Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1271 21. Principal Blue Moon, save us! Our dean is crazy

   sent away the third-rate warlocks in Dalaran, and Black and Rexxar also set off.

  Rexxar brought with him nearly all the remaining mobile warriors of the Mok'Nathal clan, but he didn't need these hunters to hunt for him.

   They were just "spectators" and "witnesses" of the war ritual when Rexxar took over as Warchief, and this was Black's idea.

   Since you want to do good deeds, you must be seen.

   If others don’t see you doing good deeds, isn’t that the same as not doing it?

When the two left the Everbloom Woods with a group of wounded hunters, Rexxar looked back in the evening light, and he could vaguely see his "people" standing at the exit of the jungle. on the hill.

   seems to be saying goodbye to them.

The orc Batman also found his stubborn, stone-like father in it. The old Beastmaster Leorox did not say a word as before, he just looked at his son and his own with a cautious and farewell look. tribesmen.

   No need to say goodbye.

   Because they have long since said goodbye.

  The gap between life and death is a sad gulf, which cannot be crossed with emotion, as Leorox himself said.

   He is already dead, and all that remains here is a ghost who uses his name and identity.

   He has become one with the land under his feet that has nurtured the Mok'Nathal clan for countless years, and he and his people have become part of this land.

   They were unable to leave and would not leave.

   "Don't look, you can't go back."

   But this picture should be very warm and a little sad, but it couldn't make the smelly pirate's heart a little more turbulent. Black whispered to the black Rexxar:

   "They represent the unchangeable past, while you represent the present that requires effort, and the conflict between you lies in the uncertain future.

  You are standing in the present and talking to the past, you can only move yourself but cannot change the reality. Instead of wasting time here to say some sensational words, it is better to show them with practical actions.

   Prove to them that you will win a future a hundred times more perfect for what you and they are protecting together than they ever imagined.

   What's more, you will only be scolded by your father for being a softie when you are sensational here.

   To deal with stones, you have to use a sharper pick! "

"I know."

  Rexxar nodded.

   He took a last look at the Everbloom Woodland behind him and said:

   "I won't be coming back. After this battle, I'll take them out of here. This wasteland is the cradle of Mok'Nathal, but our clan can't stay in the cradle forever.

   I'll let Mok'Nathal's name spread across both worlds, and then across the stars!

I swear! "

   "Very good, keep the momentum, let's go quickly."

  Black riding behind his phoenix, he urged:

   "I still have a group of **** apprentices who need to be taught. Although I had them memorize the knowledge of enchantment the day before departure, no matter how well prepared they are, they will always be in a hurry for the first time.

   Anything is like that.

  I'm ready to wipe my **** with that scumbag. "

   "Are you sure you're wiping your ass, not kicking them into hell?"

  Rexxar snorted and said:

   "I know very well that students should be taught strictly, but... let a group of apprentices come to this place, this is no longer 'strict'. To be honest, I seriously doubt that you want them to be cannon fodder."

   "What are you talking about, I'm a tutor! Do educators understand? Do you understand how to treat diseases and save people?"

  Black retorted.

  The stinky pirate adjusted the collar of the Corruptor's vestment he had specially put on today, and he said:

   "Even if we win the decisive battle against the large-scale invasion of the Burning Legion, it will take at least ten years for everyone to unite to expel the demons scattered across the two worlds.

   So, I just let them get used to the life they will face every day for the next ten years in advance.

  If you can't stand even this, go back and change careers as soon as possible.

   I heard that Old Gani is also recruiting people. That guy is probably going to learn the Djinn and expand his trash-picking 'business' in Draenor.

   So, if my apprentices are eliminated this time, don’t be afraid, it’s also suitable for them to be a trash guy. "

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   Sleeping in the wilds of Gorgrond, 80% occupied by demons, is no fun.

Although he was not disturbed by any demons in the night, and he did not even see a noisy hellhound who likes to run around, the night was surprisingly peaceful, but it also attracted a group of warlocks who came to Draenor to take the "weekly test". The apprentices were so frightened that they didn't sleep well all night.

   When they set out for the Devil's Mine early the next morning, 90% of the apprentices were yawning, with a loveless cultivator expression, and big dark circles under their eyes.

   But this journey was smooth.

  The route chosen by Master Blake Shaw is really awesome!

   On the way through the entire alpine corridor to the Devil's Mine, I didn't encounter a single demon.

   On the way, I encountered several demon casting camps, but there was no one inside. According to the information found by the warlocks in the camp, the demons here seemed to be temporarily transferred to prevent the attack of the Moknasa clan.

   The apprentices are only excited and happy for their good luck, but several warlock mentors who led the team have found that something is not right.

