My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

"I want to test one of my ideas, combining natural magic and arcane magic organically." Levin stood in front of Ronin and the night elf mages and talked freely. He knew that this idea might be a little ahead of the mages present, so before casting the spell, he had to get the approval of others first.

"Natural power alone cannot achieve the effect I want." Levin continued, "So I need another source of energy. I hope the mages can do their best to maximize the energy drawn from the Well of Eternity. I know this is difficult, but please believe me, we will succeed."

A night elf mage asked hesitantly: "That's complicated, isn't it, Mr. Levin?"

"No, I actually have a detailed plan--" Levin smiled and shook his head, then pointed to his head, "Although it may take dozens of minutes to prepare Illidan stood aside and said coldly: "You'd better live up to my trust." Levin did not argue with him, but turned to Ronin and said: "Master Ronin, please select a dozen of the best mages from the mage team to be responsible for casting spells. At the same time, I don't want our soldiers to be defenseless in front of the evil magic of the demon wizard. So, please arrange the remaining mages to protect them and ensure their safety. ". Ronin nodded and immediately began to make arrangements. Levin's plan is a bit risky, but it is their only hope now. He must do his best to support Levin, no matter what the result. However, the role of these mages can only be demonstrated when Levin's spellcasting work is fully prepared. They will gather the magic power from the Well of Eternity to strengthen the attack power of magic, and then according to Levin's exquisite arrangement, transmit this power to every corner covered by the spell.

But all this is based on an important premise - Levin must successfully perform his magic.

"Illidan, I need you to be my guide." Levin finally looked at Illidan, who seemed a little annoyed. He had arranged all other things and now only needed Illidan's guidance. "I have never been to the Well of Eternity, so I need you to take me there."

"No problem." Illidan nodded slightly, with a flash of surprise and respect in his eyes.

Levin's previous professional division of labor and deployment undoubtedly demonstrated his outstanding leadership and deep understanding of magic. This made Illidan begin to re-examine Levin, and he had some confidence in the magic that combined arcane and natural forces in Levin's mouth, and became more enthusiastic and serious.

So, Illidan stood beside Levin, and the two began to enter a meditative state. His spirit began to gradually leave his body and prepare to embark on a journey to the source of night elf magic.

From the time he traveled to now, he had only briefly felt part of the power of the Well of Eternity. Unlike Illidan's fellow, coming from another world, he was used to casting spells in an environment without the Well of Eternity, so he did not directly rely on the power of the well water when casting spells.

This unique way of casting spells gave him and outsiders like Ronin a unique advantage in the field of magic.

Illidan and some other elves had also asked Ronin for methods that did not rely on well water, but they could never use it as freely as Ronin.

However, now, in order to get the results he wanted, Levin had to give up his habit and absorb as much energy from the well as possible.

The sound of the horn in the distance was deafening, which was the signal for the general attack. Hearing this signal meant that even the reserve troops should step onto the battlefield without hesitation.

Usually, the army sent out such a signal either because the front line had achieved a brilliant victory and the enemy had fled, and it was necessary to pursue the victory and maximize the results; or the situation was extremely critical and all soldiers needed to work together to resist the enemy's attack.

And the current situation of the rebels obviously belongs to the latter.

In this battle, they have no way out, they can only win, not lose. The sound of the horn is the last cry of the rebels for freedom and survival.

This also means that Levin has no time to waste. He must complete his magic as soon as possible to bring hope to the rebels, otherwise, only destruction awaits them.

At the same time, Ronin is also ready. He stared at Levin nervously, expecting him to cast a powerful magic to turn the tide of the battle.

For Ronin, Levin is now their last hope. Whether his magic can succeed will directly determine the fate of the rebels.

The two spellcasters stood side by side, their consciousness left their bodies and connected closely. Levin could clearly feel the wild nature of Illidan, which was an untamed fanaticism, like an unruly beast.

He tried to control Illidan with his calmness and reason, but the latter's mind was like a wild horse that was out of control and difficult to control.

Illidan's fanaticism posed a great threat to the stability of magic, and arcane magic requires absolute calmness and precision, while the opposite fel energy is the embodiment of chaotic power.

Because of this, Levin couldn't help but begin to doubt whether Illidan was really suitable to be an arcane spellcaster.

An inexplicable feeling surged in his heart. Perhaps this was the reason why Illidan eventually turned to the fel energy camp in history.

However, at this moment, they still had to work together to face the challenges before them.

Illidan's spirit led Levin forward, and their consciousness flew in the void, passing through layers of fog and obstacles. Deep in Levin's consciousness, he saw scenes passing before his eyes: endless demons lined up, their faces hideous and horrible, as if they had crawled out of the abyss of hell; followed by miles of desolate and bleak scenes, the earth was dry and cracked,There was no grass growing, and there was a dead silence; all of this passed in an instant.

Then, the ruins of Ishalin gradually grew larger and soon filled his vision - the once prosperous city has now become a ruin, and the broken walls are filled with deep sadness and despair. Only the palace of Queen Azshara still stands.

But without the high elf residents, the palace also lost its maintenance and gradually faded away from its former glory and brilliance.

These scenes flashed through Levin's consciousness, but left a deep impression.

Finally, they came to the edge of the Well of Eternity. The dark lake water was like a bottomless black hole, emitting a mysterious and powerful force. Levin felt a huge attraction coming from the lake, as if it was going to swallow his consciousness.

He knew that this was their destination - the source of magic of the night elves.

Levin stood on the edge of the Well of Eternity. This was the first time he was so close to this legendary source of mysterious power. He was completely shocked by the scene before him, and an indescribable feeling of awe surged in his heart.

The deep darkness of the Well of Eternity was like a bottomless abyss, and the water in the well was surging with endless energy, as if every drop contained the power to destroy the world.

Levin once thought that as long as he absorbed the part of the mana that permeated the continent of Kalimdor from the well, he could feel its power. However, now he realized that he was wrong, and that idea was too naive and superficial.

The Well of Eternity itself is a pure source of energy, and the power it contains far exceeds Levin's imagination. If he can fully control it, then Levin can become an unparalleled existence, a true god. This tempting idea made Levin's heart tremble, and he seemed to see himself wearing the halo of God, mastering endless power, and being able to change the world at will.

A god...

He seemed to have felt the boundless power after controlling the well water. All the dreams that Levin had when he first put on the mage robe seemed to be realized. As long as he wanted, he could lift a huge city or turn it into ashes in an instant; he could summon the power of the earth and destroy all those who opposed him with a thunderous force, not to mention building a floating city that belonged to him alone...

"¨¨ No, that's not right, this is not my idea〃¨ !"

Levin suddenly woke up, and he tried his best to get rid of the entanglement of those evil thoughts and whispers.

He immediately realized that this was the temptation of the Old Gods, and it was their means of deceiving people. This was how Neltharion was led astray step by step by them before, and finally went to the road of destruction.

These ancient gods are all indescribable evil creatures similar to the ancient gods of Cthulhu. They were sealed in the interior of Azeroth by the Titans. They are looking for a chance to escape from their bondage, and the Well of Eternity has become a secret exit for them. Although they cannot escape through this hole, they can convey some of the evil gods' will.Still enough.

Once there was endless magical power flowing here, pure and powerful, bringing hope and light to the creatures of Azeroth. However, as time passed, it was gradually eroded by darkness and eventually degenerated into a being like Sargeras, becoming a symbol of evil and chaos.

However, the situation is urgent and the arrow is on the string. This time, he must completely immerse himself in the power of the Well of Eternity, absorb its power, and prepare for the upcoming battle.