Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1650 18. My school is really great, but it belongs to you now

A group of spirit bodies that were "reincarnated from the filth" by Sakir are busy in the ruins of the mysterious palace full of weeds.

It stands to reason that spirit bodies can't do the work of weeding, bricks and ashes, but the school guards used by the mysterious school have a very peculiar function. This kind of structure made with gem magic can temporarily allow souls to enter and manipulate.

This can also be regarded as the "traditional art" of the Draenei. There are many such soul constructs in the Auchindoun Necropolis in the world of Dellano.

This is also the "soul core" that the old man Sakir said when he threatened the spirit bodies before, but the temporary manipulation of the structure and being made into a "soul core" are two completely different concepts.

Therefore, the first task of the school spirits after they are awakened is to search for the out-of-control structure defenders throughout Mac'Aree, and then act as "Gundam Drivers" to drive them to the ruins of the mysterious school to start rebuilding here.

With the help of these "miniature Gundams", in just a few hours, the dilapidated buildings on the land of the academy were quickly cleaned up.

Although Sakir is crazy, he still has reason and has no intention of actually starting to rebuild the academy right now.

He just wants to create a logistics foothold for the upcoming Azeroth Anti-Demon Expeditionary Force on the basis of the original school site. Looking at the current bad situation in the world of Argus, there is no place more suitable for doing this than the ruins of the Palace of Mysteries.

There is a relatively complete magic defense system here, as well as some large almshouses built underground. The most important thing is that there are very few demons on this land, which can provide the expeditionary army with a chance to rest and replenish supplies away from the front line.

The spirits were in full swing.

While they were working, they asked familiar people to find out what happened after they "slept deeply". After realizing that it has been 25,000 years since the Argus civilization was shattered, most of the spirits fell into an uncontrollable state of depression. In grief and anger.

The grief is that they, who were the future stars of Argus, are unable to turn the tide, and the anger is that their world has been infected by evil energy and is completely hopeless.

And after learning about the 25,000-year wandering of the Draenei and the tragedy they encountered in Dellano from the eloquent little star, many eredar students were extremely sad and even shed tears.

Of course, spirit bodies cannot shed tears, so they can only make ugly screams like howling ghosts and wolves.

Especially when they heard that the draenei led by Velen were slaughtered by orcs to the point that none survived, some fiery spirits secretly made up their minds to give those brutal orcs a good look in the future!

Dare to bully our children and grandchildren, it really gives you the face of the green-skinned orcs! Why not come and fight some of the most powerful spellcasters born in the Golden Age of Argus?

asshole!

Wash your neck and wait!

The ability of these spirit body students to enter the Mystery Academy proved their talents, and one of them was one of ten thousand geniuses in the golden age of Argus.

These guys were already cynical because of their accidental death, but now they feel empathy for the suffering of their compatriots. After Little Xingxing finished telling the history of the blood and tears of the Draenei people, many spirits immediately showed signs of transformation into wraiths .

However, the leaders of the academy, including Sakir, did not come to stop this transformation.

They are now in the midst of a fierce war. Compared with a group of gentle spirits, some powerful and resentful spirits are obviously more effective in fighting.

At least they will never back down when facing the devil.

Sakir also just needs a group of angry spirits to make soul cores for the school guards who can no longer move.

Of course, this is an evil secret tacitly shared by the superiors.

"I saw in the spirit body many of the juniors who had pursued me back then, and their lives stayed forever on the day when Archimonde destroyed the academy, but I became a soft-boned devil who was despised.

Tsk tsk, things are really different. "

Queen Saloras stayed beside Bo Laike, she is always calm and has a lot of scheming female demons, holding the pirate knife at her waist, she whispered to Bo Laike:

"Master, are you helping Principal Sakir release these spirit bodies in order to shape Argus' undead Scourge?"

"No, no, things like the Scourge of the Undead are uncontrollable. There is only one Frostmourne, and there is only one Helmet of Dominion. Why do I have nothing to do with that thing?"

Boo Laike sat cross-legged on the head of a tall shut-down palace guard, smoking his pipe.

He looked out condescendingly.

Looking northwest across the vast lake in the center of Mac'Aree, the pirates could see the ruins of a huge palace standing on the edge of the floating island continent.

The area of ​​the palace built on the mountain occupies one-fifth of the mainland of the floating island, and its magnificence and dignity in its heyday can be seen only from the huge ruins.

"There is the seat of the ruling group."

Queen Saloras noticed Bu Laike's gaze, and she introduced in a low voice like a "tour guide":

"During the golden age of Argus, it was the power center of the entire world. Velen and Kil'jaeden ruled and led the entire world of Argus there. Later, Archimonde was able to get in there.

It is also the area where the eredar welcome the arrival of Lord Sargeras.

