Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the middle of the night, Blake returned to Dormitory No. 13 with a gloomy look on his face.

He rubbed his aching wrist and finally understood the resentful expression on the black-robed ship's doctor's face when he saw Natalie this morning.

Dean Alya Lanyue is very knowledgeable and can talk about magic theories in detail.

The process of learning is not boring.

This afternoon, Blake learned a lot of advanced magic theories from the dean. Although it was still a bit unclear, it was enough for Blake to show off to a group of human mages in the future.

Dean Lanyue is a very competent teacher, but unfortunately no one is perfect.

The biggest problem with this dean is that her teaching attitude is very, very strict. Compared with her, the indifferent tutor Deliana is as gentle as a petty public servant.

And the way the dean evaluates his teaching quality is really single-minded.

test paper.

Do the questions.

After each class, Blake and Natalie would be given a test paper at the end of the get out of class and had to complete it within ten minutes before starting the next class.

This afternoon, the pirates were forced to make seven sets of papers!

And homework, and extra homework, never-ending homework.

"boom"

In the darkness, Blake threw aside the heavy magic test paper in his hand, sat cross-legged in front of the bonfire with a gloomy face, picked up the paper and threw it into the bonfire to burn as fuel.

He is now somewhat fortunate that Narthalas Academy has this endless loop mechanism at midnight.

That meant he didn't have to do his homework tonight.

Anyway, Dean Lan Yue will no longer recognize him early tomorrow morning. It’s okay not to do the homework assigned today.

But when he thought about going to see the dean early tomorrow morning and being forced to answer questions again, Blake felt a pain in his forehead.

"What's wrong? Captain, are you being bullied?"

The very eye-catching orc warlock Xie Yan put aside the processed soul stones in his hand. There was already a hill-like pile of green soul stones around him.

He said to Blake:

"Captain, I have never seen you so lost and exhausted. It seems that Dean Lanyue is really difficult to deal with?"

"I don't know if it's easy to deal with."

Blake sighed melancholy and said in a tone of voice that said:

“I just know that if I keep doing this, I’m going to go crazy.

I'm so stupid.

I thought that in the magical world, I could say goodbye forever to the three-year college entrance examination and the five-year simulation. I no longer had to memorize formulas that would never be used again after the exam.

I'm so stupid. "

He turned to look at the evil eye and said:

"tell me.

At what magic scale is supplied to Arcane Missile, will its mana model transform into the spellcasting structure of Arcane Blast?

What kind of magic ignition formula needs to be applied to the three-dimensional geometric mana model to transform arcane impact into arcane barrage?

Finally, before releasing the arcane barrage, what kind of magic power circulation method should be used to enter the energy-saving spell casting state? "

"I do not know."

The remaining eyes on Evil Eye's big, green-toothed face were filled with ignorance and confusion. He scratched his head and said to Blake:

"Isn't this knowledge only available to the mages of Azeroth? How could I, an orc warlock from Draenor, know this?"

"Ah, pathetic husband, incompetent waste."

Blake twitched his lips, covered his face and said:

"I know, I know it all.

Before entering that door, I had never even seen the mana model of Arcane Missile, but when I left that door, I felt that I was already able to skillfully release Arcane Impact.

Of course, this is just an illusion brought about by knowledge. I am just a warlock and I cannot use the power of arcane magic.

I feel like a waste.

This feels terrible. "

The three warlocks beside the burning campfire looked at each other.

In the dark flames, they exchanged glances.

Ruined.

The wise and mighty captain was psychologically affected by the ghostly dean of the upper elf.

What will the immortal pirates do next?

What can we do?

They tried to comfort Black, but they couldn't say the dirty words that the captain liked to hear. They would probably be scolded by Black if they spoke rashly, so the atmosphere in Dormitory 13 became weird.

It wasn't until several minutes later that Blake raised his head, expressionlessly took off the Corruptor robes on his body, and put on the Night Killer uniforms rustlingly in the darkness.

