Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The first attempt at a warlock version of demon transformation was very successful.

By absorbing the power of Cassanatil's Dreadlord, Black successfully turned him into a real demon in a short period of time.

However, because the pirate's melee combat ability is already very powerful, as a watchman, he does not need to use the power of demons to close combat with the Hammerman.

Therefore, this form of the Dread Lord appears more as a "strengthening ultimate move" for the caster.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that after the fifteen-minute demon transformation naturally ended, the pirates summoned the makers of this warlock spell and began to make more "personalized" improvements to it.

"Add six more binding magic patterns! It is in a weak state now and I can still control it, but it will not remain weak.

These nathrezim feed on spirit and life, and the longer it fights for me, its power slowly returns to its full glory. "

In the magic laboratory, Black, who still had an aura of burning evil energy, lay on the experimental table and said to Dean Lanyue, who was holding a magic notebook in front of him to record:

"I need to keep it suppressed at all times."

"Six may not be enough."

The mentor Deliana next to the dean had just seen the potential of demon transformation with her own eyes. She suggested with cautious thinking:

"At least ten more binding magic patterns must be added, so that before you reach the legendary realm, you can guarantee absolute control over the 'inner demon'.

In addition, if you decide to abandon the melee form of the Dread Lord and strengthen it as a spellcaster, you will need to add at least three sets of spellcaster patterns. "

"Okay, come on."

The pirate closed his eyes, lay there like a mature experiment, and said:

"Experiment as much as you like on me. It's best to make the subsequent magic pattern inscriptions more artistic. Since you are going to get a tattoo, make it more beautiful.

At least the artistic style must be unified. Well, you are professionals in this aspect. I believe in the aesthetic level of the upper elf arcanists. "

"Perhaps we can design a permanent magic circulation system in the subsequent eleven magic pattern enhancements."

Instructor Nidir, who picked up the tattoo knife again, suggested:

"If it is a permanent binding magic pattern, you can adjust it according to the power characteristics of this fear devil. In this way, you can free up some space for more spell-casting enhancement designs."

"Well, that's a great idea."

Dean Lanyue nodded, touched his chin and said:

“This also avoids the problem of demons getting out of control.

My disciple is a powerful sorcerer who can suppress the evil whispers of the nathrezim with an iron will that no other sorcerer can do.

If magic pattern enhancement is to be the main strength of the Narthalas Academy Warlock School, then the system must be simplified and systematized.

Nithir's suggestion makes perfect sense. "

"No, other warlocks' magic pattern designs can be permanently solidified, but mine cannot."

Blake was in a good mood now. He moved his fingers and said:

"I will change my 'inner demon' in the future, and Cassanatil is just the beginning. It is not the most powerful of the Dread Lords, nor is it the best at casting spells among all demons.

It's just a 'guinea pig'.

After it can't keep up with my strength improvement, it will eventually be ruthlessly abandoned by me, that's for sure. Therefore, permanent magic patterns cannot be designed, at least not now. "

"You already have a legendary demon as your spell-casting tool, aren't you satisfied?"

Instructor Deliana frowned, stretched out her hand to press on Blake's strong muscles, and while collecting experimental data, she whispered:

"I know that warlocks are a bunch of greedy guys, but Black, your thirst for power is a bit too sick.

Most warlocks will never be able to come into contact with the level of the legendary demon in their lifetime, let alone use it as a spell-casting carrier like you.

You have completed the deconstruction and exploration of a new magic that was considered 'dangerous' and 'exquisite' even during the Elven Empire. You should learn to be satisfied!

The endless pursuit of power is a terrible trap, and one as wise as our supreme Queen Azshara is trapped in it, triggering a disaster that nearly destroys the world.

You need to learn this lesson. "

“No one else can do it, so I should be like them?”

Blake asked rhetorically:

"The other Highborne went to see Elune ten thousand years ago, but Ms. Deliana, aren't you still in front of me now? According to you, you should shatter your spirit body now.

Okay, don't look that angry.

I was just making a not-so-good metaphor, and I sincerely apologize, okay? Also, don't take advantage of me, we are here to do business, not have fun.

Just do as I say.

How things will develop in the future, who knows? "

"Design according to what my disciples say. It is not difficult for you."

