Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1482 115. Didn't expect that? My strongest weapon is already in your heart!

"The damn black-skinned elves are attacking again! Mages, follow me! Go to the city wall!"

An angry cry sounded in the underground cage of the Silvermoon Council, which specially imprisoned powerful and dangerous creatures, and soon a group of Quel'Thalas Phoenix mages silently left with their staffs and sentries.

In addition to these spellcasters who are always ready to be loyal to the Sun Dynasty, the place near the Sunwell has been temporarily transformed into a wounded barracks.

Soon the wounded who had just been transported back from the front line were lying on the elf magic carpet on the ground, and a large group of priests and healers were busy.

From time to time, a magic carpet floats up, sending the wounded who need surgical treatment to the doctor.

The Silvermoon Council of the Quel'dorei elves has always been famous in the magical world of the Eastern Continent for its super executive power. This group composed entirely of elf spellcasters is very united and extremely combative.

Because their grouping also allowed them to have a place in the court of the Sun King after thousands of years of fighting.

Especially for those elves whose backgrounds are not prominent enough, it is definitely a great career path to enter the Silvermoon Council after graduating from the Academy of Magic.

However, there are only so many seats for official councilors, and elves are immortal species, which leads to the need for not only wisdom, strength and talent, but also hard work to be promoted to official councilors.

For example, when Mrs. Golden Sword left Quel'Thalas for Kul Tiras before, her vacated parliamentary status set off a "bloody storm" among the high-level members of the parliament. In the end, the lucky Darkan · Della Hill managed to get that seat.

Generally speaking, the Silvermoon Council is a truly elite group of spellcasters, but this group is also sufficiently introverted.

At least more rolls than Dalaran's mage competition.

These councilors are the most troublesome opponents of the royal party of Quel'Thalas, and they advocate weakening Wang Quan to gain more power for the spellcasters. The scramble and conflict between the parliament faction and the royal party has been the most important theme within Quel'Thalas for thousands of years, and the competition between the two parties has extended to every part of the country for a long time.

But now that the country is in crisis, the Silver Moon Council is not a bastard who doesn't know what to do.

What's more, the significance of the existence of the Sunwell is incomparably important to spellcasters, and they must not allow the black skin elves to capture their magic holy land.

Therefore, under the call of the Sun King, most of the Yinyue mages rushed to the Sunwell as quickly as possible to help defend.

The war on the small island of Kui was very fierce. The crazy Night Children attacked from all sides trying to break through the Sunwell's defenses, and the Quel'Dorei were not to be outdone.

The enemy strikes everywhere, and they shoot everywhere.

After only two days of fighting, both sides had suffered heavy casualties, and the smell of gunpowder in the elves' civil war suddenly rose.

Although the Quel'dorei elves live a very corrupt life, those who can be elected to the Silvermoon Council are real high-level spellcasters. They did not relax their internal monitoring of this cage for powerful creatures when they fought outside.

While the wounded were being treated and the soldiers were taking a break from the incident, there were also special casters who were assigned to patrol the cells on the lower level of the cage.

The magic cage must be different from the ordinary cage where the prisoners are held. There are no cells where the iron bars are held, but instead arcane cages that are fixed in the prison circle.

It's just a big violet mana ball, where dangerous guys captured from all over the world or appearing on the land of Quel'Thalas for various reasons are imprisoned by magic.

Because of the magical connection of the Sunwell, the strength of these spell cages is unparalleled, no matter how powerful a guy is locked here, he can only stay there obediently.

Today's inspection was as smooth as before. A female elf apprentice held the "prisoner list" and counted one by one along the main aisle.

"The violent mammoth chief, the mana deformity that escaped from the laboratory, the insect priest captured in the Silithus desert, the violent dragon beast created by the black dragon's biological experiment, the barbarian troll captured by Zul Aman, The divinely infused Dragonhawk, and this one. It's said to be a lizardman thug captured in Pandaria.

God, this guy is so ugly. "

While making complaints, the female elf apprentice outlined the names on the list with a magic pen. She worked very hard, not only to confirm that the prisoners had not escaped, but also to confirm their living conditions.

Many of the prisoners here have already been "booked" as test samples by members of the Silvermoon Council. If it weren't for the sudden war, many slightly cruel experiments would probably have been put on the agenda.

