Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 940 37. You will be punished by knowledge, and the sentence will last forever

Bu Laike got Suramar's reinforcements in one word.

He originally thought that the recalcitrant Nightborne in Black Rook Castle would last at least three days before surrendering, but he didn't expect that on the night when the news that the druids rejected the Suramar army's entry into Val'sharah came back, the Shal'dorei would decisively Voted.

The "rebellion" came extremely suddenly.

Let the pirates not even expect it.

The Nightborne loyal to Elisande were swept away by the Rhine elves hiding among them. After witnessing the appearance of the high-ranking advisor Vendos in a new form with his own eyes, the Shal'dorei's morale plummeted instantly. .

According to Dean Lanyue's thinking, it doesn't matter if these children of the night let them go.

They are not important people, but Aluriel, the greedy blood matriarch, is eager to expand her power, so she makes a cruel decision.

At midnight, when the enchantment of the main city of Black Rook Castle was removed, the nightborn swordsmen who came to welcome Bo Laike and Dean Blue Moon into the castle had been transformed into blood elves.

And they're "binging."

Bottles of magic wine, which they regarded as their lives, were smashed down from the castle one by one. Those wines hit the ground, making the sweet and sour aroma of the wine overflow.

Those who have broken free of addiction celebrate their "rebirth" in this way.

And on the steeple at the highest point of the castle, the last loyal members of Elisande were tied to the pillars by Rhine. Under the watchful eyes of the blood mistress, those new blood elves stepped forward one by one. Called to draw blood from the guy.

They use it to satisfy their own thirst for blood.

The refreshment of the blood flowing into the mouth is much more wonderful than swallowing magic wine or something.

Although they are well aware that they are substituting one addiction for another, as the famous saying of the blood matriarch Aluriel puts it:

There is always more blood in this world than magic.

They were finally freed from the torture of ten thousand years of magic addiction. Although the price was to become bloodthirsty monsters, their hearts were no longer bound by the ridiculous magic wine.

This made them feel the joy they never had before.

The scene was very much like a cult ritual, mysterious, dark, and cruel.

And in the shadow of the castle, the Blood Mistress and the high-level savannah Rhinevandos who was transformed by her embraced each other, stroking each other like lovers, asking each other for warmth in the darkness.

Obviously, this Rhine's dark victory made the two bosses and the first batch of loyal guys aroused.

However, neither Laike nor Dean Lanyue cares about the fate of these crazy Rhine and Nightborne loyalists. They are all ruthless commanders who will do whatever it takes to win.

Well, at least tonight.

"Where's Terongor?"

Under the escort of a dozen death knights, this was the first sentence Dean Lanyue said when he walked into Black Crow Castle.

This made Bo Laike curl his lips, thinking that after the dean became a lich, he really became more cautious.

The Gorefiend seems unable to escape this calamity. Facing the dean's questioning, wearing a black blindfold, the emaciated Elisanna Ravencrest pointed to her feet and said:

"That bastard is in the Ravencrest family cemetery below the castle. He manipulated the souls of my people, trying to create a death aberration to fight against us.

But he underestimated the will of the Ravencrest family. Several of my people attacked him with the help of Sa Rhine. Now he is locked in a cage, waiting for your trial. "

"very good."

Ms. Lich nodded in satisfaction. Leaning on her staff, she said to Elisanna who was equally excited but still suppressed her inner feelings:

"Go, child, unlock the magic lock on your father's cemetery, and after I finish my education on the Gorefiend, I will wake up your father myself.

Lord Kurotas Ravencrest, the last light of courage in the Elven Empire, the supreme example of all nobles, my old friend, I will personally lead him back from his sleep to the material world.

At that time, whether he goes or stays is up to him to decide. "

"Ok."

Elisanna nodded fiercely.

She paid tribute to Dean Lanyue, and strode towards the secret place in the castle.

It wasn't the death knights who followed her, but her fellow demon hunter, Marius the Calamity.

This guy has inherited the bad temper of the demon hunters. He obviously doesn't trust these guys who have come back from the dead. He feels that his compatriots are now vulnerable and need his protection.

Although the high-ranking Illidari hunter, Ilysanna Ravencrest can beat him, a former recruit, with one hand, but Ilyanna is very excited now, and she must pay special attention to the repeated demons at this time .

Moreover, she is a girl, and he is an elf gentleman, and it is his duty to protect her.

"Pay attention to maintaining your emotions, and don't let the demons jump out here."

