Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Dean Blue Moon and Prince Farodis stayed in the Mage Tower in Amber Cliff for three hours, with almost no rest, and had been instructing the human mages here on various magics.

That scene didn't look like an equal exchange at all, it was completely the presence of a legendary mage for guidance.

Prince Farodis also took 20 minutes to explain to the battle mages the "Ten Variations of Fire Impact Theory in Actual Combat".

It is said that it was a compulsory basic course for the battle mages in the Queen's court thousands of years ago.

All the Kirin Tor mages who listened nodded their heads in fascination. If you don't take into account the worldview, it feels a bit like "sages teach the Dharma, and there is no distinction between teachings."

Blake watched and gritted his teeth.

You said this was a good provocation, so forget it and ended up with the magic teaching in front of you, why don't you make a payment for knowledge! Such good wisdom is given away for free.

Looking at the eager expressions of these mages, you can tell that even if the class charges one thousand gold coins, there are still many people who will take the initiative to send money to attend.

What a loss!

When the pirates got here, they probably figured out their mistake.

Dalaran's magic system was learned from the high elves, and the Quel'dorei's magic level is definitely not bad, but the pointy-eared elves must have hidden a secret.

It is impossible for them to give all their knowledge to humans selflessly.

Especially those obscure arcane arts inherited from the Elf Empire.

It’s not the fault of Dean Blue Moon and Prince Farodis being so generous, it’s actually because their “ranks” are too high.

These two were super-advanced spellcasters who could talk to Queen Azshara 10,000 years ago, during the Elf Empire period when magic civilization was highly developed.

The knowledge they thought was sparse and commonplace, in this era ten thousand years later, is a mystery that these human mages have never been exposed to.

It's not that anyone is better than the other, it's mainly that the magic system 10,000 years ago and 10,000 years later is different.

The current human magic system is just a sandcastle rebuilt in the ruins of the elven empire's complex magic civilization.

Perhaps when it comes to spell-casting skills and fighting abilities, the mages ten thousand years from now can compete with their predecessors.

But once the discussion area involves the exploration and understanding of magical truths, how can Dalaran, which has only existed for three thousand years, compete with the elven magical civilization established by Azshara?

Not to mention these high-level wizards of the Kirin Tor, even the great wizards of the six-person council would still have to be beaten by Dean Blue Moon with one hand in terms of truth and wisdom.

"What a mistake! The college should have allowed the academy to randomly send out a few average instructors to provoke."

Blake thought sadly:

"Uh, but if you think about it carefully, even the most incompetent Tutor Nidir, as long as she holds a combat wand, is as precise and sharp as she is when fighting with the wand. In one-on-one situations, these battle mages can also Not a match at all.

Our strength is so strong that these guys can't even think of resisting.

So, next time I do this kind of work.

Let’s draw lots and send students over. "

With this thought in mind, he controlled the Eye of Kilrogg and wandered around the Amber Cliff mage camp. Then he was pleased to see that besides the inconspicuous dean and prince, there were still people doing "business".

Those Arcanists of the Night who came with the team still remembered their mission.

In the name of sightseeing and communication, they walked around the defensive circle of the mage camp, and from time to time dropped some inconspicuous soul stones into the corners.

There are also the two mage towers. Because of the "lectures" given by the dean and the prince, both mage towers are open.

This thing is very troublesome under normal circumstances.

When a mage tower is built, many attack and defense arrays will be semi-permanently fixed inside. When a mage presides over it, it is equivalent to a "magic turret".

While its firepower is astonishing, its defense power is also terrifyingly high.

When faced with an enemy attack, all the mages shrank toward the mage tower, as if they were covered in barbed turtle shells, with nowhere to go.

With the two high-level mages in the camp and the cooperation of a group of battle mages, with the two wizard towers activated, even a blue dragon could not do anything to them.

But now, these two mage towers are "waste".

Those Arcanists of the Son of Night who were coming in and out had already put in everything that should be thrown in, and now they were waiting for the night time for the general attack to begin.

Blake waited and waited, and finally made it to the end of the magic exchange meeting. Under the warm send-off of a group of human mages, Dean Lanyue, who had greatly satisfied his education addiction, boarded his golem with great satisfaction.

