Shadow Trails in Azeroth

A group of spirits who were "reincarnated from dirty soil" by Sachiel are busy in the ruins of the Arcane Academy, which is covered with weeds.

It stands to reason that spirits cannot do the work of weeding, moving bricks and dusting, but the Academy Guards used by the Mystic Academy have a very unique function. This structure created with gem magic can temporarily allow souls to enter and control it.

This can also be regarded as the "traditional art" of the Draenei. There are many such soul structures in the Auchinton Necropolis in the world of Draenor.

This is also the "soul core" that old man Sakir mentioned when he threatened the spirits before, but temporarily manipulating the structure and being made into a "soul core" are two completely different concepts.

Therefore, the first task of the academy spirits after being awakened is to search for the out-of-control structure defenders throughout Macaire, and then act as "Gundam pilots" to drive them to the ruins of the mysterious academy to start rebuilding here.

With the help of these "miniature Gundams", the dilapidated buildings on the Academy grounds were quickly cleared in just a few hours.

Although Thaqir is crazy, he still has sense and has no plans to really start rebuilding the academy now.

He just wanted to create a logistical foothold for the upcoming Azeroth Anti-Magic Expedition based on the original school site. Looking at the current dire situation in the world of Argus, there is no place more suitable to do this than the ruins of the Arcane Academy.

There is a relatively complete magic defense system here, as well as some large alms built underground. The most important thing is that there are very few demons on this land, which can provide the expeditionary force with an opportunity to rest and resupply away from the front line.

The spirits were doing it in full swing.

While they were working, they also asked familiar people to find out what happened after they "slept". After learning that it was already 25,000 years after the destruction of the Argus civilization, most of the spirits fell into an uncontrollable state of mind. In grief and anger.

The sadness is that they, who were once the future stars of Argus, are unable to turn the tide. The anger is that their world has been infected by evil energy and is completely hopeless.

After learning about the Draenei's twenty-five thousand years of star drifting and the tragedy they encountered in Draenor from the eloquent little star, many eredar students were extremely sad and even shed tears.

Of course, spirits cannot shed tears, so they can only make unpleasant screams like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Especially when they heard that the Draenei led by Velen were slaughtered to the last tenth by the orcs, some hot-tempered spirits secretly made up their minds to give those brutal orcs a good look in the future!

If you dare to bully our children and grandchildren, you will really give your green-skinned beasts a face! Why not take on the most powerful spellcasters born in the Golden Age of Argus?

asshole!

Wash your neck and wait!

The fact that these spiritual students can enter the Arcane Academy proves their talents. Every one of them is one of the most talented people in the Golden Age of Argus.

These guys were already cynical because of the accidental death, and now they feel empathy for the suffering of their compatriots. After Little Star vividly told the story of the Draenei's blood and tears, many spirits immediately showed signs of transforming into resentful spirits. .

However, the leaders of the academy, including Thaqir, did not stop this transformation.

They are now in the midst of a fierce war. Compared with a group of gentle spirits, the emergence of some powerful and malicious spirits are obviously more effective in fighting.

At least they will never flinch when facing demons.

Thal'kiel also needs a group of angry spirits to make combat soul cores for the academy guards who have become unable to move.

Of course, this is an evil secret that the superiors tacitly share with each other.

“In my spirit body, I saw many students who had pursued me. Their lives were forever stuck on the day when Archimonde destroyed the academy, but I became a despised soft-headed demon.

Tsk, tsk, things are really different. "

Queen Saloras stayed by Black's side. The female devil, who was always very calm and full of intrigues in her heart, would hold the pirate knife at her waist and whisper to Black:

"Master, are you helping Principal Sachiel release these spirits in order to create the undead scourge of Argus?"

"No, no, things like the Scourge of the Undead are uncontrollable. There is only one Frostmourne, and there is only one Helm of Command. What am I doing with that thing?"

Black held a pipe in his mouth and sat cross-legged on the head of a tall academy guard that had shut down.

He looked out condescendingly.

When looking northwest across the giant lake in the center of Mac'Aree, the pirates could see the ruins of a huge palace standing on the edge of the floating island continent.

The palace built on the mountain range occupies one-fifth of the floating island continent. Just from the sheer size of the ruins, you can see how gorgeous and noble it was in its heyday.

"That's the seat of the bureaucracy."

Queen Saloras noticed Blake's gaze, and she introduced in a low voice like a "tour guide":

"In the golden age of Argus, it was the center of power of the entire world. It was there that Velen and Kil'jaeden ruled and led the entire world of Argus. Later, Archimonde was able to rely on the credit of betraying Principal Tha'kiel. Get in there.

That was also the area where the eredar welcomed Lord Sargeras' arrival.

