Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"A tribal warrior like Rexxa has been dragged into a terrifying abyss by just a few words from you. My dear little master, you are so merciless when you try to trick your own people."

After Lexa left wearing the dark suit that Blake was very satisfied with, at the central pool of Evergreen Woodland, which was full of weird vitality, the smelly pirate smiled like a fox who stole a chicken.

In his ear, Xalatas also said lazily:

"He has decided not to punish the rebellious tribesmen, but to use a rescue gesture to bring them back from the demons.

This might allow the withered Mok'Nathal people to receive valuable reinforcements, but Rexxar did not realize how difficult a decision he had made.

He originally only had to please one party, but now he had to convince both parties. His workload doubled, and he was really asking for trouble for himself. "

"Will not."

Blake waved his hand and said firmly:

"The Mok'Nassar worship the strong.

Their tradition dictates that as long as Rexxar can single-handedly defeat all the betrayers and bring them back like a herd of beasts, the remaining Mok'Nathal will be convinced of Rexxar.

Leolocs, who is as stubborn as a stone on the surface, may be angry at his child's disobedience after seeing that his stupid son finally understands the secret of being a leader, but he will eventually accept this fact with a smile.

A lion who has always been weak and obedient cannot become the Lion King! Only lions who dare to challenge tradition and challenge the old leader are qualified to lead the lion group to continue to be strong.

I just taught Lexa something he had been ignoring.

The tribal prince in trouble rescued the tribe like a magic weapon descending from the sky at the critical moment of the tribe. Wow, what a beautiful story! Zhou Zhuo must be asked to record it carefully and take it back to Little Xingxing to polish it. Isn’t this the subject of her next autobiography?

This kind of story, which has both exotic and vulgar elements, is sure to be a hit!

The title of the book is "Your Highness Little Star and the Rebirth of Mok'Nassa". "

"Just hearing the name, it sounds like a big bad movie."

Xal'atath complained, then snorted comfortably, and said to the pirate:

"Lord Staghelm is here to find you. He is approaching. This Evergreen Woodland fascinates him very much. I just noticed that he is secretly collecting seeds in the forest while the orcs are not paying attention.

He seemed to have found something incredible. "

"That's what I want him to see."

Black put away the bad smile on his face, adjusted his clothes again, and said to Xal'atath:

"Although Staghelm is determined in his goal, he needs some extra strength to push him to give himself an absolutely correct reason to explain his next actions.

Although he behaves like a madman who doesn't care about good or evil, he also longs to be a savior in his heart.

These druids are so pretentious. "

"Well, it is indeed very pretentious, just like Hisari Black Crow!"

Xal'atath said in the pirate's ears maliciously:

"A poor little girl who clearly longed to be a member of the herd, but had to choose to leave for other reasons. When you gave up on her, she almost cried.

She has you in her heart, my little master, you are such a sinful man.

And I discovered another characteristic of yours, and another thing you and Dai Lin have in common! You have inherited Daelin Proudmoore's 'female affinity', my young master.

Look at the people around you, they are all elves!

Are human women not attractive enough to you? "

"Shut up."

The pirate yelled unhappily:

"What do you, a mother-in-law, know about human love? I don't want to discuss this damn problem with you. Have the watchmen been sent out?"

"Look, look! You're anxious, and you refuted my statement just now, but now you're starting to care about your elf lover."

Xal'atath laughed and said:

"They have been released a long time ago. A group of them went to different areas to look for Maiev and the orthodox watchers. According to the mark you put on Maiev, she should be active near Shadowmoon Valley now.

Serra rushed over in person.

Even though he has been corrupted by the void, this guy is still loyal to Maiev Shadowsong. It's really scary. Come on, tell me honestly, little master, are you looking forward to meeting Maiev again? "

"snort"

Black refused to answer the question, then took a few steps forward and made a welcoming gesture to the Staghelm Archdruid who was walking out of the jungle of Everwood.

He said:

"The Archdruid traveled all the way in Draenor and finally found something he was interested in?"

“There’s something wrong with the force of nature here!”

Staghelm ignored the pirate's teasing and took out the black seeds he had just found deep in the forest.

He frowned and said:

“The life force here is very violent and aggressive, and is incompatible with all the natural forces I have seen in my life. It is like the opposite of peaceful nature, representing another manifestation of the force of life at the aggressive level.

