Azeroth’s Death Track

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In the far north, everything that happened deep in the frost-covered Northrend continent is not known. In fact, at this point in time, no one will pay attention to this.

Because of the internal affairs of the eastern continent and those terrible troubles, all the forces involved in this vortex are already scorched.

"Oh, Krasus, my friend."

In the brightly-lit Violet Hall of Dalaran, the leader of the Mage City, the prestigious human Archmage Anthony Das is holding a volume of magic books, exploring the mysteries of magic in a rare tranquility.

However, when a familiar figure walked into the hall, Antonidas put down his classics, and stood up enthusiastically, saying to the mage who walked into the hall:

"It's been a long time since you disappeared. Your trip has made you miss too many things, but fortunately, everyone is safe."

"I'm sorry, when the orcs besieged Dalaran, I was not here, not fighting alongside you, my friend."

Warmly welcomed by Antonidas, a high elf wearing red and dark woven robes, he has the beauty of the high elf, with long silver-grey hair, spread on both sides of the shoulders, raised sword-shaped eyebrows Below, there are a pair of eyes exuding silver.

His name is Krassus, and he is one of the members of the six-member council of Dalaran. Unlike other archmages who like to use the staff, Krassus has a long sword hanging from the waist similar to the warriors. , But the sword lingered with a thick magic light.

Obviously, this is a rare magic blade. The magic blade cast by a special method can not only cast instead of the staff, but also be used to fight the enemy when necessary.

This kind of magic blade originally originated from Quel'Thalas. In the family of the Sunstrider, there is such a magic blade, called the Flame Strike, which is said to be a sacred object inherited from the ancient elf empire. The possession of the king is proof of the identity of Quel'Thalas' ruler.

Considering the race of Archmage Krasus, he has a rare magic blade, which is quite normal.

At this moment, the high elf magi looked at Antonidas with a guilty look, he said softly:

"I also heard about the war near Dalaran in my hometown. I heard about what the orcs did on this land. I wanted to come back and fight alongside you, but unfortunately, my family also appeared Some terrible things, I had to stay there to deal with them."

"Well, I also heard about what happened to Quel'Thalas."

Antonidas is a kind old man. He didn't feel angry because Krasus did not come to help. He touched his white beard with a smile and patted his companion's shoulder:

"The orcs have also attacked your country. At that moment, you chose to fight for Quel'Thalas. We can all understand that everyone you contributed to Dalaran in the past is obvious to everyone. No one will blame you for it. ."

"No, it's not Quel'Thalas."

There was a wry smile in the corner of Archmage Krasus's mouth. His eyes were jumping and he seemed to be making a difficult decision. Eventually, he took a breath and said to Antonidas in front of him:

"I have one thing I need to ask the other members of the six-member council, Master Antonidas, can you please help me call the members of the council, this matter is very important, I must confess some past secrets to others."

"Yep?"

The old Archmage's eyebrows were raised, and from the tone of Krasus, he had an unknown hunch, which made the Archmage's expression serious.

"During your absence, the six-member council also changed a lot. The eye of Dalaran hidden in the library was stolen. The city of Dalaran was invaded by orcs. Our friend Drandon felt extremely guilty. He wants to step down from the six-member council, we have persuaded him, but it is difficult to change his decision."

"Drandon..."

Krasus gave a long sigh, he recalled the face of the old but kind old mage, he whispered:

"He is such a person. He always bears the responsibilities of other people together. Once something bad happens, he will be condemned in his heart. He regards Dalaran as his home, and every master is regarded as My own loved ones...we just gave him up so Dalaran couldn’t just let the former heroes be displaced."

"I think so too."

Antonidas nodded:

"But Drandon said that he wanted to completely relieve Draenor's troubles for Azeroth, but it was similar to Khadgar's claim, but unfortunately, Khadgar voluntarily stayed after Draenor. So far, He has almost no audio."

"Kadgar? Is it Medivh's apprentice?"

Krasus frowned:

"It is said that he, like Medivh, is reckless and unruly?"

"Alas, Khadgar was also a good boy. It was wrong for us to send him to Karazhan, but you and I can't influence the ideas of other lawmakers."

A bit of sadness appeared in Antonidas' eyes, but he quickly changed the subject. Obviously, the Archmage didn't want to say too much about Khadgar. He looked at Krasus and smiled and said:

"After the resignation of our friend Master Klein and the election of new members by Parliament, you may feel happy because the chosen person is your countryman, Prince Kael'thas from Quel'Thalas, he On the night when the orc invaded Dalaran, the wizards with fire wings helped many innocent people, and he gave Dalaran a valuable collection of books and supplies, plus the prince’s The image of the Master is very good."

"In order to strengthen our connection with Quel'Thalas, in the end everyone decided to include Prince Kael'thas as well."

"Oh?"

A strange look flashed on the face of Archmage Krasus. After a while, he said perfunctoryly: "Well, I am really happy to see my "sib" enter the parliament... Nothing happened to the others. Good thing? Ms. Modra, and Ruinwevor, are they all okay?"

"The others are fine."

Antonidas smashed a piece of communication crystal, and at the moment when the magic light was blooming at his fingertips, he turned to look at Krasus:

"Mudella has been busy repairing the Watch Tower’s teleportation array, which was originally managed by Khadgar... As for Ansrem, he, alas, since the Orc Wars, he has been staying on the Hill Splash Hills, to watch over the orcs...he lost his apprentice in the war, and he was very sad about it."