   Especially the Warlock trio.

   They jumped from their wyvern saddles and leaned very close, discussing their guesses and discoveries in low voices.

   "I thought the captain was just joking when he said he was 'arranged', but now it looks like he really did it in advance!"

   The evil eye, which was carrying the magical shield made from the crystallized heart of Gul'dan, squinted one eye and said in a low voice:

   "The demonic aura in these demon casting camps didn't even spread, and they were mobilized to leave for at most twenty minutes. There must be a captain's 'eyeliner' in that demon fortress, and the level is definitely not low!

   That guy is obviously acting in tandem with our actions. "

   "More than that, look at the concentration of fel energy on the ground around you."

  Zarakra said in a long voice:

   "There must have been a lot of demons going back and forth between this alpine corridor and the demon mines for a long time, but now that none of them can be seen, there is a terrible hole in their defenses.

   And we are walking in this loophole.

  The demon hunters also took this road. They were going to assassinate the king of the abyss, Agona, who ruled Gorgrond. This was like a "special road" specially prepared for this assassination.

  If we hadn't been following the captain for a long time, I would have doubts now whether the captain had really joined the legion, and this is a trap set for us. "

   "What nonsense are you talking about!"

   The youngest but young Kanrisad scolded:

   "Why did the captain set up traps for us? If he joined the Legion, he must have his reasons. We can just follow. There are so many complaints.

  I see, this is what the captain made an 'armed outing' for this group of apprentices who had never seen the world.

   As long as they are not afraid of themselves, don’t run around, don’t mess with things, and complete their work as required, they will be able to pass the weekly exam safely and safely.

  Tsk tsk, what a gentle mentor the captain is. "

"Yeah yeah."

   The other two guys were also sighing, and then the evil eye complained:

   "Then why didn't we enjoy this kind of tenderness when we followed the captain? All I can remember is the taste of the captain's fist and the whip, alas, too bad."

   "Can that be the same?"

   Kanrisad rolled his eyes and glanced back at the apprentices behind him who were starting to make a commotion because they approached the demon mines.

   "If the captain's character is gentle to me, I am afraid, that means that I may be sent away as cannon fodder, and that gentleness is the last comfort to the cannon fodder.

   I'd rather be scolded a couple of times, at least he's willing to spend time scolding me, right? "

   "Well, that's what I said."

   The other two warlocks nodded again and again, but while they were chatting, they saw a flaming phoenix falling from the sky. Black jumped down in mid-air and landed in front of the three warlocks, cursing:

   "Are you still chatting here? Don't you die?

  The Demon Hunter has started to move! Hurry up and help Thakir stabilize the suppression of the enchantment! Kill that **** demon here, and if you mess up, you'll be skinned! "

   "Yes, yes, let's go."

   The trio of warlocks were scolded, and before they left, the evil eye said to Black again:

   "Captain, where is the barrier that the apprentices are responsible for?"

   "Are you also blind in your remaining eye?"

  Black stomped his feet, exhaled a puff of smoke, and cursed:

   "Isn't it right here?"

  “?”

  Evil Eyes froze for a moment, then grabbed the reins of the Flying Dragon and lifted off into the sky.

After reaching a sufficient height, he looked down, and the entire demon mine and the ancestral land of the Blackrock clan beside him were now shaped by demons into a fortress. There is a large circular enchantment on the hillside .

   With Evil Eye's magic skills, he could see at a glance that this barrier was used to disperse demons.

   As long as it is activated with enough magic power, it will instantly cover the entire demon fortress and a small half of the demon mine, temporarily creating a "pure" area while extracting the ground's fel energy.

   The reduction in the concentration of fel energy will completely drive away low-level demons, and it will also make high-level demons uncomfortable.

  This thing is also original creation of the Narthalas Warlock School, and it is the inspiration that the warlocks got from the "Great Dispelling Magic" of the priests.

   But the problem is that the arrangement of such a large enchantment requires a lot of manpower to complete. When the captain came to Gorgrond before, there were only a group of garbage pirates under his command.

   They can't play anything that requires professional knowledge to arrange.

And the warlocks only came here last night, they were marching all night, and they didn't have time to set up such a magic circle. .

  This thing.

   It is very likely that the local demons made it last night!

  Only they have enough manpower and materials to create such a large-scale magic circle effect.

   But have the demons lost their minds? Why are they doing this? Do they feel they are too comfortable, so are they going to challenge themselves?

   "The captain said it all, he 'arranged' everything."

   Seeing the evil eye in a daze, Zaraq flew over with his two-footed flying dragon and said to his good friend:

   "Why don't you trust the Captain's connections? He has friends in the Void, isn't it normal to have several high-level demon friends in the Burning Legion?