It was the source of the fel energy's impact on the world. That terrible impact directly led to the collapse of the incomparably gorgeous seat of the ruling group and even the Mac'Aree area, and almost all the buildings were razed to the ground. "

The female demon whispered:

"A demon lord once suggested that the ruins be bulldozed to establish a command center for the Legion in Mac'Aree, but Kil'jaeden and Archimonde rejected it at the same time.

This led many demons to suspect that the ruins contained something important to the Tricksters and Defilers. "

"It does exist, but it's not the demonic artifact you imagined."

Bu Laike said something casually.

In his void vision at this time, he can see more things that exist above the ruins.

That purple shadow was woven into a huge hemispherical barrier, covering almost the entire area of ​​the seat of the ruling group in the light invisible to the naked eye.

When the pirate focused on the ruins in the distance, he could still vaguely hear a dark, low and sad song, much like Zela's hymn echoing in the light, but this song was obviously more gloomy and desperate.

"No wonder Kil'jaeden doesn't allow demons here"

Laike withdrew his gaze, and shook his head to let the strange singing voice that lingered for three days dissipate in his ears.

He murmured in a low voice:

"If I were Kil'jaeden, I wouldn't let cannon fodder soldiers fill this gluttonous pit that can never be filled. If the world of Argus hadn't become a holy land of fel energy, the strength of the void rift here alone would be enough to overwhelm the entire world. Argus sacrificed to the Sunless Sea.

There is something terrible and valuable and delicious in that ruin. "

After finishing speaking, the pirate licked his lips pervertedly, and then turned his head to look at the members of the Holy Light Legion who were patrolling back and forth at the foot of the guards in the academy where he was.

Their state at this time is very strange.

The Holy Light Blades, who are always very stable, will appear agitated one by one, as if they feel something that does not exist but is attacking their hearts. Mograine is talking to the team members one by one to stabilize them Case.

"Hey! Ladies, if you hear something, please tell me immediately."

Bu Laike exhaled the smoke ring and shouted:

"Especially when you are resting, if you have a nightmare, you have to tell me in time. I don't want to lose precious cannon fodder before I start the treasure hunt."

"Huh? Did they hear something?"

Just finished telling the "ghost story" to the spirits of Eredar, the little star who is happily taking pictures here and there drives the Throne of Thor to the pirates.

She pushed her wizard's pointed hat, moved the elf's ears curiously, and said:

"I didn't hear anything."

"So are we!"

Sitting on the throne of Thor, Brian and Zhou Zhuo, who were surveying the local terrain to figure out where there might be cultural relics, both reported safety, but the pirate gave him a hard look and said:

"It's none of your business. It's a sound that only smart people can hear, not fools.

You guys seem to be very busy, let me tell you quietly, I just flew into the sky to look around and found a hidden palace ruin on the top of the mountain behind the Mystic Academy.

From my years of treasure hunting experience, there might be something good there.

Hurry up and take a look, it would be great if you can dig out something interesting.

Come, take it with you. "

Bo Laike waved the little murloc who was sitting next to him and began to play with the dangerous Yogg-Saron Mystery Box in boredom, and threw it to the old dwarf by the neck, letting him follow Brian to hunt for treasure.

The stinky pirate wondered if the little murloc's good luck could offset the old dwarf's damned "destroyer aura".

Watching the little star flying towards the hill behind with a group of guys in cheers, Bu Laike moved his body and stood up, and said to Queen Salolas next to him:

"You and your sister have my imprint of the void on them, so you don't have to worry about being besieged by ordinary void creatures. I have to stay in the Palace of Mysteries for another day, so the two of you went to the ruins of the seat of the ruling group to help me find the way.

Be careful not to go too deep there, and immediately disband yourself and come back to me when you encounter danger. "

"Who do you look down on?"

Flapping her wings and floating in the air, the high-ranking warlock Oresis folded her arms in displeasure, and said impatiently:

"Although my sister and I are not as powerful as you, we will kill you even if we are demigods together. In Mac'Aree, where the conflict intensity is not as strong as Krokuun, we will not encounter any danger. "

"I didn't say you would be troubled by demons, you big-chested and brainless fool."

Bu Laike supported his forehead and scolded:

"I'm talking about other things, things that you can't deal with with magic and fire, it seems that I really protect you two very well.

I think if a place even Kil'jaeden won't want to set foot in, then you two should at least be careful, but whatever, you're not really going to die anyway, just play an adventure game, girls. "

The pirate waved his hand and said:

"Go, I'll meet you in a day at most.

We must finish the matter in Mac'Aree as quickly as possible, and then return to Krokuun, and the war there cannot be dragged on for too long.

I think Kil'jaeden and Archimonde may have spotted our traces, which is not a good thing for scouting operations. "

After finishing speaking, the pirate jumped off the heads of the school guards who were more than a dozen tall, and was about to go to Sakir to discuss the placement of the teleportation point, but just a few steps away, he saw the sneaky warlock trio walk towards him.

