Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1237 333. Do you remember the loyal sky? It was also reborn in the flames! -【225】

"Be polite on the first day of school. The upper elves value this more, especially Dean Blue Moon. Alas, she is good at everything, but sometimes she is too dogmatic.

But today is the first day of school, so there shouldn't be too much pressure from classes. You must listen carefully and take notes. "

Early the next morning, in the captain's cabin of the Nagfar, Blake, who had gotten up early, was explaining the rules to his good daughter and her friends who were going to school.

He said to the boat spirit and little Leshi who were carrying schoolbags in front of him:

"Although the dean promised not to give you homework, there will definitely still be in-class tests. You must be prepared. If you don't understand anything, you can ask your classmate, that is, Gianna."

"I know! She is dad's sister."

Nagfar raised his hand and said wiltedly:

"Aunt Gianna, I know."

"Okay, you can call her that."

Blake rolled his eyes and glanced at Sephiel, who was holding back a smile next to him, and said:

"Send them to the academy. I'm going to the Theosophical School's laboratory. There are big things to do there today."

"Well, I will be responsible for bringing them back, you don't have to worry."

Sephiel smiled like a virtuous wife, kissed the captain on the cheek, and said:

"Go and welcome the return of your loyal firmament. I know you have been preparing for this."

"Um."

The pirate smiled and watched as Sephiel took the hands of Nagfar and Little Resch and walked out of the captain's cabin. He stood up and was about to leave, but the door to the captain's cabin was pushed open a few seconds later.

Jaina, who was holding a piece of bread in her mouth, seemed to be in a hurry to go to class. Her hair was a little messy and she was carrying a large scroll. It looked like she had not slept well last night.

At this time, Blake was seen preparing to travel. She did not waste time, took the bread out of her mouth, and said to the captain:

"Brother, Tanred and I have gone to school. We will stay with him at the school tonight. There is no need to prepare dinner for us."

The smelly pirate was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded with a smile on his face and said:

"Go, there is a farewell dinner at the Governor's Mansion tonight, and Mrs. Golden Sword will also come. Remember to attend on time with Tanred."

"Oh, I know."

Jaina, whose cheeks were red, turned around and ran out to go ashore to school with her dawdling brother. However, Tanred was so overtrained by Fenner last night that his arms were so sore that he couldn't even carry the drawing board.

The stupid warrior also knew that he was in the wrong, so he simply helped the bratty brother carry all the belongings. He also asked Little Star to borrow her special mount Eragon, and used this winding dragon to carry his younger brother and sister to the academy at lightning speed.

It would be too bad if you were late for the first day of school.

Soon, when Blake also packed up and walked out of the cabin, he heard the elf bells from the North Island in the distance, which represented the start of the first day of classes at Nathalas College after the official opening.

Many students from the eastern continent and Kalimdor have gone to the teaching buildings of their respective schools to prepare for the first lesson of their careers.

Even the temporarily established Druid students and Shaman colleges have their own exquisite teaching areas, but the students of the Warlock school are outrageous.

They still had to pass through the bridge connecting the South Island and the North Island, and rush from the academy to the Black Scythe Hermitage on the North Island to attend classes.

Treated differently belongs to yes.

And in less than thirty minutes when Blake summoned the hell horse and traveled from the South Island to the North Island of the academy, the latest news came from the Warlock Tower.

Two orc apprentices made a mistake when summoning the fel imp and were severely burned by the fel flames. They were rushed to the Druid Academy for treatment.

On the first day of school, there were casualties within an hour. This is so exciting to learn!

As expected of you, Warlocks!

The Druid Academy has accepted a total of more than twenty tauren apprentices from the High Mountain and the Grimtotem clan. Before the "guest professor" Moonclaw Arch Druid can explain to them what the will of nature is, they can personally Try to use the power of nature to heal the injured.

Hey, how about saying that Nathalas is high-end?

Getting started is a practical exercise. You are still a student of the brother school. If you have something to do, you really have to do it yourself.

This college is reliable!

"Hurry up and ask the Holy Light Church to send a few paladins and priests to stay here, and then ask the Sisters of Elune to offer sacrifices in two months. According to this casualty rate, if the treatment cannot keep up, our Grand Warlock Academy will expire. I'm afraid I'll lose at least half of it during the exam."

