Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Go straight ahead along this road, climb over the mountain corridor, and then go around the Devil's Mine and you will see the peak where the Devil's Fortress is located.

That's the main battlefield tomorrow. Prepare all the magic weapons brought from the academy. I'll give this to you too. "

At the exit of Evermore Woods, Blake looked at the trio of warlocks who had just been summoned, threw the Skull of Gul'dan they were playing with, and said:

"The evil energy barrier that suppresses Agona is presided over by Sachiel, and the three of you will be his assistants. You don't need to fight, the demon hunters will take care of it.

Watch carefully, don't kill anyone. "

"Okay, Captain, leave it to us, Captain."

Zarak reached out and took the Skull of Gul'dan, placed it in his hand and rubbed it very preciously. After finishing it, the giant magician glanced to the left, with a flattering evil eye in his hand, and he was holding the Heart of Gul'dan in his hand. Spell shield, and the pendant made by the Eye of Gul'dan hangs on the arm of Kanrisad on the right.

Good guy!

The "Gul'dan three-piece set" was collected by the three of them.

And now the three of them have to take the legacy left by the most powerful warlock in Draenor to deal with a demigod demon of the Burning Legion who Gul'dan served in Gul'dan's home world.

Just saying this makes people feel a subtle sense of fate.

"You bring the apprentices from the academy with you."

Blake held his pipe in his mouth and instructed again:

“Let them camp tonight in the area between the Alpine Corridor and Goron Canyon, and let these new warlocks feel what it feels like to be surrounded by demons.

Don't worry about safety issues.

I will send a group of hunters from the Moknasa clan to serve as guides for you, and also to protect you secretly. If you are really unfortunate enough to be attacked by a demon, be merciless and whip them hard.

The plan was exposed, and at worst, Agona was killed by force. Anyway, that was the plan of the demon hunters.

The students can't cause problems in our hands. Of course, it doesn't matter if they seek death themselves. Let them go. After all, accidents are inevitable in the life of a warlock.

And the chicks always have to learn to fly high. "

"Okay, Captain."

The evil eye has returned to his hometown again. The one-eyed dragon warlock will be very excited now, nodding his head repeatedly.

However, as a member of the Bleeding Circle clan, he had been active in the Tanaan Jungle before and had rarely been to Gorgrond. Before setting off, he glanced at the map, frowned and asked in a low voice:

"Captain, there's something wrong with this road!"

"What's wrong?"

The pirate rolled his eyes and asked:

"Isn't this the shortest route to the target?"

"It's the shortest, but you have to pass through five large demon-casting camps along the way."

Xieyan said cautiously:

"Let me state in advance that I'm not afraid, Captain. Let alone five camps full of demons. As long as you point me in the direction, I won't frown even if you go to the headquarters of the Burning Legion.

But the problem is, we are bringing students with us this time. They are a bunch of noobs who can't even summon demon guards. You also said that we have to be responsible for the students.

Do you want to take another route? "

"There's no need to change. You can go boldly. I've made all the arrangements."

Blake waved his hand and said:

"It'll be okay, trust me."

"???"

The pirate's answer made the three warlocks look at each other and not dare to say more.

I had only heard of people arranging their own people before, but now the captain can even "arrange" hostile demons. Isn't this amazing?

Or is it that the captain came to them this time because he was not satisfied with this group of students, so he planned to use the hands of the devil to bury them all in the wilderness of Gorgrond, and then take this opportunity to recruit a new group?

No way?

The three warlocks communicated with their five eyes, and they "discussed" this issue fiercely. Although the captain was famous for having no bottom line, he shouldn't be able to do this kind of thing, right?

"I feel like you're thinking of something very rude."

The stinky pirate noticed the eye contact between the three guys.

Good guy, those eyes colliding with each other were sparks in the air. He took off his pipe and said something sinister.

The three warlocks were horrified and hurriedly said goodbye in a flattering manner. They turned around and called to the warlock apprentices who were temporarily divided into three teams to set off with them.

The Moknasa clan provided a sufficient number of wolves as mounts. Because of the rampant demons, almost all the beasts in Gorgrond gathered in the Evergreen Woodland. There is absolutely no shortage of beasts here.

Rexxar even gifted a team of ferocious wyverns as mounts for the mentors.

After the three warlocks set off on their flying dragons while shouting and shouting, and protected the apprentices, Old Man Sachiel slowly walked over, surrounded by a group of female apprentices.

Black made a "secret talk" gesture to the initiate, and the two walked aside. The stinky pirate glanced sideways at the other group of warlocks still remaining in Evergreen Wood.