Bo Laike said behind Elisanna:

"You also know that your father hates demons the most. If he sees a demon living in his precious daughter, then the great lord will probably die of anger again."

"Can't you say something good?"

Xalatas, who was wearing her favorite "clothes", covered her face, and covered Onyxia's graceful figure in a black robe. She followed behind the little master, and whispered:

"My father and daughter meet again after ten thousand years. What a wonderful thing. If it weren't for the fact that I am an emotionless Void Essence, I would have been moved."

"Yeah, but if you could take the hand you're holding on to me off your chest, that would give you more truth."

The pirate said with a wooden face:

"open."

"whispering sound"

Xalatas curled his lips, let go of Laike's hand, put on a dignified look, and followed Dean Lanyue down the castle's catacombs.

At the base of the castle is the family cemetery of the Ravencrest family, where all members of the family are buried.

Although it is difficult for Laike to understand the matter of building a castle on top of a cemetery, there is no way. The aristocratic culture of the elf empire is like this.

The catacombs at this time were extremely gloomy, and the pirates could feel the cold air around them almost condensed into frost when they walked in.

The concentration of death aura here is extremely high, but it is not controlled.

"I also learned something, so it's not hopeless."

Dean Lanyue looked at the aura of death that filled the surroundings, and she nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that it was something Tarongore made during his desperate counterattack.

That cunning orc must have gotten inspiration from the group of real death knights under Dean Lanyue's command, and understood the difference between shadow and death.

This proves that Gorefiend is indeed an excellent researcher, and if he is given some more time, he may really be able to comprehend those knowledge of death.

Unfortunately, his wisdom has not been used in a reasonable place.

This is why Dean Lanyue is so angry with him.

It would be fine if he was a fool from the beginning.

But it is a terrible waste of talent to waste time on other useless things when you are obviously talented. This waste is intolerable in the eyes of educators.

"boom"

The holy rod of Aluneth was tapped on the ground, and with the control of the ancient elements on the energy, through the "swallowing" of the lich, the death aura in the entire catacomb was absorbed into her soul in a "deep breath" of the dean. body.

This made the dean's spiritual body a little more solid.

Her entire lich form is not the same as that of old Merri.

The dean's bones have been weathered for a long time, so if she wants to reshape herself as a lich, she must first find some bones full of the essence of death.

This thing is hard to find at this point in time.

Therefore, the dean has always maintained the form of a spirit body, but this does not prevent her from releasing those powerful death magic, and because of the spirit body, Ms. Alya Lanyue has the terrible "possession" Ability.

As long as the dean is willing, she can seize control of the body from others at any time, and then crush the soul of that poor creature, occupying the magpie's nest, and possessing a flesh and blood body forever.

And with Dean Lanyue's current strength, she can even easily complete the occupation of the Legendary with the arrangement made in advance and the help of her own bad students.

However, with the dean's character, she would not do such evil things.

The premise is that other people don't mess with her. Once a lich without emotion bursts out with killing intent, it is terrible. There are few things in this world that can stop them from slaughtering weak living beings.

One shot of death and withering is enough to destroy a small town.

"Talon Gorefiend!"

Braike walked to the cage in the middle of the tomb, and looked at the nightborn elf sitting paralyzed in the cage. Although his face had been changed, he could still see the cunning and vicious blood demon in those hazy eyes. soul.

The pirate stole his helmet and looked at the gorefiend in the cage.

The dead souls of the Ravencrest family hated him for enslaving them in evil ways, so they were particularly vicious in revenge, and the body of the blood demon was almost smashed.

Abdominal wounds are unbearable for any living person.

Fortunately, the Gorefiend died a long time ago, and now he is just a lonely ghost who can't go back to his hometown and can't control his fate.

"Do you still recognize me?"

The pirate squatted outside the cage, looking into the dim eyes of the Gorefiend. The latter looked at the handsome blond-haired and blue-eyed guy in front of him. He carefully identified the person in front of him. After a few seconds, he let out a deep laugh.

and answered in Orcish:

"It turned out to be you, 'Orc Killer'.

I heard that Gul'dan died at your hands, and Cho'gall that idiot was almost killed by you, and you were just a bug that could be crushed easily

The former bugs have also grown to the point where I look up.

Tsk tsk, this is fate. "

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, leaned against the cage, put on a gesture of "I don't care", and said:

"Kill if you want, don't humiliate me."

"What to wear?"

Bu Laike sneered and said:

"You have never been a guy who takes death at home, don't pretend to be a tough guy here.

I really like to see the guy I have to look up to be trampled under my feet, but you are so embarrassed that I feel very unfulfilling.

