The Azeroth of this moment was far from the situation of magic equipment in the future.
When he had money after transmigrating, Duque had always been thinking about getting a set of magic equipment, but having money was useless. He didn't know if the real World of Azeroth had inherited the principle of "binding to pick up" in the game.
Duque couldn't find any good equipment even after asking people all over the world.
As a result, Duque didn't even have a decent piece of equipment.
No staff, no equipment, just a set of beginner's robes from the Wang Family's Mage Guild.
This was the real world, so there shouldn't be things like soul binding or level limits in the game.
Just in case, Duque didn't dare to have too much hope and touched the two items.
The system notification popped up almost at the same time:
"[Fiend's Waist]: This is a mage belt of unknown origin, surging with strange mysterious energy. Obviously, it will slightly increase the power of your arcane circuit. However, this is a piece of equipment that can only be used by high-grade sky mages, so you can probably get a 20% increase now.
"[Accessory] [Capacitor]: This is a magical magic item that connects to an elemental world full of lightning. It will collect your arcane energy pulse, and only the most explosive pulse can activate it and make it work. After you have accumulated three powerful pulses, it will automatically open the door to the elemental world for you, releasing a bolt of lightning to attack your current target.
"Hiss …" Duque still took a deep breath.
It wasn't a shock, but a pleasant surprise!
First, it was a piece of equipment that was definitely a mid-to-high level item in the game, but he could actually use it at such a low level. This made Duque completely change his mind about Karazhan.
Originally, Duque didn't expect to use Karazhan's equipment. After all, he was too low level. And these bosses in Karazhan, in the original "history," only appeared in the middle of the game.
The second was the appearance of [Capacitor]. As a transmigrator, Duque immediately realized the value of this thing.
The explosive pulse could be understood as critical damage. Generally speaking, it wasn't easy to stack critical hits. Duque was definitely a special case, because he had the ability to cast multiple spells that most mages did not have. More than a hundred Hands of Magic launched attacks at the same time. Even the simplest Arcane Missile often had a critical hit on the damage assessment given by the system elves.
It could be said that the [Capacitor] was a top quality item for Duke!
If Lothar was Aurelia, Duque would definitely hug him to see if they could have a little flirting. Unfortunately … bearded uncle Lothar … forget it.
Duque didn't hide his ecstasy, and Lothar also smiled. "Good stuff? It didn't look like a demon, so it should be the relic of an unknown Mage. I'm sure that mage would be very happy to be able to make good use of these things. "
"En." Duque didn't act pretentious and immediately used what he needed. There was a small pin on the [Capacitor], and Duque first pinned it to the [Fiend Girdle] before putting on the belt.
Almost as soon as the belt was fastened, Duque felt the magic circuit in his body change.
It was a very mysterious feeling.
The original Arcane Fire Circuit had already become a large, circular river. Now it felt like a new tributary had flowed into it. If magic power was described as water, then Duque's water volume had increased by at least 20%.
This was a terrifying number.
Duque couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, This … equipment from Karazhan, even if it's not complete, is still a huge improvement for me!
At this time, Garona also came up. "Did you sense anything I can use?"
Duque looked a little embarrassed. "Sorry, no. Evil Hoof is not an agile monster, I don't think there are many things suitable for you. "
"I see." Garona shrugged. It wasn't a big deal. Half-beastmen were so simple and direct. She had contributed to the battle, and if there was something suitable, she definitely wanted a share. But if there was nothing suitable, she didn't mind.
Garona wiped the blood on the dagger with Evil Hoof's unstained fur. "Okay, how do we go now?"
Duque touched his chin and pondered.
It was a good thing to encounter Evil Hoof as soon as he came in, because it proved that his raid team had bypassed a lot of bosses at the front gate of Karazhan. But as for what to do next, he would have to think carefully.
However, Duque looked at Lothar.
Lothar shrugged. "Don't look at me, I did come here with Laing many times before, but we always walked in from the main entrance. However, we always walked in from the main entrance. We usually chatted near the opera house and watched the performances. We had never entered such a deep place before. Besides, I haven't been to the first half of Karazhan for almost 10 years. The last few times I came, I sat on the griffin and landed on the high platform. Then, Medivh opened a small portal for me, and I stepped into his study. "
Duque suddenly understood.
He suddenly understood why there was an opera house when he played Karazhan in the game before. That was the opera house that Laing often visited Medivh with Lothar and a group of nobles when he was young. Medivh specially designed the opera house in the Mage Tower to welcome Laing.
Of course, if this was the standard version of Karazhan, Duque would not get lost even with his eyes closed. But Karazhan with space disorder was a bit troublesome.
Duque decided. "Let's go out first. Generally speaking, going higher is the right thing to do."
"Okay."
Lothar had no objections, and his men and Garona had no objections either.
Just then, a powerful and evil will suddenly connected to the huge room. If it weren't for the huge blood-red fog that enveloped the room itself, Lothar and the others even suspected that the terrifying will would directly descend into the room.
"Tristan, what the hell are you doing? Why is my 'eyes' telling me that there's a battle here? "
Even though the tone and tone of the voice were completely different, Lothar immediately recognized that it was Medivh's voice. Of course, it was Sargeras who spoke.
Oh no! We're going to be exposed!
Even though they were very unwilling, Lothar and his men still put on a fighting stance and prepared for battle.
But … before seeing Medivh, was there any use in preparing for battle?
Just when everyone was sweating, Duque spoke. He pinched his throat, and the voice that came out of his mouth was Tristan's.
"Sorry, Master, it's Jilric teaching a few disobedient bastards a lesson."
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