Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 193 12. The mouse got into the rice vat

Aegwynn wants to resurrect his dead son.

But when Medivh was assassinated two years ago, there was no bones left. Seeing Aegwynn took out a piece of bones from the small bag he was carrying, the pirates knew that the former guardian in front of him was going to use some evil magic up.

Azeroth has all kinds of magical spells, and Aegwynn has been a guardian for more than 800 years. She must know many, many evil forces.

"This spellcasting process cannot be disturbed."

Aegwynn put the bones in the magic circle, and took Gul'dan's head in her hand. Under the long hood, she made a hoarse voice and said:

"So, I ask you to leave, gentlemen."

"wait."

Bu Laike raised his hand and said:

"The one you want to resurrect now is not His Excellency Medivh in his heyday, so naturally he doesn't need so much magic power. It is also difficult for me to find another powerful and wise spellcaster like you to help.

Therefore, I would like to ask you to help my friend and also your friend, Old Meri, to complete the Lich Transformation Ceremony after you have done the necessary things. With the magic power hidden in Gul'dan's skull, it is enough to complete this ceremony. "

"Lich transformation?"

Aegwynn raised her head and stared at Bo Laike with bright eyes under the hood. She glanced at the Skull of Gul'dan in her hand and said:

"Squeezing magic power like this will make this magic item weak for a long time, and may even damage its quality. With your current strength, you need it very much.

Furthermore, I also searched for the Lich Transformation Prayer for Meri, but that dark secret has been completely buried in the quicksand of history following the collapse of the ancient elf empire.

Without that psychic prayer, no power can be drawn from the world of the dead, and the ritual cannot be completed. "

"Then you are blessed."

Bu Laike laughed, then his expression became serious, and he said:

"Becoming a lich can gain eternity, but it is also a dangerous ritual. If there is a slight problem, it will cause the soul to dissipate. Even in the place where psychic magic was born, there are very few souls who choose to become a lich.

Merry is my friend, so I need to invite you to perform the ceremony for him.

As for the prayer, I will tell you now.

But don't spread the word, I still hope to exchange this evil knowledge for money in the future. "

The next moment, Bu Laike coughed twice, and recited in a strange language that does not belong to Azeroth:

"Gods of the dead world, please listen to this prayer calling to the dead world.

Cast me with an immortal body, and wish to serve you forever.

Bind my soul in this box, so that I can do my little work for this underworld.

Rip out my soul, keep a part of me here.

I hide it carefully, so that even if one day my body is damaged, it will protect me and allow me to be reborn in an immortal body, so that my existence can continue and the inheritance of the covenant since ancient times can be preserved.

I have engraved the seal of bondage, and I have read the book of transformation.

I have prepared my phylactery according to tradition.

I have done this with due deliberation, fully aware of the risks involved in this ritual, and my actions are entirely voluntary.

I will drink the water of immortality, I will embrace the power of the underworld.

In this way, I will change.

In this way, it becomes eternal.

In the name of Maldraxxus and the supreme warrior lord, and in the name of the ancient covenant of the five secret houses, I will become the disseminator of death, the ruler of flesh and blood, the eternal vigilante, the undead slayer, and the master of withering By.

Gods of the dead, please hear my prayer. "

Even on this observatory that does not belong to the physical world.

Even at the other end of this curtain of life and death.

Even in the world of the living, when Laike said this prayer, there was still an unstoppable cold wind blowing from the invisible.

It's as if even simple words are enough to attract the attention of some kind of power.

"Do you remember?"

Bo Laike also felt the cold wind blowing, he moved his body a little uncomfortable, and then looked at Aegwynn in front of him, who was looking at him with a strange look.

"Where did you learn this psychic language?"

Aegwynn said in a strange tone:

"I can be sure that after the War of the Ancients, there is no inheritance of this language in the world of Azeroth, and every syllable of it is made of the sound of death.

The living can't read it at all! "

"how to say."

Facing this question, the pirate shrugged, rolled his eyes and said:

"Everyone has their own little secret. And oh, Merry, after becoming a full lich, you might hear some voices now and then.

Heed my warning.

Don't respond to those voices while the veil of life and death is still secure, or you'll be in big trouble. A feral lich would definitely be noticed by someone on the other side of the veil. "

While talking, he said to the soul-inducing lamp in his hand in a negotiating tone:

"Merry, I want you to return my favor!

In the future, let my sister learn magic from you.

In fact, the way we get along along the way is also the process of me examining your teaching ability and character. My sister Jaina Proudmoore is currently studying in Dalaran.

For a little girl like her who is so talented and is in the period of shaping her outlook on life, an excellent mentor is very important.

I just hope that she stays as far away from that annoying and paranoid Antonidas as possible, and don't be spoiled by that old guy's sense of justice that has nowhere to rest in his heart.

In the whole of Dalaran, the level of his disciples is the worst!

I know exactly what his disciples will do in the future.

Besides, I seriously suspect that the old man was drinking too much when he was looking for a mentor for Jaina.

How can Antonidas, an archmage who only knows "Aha", have the qualifications to teach Haihai's daughter? It might be better to send her to Quel'Thalas. "

The pirate complained fiercely:

"But that old guy Dai Lin knew that he owed a debt of love, and he didn't want to go to the territory of the high elves, so he made his daughter miserable, and all his talents would be wasted in the cesspit of Dalaran.

