Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"The strongest metal, well, I still have a few boxes of source ores there. As long as Onyxia sends me craftsmen who can smelt them, that's enough.

The dragon's sinews are now available as well. "

In the night when he left the city of Lordaeron and headed to Silverpine Forest, Blake held a complex weapon design diagram behind the hippogryph and looked at it.

He looked at the material requirements on this drawing, rubbed his chin and said:

"Now that the toughest wood is left for the main body of the hand crossbow, the prototype of the 'Crow Guard' can be made. It can be quenched together with the Moon Night Armor.

Well, wait, there's that thing about Muradin.

Ask him to get the sword out first, and then quench the three things together.

Perfect! "

The pirate whistled, made a plan in his mind, put away the drawings, squinted his eyes and thought:

"When all these things are ready, and when the beast covenant between me, Stupid Wolf and Big Bear is further advanced, it's time to prepare for the wilderness trial. According to the turtle man, the Spear of the Wild Gods fell into the hands of Hela.

This time he might go to hell.

Well, it’s exciting just thinking about it.

But with high risk, high reward, and challenging the most difficult wilderness trial, once I pass the estimate, it will directly allow my hunter profession to reach the elite level.

After all three ordinary professions are at full level, you can create legendary power and advance to the legendary realm. Moreover, the upgrade of the Hunter profession can also unlock new powers for my Watcher profession.

Whether it can take off depends on this wave. "

He moved his fingers, and a desire for power flashed in his eyes. He quickly suppressed this impulsive thought, pulled the hippogryph's reins, and flew under the night.

If you turn your head slightly, you can see the huge purple barrier below.

The great barrier shining with magical power is like an eggshell, buckled over the ruins of Dalaran City and Lake Lordamre, cutting off all connections between the inside and outside.

In this late night, you can still see some spellcasters busy going back and forth below.

"It's really hard work."

Blake sighed perfunctorily.

He glanced further away and found that the giant staff that Archimonde had left on the ruins of Dalaran had disappeared.

Probably the mages put it away, hoping to use it to study the mysteries of Argus or something like that.

Black had no intention of coming down to help. Those mages probably hated him now.

But when Black was about to leave, his sharp eyes were locked by the flip of the Eye of Kilrogg, and he saw the figures of two guys on a hill in the Silverpine Forest outside the Dalaran crater.

One of them was familiar.

"Well, Kitten Man is up so late at night. What are you doing here? Walking around with your cat?"

The pirate recognized the man as the high-level mage Kel'Thuzad. He immediately became interested, turned the hippogryph's flight direction, and flew towards the hill.

What was Kel'Thuzad doing?

You're not doing anything bad.

In fact, he would be fulfilling the tasks assigned to him by the six-member council.

"This "Book of Ur" is a collection of knowledge left by your mentor. As the only disciple of the Great Master of Ur, you are qualified to inherit it, Arugao."

On a hillside far away from the ruins of the city, with a sleeping kitten on his shoulder, Kel'Thuzad spoke in a serious and indifferent tone, and handed a heavy black grimoire wrapped in chains to the staff in front of him. , a young man wearing a low-key but elegant cassock.

The latter looked at the book that was brought to him with a complicated expression, sighed again, reached out to take the book, put it in his hand and rubbed it.

He said in a low tone:

“Actually, you don’t have to give it to me.

Although Master Wuer is my nominal mentor, he has not taught me in a real sense.

After realizing my weak spellcasting ability, the mentor was not very willing to waste time on me. He just used me as his assistant.

Later, after he was expelled by the six-person council, although I still lived in his mage tower, I learned magic and other things from other instructors.

I feel that I am not qualified to inherit this Book of Summoning, which contains the brainchild of Master Ur.

You can take it back and put it in the Great Library for other interested mages to go to. Well, the Great Library has been destroyed. "

Having said this, Master Arugao suddenly understood.

He glanced in the direction of the Dalaran crater and said in a strange tone:

"Did the six-person council think it was unsafe to hand this book to others, so they sealed it and left it for safekeeping with me, a guy whose spellcasting ability is more fragile than paper?

They want me to take this book out of Dalaran and bring it to Gilneas for safekeeping? "

"That's pretty much it."

The indifferent Kel'Thuzad said calmly:

"The Council of Six learned that you want to go back to your hometown to develop your own business, but with your slightly lacking spellcasting ability, it is difficult to find a job that can make a living in the magic field.