Although both are pure forces of nature, their performances in Azeroth and Draenor are completely two extremes.

Since coming to this jungle, all the sights I have seen have subverted my understanding of nature. It is worth studying, and the land here cannot be polluted by evil energy.

I just traced the source of life here. This strange woodland is connected to the heart of the world in Draenor.

The weak thing it represents is the 'vitality' of this world. Once it is corroded, Draenor will have no hope of recovery. "

"so what?"

Blake blinked and said:

"What are the Archdruids going to do?"

"I have a message to send to the Cenarion Order."

Deer Helmet touched his beard, which was decorated with flowers and plants, and said in a deep voice:

"The druids must send an expedition to Draenor and settle in Evergreen to study the life force here and the complex relationship between this world.

If the orcs are not going to abandon their homeland and want to heal it, then this jungle is the key! This is a great cause to save the world, and it is our duty as nature walkers!

I need to borrow the Uncrowded One's world-wide communication network, Lord Black. "

"Of course, I'd love to help."

Blake shrugged and said;

"The world is in such chaos. If we want to bring order to the chaos, the more people the better, of course. As far as I know, the expeditionary force organized by the Holy Light Church is also ready to set off.

It seems that someone finally listened to my reminder.

This is great. The righteous people gathered here to start a war of contact and knowledge with the devil. Zhou Zhuo must also record this.

What a great promotional material. "

——

On the other side, Azeroth, the island of Tol Barad.

It was night on the Draenor side, but it was just after noon on the Azeroth side. It was supposed to be lunch break at Nar'thalas College, but today the college was particularly lively.

Students from other colleges were "watching the fun" below the dormitory building of the Warlock School.

They gathered together and watched as the warlock apprentices, who had just enrolled for more than a week, packed up the travel supplies that had just been issued by the academy, and changed their robes into hooded blouses like those of the travellers.

Each class also has elected monitors and tutors who are counting the number of students.

The human warlock apprentices were full of complaints, but the orc warlock apprentices were very excited, and the warlocks of other races were just like the masses.

The trio of warlocks, who are the daily managers of the academy, are discussing the opening of the portal with several instructors from the Mage Academy.

As the second-in-command of the Warlock Academy, the Enlightenment Old Man Sachiel stood majestically in front, holding the Ursalus war scythe, waiting for the head count to be completed.

In the crowd nearby, there were students from other colleges frantically spreading all kinds of gossip about unknown sources.

"Hey, have you heard? The Warlock School is about to start its weekly exams."

"Weekly exam? Our college passed the exam yesterday. Why are they starting now? And what are you preparing for with this outfit? Is the weekly exam of the Warlock School a real battle?

Isn't this too exaggerated? They have only been in school for a week. "

"No, it's much more exciting than actual combat! I heard a fellow student of mine who was studying at the Warlock Academy tell me that they were going to another world to fight a group of terrifying demons.

This is the content of their weekly exams.

I heard my fellow student complain that the instructors had already announced that the college would not be held responsible if someone died in the weekly exam.

It’s simply terrifying! "

A dwarf mage apprentice whispered:

"Fortunately, I enrolled in a mage college. I originally complained about the instructors' strict requirements and excessive homework, but now that I see what the sorcerer apprentices are going through, I feel like I am as happy as in heaven.

We study hard, and they study hard.

Gee, that’s too scary. "

"What's this?"

Another civilian elf apprentice from Suramar secretly drank the magic wine distributed today and whispered:

"Isn't that what the warlock profession is like? Life is their fighting resource, whether it's other people's or their own. When these bad guys set out on this road, they should have known that they would end up like this."

"Yes, yes, the first week of school is full of events for the Warlock School."

The garrulous dwarf apprentice clapped his fingers with the happy gesture that a melon eater should have and said:

"On the first day, two guys were burned, and on the third day, a guy was beaten half to death by the out-of-control demon guards. The most outrageous thing was on the night of the sixth day, I heard that three bastards who were unwilling to be left alone took the risk and summoned the succubus. Almost got sucked dry on the bed.

If instructor Nidir hadn't discovered it in time, the three of them wouldn't have been able to be saved. "

"Ugh, what a happy way to die."

Several other students and apprentices around him showed expressions that "all men understand" and gave out weird smiles.

But soon, these melon-eaters who laughed loudly were noticed by the aloof instructor Deliana.