It was the source of evil energy's initial impact on the world. That terrible impact directly caused the collapse of the extremely gorgeous Seat of the Triumvirate and even the entire Mac'Aree region, and all the buildings were almost razed to the ground. "

The female devil whispered:

“There was once a demon lord who suggested that the ruins should be bulldozed to build the Legion’s command center in Mac’Aree, but it was rejected by Kil’jaeden and Archimonde at the same time.

This led many demons to suspect that the ruins contained something important to the Deceivers and Defilers. "

"It does exist, but it is not the demonic artifact you imagined."

Blake said casually.

In his void vision at this time, he could see more things existing above the ruins.

The purple shadow formed a huge hemispherical barrier, covering almost the entire area of ​​the Seat of the Triumvirate in light invisible to the naked eye.

When the pirate focused on the ruins in the distance, he could still vaguely hear a dark, low and sad song, which was very similar to Zela's hymn echoing in the light, but this song was obviously more gloomy and desperate.

"No wonder Kil'jaeden doesn't allow demons to come here."

Blake looked away and shook his head to let the strange singing voice that had lingered for three days dissipate in his ears.

He complained in a low voice:

"If I were Kil'jaeden, I would not let cannon fodder soldiers fill this gluttonous pit that can never be filled. If the world of Argus had not become a holy land of evil energy, the strength of the void rift here alone would be enough to destroy the entire world. Argus was sacrificed to the Sunless Sea.

There is something terrible and valuable and delicious in those ruins. "

After saying that, the pirate licked his lips pervertedly, and then turned to look at the members of the Holy Light Legion who were patrolling back and forth under the guards of the academy where he was.

They were in a very strange state at this time.

The Blades of Light, who were always very stable, now seemed restless, as if they sensed something that didn't exist but was attacking their hearts. Mograine was talking to the team members one by one to stabilize them. Case.

"Hey! You guys, tell me if you hear anything."

Blake blew out a smoke ring and shouted:

"Especially when you are resting, you should tell me if you have nightmares in time. I don't want to lose precious cannon fodder before starting the treasure hunt."

"Huh? Did they hear something?"

Having just finished telling the "ghost story" to the eredar spirits, Little Star, who was happily taking pictures everywhere, drove the Thor Throne to the pirates.

She pushed up her wizard's pointed hat, moved her elf ears curiously, and said:

"I didn't hear anything."

"So are we!"

Brian and Zhou Zhuo, who were sitting on the Thunder God's Throne and were measuring the local terrain to deduce where cultural relics might be found, both reported that they were safe. However, they were glared at by the pirates and said:

"It's none of your business. That's a sound that only smart people can hear, not fools.

You guys seem to be very idle. Let me tell you quietly. I just flew up to the sky to observe the surroundings and found a hidden palace ruin on the top of the mountain behind the Secret Academy.

Judging from my years of treasure hunting experience, there might be something good there.

You should hurry up and take a look, it would be great if you can dig out interesting things.

Come, take it with you. "

Black threw his hands away and threw the little murloc sitting next to him, who was playing with the dangerous Yogg-Saron Mystery Box, by his neck, to the old dwarf, letting him follow Brian to hunt for treasure.

The stinky pirate was curious as to whether the little murloc's good luck could counteract the old dwarf's damn "demonic aura of destruction."

Watching Little Star carrying a group of guys to the hills behind in cheers, Blake moved his body and stood up, saying to Queen Saloras beside him:

"You and your sister have my void mark on them, so you don't have to worry about being attacked by ordinary void creatures. I have to stay in the Arcane Academy for another day, so you two go to the ruins of the Seat of the Triumvirate to help me explore the way.

Be careful not to go too deep there. If you encounter danger, immediately disband and come back to me. "

"Who are you looking down on?"

The high-level warlock Oreses, who was flapping her wings and suspended in the air, immediately crossed her arms in displeasure and said impatiently:

"Although my sister and I are not as powerful as you, we can kill even demigods if we join forces. In Mac'Aree, a place where the intensity of the conflict is not as intense as that of Crokuun, we will not encounter any danger. "

"I didn't say you were going to get into trouble with demons, you big-chested, brainless fool."

Blake held his forehead and scolded:

"I'm talking about other things, things that you can't deal with with magic and fire. It seems that I have protected you two really well.

I think if there is a place that even Kil'jaeden is not willing to set foot in, then you two should at least be careful, but whatever, you won't really die anyway, just treat it as an adventure game, girls. "

The pirate waved his hand and said:

"Go ahead, I will meet you in one day at most.

We need to finish things in Mac'Aree as quickly as possible, and then return to Krokuun. The war there cannot drag on too long.

I think Kil'jaeden and Archimonde may have discovered our traces, which is not a good thing for reconnaissance operations. "

After saying that, the pirate jumped off the head of the academy guard who was more than ten years old, and was about to go to Thaqir to discuss the placement of the teleportation point. However, as soon as he took a few steps, he saw the sneaky trio of warlocks. Walk towards him.