This Summoning Grimoire left by your mentor will be kept by you. On the one hand, it is to thank you for obtaining the temporary use rights of Shadowfang Castle for us through your connections in your hometown.

This is your compliment from the Kirin Tor.

On the other hand, this book can also give you some self-protection and self-expression power.

As Master Ur's former assistant, no one knows this book better than you.

You also don’t have to worry about summoning a runaway.

The Council of Six has placed a seal on this book, and the summoning spells of those dangerous creatures will not be open to you until your spellcasting ability reaches a level that can unlock the seal. "

"Well, I don't think I can break the seal either."

Aru shrugged. The young mage quickly adjusted his mentality and threw the Book of Ur back into his bag. He solemnly performed a spellcaster's etiquette on Kel'Thuzad and said:

"I am grateful for the six-person council's trust in me. Although I am not capable, I will do my best to protect the precious knowledge left by my mentor. I will bring it back to Gilneas and conceal its secrets.

After this rough patch in Dalaran, I'll return it to the city's library. "

"Well, the Kirin Tor will remember your devotion, Mage Arugal."

Kel'Thuzad glanced at the night sky and said:

"It's time for you to set off. I wish you a happy life in your hometown."

"goodbye."

Arugal smiled cheerfully, waved to Kel'Thuzad, glanced at the kitten on his shoulder with a strange expression, turned around and walked down the hillside.

There was a low-key carriage waiting for him.

Judging from the family crest on the carriage, Master Arugal's family should have an unusual status in Gilneas. It's no wonder that this guy with poor spellcasting ability can openly join the Kirin Tor.

It seems that in the magical world, the principle of money ability also applies.

"I said, it doesn't seem like a good thing for you to hand over something like the Book of Ur to a guy who is ambitious but lacks ability, right?"

Just when Kel'Thuzad was about to return to his station with his beloved kitten, a familiar yet disgusting voice sounded behind him, causing the high-level mage to frown immediately.

He glanced back.

In the shadow of the branches behind him, Blake, wearing a hunting suit, was sitting there, holding a half-full wine bottle in his hand, his feet still dangling in the air.

"If you are unable to find a suitable hiding place due to the bad current situation, I wouldn't mind helping you keep that book. After all, it's all thanks to me that you can find that book.

It turned out that the dark knowledge in that book almost killed me.

real.

Just a little bit different. "

The pirate winked and raised his fingers in a serious "throw away" gesture.

"Dalaran keeps many dangerous things. Compared with them, the destructive power of the Book of Ur is very small. With Dalaran destroyed, it is easy to continue to store the forbidden knowledge together. Attracting malicious prying eyes.

I don't think there is anything wrong with the handling of the six-member council. "

Kel'Thuzad looked at Black indifferently and said:

"Arugao is one of us. He is a rational person and will not choose to betray us. He has his own ambitions, but they do not conflict with our interests.

As for you.

You are much more dangerous than him. "

"You know I'm so dangerous, but you still dare to face me alone with your precious egg and kitten?"

Blake laughed, looked around, sniffed his nose playfully, and sniffed lightly in the night, and said:

"Well, I understand, you are not alone. There is a newly dug cemetery around you. You are on your 'home field' and you have nothing to fear."

He jumped down and stood in front of Kel'Thuzad. He took a sip of wine, raised his fingers at the high-level mage, and said:

"Come on, let me see your 'Army of the Undead'. You, a genius of forbidden magic, have been secretly learning necromancy for so long. You should have come up with something that can dazzle me, right?"

"I'm not interested in showing you what's inside of me."

Kel'Thuzad protected his cat and took a cautious step back. He said with disgust:

"I'm not interested in fighting you either."

"But I am interested in bullying you, kid."

Black laughed and escaped into the shadows with full malice, seemingly determined to see Kel'Thuzad's hidden power.

The high-level mage was forced to have no choice. Under the harassment of fingers and fists that kept protruding from the shadows, he retreated while gritting his teeth and making a magic handprint. Coupled with the hidden shadow magic burst, several people around him There was a strange movement in the newly covered tomb.

"Okay, stop!"

When the first twisted arm came out of the earth in horror, Black appeared in front of Kel'Thuzad and made a "pause" movement.

He was holding a clipboard and a magic pen in his hand, writing and drawing on it. There was no hostility in his body, and he acted like a "magic assessment".