He put the battle helmet dotted with a red face scarf on his head and said to the others in a gloomy tone:

“Let’s do it!

Don't wait any longer, let's destroy this hellish place before I go crazy with Dean Lanyue's test papers and homework!

Plan the battle in advance and do it tonight!

Are the soul stones for summoning demons ready? "

He looked at Zarak and Xieyan. When the two villains saw the captain returning, they nodded excitedly and grabbed the soul stones piled around them in their hands.

It looked like a black iron engineer holding explosives, his eyes red, going crazy, and preparing to blow something up.

"We have demonized all the soul stones we carry."

Warlock Xieyan said in a ferocious tone:

"All the stocks are used up, which is enough to summon an army of demons that can overwhelm Nathalas Academy. Although the elite strength is not nearly there, it is enough to delay the time."

"very good."

Blake sneered, and looked at Kanrezad again, who trembled and immediately replied:

"The blank soul stones are also ready, Captain. They are enough to hold the instructors and students in the academy, but they must be in a weak state."

"unnecessary!"

The pirate took off Gul'dan's head and threw it to Kanrisad, saying:

"With the magic enhancement of this thing, your soul absorption is enough to capture those ghosts into the soul stone. A few instructors are a little more troublesome, but the problem is not big.

Zarak will be ready to use your troll form in a moment to stabilize the hatred of the upper elves. No matter what you do, you must leave enough time for the evil eye to summon the demon army.

I will have my servants help you.

Also, I have something for you, Evil Eye. "

Blake casually grabbed a demonized soul stone and chanted the summoning spell. The next moment, a demon portal tore open in the darkness, and the three-meter-tall elite demon guard Clint Fran strode out of it.

On the shoulders of this ferocious demon carrying a heavy magic steel ax sat the treacherous and cunning imp Daglop.

"Have you brought anything?"

Blake asked.

The kid stretched out his voice, laughed, jumped in front of Blake, and presented a purple soul stone the size of his head with his pretentious hands.

The pirate laughed, put the soul stone to his ear, and could hear a high-level demon yelling in frantic Eredar language.

"Ah, my wicked master.

With the cooperation of the powerful and crazy Clinflan and the cunning and despicable me, we have found the weak Sharazane in the demon world Niscala.

And brutally killed the evil contract breaker!

Severely punish it for breaking the contract.

According to the terms of the contract, I dedicate the miserable soul of Shalazane to you. "

Daglop turned somersaults on the spot and shouted flatteringly in harsh and sharp devilish language:

"This is all thanks to the powerful assistance given to me by the extremely evil master. Without the master's power, this revenge is destined not to go so smoothly.

Please give the order, my evil master.

You summoned the humble Daglop and the mad Clinfran to this magical ruin to perform what terrible destruction for you? "

"Well, what I want to carry out is, of course, terrible, terrible destruction."

Black smiled at his demon kid, then glanced at the silent but powerful demon guard beside him, and threw the large purple soul stone in his hand to the evil eye.

Such a pure soul of a high-level demon is a perfect material that Evil Eye has rarely seen in the Shadow Council. It can be used by skilled warlocks to create quite terrifying summons and disasters.

"Sacrifice it."

The pirate said to the evil eye:

"Right here, start summoning, and bring the most powerful demon that can be summoned with this eredar soul into the material world!"

"Captain! What a waste."

Evil Eye touched the purple soul stone in his hand and said to Blake:

"It's just a Narthras Academy, not worth it"

"There are still Nagas outside and the Nightborne exiles who came to keep warm."

Black glanced at the orc warlock and said softly:

"I have no intention of letting them leave, understand?"

"learn!"

Xie Yan nodded immediately.

In the darkness, Blake looked at the three warlocks in front of him. He thought about it and decided to give them some material guidance and stimulation. Then he reached out and took out something from his magic bag.

It was a dark red crystallized eyeball. As soon as it was taken out, the dark dormitory No. 13 was filled with the smell of evil energy, and the eyes of the three warlocks in front of them suddenly lit up.

"You all know what this thing is."

