Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 656 209. Book? what book? I have never seen a book

"It's a surprise, good things have happened recently."

On the top floor of the Night Fortress, the great magister Elisande reached out and stroked the scepter of Sargeras handed to her by the great astrologer with a surprised look.

This dark staff of dark purple with Nathrezim-like bat wings is full of a decadent and depraved beauty, especially when looking directly at the dim magic eyeball on the top of the staff. Power moves everyone who sees it.

Even a figure like the great magister Elisande was shocked by this weapon of the gods.

She holds it.

With a respect for power, suspend it in the air, observe its every corner, every detail.

"Its power is huge, and its destructive power to space is far beyond my imagination. If it can be used reasonably, all locations in the entire world will open their doors to us.

Even out of this world landscapes! "

The great astrologer Etraus also looked at the purple staff in front of him with anticipation and obsession, and said:

"I just saw that stupid orc use it to open a door to the Outlander, to another world. But he wouldn't use a weapon like that.

He is so rough.

However, this also proves the danger of this staff, its penetration and control of space is a double-edged sword.

We cannot use it at will when it is not dangerous or necessary.

Just like our attitude towards the Eye of Aman'Thul. "

"Well, a very pertinent evaluation."

The great magister nodded.

She reached out and stroked the dark gem at the top of the Sargeras scepter, and after a few seconds of contemplation, she handed the staff back to the great astrologer, saying:

"The demon hunters sent a message from the city of Eresalas. They have broken through the four lines of defense of the Sin Della elves. They have cleared all the demons in that fallen city and freed poor Sin Della from tyranny. elves.

Only the last gate remains, only the last danger remains.

But the crazy Prince Torsedrin drew the magic power from the powerful demon, and built a thick magic barrier outside his palace, preventing the demon hunters from attacking and purging.

I thought that within a short period of time, we would not see the return of Elesalas, the city of thousands of years, to us, the orthodox successors of the elf empire, but the appearance of this staff represents an opportunity.

It is up to you to take this staff and go to Elesalas yourself.

While testing its power and its use, it's up to you in my place to bring our old friend to madness an honorable end.

He's a glorified magical prince who deserves this kind of decency. "

"Well, I'm leaving tomorrow."

The Grand Astrologer did not refuse the task.

At the same time, there are some "itchy hands".

Unlike Elisande, who saw the destructive power of the Scepter of Sargeras, as probably the most powerful astrologer in Azeroth, he saw the endless potential of the scepter.

He can use astrology to locate different worlds.

But once, he couldn't find a way to go to those worlds.

Now, with the scepter of Sargeras in his hand, the boundaries of Azeroth can no longer restrain him. As long as the great astrologer is willing, he can travel through countless worlds, see countless landscapes, and search for endless knowledge.

Of course, all of this has to be done after Xia Duolei's civilization has risen, and after he has performed his final duty for the people, he will get the freedom that a spellcaster deserves.

"In addition to this scepter, another thing we brought back is also worthy of attention."

Etraeus put away the scepter and said to Elisande:

"That orc undead!

He used a strange method to send his soul into a body that did not belong to him. I asked the timid orc warlock we captured on the road.

He told me that this guy named 'Taron Gore' or 'Taron Gorefiend' is one of the few orcs who have mastered spiritism.

The knowledge in his mind will be very useful to you in controlling the undead in Black Rook Hold. "

"Well!"

The eyes of the great magister, who was originally lacking in interest, lit up instantly.

Suramar's spellcasters are definitely sufficient, but she suffers from the lack of corresponding, equally strong ground melee forces.

If this opportunity can really be used to recruit the undead army from Black Rook Castle, Suramar's military power will double in an instant. It is even possible to fight a local war with the powerful Kaldorei night elves.

"Where is that orc undead?"

The great magister asked.

Looking up at the starry sky, Etraeus replied:

"He was imprisoned in the underground prison of Moon County Manor.

Your political consultant is really winky, she can take the initiative to share your worries and solve your problems, and what is even more commendable is that she has the ability to solve problems.

This time the vision on the Broken Shore was also the first to be discovered by her family mage.

Without her timely warning, we might have missed this artifact.

She should be credited. "

"Well, Lilith is indeed much better than all my previous political advisors, even better than her father. It's just that her family has a stain."

The great magister said jokingly:

"Her father gave Lilith all the good qualities, so that her younger sister, Anaris Moonshire, got all the flaws. The child didn't know the pirates who robbed Suramar before.

Although he is missing now, there is a high possibility that he went to become a pirate. Because of this incident, the reputation of the Yuejun family in the city was ruined overnight.

Now that Lilith is working so hard to serve Suramar, she probably also has the idea of ​​washing away the shame of her family.

I will hold a banquet in a few days, and I will personally wash away this shame for the Yuejun family. Lilith Yuejun's work is worth all my energy for her.

Well, if all the administrators in the city are as good and hardworking as she is, why can't Suramar be revived?

Lock that orc there first.

I will also set off tomorrow morning to personally escort the four black dragons to Coldarra. I hope that His Majesty the King of Magic will be more generous and respond to our expensive 'gift'. "

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At the entrance above the underground prison in Yuejun Manor, Lilith Yuejun, who had just returned home from the government affairs office in the Hall of Order, was accompanied by several servants and came to see the captured prisoner.

This wasn't the first time Lilith had seen an ugly orc, but it was definitely the first time she had seen an orc necromancer.

Gorefiend, though, would be nothing to look at.

He is very miserable now, most of his body has been blown to pieces by the constellation magic of the great astrologer. Fortunately, he has already died, otherwise he would have to die again now.