I can't even bother to talk to you anymore.

But fear not, my dear Tarongor, I am not your judge and executioner today, I have only come to attend a trial. Don't care about my existence, let's think about how to deal with my mentor. "

After speaking, the pirate stood up, stepped aside with his hands behind his back, and made a "please" gesture for the dean.

Dean Lanyue walked up to the Gorefiend leaning on the holy staff of Aluneth. The latter couldn't help but tremble. He felt a pull of death from the spiritual lich in front of him.

It seemed that something cold appeared from the darkness, sneering and tugging at his exhausted soul.

It wasn't until he saw the true face of Dean Lanyue that the blood demon really understood the meaning of the so-called "warning of death" that the dean told him before.

He is just a scavenger who picks up shells on the sandy beach of the sea of ​​death knowledge, and he is extremely satisfied with any leftovers washed up from the dark sea of ​​death.

And the woman in front of him is an explorer traveling alone in the sea of ​​death.

She has touched the real knowledge of death, and she has established a close connection with the world of the dead. In this material world full of living beings, liches like Alya Blue Moon can even call themselves "the spokesperson of death".

The two are indeed not at the same level in terms of knowledge.

Even the former Gul'dan.

No, her and Gul'dan's research powers are not the same, and they cannot be compared together.

"Talongol!"

Ms. Alya Blue Moon did not say any meaningless greetings.

She went straight to the point and said in a cold voice:

"You are the worst spellcaster I have ever seen!

You have wisdom but don't use it well, you have talent but let it go to waste.

You have knowledge but never delve into it, you have time but never cherish it.

You have no reverence for the truth of magic, you never fulfill your intellectual curiosity, and you see the ultimate goal of the spellcaster as dispensable.

You regard knowledge as a means of profit, and wisdom as a ladder of power. What you have done is the greatest blasphemy against the power you have mastered.

I even respect Gul'dan's thirst for power.

That proves that the orc's thirst for knowledge is as strong as his desire, but sadly, he doesn't teach his disciples that you are not worthy of what you have.

So I'm going to strip it! "

"boom"

The staff in the dean's hand touched the ground, just like the judgment fell.

The dark green energy originating from the aura of death poured into the cage, turning into eerie ghost claws, tearing at the soul of the Gorefiend, causing him to scream.

During Terongol's howl, the shadow magic power he used to cast spells was pulled away by the dean in a strange way, stripping him of all spellcasting abilities without harming his soul.

All that was left was a feeble soul and a rotting carcass.

But the dean did not take away his wisdom.

"From now on, you, Tarongore, will become an apprentice of the Psychic School of Nazaras College. You must rely on your own learning ability to pass the assessment of all subjects of the college, otherwise you will have to stay in the college to study .

I will watch over you, and if you fail to do so, I will punish you, and your punishment will not end until you become a true seeker and polymath.

Now, pack your things and report to the academy immediately! "

After speaking, the dean turned and left without looking back.

The lich is so sassy, ​​even if she has an eternal and immortal life, she doesn't want to waste a second at all.

As for Gorefiend.

He was lying in the cage with question marks all over his face.

He thought that he was going to be out of his wits today, but that strange lich just asked him to be an apprentice to learn knowledge?

Hell, is this lich out of his mind?

What's wrong?

"Tsk tsk, looking at your expression, you seem to think this is easy?"

The pirate watched the fun and asked a question.

"It's just learning."

The Gorefiend snorted and said:

"I've always been very confident in my learning ability. Will I be free if I pass all the course assessments? Hehe, it sounds easy."

"Hey, the ignorant are fearless. Look at you, so ordinary, yet so confident."

Bu Laike said quietly:

"The oldest apprentices in Narsalas College who aspire to become polymaths have studied for a full ten thousand years, but they are still not sure that they can pass the final examination.

I'd love to cut your head open to see what material your unfounded confidence is made of.

But since the dean has praised your talent, then I have started to have confidence in you, my junior, maybe you only need 5000 years to graduate smoothly? Become a legend and wonder?

Well, we must work hard! "

After finishing speaking, the stinky pirate laughed and walked deeper into the catacombs with his servants, where there was a death distortion made by the Gorefiend, and Laike planned to see if it could be "recycled".

And the blood demon in the cage was lying there, his eyes were full of bewilderment.

5000 years?

To round it up, what's the difference between that and permanent captivity?

Damn it!

Sure enough, he is a ruthless lich, even capable of torturing people.

I am finished.

(end of this chapter)