The pirate tossed his crystallized eyeballs up and down, and said to his incompetent subordinates in a seductive tone:

"Gul'dan was a generous warlock, and he left me a lot of 'legacy.'

This Eye of Gul'dan is a legendary crafting material. If you get it and find a powerful inscriptionist or magic craftsman, you can make it into a legendary item.

It is the coveted artifact of all warlocks who dabble in the ways of evil.

As for me, I am a warlock destined to walk the path of shadow, bringing pain and destruction to my enemies. The path of demon tyrant is not suitable for me, but it is suitable for you.

So, who will be the lucky person to get this Eye of Gul'dan from me? "

Blake's gaze swept across the crowd in the darkness, and his five eyes were filled with the warlock's desire for power. As Blake tossed the Eye of Gul'dan, the three warlock's eyes also jumped up and down.

"Let this battle decide it."

The pirate smiled, took back the Eye of Gul'dan, stood up, and said:

"We want to swallow up this Nathalath Academy and turn it into a force in our hands. This battle is very important for the rise of the undead pirates.

Whoever can make the greatest contribution will be given the Eye of Gul'dan.

You all know how generous I am.

So, get on with it, you losers! "

——

"You, a grown man, sneaked into my dormitory, a single woman's, late at night. What do you plan to do?"

In the quiet night of the college, in the No. 7 girls' dormitory of Nasarasi College, Natalie, wearing a black robe and lying on the collapsed stone bed, patiently and carefully completing her homework, suddenly raised her head and said something.

In front of her eyes, Blake was quietly emerging from the shadows.

The stealth of the Master Assassin cannot be sensed by the ghosts. Although there is detection magic in the dormitory of Nathalas College, it is not a threat to the pirates who have spent two days stepping on the spot.

"Are you addicted to writing papers?"

Blake's eyes twitched and he said to Natalie, who was doing the test paper:

"Are you really planning to be a good student? Hey, don't forget the purpose of our coming here. The action will begin tonight."

"Didn't you say tomorrow?"

Natalie asked doubtfully:

"You're not the kind of person who disrupts plans at will. What happened to make you start early?"

"Well, I just underestimated the 'power of knowledge'."

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"I never thought that precious knowledge would one day be so torturous. I regarded it as a burden that I could not bear. It seems that a free man like me is not naturally suitable for searching for the truth.

Have you found the location of the treasure house? "

"Um."

Natalie nodded and said:

"In two days, I have almost sensed it. There is a hollow area behind the third bookshelf in Dean Lanyue's office. But she never leaves the key to the treasure house."

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Blake raised his left hand.

A key polished with a crescent-shaped magic stone was lying quietly in his hand.

"Unbelievable! How did you steal it?"

The ship doctor asked in surprise:

"You only had contact with her this afternoon, and you lost such an important thing. Didn't Dean Lanyue notice?"

"Do you think our assassins' stealing skills are so imbecile?"

Blake chuckled lightly and said:

"It has been prepared for a long time. I replaced it with a Crescent Key that also has magic fluctuations. I found someone to make it when I went to Dalaran last time. I didn't know you at that time."

"How long have you been preparing for this theft?"

Natalie put on the black coat and robe she had on hand, covered her head with the hood like she did on the boat, and pulled it down to cover half of her eyes.

The gloomy and dark temperament returned in an instant, and the ship doctor asked softly:

"It seems that the journey to Narthalas College has never been a whim. Have you been eyeing this place for a long time?"

"yes."

Blake whispered in the darkness:

"When I decided to become a pirate, I knew that I had to come here once. This academy is so good. It trained seven magic princes and countless excellent spellcasters for Queen Azshara.

It was once the pride of the entire Elf Empire, but within ten thousand years, it was forgotten and turned into the dilapidated state it is today.

What a pity

It's mine!

I will make its reputation resound in Azeroth, but before that, we two freshmen must first fulfill the ultimate dream of all bad students.

Anyway, I don’t want to do my homework tomorrow. I’m a pirate and writing shitty homework.

And you? "