"The Grand Magister has just asked me to find a suitable body for this evil creature."

Lilith came out of the prison, and while rubbing her forehead, she complained annoyedly to her new housekeeper, Mr. Hillgreen, who was just promoted two months ago:

"Other excessive demands are fine, but this time I was actually asked to secretly search for a dead body that had just died. It must not be mutilated or smelly. It is best to be a male who has undergone martial arts training and looks like Zhou Zheng.

With so many requests, do you want me to go to Yongyue Market to kill her on the spot now? "

"It's actually not difficult, Mistress."

Butler Hilgreen patiently listened to Lilith's complaints. He coughed a few times, looked around, and said in a low voice:

"Derlin just 'accidentally' drowned a captain of the city guard. The poor man drank too much, and despite the persuasion of the boat lady, he insisted on taking a boat to enjoy the night view, but accidentally fell into the sea.

He met the requirements of the Grand Magister in every way. "

"Then send it over, to that evil orc."

Lilith said something disgusting, then frowned and said:

"This is the fifth city guard officer who 'falls into the water' this month, isn't it? Delin and his group of boat girls are getting more and more courageous now, this is not good.

Let them stop and stop, and it will be troublesome if something happens. "

"Well, I think so too."

Former intelligence dealer Mr. Hilgreen nodded deeply, and said:

"Aruin sent back a message before that their group of 'professional-trained' uncrowned assassins outside the city are about to return to the city, and this kind of dark work should be left to professionals like them.

I've also heard that they've done pretty awesome things in the human world. "

"Well, my sister's letter described this in detail. She said that she also got a very powerful ship, and she was full of pride in her words."

Miss Lilith covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

she says:

"It seems that Anaris likes the life outside. That's good, she won't be bound in this city, like our ancestors."

As she spoke, Lilith came to the guard post at the entrance of the underground prison, and a table was piled up with all kinds of weird items collected from the death knights.

Shrouds, embalming agents, and their wickedly ostentatious weapons, as well as some magical items they carry with them.

Lilith searched repeatedly among these magic items, and finally found a grimoire locked with a black chain, decorated with white skulls on the surface, and written in the orc language.

She struggled to hold the grimoire in her arms, and then gave Hilgreen a wink, and Mr. Steward immediately understood.

I found the record of the body search when the prisoner was received, slightly modified it, and made the big skull grimoire belonging to Gul'dan into a "missing" state with a few strokes.

This is also normal.

With such a fierce confrontation during the previous fight, maybe this book has been torn apart by the terrible magic of the great astrologer.

After all, it's just a book.

"This is the future of my stupid sister."

Lilith Yuejun stroked the heavy grimoire in her hand, and said something to the butler Hilgreen next to her. The latter chuckled lightly, feeling that the mistress' statement was very accurate.

Fifteen minutes later, on the island of Tol Barad, which is extremely far away from Suramar.

Bu Laike, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed a Microraptor that appeared out of the smoke and wanted to bite his ass.

"Ha, stupid old Garney, the same trick won't work on a pirate a second time!"

In the darkness, Bo Laike sat up, looked at the green miniature Microraptor struggling in his hands, and grinned:

"I was attacked by you last time, so don't even think about it this time. You don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

The Microraptor avatar didn't answer him.

Instead, under the stunned gaze of the pirate, he gave him a hard look, and then dissipated into smoke with a bang. The Warlock Grimoire.

It is tied up with chains, as if to keep the evil power inside from escaping.

And there is a very evil pale white skull dotted on the cover, and there are small golden characters under the cover, which are "calligraphy" written in the orc language.

These symbolic characters are written in a special way, and they have a rough and weird aesthetic feeling at first glance.

That line translates into one sentence:

"The price of all power is nothing but choice and betrayal."

"I don't know how serious it is."

Bo Laike scratched his chin, savoring the words.

He seriously suspected that this sentence was Gul'dan's own summary of his life. Speaking of it, Goudan is actually a hard-working person, but considering that Gul'dan is gone now, there is no way to ask him.

Then, with a sad face, Laike untied the chain on the grimoire, turned to the first page, and began to carefully read the grimoire written by Gul'dan himself.

This is the first complete grimoire in the true sense that Bu Laike has found, and almost all the ones found before are incomplete.

It contains all the magic of Gul'dan!

From the lowest level of Shadow Bolt and Corruption, to the meticulous manipulation of magic power to form the Fel Scythe that harvests flesh and blood. From weak imp summoning, to a unique and devastating spell mixed with hellfire magic: Hand of Gul'dan.

He named the magic after himself.

It can be seen that Gul'dan is proud and fond of the spell he created.

"Your magic is really evil and wonderful, my dear Gul'dan, and the best part is that you didn't teach it to any sorcerers, and your disciples were too stupid to understand its power."

Bu Laike sat cross-legged on the boat, staring at the magic recorded in front of him in a daze, and said in a faint tone:

"It'll be mine from now on, I'll call it 'Hand of Bo Laike', and I'll use it to win the admiration of those stupid warlocks and... ah!"

The pirate who was immersed in evil knowledge let out a scream.

He looked back, and saw a bright red Microraptor viciously biting his ass.

The little thing's file-like teeth are so sharp that it's bleeding!

Seeing Bo Laike turn his head, the little raptor grinned maliciously, with sly eyebrows and a mean smile, and disappeared into the stinking smoke with a bang.

"Ah! God damn it, old Garni, one day! I swear, one day I'll fill your favorite dump with treasure! You bastard!

Wait for my evil wrath! "

(end of this chapter)