"Boss, I just saw it, this place is not bad!"

Xieyan rubbed his hands, and was the first to speak:

"Although the Mystic Academy looks dilapidated on the surface, the underground teaching alms are all intact. We found an underground academy and went in to have a look.

My fellow, the interior decoration is terribly gorgeous, and the extravagant eredar use gems as big as their heads as the floor, which is perfect for your current status! "

"Yes, yes, the most important thing is that this place is big enough!"

Zarak licked his lips, and suggested to Bo Laike flatteringly:

"The main area of ​​the school palace alone is comparable to the entire teaching area of ​​Nassaras College, and it is even more impressive when the testing grounds in the surrounding mountains are included.

There are also complete preset magic nodes in each place, which can meet our teaching needs with only slight changes.

We no longer need to look at the faces of those mages.

Now when we book a magic experiment class in Tol Barad, we have to fight with the Mage School to grab the laboratory. Sometimes we can't get it, and we have to go back to the broken tower to take the apprentices to do experiments.

Enough is enough!

Those damn elf ghosts rely on the backing of Dean Lanyue to bully our Warlock School everywhere, but I think that a mighty Master Warlock like you should have a school like the Mystic Academy for you use. "

"Yes, Captain."

Kanrethad reminded very finishing touch at the end:

"We warlocks who play with demons will be condemned by other people if we want to summon a demon in the material world, but our professional nature is inseparable from the support of evil energy.

I think we might as well stop playing with those spellcasters.

We transferred the Warlock School of Narthalas to the Arcane Academy, where we summoned fel energy and demons to our heart's content in this broken place, and no one cares about us. This is still the front line against the Burning Legion.

Our research on warlock magic here can be regarded as contributing to the peace of Azeroth.

This is good for both parties, Captain, you must think twice. "

"Well, your suggestion sounds outrageous."

Rubbing his chin, Bu Laike was surrounded by the trio of warlocks and walked into the academy. He said as he walked:

“If you think about it carefully, it does make sense.

The warlock school really needs a place close to the Twisting Nether if it wants to develop and grow, and the broken land of Mac'Aree perfectly meets all the requirements of the warlock.

But we can't do this.

Grandpa Saqier has just taken back his school, so we went to ask him for it, even though he is a psychopath, he will definitely be angry when he hears this.

Or, you guys go talk about it?

Just convince him the same way you persuaded me just now. I think you are very eloquent, so there is no problem in doing this. Anyway, Sakir is also the current helm of the Warlock School, and it will not hurt him if the Warlock School grows stronger.

You say, right? "

"Well, here's what you say, Captain."

Xieyan slapped his thigh, spread his hands, and said in a helpless tone:

"If we dare to say it, we won't come to you. Aren't we afraid of him? You are not afraid of Mr. Saqier's gloomy scythe, but the three of us can't stand it.

It's not for you to support me.

You go with us, in case he gets angry you can run with us. "

"Look at your incompetence! It is because you are so timid and irresponsible that those mages dare to bully us warlocks wantonly.

I see that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

Shame on you bastards! "

Bu Laike suddenly became furious, and this group of bastards planned to prostitute his contacts for nothing like Laid?

The pirates who noticed this immediately pulled out the pirate nine-tailed whip that was used to beat Reid that day. When they saw this scene, the warlock trio screamed and fled in all directions.

But before the pirate could chase after him, the ground around him turned into quicksand and swirled, shaping Sakir's figure.

With a burning skull on his back, the old man blocked the way of Bu Laike. He didn't talk nonsense, pointed at the mysterious school behind him, and said:

"Do you think my school is good?"

"it is good."

Bu Laike nodded, and Grandpa Sakir asked again:

"Then do you want it?"

"That's a lot to think about."

The pirate rolled his eyes and said:

"But I know that you will definitely not give it to me for no reason. After all, you spent so much time to restart the school, and you also told your students that you want to rebuild the Eredar magic inheritance .

This is a real big deal. "

"No, I lied to them."

Sakir waved his hand, and the burning skull showed a very nervous and frightening smile.

He said hoarsely:

"I really want to rebuild the inheritance, but that's just an occasional normal moment in my crazy thoughts. A soul full of revenge and hatred that only knows destruction is unable to undertake such a heavy responsibility.

I just want you to fully see the value of the Mystery Academy, and then use it to make a deal with you.

Bo Laike, you know what I came to Argus for.

I am willing to give you my academy and my disciples, and I am willing to hand over the last orthodox magic power left in the world of Argus.

All I need is for you to create an opportunity for me.

A chance to kill Archimonde himself!

A chance as cruel and painful as he betrayed and killed me back then, I will repay ten times the sins I have suffered! I know very, very few among the stars who can do this.

But I believe that you absolutely can.

Laike, have pity on my old bones, forged in betrayal and pain. "

(end of this chapter)