Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1237: 333. Remember the loyal firmament? it is also intense

   Chapter 1237 333. Remember the loyal sky? It was also reborn in flames! -【225】

   "On the first day of school, you should pay attention to courtesy. The upper elves value this more, especially Dean Lanyue. Alas, she is good at everything, but she is too dogmatic occasionally.

   But today is the first day of school, so there shouldn’t be too much pressure from the class. Be sure to listen carefully and take notes. "

   The next morning, in the captain's room of the Nagfar, Blake, who woke up early, was explaining the rules to his good daughter and her friends who were going to school.

   He said to the ship spirit and little Lei Shi who were carrying schoolbags in front of him:

   "Although the dean promises not to give you homework, there will definitely be some in-class tests. You have to be prepared. If you don't understand anything, you can ask your classmate, namely Gianna."

   "I know! She's Dad's sister."

   Nagfar raised his hand and said:

   "Aunt Jaina, I know."

   "Okay, you can call her that."

  Blake rolled his eyes, then glanced at Seifer, who was laughing beside him, and said:

   "Send them to the academy, I'm going to go to the psychic school's laboratory, there are big things to do there today."

   "Well, I'll take them back, you don't have to worry."

  Sefir showed a good wife's smile, kissed the captain's cheek, and said:

   "Go and welcome the return of your loyal firmament, I know you have been preparing for this."

"Um."

  The pirate smiled and watched Sefir walk out of the captain's room with Nagfar and Little Leish by the hand. He stood up and was about to leave, but after a few seconds the door of the captain's room was pushed open.

  Gianna, who had a slice of bread in her mouth, seemed to be in a hurry to go to class, and her hair was a little messy with a large scroll on her back, so she didn't sleep well last night.

   This will see that Blake is preparing to travel, and she does not waste any time, taking the bread from her mouth and saying to the captain:

   "Brother, Tan Reid and I went to school. I live with him at school tonight, so we don't have to prepare dinner for us."

  The smelly pirate was stunned for a moment.

   then nodded with a smile on his face and said:

   "Go, there will be a farewell dinner tonight at the Governor's Mansion, and Mrs. Jinjian will also come, remember to attend on time with Tan Reed."

   "Oh, I know."

   The flushed-cheeked Jaina turned and ran out to find her dawdling younger brother to go to school together, but Tan Reid was overtrained by Fenna last night, which caused his arm to hurt and he couldn't even carry the drawing board.

  The idiot warrior also knew that he was wrong, so he simply helped the stinky little brother to carry all his belongings, and then greeted Xiaoxing Xingxing to borrow her special mount, Ilagon, and used this wind-pulling Xianglong to carry his younger brother and sister to the academy.

  It would be too bad to be late for the first day of school.

   Soon, when Blake also packed up and walked out of the cabin, he heard the elf bell from the North Island far away, which represented the start of classes on the first day after the official opening of Nar'Thalas Academy.

   Numerous students from the Eastern Continent and Kalimdor have gone to the teaching buildings of their respective schools to prepare for the first lessons of their careers.

   Even the Druid students and Shaman Academy who were temporarily established to make up the numbers had their own exquisite teaching areas, but the students of the Warlock School were outrageous.

   They also had to pass the bridge connecting the South Island and the North Island, and rush from the academy to the Black Scythe Hermitage Tower on the North Island side for class.

   treated differently belongs to yes.

   And in less than thirty minutes after Black summoned the **** warhorse from the South Island to the North Island of the Academy, the latest news came out from the Warlock Tower.

   Two orc apprentices made a mistake in summoning the Fel Imps, causing them to be severely burned by the Fel Flames, and were rushed to the Druid Academy for treatment.

   On the first day of school, there were casualties within an hour. This school is really exciting!

   As expected of you, warlocks!

And the Druid Academy has accepted more than 20 tauren apprentices from the Supreme Mountain and the Terror Totem clan. Before the "visiting professor" Moonclaw Grand Druid explained to them what the natural will is, they can personally Start trying to heal the wounded with the power of nature.

  Hey, how about the high end of Narsalas?

   Getting started is an actual combat drill, and it is still a student of the Brother School.

  This college is reliable!

"Hurry up and let the Holy Light Church send a few paladins and priests to stay here, and then ask the Sisters of Elune for two months of sacrifice. According to this casualty rate, if the treatment can't keep up, my Grand Warlock Academy will expire. I'm afraid I will lose at least half during the exam."