He whispered:

"What are these warlocks from Dalaran doing here? I didn't invite them, but you brought them? Do you want to use them as cannon fodder? Okay, sir, I saw you and a group of warlocks from Dalaran last time You're flirting with each other, are you planning to change jobs?

Still have to get two salaries? "

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Old man Sakir snorted in displeasure, and he held the evil wind scythe in his hands and said:

"It was you who told me that there were demons loyal to Archimonde in Draenor that made me run here. Tell me where they are? After taking care of Agona, I'm going to do some bad things to entertain myself.

As long as I meet those guys who are related to Archimonde, I will definitely kill them all for free. "

"The demons of the Polluter faction have been pushed to Frostfire Ridge. I have sent a group of Nagas to work there. You can go find them."

Blake explained and then asked:

"It's your turn to tell me what these warlocks from Dalaran are doing here?"

"I said they came to help on their own initiative, do you believe it?"

There were sparks in Thaqir's eyes, and he whispered something. Blake was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and said:

"A group of warlocks came to help another group of warlocks. Do you believe this? Who of the serious warlocks came to help their fellow warlocks? I can tell with my heels that they have ulterior motives.

But I really can't imagine what they could find in this place?

Could it be that they are preparing to raid here to capture a group of elite demons and take them back to raise? No way? Although Dalaran does not attach great importance to the Warlock School, there is no need to go so far as to not even approve the soul stone? "

"You really have had too many good times and have forgotten the miserable life of ordinary warlocks. You are really not down to earth at all, Black.

Do you really think other warlocks live as comfortably as you?

Before Dalaran and Quel'Thalas and we gave them a way out, these guys were just rats hanging out in the sewers.

What good knowledge can you expect them to dig out of the trash? "

Thakir sarcastically said:

"You have Archimonde's magic in your hands to learn. The warlocks under your command have almost obtained the knowledge inherited by the best warlocks because of you, and even the forbidden knowledge of entering the void from the shadows.

The warlocks of Quel'Thalas also have their own set of magic. Although it is not well known, the palace research originating from the Azshara era can be considered a comprehensive spellcasting system.

Not to mention Suramar, the inheritance of the Elf Empire of Yi Shui makes me a little greedy.

But what do Dalaran warlocks have?

Their leaders were all self-taught by picking up a few grimoires during the war.

Their students are all leftover after you have selected them. Although the six-person council has given them authority, they know that what they have is not a system at all.

As for what they are doing in Draenor this time... Haha, I don't believe you don't understand. "

The old man made a gesture that he no longer wanted to play charades with Black. He turned around and walked towards his apprentices, and asked an elf apprentice to drive up the magic carpet and fly towards the demon hunter.

After Thal'kiel also left, Blake glanced behind him and happened to meet the leader of the Dalaran warlocks, the dark-haired human "Black Claw" Galdes with a gloomy expression, who also turned his head and looked over.

When he saw Black's eyes, Black Claw lowered his head in respect.

This humility satisfied Black. The pirate picked up his pipe and waved to him, motioning for him to come over.

"Tell me, our warlock apprentices at Na'thalas Academy are going to take exams every week. Why are you guys from Dalaran following us here?"

Blake blew out a smoke ring and asked as if chatting:

"Don't tell me that the six-person council sent you to help, and don't blame me for speaking directly. If they really wanted to help, they shouldn't have sent you. Instead, they sent at least one archmage to bring the battle mages."

"For warlocks, speaking directly shows that you do not treat us as outsiders. This is our honor, master."

Black Claw showed a sinister smile. It was obvious that he wanted to say a few flattering words to the three academicians to flatter them, but he was obviously not good at practicing and could not keep his face.

It was so embarrassing that I could only say a casual remark.

Then he whispered again:

"But we were indeed sent by the Council of Six. Master Antonidas personally told us to collect information about the world of Draenor for Dalaran. The archmages discussed the prophecy about your demonic invasion.

They also did their own divination and determined that the demonic invasion of Azeroth must be related to Draenor.

We are the eyes and ears sent out by Dalaran, and we report back to them everything we see. "

"Well, you shouldn't tell me this kind of mission, right?"

The pirate blinked, looked at Black Claw, and said:

“Is this considered ‘surrender’?”

"Well, not really. I just want to maintain a good relationship with you."

Black Claw said calmly:

"There are too many outstanding warlocks around you, and even if I come here, I can only be a passerby with no sense of presence.

I am at least a leader in Dalaran, and you may also need a warlock leader who is in Dalaran but has flexible bottom lines and connections. "

"Wow, I feel like I'm missing out on a real talent."