"Hey, you three, you must have completed today's homework if you are smiling so happily, right? Then come and help. We will open at least seven large portals in thirty minutes. You go and collect the students from your respective classes. The apprentice called over to move things!"

The elf ghost instructor crossed his arms and said in a cold tone:

"I'll give you five minutes to assemble. Go! Why are you standing still? Do you want me to give you some more homework to wake you up?"

The three guys who were laughing happily stopped laughing suddenly.

They ran back to their respective dormitories in despair. If others knew that the precious lunch break was taken up because of the three of them, there would be another "Little Mage Boxing Championship" in these three dormitories tonight. Competition".

This is Dalaran's fine tradition and must be carried forward.

"Okay, okay, everyone, be quiet!"

Seeing that preparations were almost complete, Old Man Sachir, who was the supervisor of this "weekly exam", raised his hands and asked the grumbling apprentices in front of him to quiet down.

The burning skull coughed a few times and pulled its hood down.

The scene in front of him actually made Old Man Sachiel miss him very much. When he was in Argus 30,000 years ago, he also spoke to the apprentices of the Arcane Academy in this way.

Alas, tens of thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye, and this old guy has to lament that things have changed.

"Apprentices, I know that you have been hearing all kinds of damn gossip since last night, which makes you restless. Our warlock instructors are also adapting to their roles. They are not very professional enough.

Therefore, before setting off, I want to tell you the real questions of this weekly exam, so that you will not feel afraid and at a loss because of the unknown.

Listen to me now!

I only say it once! "

Thaqir's voice was transmitted outwards in magical vibrations, making the entire square quiet.

While the mages sent envoys to communicate with Dalaran and mobilized their magic power to prepare to open the portal to Nethergarde Keep, the cold voice of the Initiator also revealed the answer.

"The content of this weekly exam is not for you to fight against the devil. Your level is still far behind."

Thal'kiel shouted.

This sentence made the warlock apprentices cheer and the surrounding people sighed in disappointment, but then the old man sneered and said:

"The real question of the weekly exam is to ask you to maintain two large suppression and weakening barriers until the end of the battle under a conservative estimate of 100,000 demons.

What the two enchantments want to suppress are a demigod-level abyss lord and a Dreadlord known for his cunning and conspiracy.

And fighting alongside you are the demon hunters.

I think your teammates are more dangerous than your opponents! Always be wary of those blind people who hate evil energy, and remember to always tie a soul stone to yourself.

In this way, if you are hacked to death, we can recover your souls in time.

In addition, the warlock instructors under my command will all join in the attack on the demons, so the one who will lead you will be the dean of the Warlock Academy, the legendary great warlock, Black Shaw.

You all know his name and his deeds. If you let him down, believe me, being eaten by the devil is a good thing for you. "

This second sentence made the warlock apprentices scream in terror, while the surrounding melon-eaters were satisfied with their desire to eat melons and were even frightened, and all of them fell into silence.

"Do you understand everything?"

The Enlightener looked around, holding the sinister scythe and asked:

"Before departure, is there anyone who feels unwell and wants to withdraw from the operation?"

When he asked this question, there was actually a human dumbfounded young man who was about to raise his hand, but was stopped by the instructor in charge of this class, Canrisade Aberlock, with a murderous look.

Really desperate!

Why don't you choose a good time to escape?

Didn’t you see that old man Saqil is missing a bloody head to ‘boost’ the morale of the army?

This is a rush to die, this guy can't be taken anymore, such a stupid warlock is destined to have no future.

"Very good. It seems that everyone is facing the weekly exams with a positive attitude, which makes me, the deputy dean, very happy.

You have been studying Warlock knowledge for a week. If you study hard in class, you will have enough knowledge to pass this exam. "

Thal'kiel waved his hand, swung his Draenei tail and said:

"Everyone, pack your equipment! After our brother academy prepares the portal for us, go to the Watch Keep and pass through the Dark Portal.

Dean Black has prepared the summoning ceremony at the destination. You can avoid the trouble of rushing, but if anyone dares to fall behind or desert,

Haha, then there is no need for demons to punish you. "

After finishing speaking, he coughed and said in a serious tone:

"Then now, I declare!"

"The first weekly exam of the Warlock School of Narthalas College begins!"

Ps:

The "Sword to Philio" brothers' alliance leader update will be on the 21st, I want to save some manuscripts. . . Love you guys