not seem to be made by the mages she knows.

Each sorcerer casts spells in a different way. As long as you distinguish carefully, you can feel who is casting the spell. But this time the ban prevented Proudmoore from seeing who did it, and the smell made her nauseous, so

It's probably the devil's ban.

Although not all disgusting restraints are made by demons, Proudmoore feels like vomiting every time he smells the Burning Legion's restraints.

However, the result of the disaster is far more important than its cause: the thunderworms entered the Dry Vale unimpeded and even beyond. Proudmoore must find another place to lock them up to prevent them from destroying the protozoa.

Farms and villages.

Proudmoore took out a map from under his cloak, one of the two things she took from the cluttered table. She looked at it and decided to imprison the thunderworms in Scar's Highlands. Scar's Highlands is located in Bloodhive.

In the south of the mountain, directly east of Thorn City, is a

The mountains are separated from the rest of the Blood Nest Mountain. The Thunder Worms will definitely not be able to get through. Moreover, there are enough green grass and streams in this place, and the streams in the mountains are bigger than the one in the Thunder Mountains. The Thunder Worms are safe there, and the Blood Nest Mountains are safe.

The protozoa in Chaoshan are also very safe.

At first, she wanted to send them to a farther place - such as the other side of the continent - but after all, her magic power was limited. She could easily teleport herself there, but it was impossible to send so many thunder bugs that far.

place to go.

She took out another thing from her cloak - a forbidden scroll. This scroll allowed her to know the thoughts of any thunder bug on this continent.

She recited the incantation and then began to meditate. Unlike most reptiles, thunder bugs like to live in groups, and are quite similar to buffaloes in this regard, so they will gather together wherever they are.

Now most of the lizards are in the Dry Water Valley. She can feel that they are very quiet. She had planned to use restrictions to make them like this, but it seems that there is no need.

Thunder bugs are either very quiet or very violent - there seems to be no middle ground. If you want to send them away when they are violent, it will be an impossible task. However, she still prefers to try not to disturb the order of their lives.

So she was glad they were so quiet now.

For a spellcaster, if he wants to teleport someone other than himself, he must be able to see the other person - most forbidden books emphasize this point. But the teacher told Proudmoore that if he can feel the other person, he can also complete the teleportation. But this

It's a big risk to take, because some people can't feel their hearts, such as some demons and magicians. There are also some people with particularly strong wills.

But these problems do not exist in thunder bugs. They only care about three things: eating, drinking and sleeping. Apart from whether they can run fast, thunder bugs only care about these three things, especially during mating.

season.

Proudmoore stood quietly in this forest that had been cut down, and for several hours he felt attentively the thunderworms that were running to the Dry Water Valley, and the thunderworms that were left behind and were running out of the Thunder Mountains.

Green grass. Stream. Close your eyes. Rest. Add. Chew. Swallow. Sucking. Sleep. Breathe.

For a moment, she almost lost her mind - although the way of thinking of thunderworms is very simple, there are so many of them that Proudmoore is almost overwhelmed by their instinct to eat, drink and sleep.

She gritted her teeth, once again became one with the thunder bug, and began to recite the teleportation spell.

Pain! As Proudmoore uttered the last word of the spell, a searing pain shot through her brain. The destroyed woods melted before her. A slight pain shot through her left knee. She

Only then did she realize that she had fallen to the forest floor, and her knees hit the nearest tree stump.

Pain. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt. Run. Run. Run. Run. Stop the pain. Run. Stop the pain.

Big beads of sweat gathered on her forehead. Proudmoore finally managed not to run in the forest. There was something wrong with the teleportation spell, but she didn't have time to think about it. Her pain had been transmitted through the telepathic link.

The thunder bugs were going crazy. She had to stop them before they destroyed the Dry Water Valley.

Several times she couldn't help but want to break the spiritual connection with the thunder bugs. Because blocking a group of crazy thunder bugs was like using a broom to block the ocean, but the only way to control them was to maintain this connection.

She closed her eyes, concentrated, and recited a spell. This spell was specially taught to her by her teacher to calm violent animals. She clenched her fists tightly, and her nails were about to pierce her palms. She used

He chanted the spell with all his strength, hoping to control the thunder bugs.

After a while, they fell asleep. Proudmoore broke off the contact before she herself fell asleep. She was so tired that she would fall asleep immediately without being restrained.

Her limbs ached and her eyelids were heavy. Even under the best conditions, teleportation was a very energy-consuming restriction. What's more, the number of thunder bugs she needed to teleport was so large, and there was something wrong with the spell in the end. Puro

Demol really wanted to lie down and have a good sleep like those lizards. But she couldn't do that. This restriction could only make the thunder bug sleep for six hours-probably less. So she had to find out right away.

What's stopping her from teleporting the Thunderbugs to Scar Heights.

She sat down cross-legged, her arms hanging feebly by the side, and began to try to adjust her breathing. Her thoughts flew to a distant place again. This time, they flew to the Scar Highlands, especially the center of the highlands.

It didn't take long for her to find out the reason.

Someone had cast a barrier there. It was so far away. Proudmoore couldn't tell exactly what kind of restriction the person was using, but she could be sure that this kind of barrier - unlike the other types - was only used to block teleportation.

It's a technique. It's to protect something inside the barrier.

Proudmoore stood up and concentrated. Before teleporting herself to Scar's Heights, she took out a piece of dried meat from the pouch on her belt. This was another lesson taught to her by the teacher. He said, restraint

It takes a lot of energy and energy, and the only way to replenish it is to eat meat. "Many magicians," he said, "are losing weight day by day because they are busy casting magic. This is because they forget that magicians also need to eat."

Her jaw felt sore from chewing the dried meat, but her energy quickly returned. Proudmoore chanted a spell and teleported herself to Scar's Highlands, to be precise, the extension of the barrier on the Highlands.

Eating before casting spells can also be harmful. She often regarded the rumbling sound of her stomach digesting indigestible things as a side effect of casting spells. But when she stood on the cliff of the highland, she had put this sound aside.

It's in the back of my head.

Where Proudmoore stood, there was an abyss behind her and a large sloping grassland in front of her. There wasn't much room left for her to stand.

Although the barrier cannot be seen with the naked eye, Proudmoore can feel it. Its power is not very strong. But if it is just used to hide people, it really doesn't have to be too strong - Proudmoore is becoming more and more certain.

This barrier is used for hiding - and it is best not to be too strong, otherwise any magician will find it casually.

Being so close, Proudmoore could even smell the ban. When she fought with Medivh, she had smelled this ban. This was the ban on Tirisfal - but its guardians had already

Dead, including Medivh, the last Guardian.

Removing the barrier required only a simple gesture on Proudmoore's part. She patrolled the highlands as she walked. She also cast an invisibility ban on herself so that others could not see her.

At first, she saw just some ordinary things: grass, fruit-bearing bushes, and some ordinary trees. A gust of wind blew from the endless sea, and when it reached the high ground, it turned into a whirlwind, and she

His white cloak was blowing loudly. When we were still in the Thunder Mountains, the sky was full of clouds, but here because of the very high altitude, the sky was still sunny. Proudmoore put the hood of his cloak back.
Chapter completed!