Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Since the demon hunter Marius Demonic Disaster came to Narthalas College, the dean and a group of tutors, as well as Black himself and his three useless warlock subordinates, have been doing their best to explore demons from the demon hunter. The secret of transformation.

They successfully allowed the tool man Maris to complete a transformation in Rogue Port.

The entire transformation process, including the steps of the evil energy's explosion, surge, and final convergence, was recorded by the well-prepared Arcanists of Narthalas, and became very valuable research material.

After that day, the exploration and research on the Warlock's version of demon transformation, led by Blake, made great progress.

Before Nar'thalath Academy returned to Tol Barad with the Nag'far, the pirates, with the help of the dean and several other spellcasters, had completed the design of the primary mana model for demon transformation.

At this point, the general framework of a new magic has been established.

Later, because the pirates had to stay in Northrend to complete the Warden job transition, further improvement work was left to the academy instructors.

Now, the seeds sown earlier have blossomed and it is finally time to reap the fruits.

Deep in the original Paladin Prison, now the underground magic laboratory of Narthalas College, Black took a heavy scroll from the cold-faced mentor Deliana, placed it on the desk in front of him, and pulled it open.

This tall scroll is densely filled with knowledge about this magic, as well as the detailed construction process of the mana model, and finally the prediction of magic effects.

The pirates also noticed that these rigorous spellcasters marked "needs improvement, unfinalized, untested" at the beginning of the scroll.

In other words, the ridiculously detailed magic scroll in front of them is still an unfinished work in the eyes of the Arcanists of Narthalas.

He reached out and took off his blindfold, put his fingers on the scroll, read the spells carefully, and observed the suggested combinations of magic patterns and mana models. After a few minutes, the pirate stood up straight and raised his eyebrows at Dean Lanyue and several mentors beside him. Thumbs up.

He sighed sincerely:

"I can only say that it is worthy of being a famous school for thousands of years. In terms of scientific research strength, it is unparalleled. In terms of theoretical research, our Nathalas College is simply unrivaled in the world!"

"Even though you praise us so much, you still can't escape today's test."

Wand Master Nittil covered her mouth and chuckled a few times. At the dean's instruction, she took out a special toolbox that was improved from the enchanting tools from the cabinet next to her.

It was placed on the bed-like experimental table next to it with a bang.

Instructor Deliana, who had always had a cold face, waved her finger and said to Blake:

"Come here! Take off your clothes! Lie here."

"Yes, yes, take all your clothes off, don't be shy."

Instructor Nidir put on a pair of blue leather gloves and took out two pointed tattoo knives from the tool box. Under the illumination of the magic lamp above her head, the gadgets shone with a weird and cold light.

This wand master with some bad "little hobby" has a weird smile on his face.

She waved the tattoo knife in her hand and said to the pirate who was holding her body and retreating:

"What are you afraid of? We have lived for ten thousand years, what have we not seen before? And my hands are very steady. As a wand master, the first priority is to have a steady hand!

I'm a professional in this area.

It's just a drawing of the magic pattern, it's easy to capture. "

Blake was like an innocent little girl being forced into a corner by a group of thugs. He hugged his body while trying to delay time and said:

"I know that we need to carve magic patterns on our bodies, and I know its necessity, but our current magic patterns are all taken from demon hunters.

Do we need to spend some time making improvements to make it more suitable for the way warlocks cast spells?

Or I can go out and get you a qualified test product now.

Just tell me what race you want.

Humans, elves, orcs, snakemen, trolls, foxmen, even dwarfs or dwarves, I can get them for you, it just takes a little longer. "

"While you are traveling far away, we have completed the improvement work on the two sets of Demon Hunter hunting magic patterns."

Dean Lanyue said lightly.

With a wave of her finger, a row of clothes hanger-like objects embedded on the wall of the magic laboratory were pulled out, with thirteen naked human corpses fixed on them.

They are all "lucky ones" selected from North Sea slaves.

