Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 493 46. Those with tattoos are bad boys!

Since the demon hunter Maris Calamity came to Narsalas Academy, the dean and a group of mentors, as well as Braike himself and his three useless warlock subordinates, have been doing their best to find out from the demon hunter. The secret of demonic transformation.

They successfully made the toolman Maris complete a transformation in Rogue Harbor.

The whole transformation process of that time, including the eruption, surge, and final convergence steps of the evil energy, was recorded by the well-prepared Nazaras Arcanists, and became very valuable research materials.

Since that day, the exploration of Warlock's version of Demon Transformation, led by Bu Laike, has made great progress.

Before the Narthalas Academy returned to Tol Barad with the Naglfar, the pirates had already completed the design of the primary mana model for the transformation of the devil with the help of the dean and several other spellcasters.

At this point, the general framework of a new magic has been built.

Later, because the pirates wanted to stay in Northrend to complete the job change of the watcher, the further improvement work was handed over to the academy instructors.

Now, the seeds planted before have blossomed and borne fruit, and it is finally time to reap the fruits.

In the depths of the original Palatine Prison and now the underground magic laboratory of Narsalas College, Laike took a heavy scroll from the stern-faced Deliana mentor, put it on the desk in front of him and opened it.

This human-tall scroll is densely filled with the knowledge related to the magic, the detailed construction process of the mana model, and finally the prediction of the magic effect.

The pirates also noticed that these rigorous spellcasters had marked "Need to be improved, not finalized and not tested" at the very beginning of the scroll.

In other words, in the eyes of the arcanists of Nathalas, this horribly detailed magic scroll is still an unfinished product.

He reached out to take off the blindfold, put his finger on the scroll, carefully read the spells, observed the suggested combination of magic patterns and the mana model, and after a few minutes, the pirate stood up straight, and gave a vertical gesture to Dean Lanyue and several mentors beside him. Thumbs up.

Sincerely sighed:

"I can only say that it is worthy of being a famous school for ten thousand years. In terms of scientific research strength, there is nothing to say, but in terms of theoretical research, Nazaras College is simply invincible!"

"Even though you praise us so much, you still can't escape today's test."

The wand master Nitil covered her mouth and chuckled a few times. Under the signal of the dean, she took out a set of special toolboxes improved from enchanting tools from the cabinet next to her.

With a bang, it was placed on the bed-like experimental table next to it.

Instructor Deliana, who had been keeping a cold face, waved her finger and said to Bu Laike:

"Come here! Undress! Lie here."

"Yes, yes, take off all your clothes, don't be shy."

Instructor Nitil put on a pair of blue leather gloves for herself, and took out two pointed tattoo knives from the toolbox. Under the illumination of the magic lamp above her head, those things shone with a strange and cold light.

The wand master with the somewhat lousy "little hobby" had a weird grin on his face.

She waved the tattoo knife in her hand, and said to the pirate who was holding her body and was constantly retreating:

"What are you afraid of? We've lived for 10,000 years, why haven't we seen it? And my hands are very steady. As a master of wands, the first priority is to have steady hands!

I'm a professional in this area.

It's just drawing the magic pattern, and it's easy to grasp. "

Bu Laike will be like a pure little girl who was cornered by a group of villains. While hugging his body, he tried to delay the time and said:

"I know that it is necessary to draw magic patterns on my body, I know it is necessary, but our current magic patterns are all taken from demon hunters.

Don't you have to spend some time improving it to make it more suitable for the way a warlock casts spells?

Or I'll go out now and get you a qualified test product.

Just tell me what race you want.

Humans, elves, orcs, snake people, trolls, fox people, even dwarves or dwarves, I can get them for you, just wait a little longer. "

"During the period of your travels, we have completed the improvement of the two sets of demon hunter hunting magic patterns."

Dean Lanyue said lightly.

With a wave of her finger, a row of things like clothes hangers inlaid on the wall of the magic laboratory were pulled out, on which were fixed thirteen naked human corpses.

