Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1270 20. It is our duty to recast the glory of the Shadow Council

   "Follow this road and go straight ahead, go over the high mountain corridor, and then go around the Devil's Mine, and you can see the mountain where the Devil's Fortress is located.

   There will be the main battlefield tomorrow. Prepare all the magical instruments brought from the academy, and this is also for you. "

   At the exit of the Everbloom Woods, Black looked at the trio of warlocks who had just been summoned, and threw the Skull of Gul'dan to them, saying:

   "The fel enchantment that suppresses Agona is presided over by Thakiel, the three of you are his assistants, you don't need to fight, the demon hunters will handle it.

  Pay attention to the point, don't die. "

   "Okay, Captain, leave it to us, Captain."

Zalak stretched out his hand to take the head of Gul'dan, and rubbed it in his hand very preciously. After finishing, the giant magician glanced to the left, and the flattering evil eye still held the heart of Gul'dan in his hand. A spell shield, and a pendant made of the Eye of Gul'dan hangs from Kanrisad's right arm.

   Good guy!

   "Gul'dan three-piece set" is collected by the three of them.

   And the three of them are now taking the legacy of Draenor's most powerful warlocks against a demigod of the Burning Legion to which Gul'dan once served.

   Just saying this has a subtle sense of fate.

   "You bring the apprentices from the academy too."

   Black, pipe in his mouth, instructed:

   "Have them camp tonight in the area between the Alpine Corridor and Gronn Canyon, and give these new warlocks a feel for being surrounded by demons.

   Don't worry about safety.

  I will send a group of hunters from the Mok'nasa clan to serve as guides for you. By the way, I will **** you secretly. If you are unfortunate enough to encounter a demon attack, don't be merciless and pump hard.

The    plan was exposed, and it was a big deal to kill Aguna. Anyway, the demon hunters planned to do so.

  Students can’t cause problems in our hands. Of course, those who seek death themselves are not counted. Let them go. After all, the life of a warlock is always unavoidable.

   And the chicks always have to learn to flap their wings. "

   "Okay, Captain."

  Evil Eye has returned to his hometown, this one-eyed dragon warlock will be very excited, nodding repeatedly,

   However, he was born in the blood ring clan, and he had been active in the Tanaan jungle before. He had rarely been to Gorgrond. Before he set off, he glanced at the map, then frowned and asked in a low voice:

   "Captain, this road is not right!"

   "What's wrong?"

  The pirate rolled his eyes and asked:

   "Isn't this the shortest route to the goal?"

   "It's the shortest, but you have to pass through five large demon casting camps along the way."

  Evil Eye said cautiously:

   "I declare in advance that I am not afraid, Captain, let alone five camps full of demons, as long as you point in the direction, I will not frown even if you go to the base camp of the Burning Legion.

   But the problem is, this time I brought students with them. They were a bunch of rookies who couldn’t even summon the demon guards. You said, we have to be responsible for the students.

  Do you want to take a different path? "

   "You don't need to change, you can go with confidence and boldness, I have arranged it all."

  Black shook his hand and said:

   "It'll be fine, trust me."

  “???”

  The pirate's answer made the three warlocks look at me, I look at you, not to mention more,

   I have only heard of arranging my own people before, but now the captain can "arrange" even hostile demons, isn't that amazing?

   Or is it that the captain was actually dissatisfied with this group of students when he came to them this time, so he planned to use the hands of the devil to bury them all in the wilderness of Gorgrond, and then take this opportunity to recruit a new batch?

No way?

   The three warlocks communicated with five eyes, and they fiercely "discussed" this issue. Although the captain is notoriously clueless, he shouldn't be able to do such a thing, right?

   "I feel like you're thinking something very rude."

  Smelly Pirate noticed the eye contact between the three guys.

  Good guy, the person whose eyes collided was about to make sparks in the air. He took off his pipe and said something cryptic.

   The three warlocks were startled, and hurriedly said goodbye flatteringly, turned around and greeted the warlock apprentices who were temporarily divided into three teams to set off with them.

  The Mok'Nathal clan provided enough warrior wolves as mounts. Because of the rampant demons, almost all the beasts of Gorgrond gathered in the Everbloom Woods, and there was absolutely no shortage of beasts here.

  Rexxar even gifted a team of vicious wyverns as mounts for his mentors.

   After the three warlocks rode flying dragons, protecting the apprentices from front and back, and set off, Old Master Thacher walked slowly and leisurely, surrounded by a group of female apprentices.

