Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 337 46. Listening to ghosts telling stories about the past

Near midnight, all the students in Nazaras Academy, regardless of senior or junior, were scolded by the serious dormitory administrator, Mr. Dexie, and went back to their dormitories.

As a magic academy with an ancient heritage and a rich heritage, the management of the students in the dormitory is naturally very strict.

Men and women are separated.

No going out at night until classes start the next morning.

Senior students can apply for a meditation room, but this privilege is currently not available, and all students are forced to stay in crowded and dilapidated teaching spaces underground.

Well, in fact, the living conditions should not be so bad.

After all, it is a school of magic with a long history, and the entire circle around Lake Azsuna is within the scope of Narsalas Academy.

The students should have lived in the spacious and bright lake-view villa dormitory, and the instructors should have stayed in their own magic towers, as well as separate classrooms for various courses, an outdoor practice field, and so on.

These academies have alms for teaching, but recently the crazy Naga have attacked the academies for no reason, causing large buildings to be occupied by those nasty deep-sea soft-skin snakes.

The upper echelons of the academy have already assigned some mentors and battle mages to join forces with Faronaar's soldiers to expel Naga together.

But before the naga are driven out of Azsuna, students and mentors will have to endure.

"Mr. Deliana is really strict."

In the dormitory of the four boys in Bu Laike, four warlocks sat in the collapsed, damp darkness, with a fire in front of them, and the four sat cross-legged around them.

Kanrethad was the first to complain:

"Before the start of the magic rune class, she spent more than an hour correcting my spellcasting habits, and also taught me the cumbersome etiquette of spellcasters, including how to hold a staff, how to greet other mages, and how to meditate. .

She also mocked my Thalasian, saying it was as vulgar as those Kaldorei wild elves from Val'sharah, and not classy at all. She asked me to learn Salas language with her, saying that she would not teach me magic until the language was corrected. "

"it's OK."

The pirate threw a piece of wood into the bonfire in front of him. He took off the hood of the Corruptor robe and said to the little warlock:

"After ten minutes, she won't know you anymore. Fortunately, we have gone through the admission procedures and are already a member of the academy, but you have to deal with her again tomorrow."

"I don't like this place."

The troll Zalak will now dispel the disguise of the Orb of Deceit. He touched his fangs sullenly, and said to the others:

"I can't use the orb of deceit tomorrow, so I can't go to class. The upper elves are so hostile to trolls, as long as I dare to show up, I will be killed by them."

"I don't want to go to class either, certainly not because I'm a bad student who wants to skip class. You know me, Captain, and I'd love to learn from someone better than me.

But those elves are so arrogant! "

The orc's Xieyan grabbed a handful of brimstone and fire in the darkness very displeased. The faint flame illuminated his blue-faced and fangsed face, and he uttered vulgar words in the darkness:

"We are warlocks! We don't have to abide by the cumbersome rules of these elf spellcasters. If you want me to say, why not give them tonight while they are resting."

"Don't worry, everything is planned."

Bu Laike, who was illuminated by the fire in the darkness, played with the head of Gul'dan in his hand. He said sinisterly:

"It's not yet time, after I finish the magic rune course tomorrow and get the qualification to study with Dean Lanyue, you can go ahead and do it.

Did you really think you were going to school when I brought you here? "

When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested, especially Zalak and Xieyan, the two bastards who didn't want to be restrained. The evil in their eyes had already made no secret.

"Hey, after I steal the key to the treasure house, the two of you are going to cause a riot in the academy!"

Bo Laike said to Evil Eye and Zarak:

"I asked you to bring the soul stone before. When the time comes, summon the demons. The bigger the trouble, the better. It is best to lure Alia Lanyue out of the dean's office, so that I can do things more conveniently." .

Natalie is there to help.

As long as the timing is right, the tidal stone fragments can be stolen before the blue moon returns. "

"it is good!"

"no problem!"

When the two villains heard this plan, they immediately geared up.

But the little warlock Kanrethad, who was sitting in the dark, held his staff and made a weak protest. He said in the dark:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with going to school here."