"I have sent a message, Krasus."

Antonidas touched his beard and looked at the eccentric high elf mages in front of him. He said softly:

"Members of Parliament may return to Dalaran tomorrow, no matter what you want to do, no matter what you want to be honest, I must tell you in advance, it’s better not to make too much trouble, there have been enough bad things in the league recently Now."

"Otherwise, you can tell me about what you want to say in advance."

The old mage chuckled and said, "Fortunately, let me have a preparation. You also know that I am getting older. In the face of unexpected things, I may have difficulty making a choice."

This kindly reminder made Master Krassus a little hesitant. After a moment, he looked at Antonidas' sincere eyes, and he nodded:

"Okay, but we...may need a wider place."

"Uh?"

This request made the old mage stunned, and then he extended his finger and flicked it several times in the air. With the magic halo and the cumbersome magic pattern beating, a portal opened beside two people.

"Then go to my mage tower, where there are 10 layers of space folded, and when fully expanded, it is about the same size as a city, enough for you to show your secret?"

"of course!"

Krassus reached out and adjusted his robe, followed Antonidas into the portal. Because it was only a teleport inside Dalaran, the portal took effect for a very short time, almost a blink of an eye. Si appeared in the Master Tower of Master Antonidas.

When they walked into the hall of the Master Tower, they saw a girl holding a magic book and sleeping in a chair. She was wearing a blue robe and holding an open book in her hand. , And long blond hair spread over his shoulders, and it can be seen that even in a deep sleep, this is also a very beautiful girl, with an indescribable "expensiveness" all over her body, which is not ordinary at first glance People were born.

"This is my new disciple."

Master Antonidas was a little embarrassed. He was very relaxed in managing his apprentices, and he was called a very gentle mentor. However, this master was very harsh on the criteria for selecting apprentices. He looked into his eyes.

He smiled at Krasus and walked to the sleeping girl while introducing:

"This is the little princess of Kul Tiras, the youngest daughter of His Majesty Dai Lin, the pearl on his palm, Jaina Proudmoore, a genius of frost and space magic, but was a little bit spoiled since childhood, I am currently working Correct the aristocratic style of this girl who does not meet the regulations of Dalaran."

"boom"

The old mage's staff knocked on the desk made of mahogany and made a heavy noise, waking the sleeping girl, she almost jumped from the chair, rubbing her eyes while holding the magic book, looking at the dissatisfaction in front of her Mentor and a high elf looking at her curiously.

Judging from the accessories on the elf's chest, he was also a grand mage of the six-member council... No wonder his mentor would be so angry that he had embarrassed him in front of his colleagues.

"Cut, old-fashioned old man."

Princess Kannah of Kul Tiras bowed her head obediently, admitting the mistake, and slander her mentor in her heart, but she should admit to blame and punish the punishment. 2 months after arriving in Laran, Jaina already knew The behavior mode of this mage city is now.

These proud mages have reached a shocking level of contempt for secular kingship. To be honest, this made the little princess who grew up in the royal family very uncomfortable, but Dalaran was very free of mages. longing.

"I shouldn't fall asleep while studying magic."

Little Jaina secretly looked at the tutor's face, and she whispered: "But Brother Kel'Thuzad said today that my understanding of magic is too simple, he asked me to understand the connection between magic and magic conversion within 2 days, I will also personally inspect my learning achievements, so I have to..."

Talking, Jaina was aggrieved.

Master Antonidas is the manager of Dalaran. His daily affairs are very busy, especially during the recent chaos within the league, there is not much time to direct apprentices, so he handed over Jaina’s work to his own. Another apprentice, Archmage Kel'Thuzad, manages it, but the eccentric character of Kel'Thuzad now appears to cause some not-so-good conflict between his two apprentices.

The Archmage sighed and reached out to touch the aggrieved little Gianna's hair. He said gently:

"Okay, after a while, I will teach you personally, but if you need to rest, you should go to your room, not in the library."

"I knew it was wrong."

Jaina grumbled, the Archmage shook his head, let his apprentice go to rest, and then showed an apologetic smile to Krasus, the two continued to walk forward, while Jaina, who should have left, But they followed behind their heads.

The little girl's intuition made Jaina realize that there were some secrets between her tutor and the strange Archmage.

"Now can you tell me your secret, Krasus?"

Antonidas waved his hand to expand the space inside the Master Tower. The originally narrow area spread quickly in front of the two, and soon a small town-sized area was formed. He looked at his friend Krasus, who sighed. Tone, walked to the center of the blank area and looked at Antonidas with a guilty look.

"Sorry, my friend, I have been cheating you all the time. I am not a high elf, but..."

"Wow"

In the beating of the flames, the blazing light enveloped Krassus's body. At the next moment, a behemoth covered with red scales all over the body, in the shocking eyes of Antonidas and the peeping little Gianna, in an absolutely shocking way Appeared in the mage tower.

Krasus raised his head, and the yellow snake pupil looked at the two people in front of him. He let out a deep dragon chant, and said in a loud voice belonging to the dragon:

"My name is Kleostraz! A member of the Guardian Dragon Army..."

"I am here for the imprisoned life-binder, for my queen!"

PS:

There are two transliterations of the name of Dragon in Krassus, Kleostraz and Korestraz. I chose the longer one. Why, guess?

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