  Black made a "secret chat" gesture to the enlightener, and the two walked aside, the stinky pirate glanced sideways at the other group of warlocks still in the Everbloom Woods.

   he whispered:

"Why are these Dalaran warlocks here? I didn't invite them, you brought them? To use them as cannon fodder? All right, sir, last time I saw you and a group of Dalaran warlocks You are going to change jobs?

   Still have to get two salaries? "

   "Stop talking nonsense!"

   Old Master Thacher snorted in disgust. He held the scythe with the wind blowing and said:

   "You told me that Draenor has demons loyal to Archimonde and I came here, tell me where they are? After I've cleaned up Aggonar, I'm going to do something bad to amuse myself.

   As long as I meet those guys who are related to Archimonde, I will definitely meet one and kill one for free. "

   "The demons of the polluter faction have been pushed to Frostfire Ridge. I sent a group of Naga to work there. You can go to them."

  Black explained a sentence, then asked:

   "Should you tell me what the warlocks in Dalaran are doing here?"

   "I said they volunteered to help, do you believe it?"

  Thakir's eyes sparkled with sparks, and he whispered something, Blake was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed and said:

   "A group of warlocks came to help another group of warlocks on their own initiative, do you believe it? Who are the serious warlocks who came to help their colleagues? I thought with my heels that they had other plans.

   But I really can't think what they can find in this place?

   Could it be that he is going to attack here to catch a group of elite demons and go back to raise them? No way? Although Dalaran doesn't pay much attention to the Warlock School, but there is no need to dig to this point, even the soul stone is not approved? "

   "You've had too many good days, and you've forgotten the miserable lives of ordinary warlocks. You really don't feel grounded at all, Blake.

   Do you really think other warlocks are as comfortable as you?

  Before Dalaran and Quel'Thalas and we gave them a way, these guys were all the rats in the sewers.

   What good knowledge can you expect them to dig from the **** heap? "

  Thakir sneered:

   "You have Archimonde's magic in your hands to learn, and your warlocks have acquired the knowledge of the best warlock heritage at present, and even the forbidden knowledge of stepping into the void from the shadows, almost because of you.

  The warlocks of Quel'Thalas also have their own set of magic, although not very famous, but the court research from Azshara's time can be regarded as a comprehensive spellcasting system.

   Not to mention Suramar, the inheritance of Yishui's elf empire makes me a little jealous.

   But what do Dalaran warlocks have?

  Their leaders are all self-taught by picking up a few magic books during the war.

  The rest of their students are the ones you have picked out. Although the Council of Six has given them permission, they themselves know that their little things are not a system at all.

   As for what they are doing in Draenor this time. Hehe, I don’t believe you don’t understand. "

  The old man made a gesture and didn't want to play dumb riddles with Blake anymore. He Shi Shiran turned around and walked towards his apprentices, and asked another elf apprentice to drive the magic carpet and fly him to the demon hunter.

  After Thakiel also left, Black took a look behind him, just in time to meet the leader of the Dalaran warlocks, the gloomy black-haired human "Black Claw" Galdes also turned his head and looked over here.

   Blackpaw bowed his head respectfully when he saw Black's eyes.

   This humility satisfied Blake, and the pirate took his pipe and beckoned him to come over.

   "Tell me, our Warlock apprentices at Nar'Thalas College have weekly exams. What are you guys from Dalaran doing here?"

  Blake breathed out a smoke ring and asked like a chat:

   "Don't tell me that the Council of Six sent you to help, and don't blame me for speaking directly. If they really want to help, they shouldn't send you, but send at least one archmage with the battle mages."

   "For Warlocks, speaking directly shows that you don't treat us as outsiders. This is our honor, Master."

  Black Claw showed a gloomy smile, and it could be seen that he really wanted to flatter the trio of academics with a few words of flattery, but he obviously couldn't cultivate and couldn't hold back his face.

   is very embarrassing, and can only say a scene casually.

   and whispered again:

   "But we were indeed sent by the Council of Six, Master Antonidas personally instructed us to gather information on the world of Draenor for Dalaran, and the archmages discussed the prophecies about your demonic invasion.

   They also did their own divination, and determined that the demonic invasion of Azeroth must be related to Draenor.

   We are the eyes and ears sent by Dalaran, and we report to them what we see. "

   "Well, shouldn't you tell me this kind of task?"

  The pirate blinked, looked at Talon, and said:

   "Is this a 'defection'?"

   "Uh, no, I just want to have a good relationship with you."

  Black Claw said calmly:

   "There are too many excellent warlocks around you, even if I come here, I can only be a passerby without a sense of existence.

  I'm at least a leader in Dalaran, and you may need a warlock leader who is in Dalaran but has a flexible bottom line and connections. "

   "Wow, I feel like I'm missing a real talent."