As one of the managers of the Silver Moon Cage, it is also her duty to ensure the vitality of the experimental subjects.

She counted them one by one, and when she reached the last row of cages, the female elf suddenly raised her eyebrows. She clearly remembered that all the cages here were empty.

But today there is suddenly a "new prisoner" here.

"what is this?"

The female elf approached the "new prisoner" well, but was immediately "shocked" by the things locked in the magic cage.

"Murloc! Why is a weak, dirty and ugly animal imprisoned here? Well, this little thing is quite clean and cute."

She blinked and looked at the violet cage in front of her. There was a dejected little murloc sitting inside. Compared with the ordinary and ferocious murloc, the latter looked somewhat "fine-looking".

Moreover, this little thing was wearing a suit of warrior armor that fit very well, and beside it was a spear that looked like a fruit knife.

After noticing the elf in front of him, Benbo Erba, who was accidentally involved in the teleportation incident created by Aqiang and was teleported into this cage, immediately regained his spirits.

It keenly noticed that the female elf in front of her was very curious about it.

So the cunning little murloc rolled his eyes, and immediately made a very aggrieved gesture. It stood up, opened its arms and croaked, as if explaining that all this was an accident.

It is so cute, so weak, so ordinary, so harmless to humans and animals, how could a little murloc be a dangerous creature?

"Hey, you seem very smart."

The female elf was also amused by the croaking gesture of the strange little murloc in front of her.

Seeing that his cuteness offensive was effective, Benbo Erba's eyes lit up, and he immediately pushed his knight helmet and provoked the murlocs to dance on the spot

Uh, I need an additional explanation here. Although murlocs are generally recognized as savage and stupid creatures in the entire Azeroth world, even the most noble elves have to admit that murlocs dance very uniquely. And full of enthusiasm.

I don't know if the creators drank too much when they made the murlocs. In short, the creators gave the murlocs an unparalleled talent for dancing.

Moreover, the dances that murlocs in different regions are good at are not the same.

For example, the "tap dance" that Benboerba dances now is the dance that the wetland murlocs are best at.

Although it is far from pleasing to the eye, it is absolutely no problem to use it for fun and laughter. As Ben Boer Ba jumped more and more energetically, the female elf in front of her also felt more and more that this might be an oolong incident.

This cage was specially made for dangerous creatures when it was established thousands of years ago. Look at the dangerous creatures in the cage she named just now. They are all the kind of lunatics who can kill in a city at any time. thug.

And the murlocs.

Although such creatures are indeed dangerous to civilians after their numbers increase, they cannot be called "powerful" anyway.

There is no murloc that can pose a threat to high-level professionals in this world.

They seem to have nothing to do with being powerful by nature.

"I don't know which troublemaker locked you in, but I suspect it might have been a prank."

After admiring the obsequious dance of the little murloc, the female elf poked her face and said:

"I may be able to release you, little cutie, but work is work, and I have to confirm your origin again, so wait a minute, little murloc, I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, the female elf smiled and waved to the little murloc, then turned and left with her list of prisoners.

Watching the manager leave, the little murloc's flattering face immediately collapsed.

Damn it!

I didn't cheat again.

This elf apprentice looks silly and sweet today, but he is as difficult to deal with as the old man yesterday. Are these elf mages sick?

Is it okay for you to touch fish during working hours?

Why do you have to be so serious?

The little murloc sighed helplessly.

It knew that as long as the female elf went to the cage management office to check the information, she would be able to know its relationship with Braike Shaw, let alone release it, and maybe transfer it to a stricter cage.

what!

It's all because of the poor pirates!

That bastard could have fished himself out of the magic vortex before he was teleported away, and that bastard Bu Laike must have wanted to see his luck.

Sigh, having such a captain at the stall really makes the murlocs desperate.

The helpless Benbo Erba could only sit back on the ground of the cage, and it has been trying hard to escape for the past two days.

But it was too difficult. With the level of understanding of magic by the ignorant murloc, it couldn't even understand the function of the magic cage in front of it, let alone destroy it from the inside.

Staying in this ghost cage, all items related to magic were sealed, and my luggage was taken away by a few evil-eyed elf mages, and my salted fish hammer was taken as a rare thing for research. .

Damn it!

I was hollowed out!

I have nothing now.

