Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 414 123. I want to write a big miserable word on you Dalaran

"boom"

The sound of the soul stone shattering was as clear as glass, bringing up a puff of green smoke in the dusk of the evening, and the sealed souls howled out and escaped.

But he didn't run too far, and was absorbed by the demon summoning ceremony activated in the mage camp.

Using the soul as bait, a small group of hellhounds who smelled the fragrance in the twisting void rushed out howling.

The moment these scaly, eyeless vicious demons entered the material world, they were attracted by the surrounding life, and they began to frantically attack the nearest hapless ones.

The soul stones thrown around the camp by the Nightborne Arcanists before were detonated one after another. The large number of summons in a short period of time filled the mage camp on Amber Cliff with all kinds of low-level demons within a few minutes.

This confusion is only a precursor.

According to the experience of Dalaran and the shadow council warlocks of the orcs, the appearance of low-level demons means that a more dangerous situation is coming.

"boom"

A giant black magic steel ax roared and smashed in from outside the camp, smashing apart the arcane shield propped up by a three-man combat team.

The battle mages reacted quickly, but as soon as they raised their staffs, several magic rays fell from the sky, freezing them in place, and the severe cold came, causing the mages to suffer severe frostbite.

"Weak wretch!"

The huge demon guard waved his claws, rushed all the way to his magic steel axe, raised his weapon and slashed at the three frozen mages in front of him.

But the high-ranking mage Amy Marin who was teleported over used the flame shock to repel it.

Holding the staff, the tall human female mage threw the teleportation spell on the mages behind her, sending them to the mage tower for shelter.

This pretty rescue got her into trouble.

She was targeted by the saboteur witch of the giant magician Zarak. The three-meter-tall, six-armed humanoid demon hid in hiding with a sly smile.

While Marin was fighting with Clinfran, he slipped behind the female mage, threw a charm spell viciously, interrupting the spellcasting of the high-ranking mage, and then waved the weapons in six arms, dancing on the spot A steel whirlwind came out.

The sharp blade shattered the ice shield, and pulled the bleeding wound behind the high-ranking mage.

The giant magician who was attracted by the battle, the villain Jie Jie with a wooden mask sneered and threw curses and evil fire at the female mage, trapping the high-ranking mage on the battlefield.

On the other side, the battle mage captain Ansme saw Bu Laike who had met before, and the pirate was still wearing the highly recognizable Corruptor robe.

This meeting is carrying a cold black sickle, and there is an evil skull hanging on his chest.

He strolled towards the mage camp, casually threw a few curse spells, and hung them on the mage apprentices who were attacking him, causing them to roll on the ground screaming.

Or throw a fear spell, causing the apprentices to break down and flee in all directions.

A big beholder with seven eyes floated behind Laike, with more than a dozen tentacles moving below, each eye of the demon was shooting out magic light.

The low-level mages who were hit were either killed or injured, and the magic that the battle mage threw at the pirates was "eaten" by the big-eyed demon in a weird way.

Whether it is flame, ice or arcane, as long as there is physical magic, it will be regarded as a delicious meal by the big-eyed demon Glazer.

"You are Aliya Blue Moon's disciple, I recognize you! What do you mean by Nathalas College?"

The captain of the battle mage held a staff in one hand and a magic sword in the other. He stood in front of Bo Laike and shouted at the pirates:

"Before, you obviously came to do magic exchanges, why are you attacking us now?"

"You are so stupid to say that. Dalaran has different magic schools, and Narsalas Academy, which has a longer history, naturally has them."

Laike casually threw a fear spell to the side to look around, trying to sneak up on his mage apprentice, and admired the cowardly way that guy turned his head and ran away.

Leaning on the Deadwind Harvester, he said to the Battle Mage in front of him:

"It is the mages of Nazaras who discuss the truth of magic with you, and they are also the ones who are kind to you. You are very friendly with the mages, but what does this have to do with us warlocks?

You don't know yet, do you?

Narthalas College is divided into two schools of mages and warlocks.

We are not the same as those pedantic mages. When we don't like certain people and certain things, we will not try to persuade them to correct them with words.

We are more willing to express our dissatisfaction with actions. "

"The Kirin Tor has nothing to do with you."

With a wave of the battle mage Ansm's staff, a cone of cold ice was sprayed from the tip of the staff, freezing the three hellhounds rushing towards him into ice sculptures. In the cold air, he asked loudly:

"You warlocks, why are you dissatisfied with us?"