  Blake exhaled a smoke ring and said:

   "If you followed me earlier than those three wastes, maybe I can save a lot of heart now. But considering that you also have tasks at hand, I won't say more if you are superfluous.

   Let's be honest.

   In addition to the arrogant demands of the mages, you must have pursued so many people to Draenor. What are you looking for in this world?

   What price are you willing to pay to get it? "

   "I want all the learning materials of the Shadow Council created by Gul'dan, the knowledge of all orc warlocks and their complete magical heritage as possible!"

  Blackpaw took a deep breath, hiding nothing from Black, and said:

   "Although Dalaran has given the warlocks a foothold, it is difficult for us to integrate their orthodox magical knowledge even if they are open to us. We need our own dark knowledge.

   And the most complete dark heritage in recent decades, apart from the Academy of Nar'Thalas, is only the Shadow Council commanded by Gul'dan.

  I know that the Shadow Council was the loser of the previous era, but their failure has nothing to do with their knowledge, they just met a leader who was more ambitious than rational, that's all.

   I didn’t come here casually either. "

  Galdez took out a map of animal skins from his arms and handed it to Blake with both hands. It could be seen that he attached great importance to this thing, but he still gave it to Blake without reservation.

He says:

   "This is what we paid a lot of money to get from a black market organization that just appeared in the South China Sea. It is said to be from a senior leader of the Shadow Council in the great desert of Silithus.

   He was assassinated by the Uncrowned under your command, but what he was carrying was leaked, and it was marked here as a secret stronghold of the Shadow Council in Draenor, there may be."

   "No, not there!"

  Blake narrowed his eyes and stared at the map mark in front of him. He said:

"The Shadow Council did operate in this place called the Auchenai Crypt, where they summoned a strange elemental creature. The **** was off the hook, and the elemental lord named Moore took it there after he appeared. Razed to the ground.

   There are indeed shadow council guys working in that ruin, but it's hard for you to find knowledge there. Quite hard. "

"This"

   Black Claw's expression darkened.

   He did not doubt what the prophet Blake said, it seems that this time he is really going to go home empty-handed.

   But the next moment, Black threw a key and it fell into the hands of Black Claw. The latter looked at him suspiciously. Black waved his hand and said to him:

   "Go to Nar'Thalas College with this key and show it to the librarian, it will open my lockbox dedicated to various tomes.

   contains all the sorcerer knowledge I have learned from Gul'dan, which is basically the entire inheritance of the Shadow Council.

   I also intended to use it as a legacy of the Narthalas Warlock School, but I left it there after I had better orthodox fel knowledge from the demons of the Twisting Nether.

  I allow you to transcribe all the spells and tomes you want there, give you ten days, and allow you to bring a helper to help you. Magic is not allowed in the library, you can only rely on your own hands.

   Are these enough? "

   "This is too expensive!"

  Black Claw's hands were shaking.

  Blake's sudden generosity made this human warlock from a bad background at a loss for a while.

   But he did display the "good qualities" that a warlock should have.

   said he was embarrassed, but he was holding the key tightly in his hand, as if no one wanted to take this thing away from him.

   He is also very funny.

   bowed down and said to Blake very sincerely:

   "Please tell me, my lord, although we are humble, we will do our best to fulfill all your requests."

   "Yes, you will definitely have a great future!"

  The pirate laughed, raised two fingers, and said:

"First, go to Shadowmoon Valley immediately and help Shadowmoon Chief Ner'zhul do everything he wants to do. Second, report what you've seen and heard to the Council of Six in Dalaran. .

   You can decide the scale by yourself.

  I want them to come to the conclusion that if Dalaran doesn't send someone over right away, the world is in jeopardy, and once Draenor is over, Azeroth is next.

   I'm also sure that you have enough grammar to convince them of your report without being intimidated into action.

   Oh, yes, you can add a little bit of Lord Archimonde's hatred and curse to Dalaran. After all, it was that city that made the polluters lose face.

  If I were Archimonde, I would never let it go. "

   Having said this, Black said to the black claw in front of him:

   "Within a week, I'm going to see at least one Archmage in Draenor, can that be done?"

"can!"

   Black Claw replied decisively.

   He is a self-taught warlock, and deception is naturally easy to do.

   "Very good, you will be excellent successors to the Shadow Council."

   Black grinned and said:

   "Not all of Gul'dan's remnants are actually dead, they still have some hidden in some corners of Draenor, you can try to recruit them.

   As long as you can control it, those precarious **** will be your best pioneers.

The best thing about    is that you don’t even have to give money, just give them a bowl of rice to eat.”

   (end of this chapter)