Blake blew out a smoke ring and said:

"If you had followed me earlier than those three losers, maybe I could save a lot of worry now. But considering that you also have a mission, I won't say more.

Let’s be honest.

Apart from the arrogant demands of the mages, you must be pursuing something after bringing so many people to Draenor. What are you looking for in this world?

What price are you willing to pay to get it? "

"I want all the learning materials of the Shadow Council created by Gul'dan, all the knowledge of the orc warlocks and their magic inheritance as complete as possible!"

Black Claw took a deep breath and said without hiding anything from Black:

"Although Dalaran has given the warlocks a place to stay, even if their orthodox magic knowledge is open to us, it will be difficult for us to integrate into it. We need our own dark knowledge.

In recent decades, the most complete dark heritage, apart from Narthalas College, is the only Shadow Council led by Gul'dan.

I know that the Shadow Council was a loser in the last era, but their failure had nothing to do with their knowledge. They just met a leader whose ambition exceeded reason, that's all.

I didn’t just come here casually. "

Galdes took out an animal skin map from his arms and handed it to Blake with both hands. It could be seen that he valued this thing very much, but he still gave it to Blake without reservation.

He said:

"This is something we spent a lot of money to get from a black market organization that just appeared in the South China Sea. It is said to be a senior leader from the Shadow Council in the Silithus Desert.

He was assassinated by the Uncrowned Ones under your command, but what he carried with him was leaked, and what is marked here is a secret stronghold of the Shadow Council in Draenor. There may be something there."

"No, not there!"

Blake squinted his eyes and stared at the map labels in front of him. He said:

"The Shadow Council did indeed operate in this place called the Auchenai Crypt. They summoned a weird elemental creature there. Those losers got away with it, and the elemental lord named Momoor showed up and took over the place. Razed to the ground.

There are indeed guys from the Shadow Council active in that ruin, but it's difficult for you to find knowledge there. It's quite difficult. "

"this"

Black Claw's expression darkened a bit.

He did not doubt what Black, the prophet, said, and it seemed that he was really going to leave empty-handed this time.

But the next moment, Black threw a key and it fell into Black Claw's hand. The latter looked at him doubtfully. Black waved his hand and said to him:

"Take this key to Narthalas College and show it to the librarian. It will open the lockbox where I keep various classics.

It contains all the warlock knowledge I learned from Gul'dan, which is basically the entire inheritance of the Shadow Council.

I originally planned to use it as the inheritance of the Narthalath Warlock School, but then I had better knowledge of orthodox fel energy derived from the demons of the Twisting Nether, so I left it there.

I allow you to copy all the spells and books you want there. I give you ten days and allow you to bring an assistant to help you. Magic is not allowed in the library. You can only rely on your own hands.

Is this enough? "

"This is too expensive!"

Black Claw's hands were shaking.

Blake's sudden generosity made this human warlock with a bad background feel at a loss for a moment.

But he did show the "beautiful qualities" that a warlock should have.

He said he was embarrassed, but he held the key tightly in his hand, as if no one wanted to take it away from him.

He is also very knowledgeable.

He bowed down and said to Blake very sincerely:

"Please give me your orders, sir. Although we are humble, we will do our best to fulfill all your requirements."

"Yes, you will definitely have a great future!"

The pirate laughed, raised two fingers and said:

"First, go to Shadowmoon Valley immediately and help Shadowmoon Chief Ner'zhul do everything he wants to do. Second, report what you have seen and heard to the six-person council in Dalaran with a little 'polishing' .

You can decide the scale yourself.

The conclusion I want them to take is that if Dalaran doesn't send someone here immediately, the world is in danger, and once Draenor is gone, Azeroth will be next.

I'm also sure that you have enough grammatical skills to convince them of your report without being too intimidated to act.

Oh, by the way, you can add a little bit of Lord Archimonde's hatred and curse towards Dalaran 'appropriately'. After all, it was that city that made the polluters lose face.

If I were Archimonde, I would never let it go. "

Having said this, Blake said to the black claw in front of him:

"Within a week, I want to see at least one archmage appear in Draenor. Can I do it?"

"able!"

Black Claw replied firmly.

He is a self-taught warlock, so deception is easy for him.

"Very good, you will become excellent successors to the Shadow Council."

Blake grinned and said:

"Not all of Gul'dan's remnants are dead. Some of them are still hiding in some corners of Draenor. You can try to recruit them.

As long as you can control it, those precarious bastards will be your best pioneers.

The best part is, you don’t even have to give money, you just give them a bowl of rice.”