"Ok?"

The eyes of the troll and the orc fell on the skinny boy at the same time. They wondered if Kanrethad was stupid. What's the fun in being suppressed by a group of arrogant elves?

"Hey, you're a warlock!"

Xieyan said dissatisfied:

"The inheritance among warlocks is not in such an academic style, you have never experienced the 'training' of the Shadow Council, you are like a young bird.

The growth of a warlock must be obtained in cruel wars and conspiracies.

For us, magic is one aspect, and the 'virtues' of cruelty and cunning have to be learned by yourself! "

"Because the inheritance of the orc warlocks is like this, it doesn't mean that human warlocks have to be as barbaric as you!"

The skinny boy shot back immediately:

"You followed Gul'dan, and let that big bastard shape you into the pathetic and cunning look you are now. But is the system left by Gul'dan necessarily correct?

I haven't received any orthodox magic education before, and I don't know how Dalaran and Quel'Thalas train spellcasters, but I just think Narsalas Academy is very good.

At least it's much better than following your wild path to inherit and learn magic.

At least people will teach me how to control the magic power scale, how to draw runes, how to use the staff, and how to prevent the magic power from getting out of control! Did you teach me this?

You don't at all.

You just threw your own experience to me, let me learn by myself, and made me into the half-baked person I am now. Although Teacher Deliana speaks harshly, she really wants to teach me well.

She really wants to teach me how to be a qualified spellcaster. "

While speaking, Kanrethad pursed his lips, looked at Bu Laike again, and said:

"Captain, there is no serious system for human warlocks, they are all following the old path of orc warlocks, and it is impossible for us to create another Shadow Council.

That path has been proven wrong. Gul'dan is dead. You killed him with your own hands. When he died, was there anyone around him to help him?

That is a path of betrayal.

I was completely on the sidelines of your process of building the Uncrowned. You want to reshape a path of rise that belongs only to you in the way of assassins. You have to redefine the rules for assassins.

You know that when your rules take effect, all the assassins in the entire human world will become your sharp blades.

But why can't there be rules on the path of the Warlock? "

The skinny boy, whose eyes glowed in the darkness, gasped and described his bold idea to Bo Laike, and with a dark vision he said:

"Nasaras College is your opportunity, and it is our opportunity!

These high-level elf instructors have rich teaching experience. Although they are very unfamiliar with warlock magic, as long as they learn it, they will definitely become the best warlock instructors.

I heard Zarak tell me what you think, we might as well move Narthalas Academy to Tol Barad!

Just play against Dalaran.

How long has Dalaran existed? In less than three thousand years, Narsalas College has existed for more than ten thousand years. By then, the orthodoxy of mages and warlocks will be on our side!

What are the mages of Dalaran fighting with us?

Don't you want to start a nation in Tol Barad? Why not build it from the Kingdom Academy of Magic, we can completely copy the process of the rise of Dalaran

Valuable knowledge should not be monopolized by Dalaran!

We don't need a human version of the Shadow Council, Captain, we can build another Dalaran! No, we can be better, better and better than them!

The best and most powerful spellcaster mentors in the entire world are with us.

Didn't they say that Nazaras College has trained many magic princes?

Why should this glorious history be cut off?

Why can't Dean Lanyue and Mentor Deliana cultivate a human magic prince for us? "

The skinny boy had finished speaking.

Let there be a dead silence in this dilapidated dormitory, let Xieyan and Zalak look at each other, and let Braike's eyes be filled with admiration.

He smiled and said:

"As expected of you, Kanrethad Eber Locke, indeed, there are talents everywhere. You two trash, learn more from our skinny boy.

Don't just think about destruction and destruction every day, you also need to think about construction.

never mind.

I don't expect you to think about such in-depth issues.

Come.

Let's adjust the plan and rearrange it according to the thin boy's thinking. "

——

While Bu Laike and his group were discussing tricks, Natalie was alone with Dean Alya Blue Moon in the girls' dormitory. It wasn't because the dean had any eccentricities among girls.

It was because of something in Natalie's hand that caught Dean Lanyue's attention.