So, my dear Merry, what do you say? "

"Is Jaina Proudmoore?"

The old mage Meri said in a thoughtful tone:

"I have indeed heard about Antonidas's little apprentice. Her talent for frost magic is quite amazing. I am willing to teach her, but you also know my situation, Bu Laike.

I don't stay in Dalaran for a long time, I always go to various parts of the world to explore what I am interested in. "

"That would be great!"

The pirate gave a thumbs up, shook it, and said:

"Take Jaina to run around the world, keep her as far away as possible from Arthas Menethil, from Kael'thas Sunstrider, and from the blue dragons in heat .

In the end, the farther away from me the better. "

"Your request"

The old mage said in astonishment:

"Why do I feel that you have been avoiding your family, Laike, they are all very good to you. You justly accused little Aegwynn of not being a good mother, do you want to be a bad big brother now?"

"I don't want to talk about it, and I'm not avoiding it."

Bu Laike's expression immediately became indifferent, he threw the soul lamp on the ground, strode towards the door, and said:

"I'm just protecting them in my own way. If possible, I hope to break Dailin's leg now and throw him back to Proudmoore Stronghold for retirement.

It's a pity I can't do it.

So, life always sucks, right? "

He walked to the door, reached out to push the door to return to the material world, but stopped again, looking back at Aegwynn who was lifting the soul lamp.

He rolled his eyes and said:

"Well, Ms. Aegwynn, for the sake of my help, can you allow me to visit your son's cellar? I want to go there to find some 'collections' to take back.

Anyway, our Medivh, er, Med'an kids won't use them anymore.

Instead of letting them fall into the hands of greedy adventurers, leave them to me.

I will definitely use them properly. "

This proposal stopped Aegwynn's movements.

The former guardian was silent for nearly a minute before speaking:

"Since you know what's in that sealed cellar, you should know that that cellar is the most dangerous place in Karazhan. Everything there is cursed.

Do you know what will happen to you after you take those things?

Are you ready for the eternal pursuit of a group of truly immortal hunters?

I'm going to warn you in advance, Drake.

The curse on those black knights was released by Sargeras himself. In this world, you won't find anyone who can lift you once you mess with them

Treasures are good, but you have to be alive to use them. "

"Ah, ah, I know."

The pirate waved his hand and said indifferently:

"If they weren't Sargeras' creations, I wouldn't bother with them, ma'am, sometimes the power of the enemy can be used.

Please believe me, I have done all the preparations.

In fact, I, a greedy pirate, am about to empty your son's cellar of all his treasures. "

"Then go get it."

Seeing that Bu Laike had made up his mind, Aegwynn stopped persuading her. She turned around and said, urgently needing to be busy with the ceremony:

"Take away those cursed things. Karazhan was built from the power of darkness. If you are willing to take those darkness away from this place, I wish for it.

Perhaps without them, this cursed land can truly be quiet.

It's stained with sin, too, huh? "

Before Aegwynn finished his poetic words, he felt that Laike had disappeared into the shadow behind him, which made the former guardian slightly dissatisfied.

She turned her head and said to the soul lamp beside her:

"Merry, has he always been so rude? How did you put up with it?"

"Hehe, he is a very interesting person."

The old mage said softly:

"He is like a hedgehog, unwilling to let anyone get close to him, and he doesn't want anyone to see his heart. But he is very measured, and he can always clearly know what the people he faces most desire.

He will use that desire to his advantage.

I can bear him because he tempts me with knowledge. Sometimes I really want to cut his head open to see how many tempting secrets are hidden in his mind.

Well, my idea, is it too dark?

Well, it seems that I really have the potential to become a lich. "

——

"Hey, you really have to be vigilant all the time when staying with those annoying people. I doubt if they will try to cut my head open one day to discover my secrets."

The pirate rubbed his hands and stepped out of the shadows in the banquet hall on the lower floor of Karazhan.

With his hands behind his back, he walked into the dining room, and saw his incompetent and stupid subordinates sitting at the dining table and eating, and four tall and mighty plundering orc guards simply held a plate of meat each.

And Xieyan and Zarak still have a bit of taste, and they know how to tie napkins for themselves.

But their eating appearance is also extremely ugly.

"Dry!"

The pirate stretched out his hands in despair, covering his eyes.

"Staying with you group of incompetent idiots, how can you do a good job?"

Bu Laike stepped forward and kicked over the table, cursing:

"Is it because I didn't give you enough to eat?"

"But Captain, these undead chefs are so skilled, you smell this steak, how delicious it is."

Xieyan quickly protected his steak. While eating, he said to Bu Laike:

"Captain, shall we kidnap these cooks too? The food on board is so bad that those vulpine cooks will throw things into the pot to cook.

What comes out is the same as pig food. "

"You guys are fucking useless! Throw the pirates to death."

Bu Laike waved his hand and shouted:

"Stop it all, you bastards! There's big work to do, looting time is coming, a bunch of treasures are beckoning to you, but you just want to eat.

Well, this steak is really good.

It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, much better than the chefs in Proudmoore Fortress. "

The pirate wiped his mouth, coughed, and said:

"The plan is changed. Xieyan, go to the kitchen and use the soul stone to pack those cooks away!

Be kind to people.

If you want to live long, don't mess with those who serve you food. "

(end of this chapter)