Dean Lan Yue raised her head and stopped the "academic" dispute. She said to the two assistants:

"Today's test data and process are classified as academy secrets and are not allowed to be leaked. The new magic test proposed and participated by academy student Blake Shaw has successfully entered the next stage.

Due to his exploration and contribution to the Warlock School and fel and shadow magic, I decided to grant him the title and title of ‘Grand Master of the Warlock School’ today.

In the future, he will manage and direct the affairs and development planning of the Narthalas Academy Warlock School, and absorb him into the 'Nathras Magic Council'.

The formal appointment will be issued in three days. Do you two have any opinions? "

The two mentors shook their heads.

Instructor Nidir, who has a more active personality, whispered with some regret:

“It’s a pity that the Elf Empire is gone.

Otherwise, based on the results of today's groundbreaking magic experiment, Lord Black Shaw is already qualified to be awarded the official 'arcanist' qualification. "

"Is he an official arcanist?"

The pirate lying there curled his lips and said:

"I thought I should at least be given the title of 'Grand Arcanist'."

"You think too much."

Deliana mocked ruthlessly:

“Your magic is very powerful, but that’s all.

If you want to be granted the title of 'Grand Arcanist' or 'Grand Magister' by the Queen, your spellcasting ability must at least reach the level of Elisande.

And even Elisande is far from the most powerful of all the great magisters in the empire. "

"Exactly! You humans just don't understand the value of these ancient inheritances."

Instructor Netir was thinking quietly while giving Blake the first strengthening, and she complained in a low voice:

"Do you know how much effort I put into getting the official title of Arcanist? If the dean hadn't given me the idea to specialize in the unpopular wand-using skills, I probably wouldn't have gotten the official title until I died."

"You still have the nerve to say that you are a disgrace to Nathalas College! It took more than thirty years for you to fail to graduate. You are so shameless. Don't say that you are my peer in the future. I can't afford to embarrass that person. "

Just as Nitir and Deliana, two good friends, complained about falling in love and killing each other, the pirate's first enhancement was officially completed two hours later.

Due to the application of some special drugs, the pirate still needs to rest for three days before he can activate the next magic pattern enhancement.

This thing progresses steadily from easy to difficult.

According to Dean Blue Moon's design, Black will need half a year to gradually complete all eleven subsequent enhancements. At that time, his demon transformation spell will be truly completed.

After several instructors left, the pirate lay alone on the test bed, feeling the changes in his body.

He was originally worried that he had gone too far on the path of a warlock and that absorbing the power of evil would affect the Watcher's power system. However, after truly completing the demon transformation, he found that the Watcher's power had not been weakened.

On the contrary, just as he complained, the title of "Junior Warden" was added to the character card.

Junior Warden:

You have imprisoned at least one powerful evil creature, you have completed the first hunt for Watcher recruits, and you have used your strength to prove that you are worthy of the Watcher's heritage.

When wearing this title, the lethality against all chaos-side creatures is increased.

There is a small chance of [deterrence] weak chaotic creatures, causing [panic] effect on them, but it will also provoke powerful chaotic creatures, causing them to take the initiative to attack you.

"They are all good titles, but it's a pity that I can only wear two now."

As if having difficulty choosing, Blake looked at his long list of titles and finally decided to wear "God Killer" and "Soul Hunter", these two titles were the most useful.

If you encounter demons or something like that in the future, just change to the title of Warden before fighting again.

As soon as he finished switching titles, he saw a dark figure sneaking into the laboratory, like the best assassin. The moment the pirate opened his eyes, a sharp blade was pressed against his neck.

Demon hunter Marius Demonic Disaster looked at Black condescendingly.

The pirate lay there, unafraid, and just pointed at the eyepatch that belonged to Illidan on his eyes.

He said:

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but since your boss and I are friends, how about you spare my life? Look at you, I'm so scared, my fingers are shaking. .”

"I knew it!"

The orthodox blind man Maris "looked" at the weird magic patterns on Black's bare upper body, and he said coldly:

"You pirates have no bad intentions when dealing with us! I was taken advantage of by you evil sorcerers, and I ultimately failed to keep this forbidden knowledge.

Maybe I should kill you here to prevent these powers from being abused. "

"Hey, I know demon hunters are very proud, but this matter really has nothing to do with you."