The little murloc propped his chin with his paws with a sad face. Now he regretted why he was so lazy. He had planned to hide them in different murloc treasure piles when the wealth reached a certain level, but he was too tired. , resulting in no time to transfer wealth after being caught.

I have become a pauper.

Ugh.

The unlucky little murloc sighed for the twenty-third time.

It planned to just sleep in the cage and wait for the stinky pirate to save itself. I have a talent for treasure hunting, that greedy pirate shouldn't leave me behind, right?

"Snapped"

Just as Benbo Erba was yawning and preparing to sleep, a soft sound suddenly sounded outside the cage, startling him.

The murloc grabbed his spear and jumped up, looking forward vigilantly, his eyes widened immediately, as if seeing something terrifying.

Right in front of it, the strange sculpture that was originally placed in the cage was moving its claws, and the damned stone statue actually "lived"! And it's still blinking at itself.

What a ghost!

The little murloc rubbed his eyes with his paws, he wondered if he was hallucinating due to the pressure of being locked up these two days, but the facts are the facts.

It watched the weird "bird-man sculpture" move silently to its cage like a living person. The latter looked around and said to it in a strange human language:

"Master Earl Sin Eater asked me to send you hello, murloc, he asked me to tell you that the mission you have been lurking here has been issued, and you can go on it now!

Destroy this place and, by the way, give the Nightborne an opportunity to storm the Sunwell. "

"Quack?"

The little murloc scratched his head and looked at the statue in front of him in shock.

It probably guessed who the "Lord Sin-Eater Earl" in the stone man's mouth was, but it felt that the stinky pirate must be crazy! To actually entrust such a thing to a murloc?

Hey, smelly pirate, do you have any misunderstanding about my strength? Just pick any Phoenix mage here and you can hammer me, okay? Also, what do you mean I was ordered to lurk here?

Oh, after all this fuss, you really wanted me to be caught by these damn elves on purpose, right?

Hello!

You even take advantage of such a cute murloc like me!

You crumb pirate is really hopeless!

The little murloc waved its paws violently, and howled to retort, but unfortunately, the stone-born assassin who had just learned to speak the local dialect did not have much language talent, so she couldn't understand the little murloc's complaints at all.

He just took a few steps back, made a "careful" movement towards the murloc, and then swung his strong and sharp claws like a sharp blade to slash at the mana cage in front of him.

These stone-born assassins use heart energy as their power. Their power system is completely different from the rules of the material world. They are not restricted by the rules of magic, which makes these guys generally have the characteristics of "breaking the law".

After slashing three times in a row, a crack the size of a human head appeared in Benboerba's mana cage, which just allowed the little murloc to get up from inside.

But this big movement immediately alarmed today's administrator lady in the cage.

Just now, the female elf apprentice who thought the little murloc was very cute rushed out in a panic grabbing her wand, just in time to see the little murloc moving on the ground.

At this moment, the little murloc is as cute as before.

But when it turned its head back, it imitated Laike's posture and showed a cold murloc smile to the female elf.

This smile made the female elf feel chills, and she immediately realized that it was not without reason that this seemingly harmless murloc was imprisoned here.

But unfortunately, it was too late.

The little murloc's smile was just a target to attract her attention, the real crisis came from behind.

The Stoneborn Assassin descended from the sky without a sound, and in the midst of the double-winged slash, he sent an X-shaped ruthless slash behind the elf apprentice who was about to escape.

The apprentice fell to the ground spurting blood from his back, and she felt that her vitality was rapidly draining.

She struggled to crawl in the pool of her own blood and wanted to escape, but behind her, the cold stone-born claws flipped to reveal a strange and luxurious bird-wing dagger that was about to stab coldly.

"Quack!"

The little murloc turned into a fish-headed bird and flew over, preventing the Stoneborn from being assassinated.

It fell in front of the seriously injured elf, and under the desperate gaze of the elf apprentice, he stretched out his claws and took off a bunch of keys from her waist, then grabbed her chin, and roughly poured a bottle of expensive healing potion into it. in her mouth.

The little murloc grinned, showing his sharp teeth, stretched out his paws and patted the desperate female elf apprentice on the head, croaking twice.

meaning is:

"Don't be afraid, little girl, because you just said that the pirate is cute, so you saved your life. But just sleep here, and don't interfere with my next work.

With the nasty nature of stinky pirates, if this job is not done well, my lord will not be able to go back. "

(end of this chapter)