"It's very simple."

The pirate held the head of Gul'dan on his chest, put the sickle behind his back, and said coldly:

"The mages in our academy are a bunch of idiots, they always like to pass on valuable knowledge to others for free, they thought this was an era of 10,000 years ago.

But these days, if you want to be strong, how can you do it without spending money?

Well, don't get me wrong.

We warlocks also hope that knowledge can spread, but free things will always make people ignore their value, so the warlock faction of Nathalas Academy advocates "fair trade". "

A cloud of shadowy magic power was extracted from Gul'dan's skull by Laike and turned into a seed of corruption. He casually scattered it and threw it on a group of battle mages who were expelling demons dozens of yards away.

During the quick effect of the Seed of Corruption and Curse, groups of shadow explosions extending from the body caught the battle mages off guard. Their offensive was forced to be interrupted, and they were trapped in place by the demon's counterattack.

In this chaotic background mixed with howling and crying, Bo Laike spread his hands and said to the Kirin Tor mage in front of him:

"Aren't you interested in gaining so much knowledge from the dean and tutors for free? I know that wild mages from the Eastern Continent have to pay to attend courses in Dalaran.

Still counting section by section.

Now, I don't ask you for money anymore.

Everyone is a spellcaster, talking about money is too vulgar. This camp of yours is not bad, just give it to us in the name of 'the price of knowledge'. "

"Arrogance!"

Ansm glanced at the two mage towers not far away from the corner of his eyes. There was already a violet arcane magic power gathering above the towers, which represented that Ms. Enovar had activated the mage tower's attack circle.

These four warlocks and the demons they summoned will soon be cleared out by the activated mage tower.

This made Captain Battle Mage feel more at ease.

He looked back at Bo Laike, sneered and said:

"If Dean Lanyue made such a request, we would definitely give this camp to that selfless and respectable legend, but you warlocks who hide their heads and show their tails

Just rely on you? "

"boom"

The seasoned battle mage raised his staff, and the magic power formula 'Concentration of Mind' that was ready to go was activated, and when he raised his hand, a fiery ball of fire, which avoided the process of casting the spell, was thrown at the pirate.

The lava fireball the size of a washbasin is fast and hard, and it is terrible to be hit.

But the pirate raised his hand at the same time, and the shadow magic power gathered into a short and rhythmic converging impact, six shots in a row, weakening the lava fireball one after another.

After the sixth round of Shadow Impact, the powerful Pyro Explosion Fireball only had the destructive power of an ordinary fireball technique.

With a puff, it hit the soul extraction shield in front of the pirate, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a splash.

What happened during this gap left the captain of the battle mage stunned. He could clearly see that the destructive power of the pirate's six shadow attacks was no more than the destructive power of magic tricks.

But in the interval of six impacts, he destroyed the mana model of his own explosive fireball with a very precise and almost artistic skill.

Forcibly downgraded this powerful high-level magic to a low-level flame magic.

Generally speaking, the fireball is just the beginning. In the style of the battle mages of Dalaran, they will use a series of instant spells and good melee skills to chase down the opponent until the winner is determined. .

But Ansme, in his astonishment, forgot to launch the battle mage's combo tactics.

"how did you do it?"

he exclaimed.

"When Prince Farondis gave you a lecture in the morning, were you asleep? Didn't he tell you the 'Ten Variation Theory of Flame Shock'?"

Bu Laike said in a strange tone:

"I use the seventh variant of it.

With the precise and instantaneous characteristics of impact magic, it destroys the mana model and magic power concentration of high-level magic multiple times in a row to achieve the purpose of weakening the magic.

Although instead of Fire Blast I used Shadow Blast, the principle is the same.

No way?

You can't even see this? "

"Ah! The seventh variant of the fixed form, so it is used like this! I was still thinking about how to use the impact to destroy the magic power aggregation, so it is like this."

The battle mage Ansmu seemed to have opened the door to a new world at this moment, and he slapped his head on the battlefield. He seemed to understand, but it seemed that he still hadn't figured out some details.

Then he looked up at Bo Laike.

That expression seemed to say:

I don't really understand, can you do that again?

This emoji is very familiar to Laike.

Every time he couldn't understand what Dean Lanyue said, he would show such an expression. Seeing that the battle mage in front of him showed a similar expression, the pirate hesitated for a moment.