  Blake rode on the **** warhorse and complained about the "Shame of the Academy" tutor Nitier, who was on duty at the academy today and was busy on the first day of work.

   "It's really impossible to open a seminary for those priests. There are druids and shamans here, and there are not too many missionaries."

   "You still have the face to say!"

   Instructor Nitier turned green with anger, she reprimanded:

   "Do you mind the group of lawless warlocks under your command? You dare to let your apprentices summon demons by themselves without a magical barrier? Don't abide by the academy's safety regulations at all!

   Just wait for the dean to ask you to write a review! "

   "Is it our fault?"

  Black said with a sullen face:

   "The Warlock Tower is still built by us! Isn't it right that the conditions are simple? The academy has not prepared a teaching place for us at all. If you really think about it, the blue moon teacher has to bear the blame.

   I'm not afraid.

   And on the first day, the ritual of summoning the kid only hurt two people. By the standard of a warlock, this is already a super high success rate, right?

   You must know that every time the wild warlocks summon demons, they deal with the **** of death, and most warlocks do not survive the first three years of their careers.

  Besides, let them sign a waiver agreement before entering school. With today's events, those sloppy guys will pay attention to themselves.

   Rest assured, we warlocks have our own way of training.

   is gone, keep busy, if you can't figure it out, go ask my ship doctor, oh, by the way, she is still fishing with her own apprentice in the barren area.

   I'm afraid it will take a while to come back.

   But the Great Druid of the Moonclaw is also a veteran. He personally goes out and can be rescued as long as he does not die suddenly on the spot. "

   After finishing speaking, Black rode a **** horse to the most mysterious psychic teaching area in the deepest part of the academy, but as soon as he got there, he saw a team of human death knights patrolling in front of him.

   It seems that he has just awakened, and the armor he wears has the mark of the psychic school of Nartharas College. The painting style of this place is different from other teaching areas.

   Just the four psychic towers at the door are enough to bluff.

   And the most annoying thing about their school is that even the daily maintenance of the student dormitory is held by a few human ghosts selected from Tol Barad's cemetery.

   The haunted house of the serious children belongs to yes.

  Black couldn't imagine what kind of strange guys the psychic school's source was, but he was very familiar with this place. Wearing his Great Teacher badge, the death knights patrolling the door immediately let go.

  The stinky pirate sent the **** warhorse back to the Twisting Void, sauntered toward the teaching area, passed a classroom along the way, and glanced inside.

   found an elf ghost psychic teaching the profound meaning of anatomy to more than a dozen students. The students in the audience all turned blue, and a few were retching on the trash cans outside the door.

  Tsk tsk, teaching in kind is really awesome.

  Look at the freshness of the corpse. Hey, isn't this what you killed yesterday?

   is simply terrifying.

   "What are you strolling around here?"

   When Blake was like the head teacher, standing outside the classroom window and watching with gusto, a cold voice sounded behind him.

   Kel'Thuzad, who was holding a magic book, wore a mage robe and said to Black with a blank expression:

   "Today, on the first day of school, as the great tutor of the Warlock School, shouldn't I visit my apprentices and give them a talk?"

   "Yo, the psychics really speak to people, and the honorable Mr. Bigworth is out for a walk again with his stupid human servants."

  The pirate turned his head and first said "please" to the black and white kitten lying on Kel'Thuzad's shoulder, who responded meowingly to the smelly pirate.

   It seems that after frequent contact, it doesn't hate Black anymore.

After playing with the cat for a few seconds, Black turned his head to look at Kel'Thuzad, who had an expressionless face like an iceberg. Although the guy in front of him was no different from the one he was beaten up before, the pirate knew at a glance that he was not. people

   Well, not a living person in the true sense.

   This guy's body is dead.

   is very similar to the situation of Merry Winterwind. After the soul completes the ascension ritual and transforms into an immortal lich, this set of deceitful flesh and blood has become dispensable.

   "Although I have two lich friends, I still have to ask, Lord Kel'Thuzad, how does it feel to be a lich?"

   Black asked.

   The lich in front of him shrugged, his eyes did not have the slightest warmth, but he said in a gentle tone:

   "Very good, harsh time has opened its arms to me, I have countless eternity to squander, and without worldly emotions, I can finally devote myself to the pursuit of truth without distractions.