She even said to the stinking pirate next to her:

"Your compatriots are not as ignorant and rude as you describe. Although they are a little clumsy, I admire their curiosity for magic and truth very much.

I am now eager to see the academy recruit its first batch of human apprentices.

I have enough reasons to believe that you can use the magical knowledge of the Elf Empire to create a brilliant magical civilization, a civilization that is no less brilliant than the Elf Empire under the rule of Azshara. "

"Dean, have you forgotten something?"

In response to this, Blake asked in a calm and emotionless voice:

"This is different from what we agreed at the beginning! Didn't we mean to punish the sins of Dalaran, which calls itself the 'Magic Holy Land'? Why are you so 'satisfied' with them?

I am your most capable disciple, okay?

You should be on my side! "

"Okay, don't be angry. You will always be my most trusted and favorite disciple, okay?"

Dean Lanyue was a little embarrassed when she heard Black's words. She coughed a few times and drove the golem away under the amber cliff while saying:

"I have indeed completed my work, my disciples. The confrontation between magic and wisdom is over. They are sincerely convinced and will take the initiative to spread the news of our appearance throughout Dalaran.

The next visit to Dalaran was the true confrontation between the magical powers of the two houses. "

"But the scene of the magic confrontation I imagine is that, Dean, you pick up the Holy Staff of Alunes and use a big magic to blow away the entire Amber Cliff."

Blake curled his lips and said:

"It's simple and quick, and it saves me having to do it again."

"My dear junior, in your opinion, magic may be a tool for fighting and killing, but for us, it is a manifestation of truth."

Prince Faroldis, who was sitting on the other golem, was flipping through the collection of fairy tales from the Kingdom of Storm given to him by the human female mage Amy Marin, and said to the pirate in a gentle voice:

"The dean and I have indeed fulfilled your instructions.

We have hit human spellcasters hard on the confidence level, leaving them in a state of intense self-doubt.

This will be very helpful for your subsequent battles and looting.

If you feel that this magical confrontation is not as cool as you imagined, it is better to make up for it with your own hands. I suggest you not to attack Amber Cliff as a pirate tonight.

This is, after all, a matter in the realm of magic.

Just challenge them openly as a spell caster. Aren't you also a spell caster? You have studied so many magic theories recently, isn't this the best opportunity to test your combat prowess? "

"Yes, my disciple, there are some things you will feel more fulfilled if you do it yourself."

Dean Blue Moon placed the Holy Staff of Alunes on her knees. She took out the repaired Skull of Gul'dan from her bag and handed it to Black.

explain:

"After the reconstruction of Nathalath Academy, in addition to the mage school, there will also be a new warlock school. Perhaps you can prove to me that your attainments in warlock magic are enough for you to complete your transformation from student to mentor.

If you can complete your Shadow Trial before the academy is rebuilt, I will be happy to sign a letter of appointment to the Warlock School. Just think of this as what I expect from you as a dean and mentor. "

She stretched out her hand, patted the pirate on the shoulder with a gentle and encouraging expression, and said:

"Let you be a part of the legend of Narthalas Academy and make the Academy proud of you.

Of course, if you can't do it, I won't be disappointed. You will still be a disciple that I rely on very much. "

"Hey, who are you looking down on?"

Blake tossed the repaired Skull of Gul'dan up and down in his hands. The "legacy" of the generous orc warlock Lord Gul'dan was now greatly changed.

Around the originally gray-white skull, there are already golden lines embellishment, like weird glue holding the broken skull together.

Those lines curved into very artistic symbols on the skull, dispelling the gloominess of the Skull of Gul'dan itself and adding an exquisite feel to it.

Especially when the pirates extract or inject magic, the golden lines on the skull will still shine, making it look as beautiful as a weird lamp.

In the pirate's character card, the entry for the restored Skull of Gul'dan was also extracted:

Skull of Gul'dan

Epic quality [alchemy/enchantment strengthening]

Extraordinary magic power enhancement. Extremely effective magic power extraction. Extremely effective magic resistance.