Black, riding on the hell horse, complained about the "shame of the academy" tutor Netir, who was on duty today to maintain order in the academy, but ended up being extremely busy on the first day of work:

"If we can't afford it, we might as well open a seminary for those priests. There are already druids and shamans here, and there are also a few missionaries."

"You still have the nerve to say it!"

Instructor Nidir’s face turned green with anger, and she scolded:

"Can you please take care of the lawless warlocks under your command? Without a magic barrier, you dare to let the apprentices summon demons by themselves? You don't comply with the academy's safety regulations at all!

Just wait for the dean to ask you to write a review! "

"Is it our fault?"

Black said with a wooden face:

"We built the Warlock Tower ourselves! Shouldn't the conditions be simpler? The college has not prepared a teaching place for us at all. If you really think about it, the blame must be shouldered by Instructor Lan Yue himself.

I'm not afraid.

Moreover, the ritual of summoning imps only injured two people on the first day. By warlock standards, this is already a super high success rate, right?

You have to know that every time wild warlocks summon demons, they are dealing with death. Most warlocks will not survive the first three years of their career.

Besides, they were asked to sign a liability exemption agreement before enrolling. After what happened today, those careless guys will take care of themselves.

Don’t worry, we warlocks have our own way of training.

Let's go, keep busy. If you really can't figure it out, ask my ship's doctor. Oh, by the way, she is still fishing with her apprentice in the Barrens.

I'm afraid it will take some time to come back.

However, the Archdruid of the Moon Claw is also a veteran. He personally takes action and can save him as long as he doesn't die suddenly on the spot. "

After saying that, Black rode the hell horse smoothly to the deepest and most mysterious teaching area of ​​the scholastic school of the academy. As soon as he got there, he saw a group of human death knights patrolling in front of him.

It looked like he had just awakened, and the armor he wore had the mark of the Nessaras School of Nazareth. The style of this place was different from other teaching areas.

Just the four sinister ziggurat towers at the door are enough to scare people.

And the most outrageous thing about their school is that even the administrators who maintain the student dormitories on a daily basis are a few human ghosts selected from Tol Barad's cemetery.

It's a serious haunted house.

Blake really couldn't imagine what kind of weird people the students of the Scholomance School were, but he was quite familiar with this place. After wearing his Grand Master badge, the death knights patrolling the door were immediately let through.

The stinky pirate sent the hell horse back to the twisting void and strolled towards the teaching area. He passed a classroom along the way and took a look inside.

It was discovered that an elf ghost psychic was teaching the secrets of anatomy to more than a dozen students. The students in the audience all turned blue, and a few were hiding on the trash can outside the door, retching.

Gee, object lesson, really awesome.

Look at the freshness of the corpse. Hey, isn't this the one you killed yesterday?

It’s so scary to think about it.

"Why are you wandering around here when you have nothing to do?"

When Blake stood outside the classroom window and watched with gusto like the homeroom teacher, a cold voice sounded behind him.

Kel'Thuzad, wearing a wizard's robe and holding a grimoire, said to Black expressionlessly:

"Today is the first day of school. As the great mentor of the Warlock School, shouldn't I go see my apprentices and give them a speech or something?"

"Hey, the true talker of the Theosophical School, the noble Mr. Bigglesworth is out for a walk again with his stupid human servants."

The pirate turned around and said "please" to the black and white kitten lying on Kel'Thuzad's shoulder. The latter meowed in response to the smelly pirate.

It seems that after frequent contact, it doesn't hate Blake anymore.

After playing with the cat for a few seconds, Black turned to look at the expressionless, iceberg-like Kel'Thuzad. Although the guy in front of him looked no different from the one who needed a beating before, the pirate could tell at a glance that he was not people

Well, not really a living person.

This guy's body is dead.

Just like the situation of Merry Winterwind, after the soul completes the ascension ceremony and transforms into an immortal lich, this body of flesh and blood is no longer necessary.

"Although I have two lich friends, I still want to ask, Lord Kel'Thuzad, how does it feel to become a lich?"

Blake asked.