Their skin is engraved with the demon hunter's magic patterns.

Blake could see a clear improvement process, from the wild style of the demon hunter of Experimental No. 1, to the completely different appearance and structure of the evil energy patterns on No. 13.

The new evil pattern is more refined and mysterious.

Through straight lines surrounding the body, they are matched with magatama shapes, pentagrams, and various artistic patterns designed like skulls. On the basis of retaining the ability to store and release evil energy, they will be used for two types of melee magic patterns. , modified into a method more suitable for spellcasters.

"Don't be afraid, we know how to conduct experiments step by step."

Dean Blue Moon comforted her disciples. The Holy Staff of Alunes in her hand touched the chest of Experimental Subject No. 13, and explained to Black:

"Your magic pattern painting and subsequent strengthening will go through eleven processes, and each process has different room for improvement. The reason why you must come to participate in the experiment is not my punishment for you, my disciple.

I'm not that petty yet, so don't slander me in your mind. "

She glared at Blake and said:

"The set of spellcasting magic patterns you see is just the basis. We have left behind improvement plans suitable for different individuals' spellcasting habits. You need to choose and match some evil magic patterns that better meet your requirements.

Furthermore, we need an experimental subject who has a deep understanding of warlock magic as feedback for the magic pattern engraving experiment.

If you really don't want to accept it, you can arrange for the three warlocks under your command to come, but their strength is not as strong as yours, and their ability to resist risks is much worse than yours.

I don't want to hide it from you, they could die during the trial. "

"That's where the glory of a spellcaster lies! Those three losers should feel honored to be able to devote their lives to exploring the limits of a warlock's magic."

The pirate curled his lips and dropped these words coldly.

It seems that he has made up his mind to send his incompetent subordinates to the test stand.

However, with these words on his lips, he began to take off his cloak and armor with both hands. Under the gaze of the three thousand-year ghosts, he quickly took off himself completely, leaving only a pair of boxers. .

Another said awkwardly:

"Can I not take this off? I wonder if the magic pattern can be carved into this place, right?"

"no!"

Looking at Blake's well-proportioned cheetah-like slender and muscular body, Mentor Nittil's eyes were shining brightly, waving the tattoo knife in her hand and saying in a serious tone:

“This is not a question of whether to carve a magic pattern or not.

We must always observe your body's feedback during the experiment and decide whether to terminate the experiment. It's okay if you don't let us see it, but if evil energy conflicts with shadow magic and you are unable to get hard in the future, don't blame us for not warning you in advance. "

"If you didn't have that kind of light in your eyes that scares me, I might have believed what you said, Tutor Nidir."

Blake looked back at the always cold and arrogant but reliable mentor Deliana, and he complained:

"Ms. Deliana, are you just watching her fool around like this? She looks at me like a female gangster, making me feel very anxious, and you don't care?"

"What Nithir said makes sense, why should I stop it?"

Deliana, who also put on magic gloves, turned to Blake's body and showed an interested expression. She said in her own arrogant and indifferent tone:

"There is indeed a risk of organ damage during the experiment, so it is necessary to take off that thing. It is just an ugly human body. We women are not shy. Why are you, a grown man, shy?

No matter how big your thing is, can it be bigger than a barbarian troll? I wasn't as shy as you when I was dissecting a troll. "

"Dean!"

Blake covered his crotch and looked back at Alya Blue Moon as if asking for help.

The latter was holding the Holy Staff of Alunes and sitting on the revolving chair next to him. He picked up Blake's magic handbook and looked at it intently, with no intention of interfering at all.

"Don't worry, if they go too far, I will stop them."

Dean Lan Yue waved his hand and warned:

"After the basic magic patterns are drawn and carved, you will theoretically have the ability to restrain the demon soul as an inner demon. I suggest you choose a 'test subject' in advance.

To be on the safe side, you'd better choose your contracted demons, so that if they resist, they can be instantly suppressed by you using the devil's contract.

