Because the visitor was emitting magic fluctuations that Angma was very familiar with, except that they were a little weak, almost the same as the magic power in the small bottles that the blood elves magicians in the magic circle were casting and guiding. As the opponent gradually moved forward, even the essence of the sun well in his body began to resonate.

Apart from using a drop of Everlasting Well Water that he left behind to restore his power, Angma couldn't think of who else this female mage could be.

It seems that Eggwen has not only successfully restored his magic, but also restored his youth...

Because the essence of the Sun Well exists, Angma is very sensitive to the magic power originating from the Eternal Well. He can clearly sense that Egwen almost completely absorbed the magic power of the drop of well water, which shocked him.

The magic contained in a drop of well water is probably comparable to the magic that the members of the Tirisfa Parliament infused into the bodies of guardians of all generations, and is even slightly better.

After all, two or three hundred drops of well water can fill a bottle of about twenty milliliters. Dasrema used such a small bottle of well water to create a unique sun well.

How could someone completely absorb such a massive amount of magic?

Moreover, there is almost no loss during the absorption process.

This is simply too horrifying.

Angma wanted to salute, but he didn't dare to be too sure. Aegwen's appearance is very different from when he was old.

She looked like a young girl of 25 or 26 years old. Her body was tightly wrapped in a close-fitting robe, with beautiful curves, tall and slender. Her skin was delicate and delicate facial features. She looked even less than that of Dalaran's recognized beauty Gianna.

But on her face, she could not see the youthfulness that this age should have, as if she had experienced all the vicissitudes. Her calm eyes were filled with wisdom accumulated by experience, but deep in the undetectable eyes, there was a deep sense of frustration.

This should not have appeared in the arrogant and conceited Aegwen.

She is the first female mage in human history and the most outstanding mage, no doubt. She is also the most powerful guardian of the Tirisfa Parliament, much better than her colleagues and predecessors. In her nearly eight hundred years of guardian career, she has hunted down countless demons who attempt to touch the real world. Day after day battles have made her a mage with the richest combat experience among humans, even if she rises to the height of Azeroth, she is unique.

But the thing that made her most proud of was also the biggest failure in her life.

She thought she had defeated Sargeras' incarnation, but she still underestimated the wisdom of the fallen Titan after all.

A wisp of soul in the incarnation lurked into her dark side, and began to constantly amplify the negative emotions in her heart, affecting her thoughts, and eventually led to her parting ways with the Tyrisfa Parliament and making the decision to personally select the next guardian.

She fell in love with the royal wizard of the Storm Kingdom, Nieras Elland, gave birth to Medivh, and passed all the power of the guardian in her body to him.

The result is naturally as well known. Sargeras's soul was transferred to Medivh, completely controlling the new guardian, slaughtering all members of the Tyrisfa Parliament, and finally bewitching the orcs Gul'dan, using the orcs to invade Azeroth, and personally kicked off the modern history of Azeroth...

"Angma, she is..." Jaina approached Angma and hesitated, but she couldn't say the name on her lips in full.

"Great Druid." Egwen also stood in front of the three of them and nodded to Malfurion.

Malfurion's face was obviously filled with joy, as if he was delighted by the other party's arrival, nodding with the same courtesy: "Guardian, I am very glad that you can join us at such a moment."

Aegwen smiled and said helplessly: "It's been eight hundred years, but I still can't take off the burden on him... What about Tyrande, how is the war?"

After hearing the name of her lover, Malfurion's expression became solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "She is leading the troops to fight on the front line. The situation is not optimistic these days, we have been..."

Just as the two of them reminisced about the past, Angma looked at Egwen in confusion and looked at Malfurio...

Why do these two people seem to have been familiar with each other for a long time and have a close relationship?

After searching all the memories, he didn't remember any official history that mentioned the friendship between the two...

They shouldn't have any intersection.

"She, she...she's Magna Egwen? Oh my God, how could she come here?"

Jaina widened her beautiful eyes, her hands kept clenching, and even her breathing was a little rapid, as nervous as if she was seeing a little girl from an idol.

Not only is she an admirer of Egren, but in fact, for many years, Dalaran's young mages have been proud to be an outstanding mage like Egren. Egren can be regarded as a role model for the entire Dalaran and even human mages...

The two big men were still talking, completely leaving Angma and Jaina aside.

Malfurio talked about the plan to resurrect the demigod from the war, and at least it gave Egwen, who was almost out of touch with the world, a general understanding of the current situation of the war.

"... Then have you succeeded? If Malohn can return successfully, we have a little chance of winning against Archmond."

Aegwen's question made Angma frown. Aegwen's strength is at the top of the mortals. It's nothing strange to know the history of some night elves, but why does that tone seem to have witnessed the shocking battle between Malorn and Archmond with her own eyes?

Malfurion shook his head.

"A strange corrupt force breeds in the emerald dream, which not only makes the Green Dragon Queen a headache, but also makes us recover the soul of the demigod and awaken the other druids greatly frustrated..."

Egwen held the staff in his hand tightly, looked at the night sky in the southwest that had been dyed into a pathological green by the evil energy of the demon, and sighed: "It's really a disaster that never comes alone..."

"By the way, I have to thank you for the drop of well water you left behind." She suddenly turned around and said to Angma without hesitation, "I can even detect the three nodes in that magic circle that are built by mistake. Why don't you take me to see it?"

Angma came back from her contemplation without any displeasure.

Although on the surface, Eggwen has been fighting with demons for eight hundred years and has studied the principles of magic no longer than the blood elf magicians who have lived for thousands of years, the ability to break through the limit has given her a vision that other mages cannot reach, and her understanding of magic exceeds people's cognition.

He nodded, turned around and shouted at the camp, "Quinthas!!"

"Hmm... is here! Ahem!"
Chapter completed!