While writing something on the note board, he said in a very professional tone:

“It’s enough to do this.

The operation of shadow magic is very skillful. It seems that you have not just started to convert the nature of magic recently. I very much suspect that you used some warlock skills to convert your arcane magic into shadow attributes.

It can also awaken four corpses at once without contact, allowing them to break open the tomb and crawl out on their own. This is undoubtedly beyond the strength of a normal corpse.

You empower them with shadow magic.

Very good, it seems that you have mastered the 'Dominion of the Dead' technique inherited from the Shadowmoon clan.

I have good reason to deduce that waking four corpses at once is not your limit.

What a genius in this area!

I doubt Ner'zhul would have been able to do this when he was as young as you. "

Black sighed in admiration, raised his head, glanced at Kel'Thuzad, who had a guarded face, and asked:

"Do you hear noises in your sleep?"

"What is that noise? What crazy nonsense are you talking about?"

Kel'Thuzad held the cat in his arms and stepped back to leave. The expression on his face was still cold, but the panic in his eyes could not be hidden from Black.

"Don't act stupid! I'm asking you something."

The pirate swished and blocked Kel'Thuzad's path with a flash of light.

He raised the paper and writing in his hand and said:

"I'm assessing whether your professional level is enough to join a 'confidential project' project team that our Nasaras College has just started. For a young person like you, participating in such a high-level research project is very important. Your future prospects will definitely be very beneficial.

Young people should not think about making money to support their families first, nor should they aim too high. Instead, move forward step by step. Accumulate experience and reputation first, and then you can make money by doing independent projects in the future.

Don't worry about immediate benefits, invest more for the future.

Are you right?

Now, tell me, can you hear the sound?

I mean, the voice from the Shadowlands, the voice that promises you the knowledge of death.

I also need you to make a contract.

I will give you knowledge and power during your lifetime, but after your death, your soul will belong to the Ritual Secret Academy and you will become an orthodox war lich.

Maybe he'll even promise you to be a 'Death Baron' or something. "

After the pirate finished speaking, Kel'Thuzad looked at him not only with vigilance and suspicion, but also with a look of shock and confusion.

Apparently, Black spoke to his heart.

Seeing the change in his expression, the pirate nodded, reached out to write on the recording board in his hand, and finally tore off the paper and handed it to Kel'Thuzad in front of him.

He said:

"Very well, the powers of death have noticed your extraordinary talents and they have called you, but now is not the time to answer it because you are not ready yet.

I now formally invite you to join the "Death Knight Occupational System Research and Death Aura Application and Research Research Group" at Narthalas College. If you agree, you can report to Tol Barad as a junior researcher within seven days.

If you come quickly enough, you may also be lucky enough to witness the transformation ceremony of a lich. This can bring you enough theoretical knowledge and practical possibilities.

All in all, this is a rare opportunity, don't miss it.

Oh, right.

Because you are a junior researcher, we are not responsible for providing you with salary, food and accommodation. You have to prepare these by yourself.

In addition, as a student learning valuable knowledge from us, you need to pay an additional tuition fee to join this project group.

Don't look at me like I'm crazy!

This is a contribution to valuable knowledge and represents your attitude.

And I heard that Suramar, the city of the Nightborne elves, has also begun to study the feasibility of the death knight career system. "

Black spread his hands and said helplessly to Kel'Thuzad, who was already stunned:

"This is a distanced battle between two highly skilled magic research groups, and it is also a magic competition related to the reputation of Nathalas Academy in the magic world.

Frankly speaking, with the current magical attainments of Dalaran's spellcasters, they are not qualified to participate in such competition.

It is really a great honor for you to join the research on this topic as a selected talent.

But I don’t want to emphasize this anymore.

So, remember, seven days!

If you are late, you lose this opportunity forever.

When you come to work for us, remember to bring your tuition fees. "

"I work for you, I give you my intelligence and my talents, and then I pay you an extra amount of money for no pay at all just to win the job?"

Kel'Thuzad looked at the elegant "certification letter" written in his hand. He looked at Black with strange eyes and said:

"Why do I feel like I'm a fool being played by you? Do you really think I will accept this harsh condition?"

"You can refuse, but will you refuse?"

Black grinned, pointed toward Dalaran, and said:

"Others can learn valuable knowledge there, but you're just wasting your life there. You need things that Dalaran can't give you, but we can.

Narthalas Academy welcomes you, the future master of death magic. "