Vol 2 Chapter 1050: Have fun

Minerva passed through the defenseless city wall. The barriers that should have existed on weekdays have long disappeared without a trace. The Pegasus knights who should be patrolling in the air are also gone. The first line of defense of Silvermoon City seems to be Was completely forgotten by the wizard.
The city near the city wall was empty, as if no elves had lived here. If Minerva hadn't seen a few elves' bodies in a dark corner, she would even think she was exploring a dusty ruin for many years.
Big trouble, big problem, Minerva almost immediately realized that the situation in Silvermoon City was different from what he had previously expected.
The urban lighting system that has been in operation for hundreds of years has completely failed. In Minerva’s memory of more than two hundred years, this situation has only occurred twice during the self-inspection of the Misuo Array. A shutdown self-test is carried out every century, each time is 24 hours.
But now, the city where Minerva is located is in darkness, and I don't know why she has been restless, having an urge to release by hurting other people.
Minerva put on the headband of wisdom given to her by her father. This headband can ensure that she thinks in an absolutely sensible state. This is her coming-of-age gift.
As one of the few spellcasters in Silvermoon City who is qualified to go out to archaeological sites, Minerva often encounters various spiritual hints and special environments that amplify negative emotions. This headband has saved her life more than once.
The more Minerva walked toward the center of the city, the more shocked he became. Those elves hiding in the shadows attacked her again and again. Arrows, magic, and even stones were their weapons. The corpses on the road reminded Minerva of this. How dangerous the elves are still alive.
Her destination is the Higher Magic Academy. She needs the joint authorization of the Dean of the Magic Academy and the Archon of Kael'thas to terminate the ignition procedure of the "Well of Eternity" in the remote control room.
But Minerva is now pessimistic about this, Silvermoon City has turned into a battlefield, all the elves are fighting each other, and even the mysterious circle has stopped operating, but no one has stood up to stop this.
Those big shots were either dead or had more serious problems. Either way, it was bad news for Minerva.
And as a genius, Minerva knew very well about the fertility curve of the elves. If the number of corpses she saw on the road matches the average number of casualties in Silvermoon City, the elves of Silvermoon City may never recover the number before the disaster. .
A more pessimistic view is that the time of the extinction of Silvermoon City Elves has been advanced by at least 500 years after this battle.
Every time I think of those data, Minerva feels fear from the bottom of her heart. She once imagined whether the declining fertility rate of the elves originated from the unknown curse of the Witch Kings of the New World. After all, the Witch Kings joined forces to curse Green Skin. In the race, even the gods compromised with them.
In this regard, the Witch King has both this ability and a similar record.
Minerva once proposed to the Archon that Silvermoon City could accept half-blood elves, but it was eventually rejected by all the high-level officials, including his father.
Not many people can stop a high-level spellcaster who wants to run away. Soon Minerva approached the Avenue of the Wizards and saw the gate of the Advanced Magic Academy.
The air is full of boiling magical energy, showing that someone here has released a powerful spell not long ago, and the destroyed buildings on the ground also confirm this.
The only thing that can make Minerva feel at ease is that the protective circle of the Higher School of Magic is still open, and the lighting system here is still working.
Relying on his identity, Minerva easily passed through the repulsive magic circle that the demon hunter could not pass before and entered the Higher Magic Academy.
a mess.
The apprentice of the mage who still maintained a frightened expression was permanently frozen in the ice, blood stains everywhere, suspicious blood handprints all over the corridor, and the once tidy hall was turned into ruins. It was originally erected here as a symbol of wizard casting. The statue of the leader was overthrown and thrown into three sections.
"Is Minerva Justinian you?" A voice cautiously sounded in a classroom behind the ruins.
Minerva cautiously released a protective spell to herself, and looking in the direction of the voice, she saw a familiar face, but Minerva couldn't remember where she had seen him.
"Don't you remember me? I'm Utgard. We were at the same level when we were in school, but you haven't come back since you left the academy. We have not seen me for almost 60 years." A wounded elf Covering the wound in his abdomen, he waved to Minerva with his other hand: "Come here, everyone in the academy is crazy. They use fireball to greet everyone now, don't let them see you!"
Following Utgarde's words, a shy but hardworking elf image was gradually remembered by Minerva, and what followed was the memory of a fulfilling and happy school age.
"Don't listen to his Minerva!" Another voice appeared behind Minerva: "Think carefully about your memory, did there really exist an elf named Utgarde?"
Minerva turned his head fiercely, jumped to the other side with agile movements, and confronted the owners of the two voices in a triangle: "Who are you again?"
"I am... Forget it~EbookFREE.me~ This is enveloped by enemy magic, even if I say my name, you can't remember me." The latecomer was a caster robe, The wizard holding a sharp sword: "Our memories have been tampered with. The wizard who claims to be Utgarde in front of you has killed seven or eight elves by similar means. You can not believe me, but you must be vigilant. , None of the elves in the academy can't believe it."
"No matter what your purpose is here, don't put your hope on others, you can only trust yourself." When the sword-wielding elf spoke, the elf who claimed to be Utgarde disappeared without a trace.
The elves holding the sword also remained vigilant and stepped back facing Minerva, stepping back from the corner of the past: "Believe in yourself, Minerva, the fate of the Well of Eternity is in your hands."
"Who are you! How do you know my project in the Well of Eternity!" Minerva suddenly released a colorful light, trying to keep the elf, but the other party turned around and disappeared in the corner.
The two elves suddenly appeared in front of Minerva, and suddenly disappeared at the same time, as if they had never existed before, and at the same time their appearance was blurred in Minerva's memory.
"Welcome to my labyrinth, fairy, I wish you have fun."