Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 335 44. Don't do weird things with your wand, bastard!

In the entrance test of the Narsalas School of Magic, the first three cannon fodders were all "sacrificed".

Including Bu Laike, four warlocks were assigned to the basic class.

Go to learn the basic theory of elf magic with a group of ghost classmates who are generally over 10,000 years old.

But the entrance test is not over yet.

Under the gesture of the venomous and strict elf mentor Deliana, the fourth one came up was the skinny boy Kanrethad.

This little warlock has seriously lacked confidence.

The captains whom he regarded as "models" gave up voluntarily, and he wanted to give up too, but saw Laike gesturing to him.

Let him try it.

With the first three guys as cannon fodder, when it came to the skinny boy, he took a deep breath and waved Jordan's staff to make himself as graceful as possible and control his magic power more precisely.

Throwing a shadow arrow like a black coal ball at the dummy, and then not daring to have anything, he peeked anxiously at the elf mentor next to him, waiting for a pungent and sarcastic comment.

It doesn't matter if you get scolded.

When will one day not be scolded as a pirate under Bo Laike?

But unexpectedly, Deliana, the venomous Highborne mentor, was surprisingly tolerant of the skinny boy.

She nodded and commented:

"You can control your magical power to this level at such a young age, which proves that you are very talented, and you can barely be called a genius. You also have many problems, probably because you followed a low-level mentor.

But it doesn't matter, I will teach you myself. "

Having said that, the cold and venomous Highborne glanced at the three warlocks beside him who were as quiet as quails, and said straightforwardly:

"You don't have to go to basic classes either.

Those basic knowledge are prepared for these mediocrity, geniuses have genius learning methods! Ah, back then, I was also a famous spell-casting genius in Elesalas City.

I have also been received and guided by Prince Torsedrin, and that experience has benefited me for a lifetime.

next! "

Following her call, Natalie, the ship's doctor, was the last to appear.

The black-robed priest was very calm.

Unlike the first four, she was born in the orthodox church. She had been taught by Fao herself, and she had studied in a holy place of light like the North County Abbey for many years. She had a very solid foundation in spellcasting.

With a holy light spell, plus a mind blast, it's easy to pass.

"Well, light and shadow magic is a rare type among spellcasters in the empire.

At present, there are few instructors in the academy who have dabbled in this aspect. Perhaps we should write a letter of recommendation and arrange for you to go to the Sisters of Elune to study in the Temple of the Moon God in Val'sharah. "

Deliana is very satisfied with Natalie's performance.

She said regretfully:

"Unfortunately, the communication link between Narsalas College and the Elune Sisters has been cut off for more than ten thousand years, and I don't know what happened to those Luna priests, why they haven't replied.

But it doesn't matter, before the priests of the moon reply, Dean Lanyue will personally teach you, she has traveled in the Moon God Temple for hundreds of years, and has dabbled in light and shadow magic.

But you have to be prepared, Dean Lanyue is very strict. "

"Thank you, mentor."

Ms. Nathalie responded politely and looked back at Laike.

The latter will be very unexpected, but it is undoubtedly a surprise to be able to get on with the dean as soon as you enter the academy.

As he followed Deriana into the subterranean teaching grounds of Narsalas College, Laike whispered something to Natalie, who nodded.

"Entering the teaching area, it is strictly forbidden to communicate in private...****** Ling Deliana, like all class teachers, has eyes in the back of her head, turned around and scolded, and was again in this dark and damp underground passage full of gravel. At the end, raise your right hand.

In a stern tone, he said to the "bad students" in the three basic classes:

"You guys go over there, Instructor Nitil is conducting a 'Wand Hero' class, don't miss your first class.

Remember, your study progress will be summarized to me. If your study efficiency cannot keep up with the progress of the college, I will have a good talk with you. "

After sternly yelling at the bad students, the tutor pointed to Natalie in a gentle tone and pointed to the passage on the left, saying:

"That's Dean Lanyue's office. Natalie can go to find the dean now for your studies. As for you, Kanresad, come with me, and I will personally tutor you in advanced spellcasting studies.

What are you three still doing here?

Shall I take you to the classroom?

Are you all children? "

The three bad students looked at me and I looked at you. This kind of differential treatment made it difficult for them to accept for a while. When they turned to the basic class classroom, Bu Laike cursed in a low voice:

"It's too real to give good students a small lesson and let bad students learn by themselves? I thought it would be different in the school of the high elves. After a long time, it's the same all over the world."

"These elves are a nuisance."

Zalak, the troll who was following Bo Laike, felt humiliated, and said in a low voice:

"Captain, why don't we give these elf ghosts who look down on people with dog's eyes? Anyway, after they die, their strength is very weak. As long as we don't mess with the dean, we can."

"you are silly."

Beastman Xieyan also had a fierce attitude of not admitting defeat, but he still had a brain. Before the troll finished speaking, he choked back:

"These elf ghosts are protected by curse power. Didn't you just see that the two ghosts who threw big fireballs at each other were quickly revived after being smashed?

The captain said that this curse has shrouded the entire territory of Azsuna for 10,000 years through some tidal stone, and these ghosts are the real "undead".

However, Captain, Zarak has a point. "

Xieyan moved his fingers. Although he was amazed by the elf's superb spellcasting skills just now, a warlock is a warlock, and this society has already begun to plan some dark things.

He was walking in the dark and damp, winding downward tunnel. In the darkness, the sinister warlock suggested to the silent Bo Laike:

"The power of the curse is very powerful, and it is impossible to break it head-on. After all, we are not as good as a legendary figure like Queen Azshara, but we are not warlocks.

A master at playing with the soul.