The sympathy for fellow students who are also scumbags emerged in his heart, so he waved his hands and said:

"Okay, I take that back. It looks like you're giving back to my mentors the wisdom they just taught you. You don't owe us Nathalas College anything.

you can go now.

I'm looking for other people to collect debts. "

"you!"

This sarcasm made the scumbag battle mage blushed.

He felt that he was greatly humiliated by the sorcerer in front of him, so he disappeared in place with the flashing technique, raised the magic sword and stabbed at the pirate.

It seems that he knows that the warlock in front of him has received professional training in spellcasting ability, and magic has no advantage against him, so he intends to use melee combat to solve the problem.

The spellcasters are a bunch of superstitious magicians. Most of the spellcasters don't train their melee combat skills specially, and their long-term experimental career and meditation also make their limbs weak.

The reason why Dalaran's battle mages are famous is because of their "both skills in magic and martial arts".

snort!

Although my spellcasting ability is not as good as yours, you definitely can't dodge my sword!

Eat my big cleave!

Then

Then there is no more.

The captain of the battle mage flashed past to fight the bayonet, and saw Bu Laike holding the scythe behind him with his left hand, and blocked the magic sword he cut with the precise defense of a high-level warrior.

Then he took a light step back, while rotating his wrist, swung the sickle in a circle, held it with both hands, and slashed forward fatally.

"puff"

The magic shield shattered and blood splattered everywhere.

The battle mage captain's eyes widened, clutching the blood spurting from his chest, he lay down at Bo Laike's feet.

The warlock squatted down, tilted his head and looked at him, as if he didn't know how to evaluate his behavior of giving away the head, so he grabbed his hand again, pressed the wound on his chest, and said to him:

"Hold it down, don't let go within ten minutes, or you will die here due to excessive blood loss. Now, we have a 'magic exchange' between the two of us, and this work needs to be done. It will be bad if someone dies. .

but you see.

You Dalaran can't argue, you can't fight, you can't fight. What kind of face is there to call yourself a magical holy place?

Don't be so arrogant in the future.

As a spellcaster, you should be humble. I hope what happened tonight will make you more realistic. Also, you've been expecting your mage towers to take off, right?

Unfortunately.

It's impossible to show off tonight. "

"boom"

As soon as Bu Laike finished speaking, a crisp sound resounded above the mage tower.

With the sound of glass shattering, Ms. Aiwa Noel, who was covered in blood, grabbed the broken staff and fell from the height of the mage tower. Fortunately, there was a raised pile of straw under the mage tower.

Otherwise, if she falls from this height, this lady will be disabled even if she does not die.

In front of the shattered glass window, Orc Evil Eye and Skinny Kanrethad were waving to their captain, declaring success on their raid on the Mage Tower.

In Kanrethad's hand, he held an elf-style purifying eyeball pendant, which also exuded the smell of hot embers.

Ms. Aivar Noel, a high-ranking mage of the Kirin Tor, was knocked out of the tower by this thing plus a powerful soul fire. She used a legendary magic accessory to deal with a high-ranking mage.

These despicable warlocks don't talk about martial ethics!

"what"

Miss Amy Marin was also hit by the magician Zarak with the magic of Shadow Fury more than ten seconds later, and was stabbed in the abdomen by the Destroyer Witch in a strong dizziness.

Ended up with a serious injury.

At this point, the three major spellcasters in the Kirin Tor camp on Amber Cliffs were all defeated, and the other battle mages were surrounded by lesser demons commanded by Laike's big-eyed Glazer.

It means that the camp has been completely breached.

"Mages of the Kirin Tor! The 'magic exchange' between Narthalas College and you is officially over. You have lost in both magic theory and practice.

Really sorry.

Your performance makes me pessimistic about the quality of teaching in Dalaran. "

Bo Laike stood up.

Amidst the screams of the demons one after another, he spread his hands and shouted to the group of desperate battle mages in front of him:

"Come on, now hand over all the good things in your body as your 'tuition fees' for attending our Nathalas College courses, and then go back to Dalaran.

I have no intention of killing you tonight, but go back and tell the Council of Six that the routes in the Northrend sea area will be taken over by us, the Warlock School of Nathras Academy.

Of course you can come if you want to.

But remember, prepare the "ransom" with you in advance.

For the sake of our familiarity, if you are caught by us in the future, I can give you a friendly price, a 9.20% discount or something. "

(end of this chapter)