In Violet Citadel of Dalaran, Rhonin stands in the center of the ring Council Chamber, and the projections of twelve Archmage are suspended on the top of the surrounding stone pillars. Duan. His red hair was messier than usual, and the corners of his robe were still stained with Theramore Harbor mud - this was the result of deliberately not using Clean Spell, so that he looked like he had completed the task after a lot of hardships.
"To sum up," Rhonin cleared her throat and pushed the non-existent glasses on the bridge of her nose with her fingertips, "Ms. Jaina is willing to provide Arcane Gas, but refuses to disclose the formula."
Antonidas's white eyebrows were slightly raised. The old mage's shadow was more solid than the others, and the silver thread embroidery on the robe shone brightly under the light of Arcane. "Reject?" His voice was low, like sandpaper rubbing against parchment, "She is cautious."
"Ms. Jaina emphasized that Arcane Gas may be dependent. After all, you can laugh wantonly and relax. It always makes people want to keep trying. For ordinary people with weak will, some kind of dependence will inevitably occur." Rhonin explained, "She believes that if the formula is leaked, not only elves will abuse it, but humans and even goblins may use it as a pastime, ultimately leading to a more serious dependence than Mana Addiction."
Kael'thas's projection flickered violently, and his long golden-red hair moved automatically, with a trace of sarcasm flashing in his eyes. "So Theramore plans to use our compatriots in exchange for life-saving medicine?" His voice had the characteristic hoarseness of Mana Addiction patients, "How generous."
Rhonin ignored the elf prince's sarcasm and continued, "Ms. Jaina promised to supply twenty barrels of high-concentration Arcane Gas per month, which is enough to treat all Dalaran's Magic Craftsmen. If Dalaran needs more, it can be exchanged with the elf craftsman."
Antonidas's fingers tapped the staff lightly, and the crystal staff head collided with the marble floor, sparking ice blue sparks. "Jaina's Tactical Advisor... that human named Deren, what did he say?"
Rhonin was stunned. He had indeed never seen this person before. "I didn't see anything Tactical Advisor."
Antonidas narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. "He planned the last retreat of Silvermoon City." The old mage whispered, "Being able to rescue Sylvanas and thousands of elves under Arthas's encirclement and suppression is by no means an ordinary person."
Rhonin's heart moved slightly, but now was not the time to ask. He quickly took out the parchment given by Jaina from Space Bag and carefully unfolded it. The original chemical formula had been converted into Azeroth universal runes by Jaina, and the red light flashing in some parts represented danger.
"Nitroglycerin formula. Ms. Jaina's compensation. This is a new type of magic explosive." Rhonin swallowed, "Jaina warned that this is extremely dangerous, and it is recommended -"
He couldn't finish his words. Antonidas's projection suddenly solidified, and the old hand directly grabbed the formula. The old mage's eyes flashed with Rhonin's familiar fanatical light when conducting dangerous experiments.
"L acid... X acid... glycerin..." Antonidas muttered to himself, "Didn't he say what it was?"
Rhonin immediately took out two large flasks from Space Bag, with two strong acids marked on them.
As soon as the old mage stretched out his hand, the flask automatically flew to and floated in front of him. After observing it carefully, he exclaimed, "Interesting, a strong acid that has never been seen before, very pure. Krasus, can you tell what it is?" He did not hesitate and directly asked the Red Dragon mage present.
A wave of magic flashed, and the voice of Krasus sounded, "L acid is obviously related to L sulfur, and may be the product of burning L sulfur. X acid makes me smell the smell of X stone. But it has obviously been purified and concentrated. The purity and concentration are very high. It is not something that ordinary alchemy can achieve. And they are highly corrosive and very scary."
"Where's this glycerin?" Antonidas continued to ask Rhonin.
"Jaina said it is some kind of animal or vegetable oil. It is still being tested."
"Grease?" Antonidas frowned, then showed an excited smile, "Ah, just for testing."
With a wave of his hand, Void opened a gap that led directly to his private laboratory warehouse, and countless bottles and cans flew out from it, neatly arranged in mid-air. Rhonin stared at this scene in shock--Dalaran's inventory actually contains more than a thousand different greases, from Goblin engine oil to Nightsaber fat, and there is even a bottle of black viscous liquid labeled "Black Dragon saliva (use with caution)".