Blake explained:

"You just acted as a test subject in this matter. These two sets of hunting magic patterns were given to me personally by your commander Alturis.

Do you think he doesn’t know what we warlocks are trying secretly?

He didn't send you here to let you keep these secrets, he just wanted to see the potential of us warlocks and whether we are worthy of becoming allies with the powerful Illidari.

As for the warlocks who will learn this knowledge in the future, don't worry.

I will train them rigorously and eliminate the weak ones. Before they come into contact with these advanced knowledge, I will use all means to test their will.

I welcome a demon hunter like you to supervise us and guide us on how to better use fel energy in the great cause of fighting against the Legion.

Seriously, you don’t think I will join the Legion in the future, do you?

Although Lord Sargeras is the man I admire the most, I don't quite accept some of his behavior and ideas. I am a very sensible fan and don’t engage in fandom.

You can rest assured of this. "

A suspicious expression flashed across Maris Demon Calamity's serious face. He maintained the suppressing action of the war blade. It was not until nearly a minute later that the sharp demon-killing war blade was removed.

The thin and gloomy demon hunter took a step back and said to Black:

"I will call my companions over. The situation you have caused is beyond what I, a new recruit, can handle, and I cannot decide your fate."

He felt the breath coming from Blake's eyes and said:

"But if Lord Illidan feels that you are trustworthy, then I can turn a blind eye to your actions. There is a temptation in fel, Warlock.

You must be strong-willed when walking in it, and if you are about to lose control, I will be happy to help relieve your pain. "

"I don't think you have this chance to threaten my brother anymore, elf! Even if he really wants to die, he will die in my hands."

Another voice sounded outside the laboratory.

The demon hunter did not look back. Behind him, Nathanos was drawing his bow, a ready-to-go sniper arrow aimed at Maris' head.

At this distance, the Demon Hunter would not be able to dodge this arrow unless he transformed immediately.

There was also a tall elf warrior wearing Nightborne-style armor and holding a cold black ice ax gun, also blocking the door.

"Get away from him, blind kaldorei!"

Fenna Golden Sword, who was filled with anger, provocatively said:

"He won't die if you take a stab at him, but that won't happen if you get hit with an ax by me."

Several soul beasts poked their heads behind the two people.

Including a big wolf watching the fun, a ferocious-looking Big Bear, a big fox that was pinned by the Big Bear with its claws and unable to break free, and a deep-sea ghost-legged crab waving its big pincers and spitting bubbles.

These are the "reinforcements" that the clever little fishman ran to find. When it saw the demon hunter appearing outside the laboratory just now, it hurriedly ran out to "shake people".

"For you, they dare to provoke a demon hunter who can go crazy at any time. They must love you very much."

Marius Demonscourge was not frightened by the threat. He was brave and said to Blake lying in front of him:

"You've followed a similar path to us, but you're much happier, pirate. Don't let them down."

"Hey, you're a new recruit of the Demon Hunter! How can such a strong man speak?"

Blake shifted on the bed and said:

"Illidan came here and said this to me, so forget it about you guys. You should know that even without them, I can easily kill you one on one, right?"

But the demon hunter walking on the dark road was no longer in the mood to answer. He turned around silently, walked to the entrance of the laboratory, and said to Fenna who blocked him:

"Please step aside, you're blocking my way."

Finna, a warrior, wanted to provoke, but Maris grabbed her arm and let the demon hunter leave.

"That guy is dangerous."

Maris watched the other Maris leave and said:

"My hunting instinct has been warning me that he can transform into a violent monster at any time."

"Yes, demon hunters are a bunch of self-righteous lunatics. If you can't deal with them, just stay away from them."

The "patient" pirate lying on the bed waved to his relatives and friends, and said:

"Speaking of which, sister, you are also an elf and you are addicted to magic. Are you interested in getting a tattoo and joining the ranks of demon hunters? Look at my tattoo, how handsome it is."

"whispering sound"

Fenner took off her helmet and curled her lips and said:

"This outfit is really cool. Well, it's full of dark, profound, and fantasy feelings. But! Bad boys only get tattoos! If Dai Lin sees this, he will definitely break your legs."

"whispering sound"

Blake said disdainfully:

"You don't understand this, but Aunt Jinjian must know that Dai Lin also has a tattoo. What I mean most is 'pay tribute to him'."