The lich in front of him shrugged, his eyes showed no warmth at all, but he said in a gentle tone:

"It's very good. Harsh time has opened its arms to me. I have countless eternities to squander, and the absence of worldly emotions finally allows me to devote myself to the pursuit of truth without distraction.

I'm preparing what you're going to do! "

As soon as Kel'Thuzad said that he had no worldly desires, he saw the stinky pirate reaching out to grab the neck of his beloved Mr. Bigglesworth.

This transgressive action caused the Lich to become furious in an instant, and he formed the seal of the Falling Ice Technique in his hand.

As long as the stinking pirate makes the slightest move, an ice meteorite full of death power will level him and everything within a few hundred yards nearby.

"Ha, no one dares to say in front of me that they have no worldly desires. Where are you now?"

The pirate retracted his hand and said to the molested lich in front of him:

"Okay, just kidding. As a colleague, I'm just reminding you tactfully to protect your own weaknesses just like you protect your phylactery.

Liches are not fearless.

Now, take me to see my baby. I heard that the useless fire demon is finally ready for the ceremony? "

"Well, Exotus is a very cunning fire demon. It can actually complete the ritual preparations in a short time, but it is always very cunning and tries to use its knowledge to negotiate terms with us."

Kel'Thuzad led the way, stroking the kitten in his arms, and said calmly:

“In addition, Cangqiong’s situation is relatively complicated and it takes time to process the almost completely broken bones and mess of vital signs, so I didn’t ask it to speed up.

But recently it has become increasingly tired, so I tactfully 'reminded' it of its situation.

After I removed a small piece of intestines and stomach with my own hands and promised it the identity of a fire magic lecturer in the academy, it finally sped up and completed all the preparations for the ceremony last night.

Seriously, I'm looking forward to seeing this loyal bird rise from the ashes.

I was also interested in the ritual itself. "

Speaking of this, Kel'Thuzad glanced at Black and said:

"The fire demon told me that although ordinary elemental flames can also be used to complete the rebirth ceremony, if you want to achieve a perfect rebirth effect, it is best to use the pure fire of Savras.

I know that thing is difficult to get. Do you want to postpone it for a while?

I have personally dealt with the bones of the sky and its body, and it can hold on for a while longer. "

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Blake flipped it over, and a burning cup appeared in the palm of his hand. The beautiful pot was ignited by sparks, and its light made the Lich's ice-blue eyes reflect sparks.

"so much?"

Kel'Thuzad was slightly surprised. He took the cup and put it in front of his eyes and said:

"It's more than enough to perform rituals for the sky. Can you leave the rest to me to study?"

"You, a lich, are not afraid of being burned to death by this pure flame?"

Blake complained:

"After I felt that I would not die, I became more and more unrestrained. I dared to touch anything and study anything, right? This jar of flame is naturally used for a ritual.

But if it is two ceremonies, it is not enough. "

"twice?"

Kel'Thuzad said in surprise:

"Do you have any other patients who need to be reborn in flames?"

"Not a patient."

Blake glanced at the sky and said:

"It is needed to start a great life for a girl, but she does not need much. This jar of fire should be enough. Don't waste time, get ready to start."

"Um."

Kel'Thuzad stretched out his hand and threw out a death rune. In the cold atmosphere dotted with weird blue lines, the door of the underground laboratory in front of him slowly opened.

Blake walked into it and saw an altar made of flaming stone and complex rituals on the ground.

The fire lord Exotus is not here.

Presumably, it also knew that its greed might have offended Blake and did not dare to show up here, but the preparations had been completed and it was no longer needed.

The pirate stepped forward, squatted down, and looked at Qing Qiong, who was sleeping on the comfortable haystack.

This poor guy has become a lot thinner in this period of time, and no longer has the majestic appearance of the Sky King before. He is like a patient lying on a hospital bed waiting for death.

It was seriously injured in Hades, and in order to help its master, Gaom smashed most of the bones in its body.

It's a miracle that it survives to this day.

In order to let it recuperate better, the Lich used sleeping magic on it. Black reached out and stroked the emaciated hippogryph in front of him. He rested his head on Qianqiong's neck, which had lost all its feathers and was no longer in shape.

He whispered:

"Sleep, sleep, good boy."

"When you open your eyes, I will give you a pair of unfettered wings, and you will carry me, the old villain of the new era, to that splendid new world."