They are all "lucky ones" selected from the North Sea slaves.

Their skin is engraved with the magweave of the demon hunter.

Bu Laike could see a clear process of improvement, from the wild demon hunter style of Experiment No. 1, to the fel pattern on No. 13, which had a completely different shape and structure.

The new fel magewea is more refined and mysterious.

They use the straight lines around the body, with hook jade, pentagram, and various artistic patterns designed like skulls. On the basis of retaining the ability to store and release evil energy, they will be used for two types of magic patterns in melee combat , modified to a more suitable method for the caster.

"Don't be afraid, we know how to do experiments step by step."

Dean Lanyue comforted her disciples, she touched the chest of test subject No. 13 with the holy staff of Aluneth in her hand, and explained to Bu Laike:

"Your magic pattern drawing and subsequent strengthening have to go through eleven processes, and each process has different room for improvement. The reason why you must come to participate in the experiment is not my punishment for you, my disciple.

I'm not that narrow-minded yet, so don't slander me in your mind. "

She glared at Laike and said:

"The set of spellcasting patterns you see is just the basics. We have left improvements that are suitable for different personal spellcasting habits. You need to choose and match some fel magic patterns that better meet your requirements.

Furthermore, we need an experimental subject who has a deep understanding of Warlock magic as a feedback for the magic pattern drawing experiment.

If you really don't want to accept it, then you can arrange for the three warlocks under your command to come, but their strength is not as strong as yours, and their ability to resist risks is much worse than yours.

I don't want to hide from you that they may die during the trial. "

"That's the glory of a spellcaster! They should feel honored to be able to sacrifice their lives to explore the limits of a warlock's magic."

The pirate curled his lips, and dropped the sentence coldly.

It seems that he is determined to send his incompetent subordinates to the test bed.

However, while saying such words, he began to take off his cloak and armor with both hands. Under the gaze of the three thousand-year ghosts, he quickly took off himself completely, leaving only a pair of boxers .

And said embarrassingly:

"Can this not be taken off? I am thinking that no matter how hard the magic pattern is carved, it will not be able to carve this place?"

"no!"

Looking at Bu Laike's well-proportioned cheetah-like slender and fit body, the bright-eyed mentor Nittier waved the tattoo knife in his hand and said in a serious tone:

"It's not a question of engraving magic patterns.

We must always observe your body's feedback during the experiment and decide whether to terminate the experiment. It's okay if you don't let us see it, but if the evil energy conflicts with the shadow magic power and you can't get hard in the future, don't blame us for not reminding you in advance. "

"If you don't have the light in your eyes that makes me shudder, I might believe what you say, Teacher Nitil."

Bu Laike looked back at Derianna, who has always been cold and arrogant but very reliable, and complained:

"Ms. Deliana, are you just looking at her and messing around? She looks at me like a female hooligan, which makes me feel very nervous, and you don't care?"

"What Nitil said makes sense, why should I stop it?"

Deliana, who also put on the magic glove, glanced at Laike's body, showing an expression of interest, and said in her haughty and indifferent tone:

"There is indeed a risk of organ damage during the experiment, so it is necessary to take off that thing. It's just an ugly human body. We women are not shy. Why are you a big man shy?

No matter how big your thing is, can it be bigger than a troll? I wasn't as shy as you when I was dissecting trolls. "

"Dean!"

Bu Laike clutched his crotch, and looked back at Alya Blue Moon as if asking for help.

The latter was holding the holy staff of Aluneth, and was already sitting on the swivel chair next to him, holding up the magic handbook that Bo Laike carried with him and looking at it intently, without any intention of intervening at all.

"Don't worry, if they go too far, I will stop them."

Dean Lanyue waved his hand, and urged:

"After the basic magic patterns are drawn and engraved, you theoretically have the ability to restrain the devil's soul as a demon. I suggest you choose a 'test product' in advance.

To be on the safe side, you'd better choose your contract demons, so that once they resist, they can be instantly suppressed by you with a demon contract.