"Boss, I just took a look, this place is nice!"

Xieyan, with a stern eyebrow and rat-like eyes, rubbed his hands and was the first to say:

"Although the Secret Academy looks deserted on the surface, the teaching facilities underground are in good condition. We found an underground academy and went in to have a look.

Good guy, the interior decoration is extremely gorgeous. The extravagant Eredar people use gems as big as their heads for the floor. It’s perfect for your current status! "

"Yes, yes, the most important thing is that this place is big enough!"

Zarak licked his lips and suggested to Blake flatteringly:

"The main area of ​​the academy alone is comparable to the entire teaching area of ​​Nathalas College, and it's even more incredible when you include the testing grounds in several surrounding mountains.

Each place also has complete preset magic nodes, which only need slight modifications to meet our teaching needs.

We no longer need to look at the faces of those mages.

When we book a magic experiment class in Tol Barad, we have to fight with the mage school to grab the laboratory. Sometimes, if we can't get it, we have to go back to the broken tower to lead the apprentices to do experiments.

That's enough!

Those damn elves and ghosts rely on the support of Dean Blue Moon to bully our warlock school everywhere, but I think that a powerful warlock master like you should have an academy like the Secret Academy for you. use. "

"Yes, Captain."

At the end, Kanrisade reminded me with the finishing touch:

"Those of us warlocks who play demons will be criticized by others if we want to summon a demon in the material world, but the nature of our profession cannot be separated from the support of evil energy.

I think we should simply stop playing with those spellcasters.

We moved the Narthalath Warlock School to the Arcane Academy. We summoned fel powers and demons in this broken land and no one cared about us. This is still the front line against the Burning Legion.

If we study warlock magic here, we can also contribute to the peace of Azeroth.

This is a good thing for both parties. Captain, you must think twice. "

"Well, your suggestion sounds outrageous."

Black rubbed his chin and walked toward the academy surrounded by the three warlocks. As he walked, he said:

“It does make some sense if you think about it carefully.

If the Warlock School wants to develop and grow, it really needs a place close to the Twisting Nether. The broken land of Mac'Aree perfectly meets all the Warlock's requirements.

But we can't do this.

Old man Sakir has just taken back his academy, so we went to him to ask for it. Even though he is a lunatic, he will definitely be angry when he hears this.

Otherwise, you go and tell me?

Just try to persuade him just like you persuaded me. I think you are very eloquent and there is no problem in doing this. Anyway, Thaqir is also the current leader of the Warlock School. It will not hurt him if the Warlock School grows stronger.

You said that, right? "

"Oh, look at what you said, Captain."

Xie Yan slapped his thigh, spread his hands, and said helplessly:

"If we dare to say it, we won't come to you. Aren't we afraid of him? You are not afraid of Mr. Saqil's ghastly sickle swinging, but the three of us can't stand it.

Why don't I ask you to support me?

You come with us, and if he gets angry you can run with us. "

"Look at your incompetence! It's because you are so cowardly and irresponsible that those mages dare to bully us warlocks wantonly.

I saw that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked.

You bastards need to be ashamed! "

Blake was immediately furious. Are these bastards planning to use his connections like Red?

The pirates who noticed this immediately pulled out the nine-tailed pirate whip that was used to beat Red that day. When they saw this scene, the three warlocks immediately screamed and ran away.

But before the pirate could pursue him, the ground beside him turned into quicksand, spinning and shaping Sakir's figure.

The old man blocked Black's path with a burning skull on his head. Without any nonsense, he pointed at the bustling Mystery Academy behind him and said:

"Do you think my academy is good?"

"good."

Blake nodded, and Old Man Sachiel asked again:

"Then do you want it?"

"That's very desirable."

The pirate rolled his eyes and said:

"But I know you won't give it to me for nothing. After all, you spent so much effort to restart the academy, and you also told your students that you wanted to rebuild the eredar magic heritage. .

This is the real deal. "

"No, I lied to them."

Thaqir waved his hand, and the burning skull revealed a very neurotic and terrifying smile.

He said hoarsely:

"I do want to rebuild the inheritance, but that is just an occasional normal moment in my crazy thoughts. A soul full of revenge and hatred that only knows destruction cannot bear such a heavy responsibility.

I just want you to fully see the value of the Arcane Academy and then use it to make a deal with you.

Blake, you know what I came to Argus for.

I am willing to give you my academy and my disciples, and I am willing to hand over the last remaining orthodox magical power in the world of Argus.

All I need is for you to create a chance for me.

A chance to kill Archimonde with his own hands!

A chance to be as cruel and painful as he was when he betrayed and killed me, I will repay the sin I suffered ten times! I know that there are very few people among the stars who can do this.

But I believe you absolutely can.

Blake, have mercy on my old bones, forged in betrayal and pain. "