The other hand has already begun to grab materials from Void. A small amount of the two acids were taken out and added to the test tube, and mixed according to the records on the parchment. A light yellow protective barrier instantly enveloped the entire Council Chamber.
"Sir Speaker!" Rhonin backed away in horror, "Jaina especially emphasized the need to work in a frosty environment--"
"Child, your grandfather was not born when I prepared the explosive potion." Antonidas grinned, and the liquid in the test tube began to mix automatically. Other Archmage's projections retreated one after another, and Kael'thas even cut off the communication directly.
Rhonin's eyes fell on a line of small words on the formula. "Grease needs to be added, the type has not been determined."
"Let's get started." Antonidas said enthusiastically.
Rhonin's throat is dry. "Sir Speaker, Ms. Jaina suggests that first--"
"Start from number one." Antonidas turned a deaf ear and directly dropped a drop of amber liquid into the test tube. Bubbles began to appear in the test tube, but there was no change.
"This is useless. Try another one." The old mage was not discouraged and continued to try one after another.
"No. 117," Under the control of the power of magic, the progress of the experiment progressed rapidly.
Boom--!
The protective barrier deformed violently, like Crystal Ball being crushed by a giant. The incandescent light swallowed everyone's vision, and the shock wave flew Rhonin to the stone wall ten yards away. There was only a sharp buzzing in his ears, and his nose was filled with the pungent smell of gun smoke.
When the vision was restored, there was a hole in the roof where Antonidas was standing, his white beard was curled by the burn, and his robe was in rags, but he smiled like a child who got a new toy.
"Arcane is on top..." Rhonin groaned and got up, and found that his left cuff was smoking.
"Perfect!" Antonidas waved the blackened staff, "This is powerful enough to make Arthas a new person!"
He turned around and announced to the other projections of Archmage: "You can give Jaina half of the elf craftsmen. Anyway, they have almost learned their skills in exchange for the formula of strong acid."
Rhonin stared blankly at the clouds passing by outside the hole in the ceiling. He suddenly understood the frightened expression on Jaina's face when he said, "This thing is really dangerous."
Antonidas patted his shoulder, his eyes flashing with rare approval. "Well done, kid."
"But Prince Kael'thas doesn't have his own ideas. After all, he is the prince of these elves." A councilman carefully suggested.
"Let him come to me if he has any objections. This is Dalaran, not his Quel'Thalas." Antonidas is also very powerful. Now the elves are all taking shelter from Dalaran, giving them food and drink. Dalaran is providing support. Elf Ranger, who is somewhat useful, all went to Theramore. Jaina also promised to send this unit to support when necessary.
"Also, if the elves wandering on the streets are willing to go, it is best to send them to Theramore for free to find work. Now that the city is developing, there is an urgent need for population and equal treatment with other residents. It just so happens that these people have taken care of everything they have nothing to do. Don't stand on the street every day and affect the atmosphere of Dalaran." The old mage complained about the elves' shopping business without naming them.
"I will comply with your wishes." The other council members had no objections.
Antonidas turned to Rhonin and asked him, "Okay, you completed this task very well. Do you need any reward?"
Rhonin immediately bowed his head and begged the old mage, "It's all for Dalaran! I don't need any reward. Now there is news from Northrend, Blue Dragon The movements of make people vigilant and uneasy. I request you to go there to monitor the movements of Blue Dragon and Netherweave. I will do my best for Dalaran."
The old mage was stunned. "You actually didn't want a reward and took the initiative to apply for this difficult task. What can I say?" He thought about what Rhonin had done since he joined Dalaran. He found that he was really an upright mage. From saving Until Red Dragon Queen participated in various unpopular and dangerous tasks, he did not receive any rewards or promotions, and had been Dalaran silently Consecration. He believed that Rhonin was a rare honest person. A good mage who was truly loyal to Dalaran.
"Okay, I agree with your application. At the same time, I will promote you to a third-level mage. Before you go, I will give you permission to select items from the second-level treasure house." The old mage had a better impression of him and directly gave him many privileges. I hope it will help him during his long years in Northrend.
Rhonin is busy saluting and thanking you.
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