But this experiment has risks not only for you, but also for your demons, who may be torn apart by your own magic power during the fel resonance process.

My disciple, I know that your demons are all carefully selected elites, so try to choose one that won't hurt you even if you die. "

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"Daglop! The captain asked you to go to the South Island to find him, saying that there is something good for you to do."

On the Nagfar, the first mate Sefiel found the devil kid who had been on board for the past few days. The latter was having a "snail contest" with the little murlocs and a group of murlocs.

This thing is a traditional entertainment in Azeroth.

Snail lovers search for powerful big snails from all over the world, put them in an arc-shaped track, and let the snails compete in a "long-distance race". The first snail to reach the finish line is the winner.

Both the murloc and its fellow murloc pirates love to play this.

When they are free, the competition will be held in the bilge of the Nagfar.

Runboerba has three "super snails" that he hunted and caught in the Broken Isles and Northrend, and he can basically win every time.

Just like Bu Laike squeezed his subordinates, the bad little murlocs are also using this method to win all the good things in their hands and use them to enrich their murloc treasures.

Daglop, the fiendish brat, is known for his quick wits.

It quickly learned the rules, but it had no place to catch snails, so it could only catch a few crooked snails around Tol Barad to make up the numbers.

Winning or losing is actually not important, the main thing is to use this kind of entertainment to relieve the anxiety in my heart.

Daglop's previous "gamble" failed completely.

It originally planned to rely on the artifacts it scavenged from the previous master to curry favor with some powerful demon lords, to gain some benefits for itself, and by the way, ask the powerful ones to cut off the contract between itself and the miserly pirates.

But before it found the lord of Niscala, the demon world, the polluter was mobilizing elite legions, and the lord of the demon world where it was located was also transferred away.

This completely defeats Daglop's beautiful plan.

Although it is a weak little ghost with a good brain, but in the demon world of "all villains" in every sense, he can't protect a magic weapon at all, and he is targeted by various demons within a few days.

If it wasn't for Clin Fran and Glazer's quick departure, it would probably become the coquettish succubus' meal.

As a result, there is a lot of trouble now, the artifact was tributed to the pirates, and he bought his own life, but the demon world can no longer go back, it can only hide in the material world.

Originally, this is nothing, there are many things to play with in the material world, but Daglop is very clear that Bo Laike will not let it go so easily.

I don't know what the pirates plan to make it do?

It will be holding a wine bottle, watching the snails run, and drinking alone amidst the noisy and excited roar of the murlocs. Seeing Daglop's decadent appearance, he has degenerated into a full-fledged demonic alcoholic.

After hearing Sefiel's call, the drunken brat shuddered.

It knows that the moment to decide its own destiny is coming.

"Benbo Erba, stop playing, you send it there, lest it escape halfway."

The first officer folded his arms and shouted to the little murloc who was about to win another snail contest.

The latter croaked twice in dissatisfaction, but under the majestic gaze of the first mate, the little murloc sighed helplessly, and obediently put away his precious snail, and left the ghost ship with the drunk kid.

"Come, come, I'll play with you."

After watching Ben Boerba leave, Sefiel grinned indifferently, reached out his hand and took out three jars containing large snails from his pocket, and happily joined the murlocs' snail contest.

She also likes to play this.

Moreover, she took advantage of the opportunity of the Naglfar returning to Zandalar to catch a rare giant desert snail in the Voldun Desert. This time, she will definitely kill everyone!

The unlucky imp Daglop, who is heading to the South Isle of Tol Barad, although he has been thinking about his future situation, also thought that he would be cruelly tortured by pirates.

They even do a good job in ideological construction.

But if it really knew what the pirates planned to make it do, this ghostly brat would probably be scared to death on the way.

It's a pity that there is no way, who made it happen to be obsessed with ghosts for a while before, and did something wrong?

Pray to Sargeras now.

As long as it gets through this time, Bo Laike will forgive its stupid sins.

(end of this chapter)