Azeroth’s Death Track

In the far north, what happened in the depths of the frost-shrouded Northrend continent is unknown. In fact, at this point in time, no one will pay attention to it.

Because the internal affairs of the Eastern Continent and those bad troubles are enough to cause all the forces involved in this vortex to be overwhelmed.

Oh, Crassus, my friend.

In the brightly lit Violet Hall of Dalaran, the leader of the mage city, the prestigious human archmage Antonidas is holding a volume of magic tome, exploring the mysteries of magic in rare tranquility.

But when a familiar figure walked into the hall, Antonidas put down the tome that he couldn't put it down, stood up enthusiastically, and said to the mage who walked into the hall:

It's been a long time. Your long trip made you miss too many things, but fortunately, everyone is safe and sound.

I'm sorry I wasn't here when the orcs besieged Dalaran, my friends.

Warmly welcomed by Antonidas was a high elf wearing a red and dark robe intertwined. He had the handsomeness of a high elf, with long silver-gray hair hanging on both sides of his shoulders, and raised sword-shaped eyebrows Below, is a pair of eyes exuding silver light.

His name is Krasus, and he is one of the members of the Dalaran Council of Six. Unlike other archmages who like to use staffs, Krasus has a long sword similar to that used by warriors hanging from his waist. , but the sword was lingering with a thick magic light.

Obviously, this is a rare magic blade. The magic blade cast by a special method can not only replace the staff to cast spells, but also be used to fight the enemy hand-to-hand when necessary.

This kind of magic blade originally originated from Quel'Thalas. In the Sunstrider family, there is such a magic blade called Flame Strike. It is said that it is a sacred object inherited from the ancient elven empire. It is held by the king and is the proof of the status of the ruler of Quel'Thalas.

And considering the race of Archmage Krasus, it is very normal for him to have a rare magic blade.

At this time, the high elf archmage looked at Antonidas with a guilty look, and he said softly:

I also heard about the war near Dalaran in my hometown. I heard about everything those orcs did on this land. I wanted to rush back and fight side by side with you, but unfortunately, my family also appeared Some really bad things and I had to stay out there and deal with them.

Well, I also heard about what happened in Quel'Thalas.

Antonidas is a honest elder, he didn't feel angry because Krasus didn't come to help, he stroked his white beard with a smile, and patted his companion's shoulder:

The orcs also attacked your country. At that moment, you chose to fight for Quel'Thalas. We can all understand that your contribution to Dalaran in the past is obvious to all. No one will criticize you for it. .”

No, not Quel'Thalas.

There was a wry smile on the corner of the mouth of the archmage Krasus, and his eyes jumped, as if he was making a difficult decision. In the end, he took a long breath and said to Antonidas in front of him:

I have one thing to ask the other members of the Council of Six, Master Antonidas, can you please help me gather members of the Council, this is very important, I must confess some past secrets to others.

kindness?

The old archmage frowned, and from Krasus's tone, he had a hint of ominous premonition, which made the archmage's expression serious.

During your absence, the council of six has undergone considerable changes. The Eye of Dalaran hidden in the library has been stolen, and the city of Dalaran has been invaded by orcs. Our friend Delandon feels extremely guilty for this. , he wanted to step down from the six-member council, we persuaded him, but it was difficult to change his decision.

Drandon...

Krasus let out a long sigh, recalling the face of the old but kind old mage, he whispered:

He is such a person who always shoulders the responsibilities of others. Once bad things happen, he will be condemned in his heart. He regards Dalaran as his home, and every mage as his own. My own relatives...we just abandon him like this, Dalaran can't just let the former heroes be displaced like this.

I think so too.

Antonidas nodded:

But Delandon said that he wants to completely remove Draenor's troubles for Azeroth, which is similar to Khadgar's proposition, but it is a pity that Khadgar voluntarily stayed after Draenor. So far, He's barely heard from.

Khadgar? Medivh's apprentice?

Krasus frowned:

It is said that he, like Medivh, is rebellious and unrestrained?

Hey, Khadgar was also a good boy. It was our fault that we sent him to Karazhan, but you and I can't influence the thoughts of other councilors.

There was a hint of sadness in Antonidas' eyes, but he quickly changed the subject. Obviously, the archmage didn't want to say too much about Khadgar. He looked at Krasus and said with a smile:

After our friend Archmage Kalein stepped down, you may feel happy that the council has elected a new member, because the chosen one is your compatriot, Prince Kael'thas from Quel'Thalas, he On the night when the orcs invaded Dalaran, the mages with the fire wings helped many innocent people, and he donated a batch of valuable books and supplies to Dalaran. The image of the mage is very good.

In order to strengthen our connection with Quel'Thalas, everyone finally decided to include Prince Kael'thas among us.

oh?

A strange look flashed across the face of the Archmage Krasus, and after a while, he said perfunctorily: Well, I'm really happy to see my citizens enter the parliament...Nothing happened to the others. Good thing, right? Ms. Modera, and Luinvivor, are they all right?

Everyone else is fine.

Antonidas crushed a communication crystal casually, and when the magic light bloomed on his fingertips, he turned his head to look at Krasus:

Modera has been busy repairing the teleportation circle of Watchfort recently, which was originally managed by Khadgar... As for Ansrem, he, alas, has been staying in Hill since the Orc War. Sbraed Hills, watch over the orcs...He lost his apprentice in the war, and he is very sad about it.

I have sent a message, Krasus.