But this experiment is not only risky for you, but also for your demons. They may have their souls torn apart by your own magic during the process of evil resonance.

My disciple, I know that your demons are all carefully selected and elite, so try to choose one who will not feel bad if he dies. "

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"Daglop! The captain asked you to go to the South Island to find him. He said he has something good for you to do."

On the Nagfar, First Officer Seifer found the devil imp who had been staying on the ship these days. The latter was currently having a "snail contest" with a small fish man and a group of fish men.

This stuff is a traditional entertainment item in Azeroth.

Snail enthusiasts search for powerful giant snails from all over the world, put them on an arc-shaped track, and let the snails compete in a "long-distance race." The first snail to reach the finish line is the winner.

Both the Murloc and its Murloc pirates love to play this.

When they are free, the competition is held in the bilge of the Nagfar.

Benbolba has three "super snails" that he caught in Broken Isles and Northrend, and he can basically win every time.

Just like Black squeezes his men, the bad little fish-man is also using this method to win all the good things from his men and use them to enrich his fish-man treasure.

Daglop, the devilish brat, is famous for his clever brain.

It quickly learned the rules, but it had no place to catch snails, so it had to catch a few crooked snails near Tol Barad to make up the numbers.

Winning or losing is actually not important. The main thing is to use this kind of entertainment to relieve the uneasiness in my heart.

Daglop's previous "gamble operation" was a complete loss.

It originally planned to rely on the artifacts it had collected from its previous owner, to curry favor with some powerful demon lords, to gain some benefits for itself, and to ask the powerful ones to cut off its contract with the stingy pirates.

But before it could find the lord of Niscala, the demon world, the Polluters were recruiting elites from the legion, and the lord of the demon world where it was located was also transferred away.

This completely ruined Daglop's beautiful plan.

Although he was a weak little kid with a good brain, he was unable to protect an artifact in a world of demons where everyone was "evil" in every sense of the word. Within a few days, he was targeted by demons from all walks of life.

If Clintland and Glazer hadn't left quickly, it would probably have become the meal of the coquettish succubus.

As a result, the trouble is going well now. The artifact was paid to the pirates as tribute and bought his own life, but the demon world can no longer return, and it can only hide in the material world.

Originally this was nothing, there was a lot to play with in the material world, but Daglop knew very well that Black would not let it go so easily.

I don’t know what the pirates plan to let it do?

It was holding a wine bottle, watching the snails running, and drinking alone amidst the noisy and excited roars of the fish people. Seeing Daglopp's decadent look, he had degenerated into a complete demonic drunkard.

After hearing Sephiel's call, the drunken kid got excited.

It knows that the moment to decide its destiny is coming.

"Benbolba, stop playing around. Send it over to prevent it from escaping halfway."

The first mate crossed his arms and shouted to the little fishman who was about to win another snail competition.

The latter croaked twice in dissatisfaction, but under the majestic gaze of the first mate, the little fish man sighed helplessly, and obediently put away his precious snail, and left the ghost ship with the drunk kid.

"Come on, let me play with you."

After watching Ben Bolba leave, Sephiel grinned with an indifferent expression, reached into his pocket and took out three jars containing large snails, and happily joined the murlocs' snail competition.

She likes to play with it too.

Moreover, she took advantage of the opportunity when the Naqfar returned to Zandalari to catch the rare giant desert snail in the Vodun Desert. This time, she will surely kill everyone!

The unlucky kid Daglop, who was heading to Tol Barad's southern island, had been thinking about his future situation, and also thought that he would be brutally tortured by pirates.

Even ideological construction has been done well.

But if it really knew what the pirates planned to let it do, this sneaky kid would probably be frightened to death halfway.

It's a pity that there is nothing we can do. Who made it so obsessed and did the wrong thing for a while?

Pray to Sargeras quickly.

As long as it survives this time, Black will forgive it for its stupid sins.