Item effects:

1. Brilliant Halo: Greatly improves the recovery speed of magic power

2. Magical Infusion: Extract the evil magic from Gul'dan's Skull to enhance the destructive power of all magic in a short period of time.

3. Evil energy repair: The master of alchemy and enchantment, Elya Blue Moon, used her superb magical attainments and used the secret techniques of the Elf Empire to apply a repair circle to this magic item.

This allows it to continuously absorb shadow and evil magic from the outside world to repair the internal structural damage of the object.

If enough fel magic can be provided to it, this magical item may be restored to its original powerful state in the future.

"Thank you, Dean, I know this must have taken a lot of thought on your part."

Blake raised his head and said to Dean Lanyue:

"You guys should go back to the Nag'Fal and rest first. By the way, help me find my three incompetent bastard subordinates. The first round of the 'literary fight' between Narthalas Academy and the Kirin Tor's magical exchange is over. .

Since the dean wants to see our learning results during this period,

Then it’s up to us students to complete the second round of ‘fighting’. "

——

"The mages are so unreliable in their work! They are all so pretentious, always talking about wisdom and truth, which makes me sick to death.

By the way, the dean can’t hear me talking here, right? "

"Look at how cowardly you are, how timid you are even when you say harsh things. It's simply a shame for a warlock! Haha, I'm different. I've always thought that the dean and mentors are the best and best spellcasters.

Narsalas Academy is No. 1 in the world!

Being an apprentice in the academy is the greatest honor in my life! "

"Shut up, you two, I'm almost sick of hearing this.

Whenever I think I have seen your shameless lower limit, you will always tell me with practical actions that you can still have no lower limit. "

The trio of warlocks who had been summoned urgently were quarreling while poking their heads behind the rocks at the foot of Amber Cliff to look up at the top of the mountain, like three marmots.

"Captain, do we really need four people to attack a mage camp with two mage towers?"

The troll Zarak turned around and looked at Black behind him, who was concentrating with his eyes closed.

He said:

"Let me declare in advance that I am not a coward. As long as the captain gives the order, I am willing to attack the Kirin Tor mages alone! But there are many people above.

Should we call for help, be more prudent? "

"I also want to call someone. But there are only four of us in the Warlock School of Narthalas College."

The pirate stretched out and waved his hand to grab Ursalus Headwind Reaper, who had been dispelled of advanced divine power and turned into a naked man again, in his left hand, and held the Skull of Gul'dan in his right hand.

As the demon summoning circle was activated, three rotating demon portals appeared behind him, but only two demons came out.

Clint Flan, the elite demon guard carrying the magic steel battle axe, and 'Black Eyed' Glazer, who was swinging a dozen tentacles like a suspended mountain of meat.

No demon appears in the last portal.

"Um?"

The pirate raised his eyebrows and said:

"Where is my 'loyal' servant, Daglop the Evil One? Why didn't it respond to my call?"

"The cunning, noisy imp ran off with the treasure."

Demon Guard Clin Frank said angrily:

“It said that the evil master wanted to rob it of its treasure. It also said that this was a violation of the contract. It was unwilling to give you the demon treasure that it had taken back from Sharazane.

It also said that its contract with you is over.

But since you're nice to it, it won't treat you the same way it treats Sharazane. "

"???"

Blake glanced at his character card with a look of astonishment on his face. As expected, the skill of summoning the imp in the skill column had dimmed, as if it had been sealed by some kind of power.

"So it really has a demon baby in its hand? I thought that kid had been bragging."

The pirate blinked, rubbed his chin and thought for a few seconds, then shrugged and said:

“Forget it, forget about it for now, we’ll talk about it later.

Summoning all your elite demons from the Watcher's Vault Contract, the magic exchange between the mentors and the Kirin Tor is over. In the quarrel, we won easily.

But after taking our classes, you have to pay tuition, right?

The dean and the prince lived too much in luxury, and when they were no longer wealthy, they did not know how expensive oil and salt were. But we want to be diligent and thrifty, but you still want to run away after hearing our knowledge?

Hold on to your weapons and go!

Ask your colleagues to 'collect tuition'. "