Antonidas stroked his beard, looked at the high elf archmage who was always a bit weird in front of him, and said softly:

Members of the Council may return to Dalaran tomorrow. No matter what you want to do, no matter what you want to be honest, I must tell you in advance that it is best not to make too much trouble. There have been enough bad things in the alliance recently. gone.

Or, you can tell me in advance what you want to say.

The old mage said with a chuckle, It's good for me to be prepared. You know, I'm getting old, and I may have difficulty making choices when faced with some unexpected things.

This kind reminder made Grand Master Krasus hesitate. After a while, he looked at Antonidas's sincere eyes and nodded:

Okay, but we...maybe need a wider space.

Well?

This request made the old mage stunned for a moment, then he stretched out his finger and swung it several times in the air. With the halo of magic power and the tedious jumping of magic lines, a portal opened beside the two of them.

Then go to my mage tower. There are 10 space folds superimposed there. When fully unfolded, the area is about the same as a city. Is it enough for you to reveal your secret?

certainly!

Krasus stretched out his hand to straighten his robe, and followed Antonidas into the portal. Since it was only a teleportation within Dalaran, the time for the portal to take effect was extremely short, almost in the blink of an eye. Crassus Si appeared in the mage tower of Master Antonidas.

When the two walked into the hall of the mage tower, what they saw was a girl holding a magic book, sitting on a chair and sleeping soundly. She was wearing a blue robe and holding an open book in her hand. , and a long golden hair hanging over her shoulders, it can be seen that even in a deep sleep, this is a very beautiful girl, with an indescribable nobility all over her body, she is not ordinary at first glance People were born.

This is my new disciple.

Master Antonidas was a little embarrassed. He was very relaxed in his management of his apprentices, and he could be called a very gentle mentor. However, this master was very strict in the selection of apprentices. He was not a real spellcasting genius, and it was impossible to be accepted He sees it.

He smiled at Krasus, walked towards the sleeping girl, and introduced:

This is the little princess of Kul Tiras, the youngest daughter of His Majesty Dailin, Jaina Proudmoore, a genius of frost and space magic, but she has been spoiled a bit since she was a child. Correct the girl's aristocratic style that does not conform to Dalaran's regulations.

boom

The old mage's staff knocked on the desk made of mahogany, making a heavy noise, which woke the sleeping girl up. She almost jumped up from the chair, rubbing her eyes while holding the magic book, looking at the dissatisfaction in front of her eyes. Her mentor and a high elf who looked at her curiously.

Judging from the accessories on the elf's chest, he was also an archmage of the council of six... No wonder his mentor was so angry, it turned out that he had humiliated him in front of his colleagues.

Tch, old man.

Jaina, Princess of Kul Tiras, bowed her head obediently, admitting her mistake, while slandering her mentor in her heart, but those who should admit their mistakes still have to be blamed and punished. After 2 months in Dalaran, Jaina knew very well The behavior pattern of this mage city has changed.

These proud mages have reached a shocking level of contempt for the secular kingship. To be honest, this makes the little princess who grew up in the royal family very uncomfortable, but Dalaran is very fond of the freedom of mages. longing.

I shouldn't fall asleep while studying magic.

Little Jaina secretly looked at her instructor's face, she whispered: But today, brother Kel'Thuzad said that my understanding of magic power is too shallow, and he asked me to understand the relationship between magic power and magic conversion within 2 days, I will also come to inspect my learning results in person, so I have to...

While talking, Jaina felt a little aggrieved.

Master Antonidas is the manager of Dalaran. He is very busy with his daily affairs, especially when the alliance is in chaos recently. He doesn't have much time to instruct apprentices, so he entrusts Jaina's lessons to his own Another apprentice, Archmage Kel'Thuzad, came to manage it, but Kel'Thuzad's eccentric character, now it seems, has caused some unfavorable conflicts between his two apprentices.

The archmage sighed, reached out and touched the hair of the aggrieved little Jaina, and said gently:

Well, after a while, I will teach you myself, but if you need to rest, you should go to your own room, not in the library.

I know I was wrong.

Jaina said aggrievedly, the archmage shook his head, let his apprentice go down to rest, and then showed an apologetic smile to Krasus, and the two continued to walk forward, and Jaina, who should have left, But ghostly followed behind them.

The intuition of the little girl made Jaina realize that there were some secrets between her mentor and this strange archmage.

Now tell me your secret, Krasus.

Antonidas waved his hand and unfolded the development of the space inside the mage tower. The originally narrow area quickly expanded in front of the two of them, and soon formed an area the size of a small town. He looked at his friend Krasus, who sighed He took a deep breath, walked to the center of the blank area, and looked at Antonidas with a guilty look.

I'm sorry, my friends, I've been lying to you all this time. I'm not a high elf, but...

wow

In the beating of the flames, the light of the flames enveloped Krasus's body. The next moment, a giant with red scales all over his body, under the horrified eyes of Antonidas and the little Jaina who was peeping, appeared in an absolutely shocking way. Appeared in the mage tower.

Krasus raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him with yellow snake eyes. He uttered a deep dragon cry, and said in a loud voice that belonged to a giant dragon:

My name is Cleostrasz! A member of the Dragon Aspects...

I am here for the imprisoned Life-Binder, and for my Queen!

PS:

There are two transliterations of Krasus' dragon language name, Cleostraz and Colestraz, I chose the longer one, the reason, you guess~