   I'm preparing for what you are doing! "

  Kel'Thuzad just finished saying that he had no worldly desires when he saw the smelly pirate reaching out and trying to grab his beloved Mr. Bigworth by the neck.

   This arrogant action caused the Lich's anger to soar in an instant, and pinched the seal of the Ice Meteor Technique in his hand.

   As long as the smelly pirate moves slightly, a icy meteorite full of death force will raze him and everything within a few hundred yards.

   "Ha, no one dares to say in front of me that they don't have any worldly desires. Where have you been?"

  The pirate withdrew his hand and said to the lich who was being molested in front of him:

   "Okay, just kidding, I'm just gently reminding you as a colleague that you should protect your weaknesses just like you would protect your zodiac.

  Liches are not fearless either.

   Now, take me to see my baby, I heard, that waste fire demon is finally ready for the ceremony? "

   "Well, Axothus is a very cunning fire demon. It can actually complete the ritual preparation in a very short time, but it is always cunning and tries to use its own knowledge to negotiate with us."

  Kel'Thuzad led the way, while stroking the kitten in his arms, and said calmly:

   "Combined with the complexity of the firmament and the time it takes to deal with almost completely broken bones and a mess of vital signs, I didn't ask it to speed up.

   But he's been getting tired lately, so I gently 'remind' him about his situation.

   After I personally removed a small piece of its stomach and promised it the identity of an academy flame magic lecturer, it finally sped up and completed all the ritual preparations last night.

   Seriously, I'm looking forward to seeing this loyal bird reborn from the ashes.

   I am also very interested in the ritual itself. "

   Having said this, Kel'Thuzad glanced at Black and said:

   "The fire demon told me that although ordinary elemental flames can also be used to complete the rebirth ritual, if you want to achieve a perfect rebirth effect, it is best to use the pure fire of Sulfuras.

   I know it's hard to come by, should we postpone it for a while?

   I personally dealt with the skeleton of the firmament and its body, and it will last a while longer. "

   "This is what you're talking about?"

  Blake flipped it over, and a burning fire pot appeared in the palm of his hand. Sparks were lit in the beautiful pot, and the light made the ice blue eyes of the lich reflect sparks.

"so much?"

  Kel'Thuzad was a little surprised, he took the cup and put it in front of him, and said:

   "It's more than enough to hold a ceremony for the sky, can you leave the rest to me to study?"

   "You, a lich, are not afraid of being burned to death by this pure flame?"

  Blake spit out:

   "After I think I won't die, I will let myself go even more. I dare to touch everything, and I dare to study everything, right? This jar of flame is naturally used for a ritual.

   But if it is two rituals, it is not enough. "

   "Twice?"

   Kel'Thuzad said in surprise:

   "Do you still have patients who need flame rebirth?"

   "Not a patient."

  Black glanced at the sky and said:

   "It is needed to start a great life for a girl, but she doesn't need much, and this can of flame should be enough. Don't waste time, get ready to start."

"Um."

  Kel'Thuzad stretched out his hand and threw a death rune, and in the cold aura adorned with weird blue patterns, the door of the underground laboratory in front of him slowly opened.

  Blake walked into it and saw an altar made of flame stone and complex rituals on the ground.

   The fire demon lord Axothus was not here.

  Thinking about it, it also knows that its greed may have angered Black and dare not show up here, but the preparations have been completed and it is no longer needed.

  The pirate stepped forward, crouched down, and looked at the sleeping sky lying on the comfortable haystack.

  This poor guy has lost a lot of weight in this period of time, and he no longer has the mighty figure of the king of the sky before, just like a patient lying on a hospital bed waiting for death to come.

   It was seriously injured in hell, and in order to help its master, Gorm smashed most of the bones of his body with one head.

  It is a miracle that it can survive until now.

   In order to make it recuperate better, the lich used sleeping magic on it. Black reached out and stroked the emaciated Hippogryph in front of him. He leaned his head against the sky, which had shed its feathers to its disembodied neck.

   he whispered:

   "Sleep, sleep, good boy."

   "When you open your eyes, I will give you a pair of unshackled wings, and you will carry the old villain of my new era to that splendid new world."

   (end of this chapter)

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