"It's the remains of something great."

Alya Blue Moon was sitting on the edge of the damp and cold, collapsed stone bed. This illusory phantom held the holy eye that constantly emitted gentle and holy light in its hands.

Natalie sat next to her in the manner of an apprentice, listening to the ghost of more than 10,000 years old tell stories of the past.

"I can feel a familiar aura. I should have seen it when it was complete in Valshara's Moon God Temple."

Dean Lanyue pushed his unique frameless crystal glasses.

At the time of death, the legendary mage of the upper elves, who was already very old, put the holy eye, which was not round in shape, in front of her eyes and observed it carefully. She said:

"That was when I was traveling before I became the headmaster of Narsalas Academy. Accompanied by the high priest Ms. Maiev, I spent many years traveling in the oldest temple of the Moon God.

It was also during that time that I saw the great thing.

It is a strange wand.

Hold in the hand of a high priest of the Sisterhood of Elune, it has the power of light and shadow at the same time, representing the two completely different moon phases of pure healing and night punishment.

The priests of the moon use the power of divine magic, which are two completely different systems from magic. Their spells have different sources from the 'holy light' magic you use, but their manifestations are very similar.

The moon priests' cognition of different moon phases is also very similar to the theory of light and shadow you described to me before, perhaps from the same source.

I've tried to get to the bottom of that power.

But I'm a mage after all, and I can't accept that faith takes root in the heart that seeks the truth. "

Speaking of this, Dean Lanyue chuckled lightly, as if recalling an ancient memory, she returned the sacred eye to Natalie and said to her:

"When that peculiar staff is used for healing, it is called 'blessing'. When it is used for punishment, it will be called 'curse' by reverence.

It is an example of the perfect fusion of two powers and a symbol of the way of light and shadow you are looking for.

Unfortunately, that great thing was eventually destroyed.

The sacred eye in your hand is the wreckage of the side that represents the healing power. To restore it, you have to find the wreckage of the side that represents darkness.

And, you also need a branch born with the power of nature.

I've heard that the druids have certain magical trees of magical oak. Only the power of harmony of all things born in nature has the ability to carry and maintain light and shadow at the same time. "

Dean Lanyue pushed his glasses, and said to Natalie Serling, who was beside him thoughtfully:

"You are walking on a very difficult road, newborn Natalie, this road cannot be maintained by pure faith alone, the temptation of darkness can't be resisted by even the purest moon priest.

There has always been a terrible legend among them that after falling into the dark moon phase completely, they will become the "Moon Night God of War".

If you want to reach the end of this road, you must complete the recasting of "blessing". During this process, you may have a deeper understanding of the meaning of light and shadow.

After you understand that precious knowledge, your body and mind can be expanded enough to bear greater power. "

Natalie nodded.

What Dean Lanyue said was very literary. In layman's terms, if Natalie wants to become a legendary priest on the road of light and shadow, she must complete the recasting of the blessing staff.

"Where is the wreckage on the dark side?"

she asked.

Alya Lanyue was about to return, but at this moment, time slowly passed midnight, a look of bewilderment flashed across the face of this legendary spell caster.

She glanced at Natalie and said regretfully:

"Ten thousand years, here we go again. Natalie Serling, let's get to know each other again in a few minutes. Also, I have a bit of a bad temper, especially when it comes to strangers with malicious intent.

Narsalas College is generous, and we return valuable knowledge to all who study.

I want you to restrain yourself a bit.

If you can be a good student and pursue the truth of magic with your heart, the only thing this land can give you back is knowledge, and those things that shouldn’t be taken away, let them stay here forever.”

The next moment, the dean's expression became weird. She looked at Natalie Serling vigilantly, noticed the student badge on Natalie's robe, and said in a stern voice:

"Freshman! Did you finish your homework? What do you mean shaking your head? Not done? Then why are you still wasting your time here?

What a burnout!

It looks like you need some extra homework to remind you how valuable knowledge is and how hard it is to learn. Come on, after completing this set of magic test papers, I only give you thirty minutes. "

(end of this chapter)