We can absorb these ghosts into soul stones, prevent them from being resurrected, torture them, and steal all their magical knowledge!

Besides, there are so many people waiting for us outside, do we really want to be 'good students' in this bullshit academy until graduation?

Those elf ghosts have been studying for ten thousand years, and they haven't graduated yet. "

"You still want to graduate? You think beautifully."

With his hands behind his back, Bu Laike walked to the classroom of the basic class, and explained to his two vicious dog legs:

"The elves didn't graduate, not because they couldn't cast spells, but because they didn't graduate at all. Azshara unleashed a vicious curse on Azsuna, and these ghosts cycled on the last day of their lives.

They didn't live 10,000 years.

They repeat a day for 10,000 years. You can't learn anything here, because the tutors teach the same content every day.

This is a vicious circle that is locked in an infinite loop.

They won't know us after midnight today. "

These words made the orc and the troll look at each other in blank dismay. If so, why did they come to this academy to pretend to be good students?

"Five days!"

Bu Laike seemed to feel the doubts of the two dog legs. He gestured with his left hand and said:

"Within five days, we must steal the key to the treasury from Dean Alya Blue Moon, get the fragments of the Tidal Stone, and not die here.

Once dead, your soul will also be trapped in this place as one of these ghosts.

But in reverse."

The pirate sneered, clasped his fingers, and said:

"The curse of Azsuna is carried by the Tidal Stone. As long as we take the Tidal Stone away, the curse here will be broken. At that time, the 'in situ resurrection' of these ghosts will also be broken.

At that time, they will become the new guardians of the Naglfar, and they will turn their magical powers to serve me and the undead pirates!

Our strength will explode!

To hell with the Kul Tiran fleet and the tidesages, we'll overwhelm them with countless fireballs! "

"Brilliant, Captain! That's a great idea!"

The troll exclaimed loudly, and the orc warlock flattered him:

"As expected of the captain, you easily uttered a crazy plan that we didn't even dare to think about. Your evil wisdom makes me feel trembling!"

"Hahahaha, learn a little bit, trash."

Bu Laike also put his hips on his hips and laughed like a big villain.

The three warlocks hid in this dark place laughing wildly.

Like three sewer rats plotting to steal, as if their evil plan had been completed and the entire Nazaras Academy had been trampled underfoot.

Then

"Why are you three freshmen laughing there? Are you crazy? Come in now! The wand practice class is about to start! Credits will be deducted for being late for class."

Severe reprimands sounded from the brightly lit classroom ahead, interrupting the laughter of the three dark guys like killing chickens.

Under the glaring gaze of a silver-haired elf mentor with his arms akimbo, the trio of Bu Laike walked into the classroom despondently amidst the ridicule of ghosts of elf apprentices.

It's the scene of social death.

"Get out your wands, all."

A few minutes later, the wand teaching course began. The white-haired elf instructor held up the black crystal wand in his hand, and said to the students who were quietly listening to the class in an emotional voice:

"Wand, this is the weapon of the spellcaster.

Just like the sharp sword in the hands of a swordsman and the war bow in the hands of a ranger, it is not only the medium you use to release magic, but also the last means of self-protection when you are alone and helpless.

Before every spellcaster officially begins to learn magic, he must first master the combat method of the wand.

It is different from obscure and complicated magic, it only needs .

newborn!

What are you doing with your wand! Don't do weird things with your wand, bastard! "

"what?"

The orc warlock who was tickling his back with the novice wand issued by the academy raised his head blankly, and saw the white-haired elf mentor angrily waving the wand in his hand.

A restrained and sharp arcane arrow flew out from the tip of her wand, hitting Xieyan in front of her, but was blocked by the magician's resident magic armor.

The classroom was silent for a moment.

The anger in the eyes of Instructor Nitil, who was scolding Xieyan, immediately accumulated. Bu Laike and Zarak next to the orc immediately moved away to avoid accidental injury.

"No, mentor! I know I was wrong!"

Xieyan yelled, but it was too late.

In the next moment, the magic wand in the hand of the female elf teacher seemed to be waving afterimages. She swung at least ten times in a second, and ten arcane arrows shot towards her like a machine gun.

The orc screamed, fell to the ground with his body in his arms, and rolled from side to side.

He pretended.

After all, he was a high-level warlock, how could he be so embarrassed by the weak magic power summoned by the magic wand.

But Xieyan is an old fritter who hangs around in the Shadow Council. He knows how to put on a poor show to calm the angry people.

After all, things like magic wands are just the most basic means of attack for spellcasters.

It does not need to calculate the mana model or induce magic power when it is swung. Every time it is swung, the wand made with special skills will automatically gather magic power and turn it into small fireballs, arcane arrows or hailstones and throw it out.

Only magic apprentices and spellcasters who have run out of mana will use weak wands as a means of attack.

"Stop howling, get up."

The female tutor, Nitier, obviously also noticed Xieyan's little trick. She snorted and continued to say to the others:

"The wand is sacred, and it represents a means to replace begging and humiliation, to gain dignity and hope for you when you are most powerless.

You beginners must keep this in mind.

Do not do strange things with your wands.

Especially female students!

Magic is concentrated with every wave of the wand, and I've dealt with many embarrassing situations where the wand was used indiscriminately and caused physical trauma.

Although I will emphasize this every time a new student enters the school, the same tragedy will happen to every student.

Resist some of your eccentric desires when using a wand

What are you three freshmen laughing at!

He still smiled so obscenely, which completely didn't meet the demeanor standards of Nathalas College students.

come up!

It's up to you and me to teach wand confrontation.

Remove the magic shield, and watch me teach you three bastards who disrupt classroom discipline and refuse to change after repeated admonitions. "

(end of this chapter)