  Don't think about it, hurry up, those blind men have already rushed into the fortress, damn, they can really fight, it's crazy. "

   Under the urging of Zarak holding Gul'dan's skull, the trio of warlocks holding important items quickly flew to the demon fortress that had been "lively".

  The stinky pirate watched them leave, and gave a few words to the sky that was flying happily around him. The latter flew into the sky with a scream and swelled up and began to patrol in place.

   The demon fortress where Agona, the king of the abyss is located, is attacked, which is equivalent to a total attack that blooms in the center of the enemy.

  The demons do not understand why the "sly" enemies suddenly appear in the very core of the area they rule without warning, and they can directly enter the fortress where the demon commander is located without disturbing any peripheral defenses.

   But they heard the roar of the king of the abyss, which meant that all the demons had to go to the fortress to support the battle immediately!

   "Clap clap"

  Blake clapped his hands and let the eyes of the hundreds of apprentices around him look at him. The master, who was wearing the vestment of the evil corruptor, announced in a cold voice:

   "Everyone, you are all gifted apprentices carefully selected by the Black Scythe Priory, and my warlock subordinates think you are talented in this dark path.

   As long as you live to the day when you make your own achievements, you will surely gain fame and success.

   And now, is your first test on the path of the warlock. "

  Although Blake's voice was calm and magnetic, the apprentices here would not be in the mood to listen to the madden dean of their own academy giving a long speech.

  Because the entire Demon Mine has rioted!

   Under the call of the king of the abyss, at least 100,000 demons flocked to the fortress where the battle had begun. Although most of them are low-level demons responsible for labor, who has seen this battle?

   is like a sea of ​​demons rushing over. Although their position is deviated from the front of the demons' charge, it is not safe on the flanks!

  Some timid guys are already squatting there with their heads in their hands and shivering.

   "Okay, my apprentices, this is your weekly exam content.

   In front of you is a demonic exorcism circle invented by this teacher himself, and it requires at least 50 of your low-level warlocks to charge it each time it operates.

   In my estimation, you can drain all your magic by just sticking to each node for fifteen minutes, and there are almost 300 people here.

  This means that you need to rotate to activate this circle, which can protect you from being attacked by demons! "

   Black's voice sounded again, but this time it brought hope to the desperate apprentices. Everyone looked at him, looking at the hopeful eyes in front of him, the evil master shrugged and said:

   "But unfortunately, this ritual was 'slightly modified' by me. As long as one person stops the supply of magic power, the dispelling effect will be reduced by 10%.

   Five people stop the supply of magic power, and the dispelling effect will be greatly reduced.

   Ten people stop the magic supply, and within two minutes a horde of demons will rush in and eat you little cuties for lunch.

   This is the difficulty of this weekly test.

  You must supervise each other's classmates, and scold him for not being lazy so as not to kill everyone.

  You should also encourage each other to persevere to the end, keep digging out your potential, and then pray that your demon hunter uncles are strong enough to end the battle before you are completely drained of your magic power. "

  The smelly pirate shrugged and said loudly:

   "There is no such thing as failure in this weekly test, because the result of failure is that everyone will die here,

   Either all pass or all fail!

  What a moving unity, isn't that the purpose of our Academy of Warlocks in Nar'Thalas? Either do the best, or die the most handsome!

  My dear apprentices, the first batch of demons will be rushing in five minutes, it's time for you to perform real skills!

  Come on, open my eyes.

   Oh, yes, don't expect me to help you.

   I will at most make you die a little more happy, this is my last mercy to the apprentices.

  Come on, everyone! "

   "Black Shaw! You bastard! If I'm eaten by a demon, I won't let you go if I turn into a ghost!"

   As soon as the pirate's voice fell, a heart-piercing curse came from the crowd.

   The curse brightened Blake's eyes, he waved his hand and shouted:

   "Kanrisadban, add 10 points! This sentence is really good, but it's a pity that it will be perfect if you are a little more angry. This is the wisdom I want to teach you, you must remember it.

   Warlocks never respect authority, the first enemy on your student's path is your mentor. Of course, there is also awe for power.

  So, whoever dares to scold me again, I will kill him before the devil arrives! "

   "Boom"

   A loud bang exploded in the demon fortress in the distance in front of the apprentices, causing the sky-high fel energy to pour into the sky. In the background of this big explosion, the smelly pirate took out a pocket watch and pretended to look at it.

   He proclaimed aloud:

   "The weekly test has officially started! What are you still doing? Activate the magic circle, apprentices, didn't you see that your great mentor was trembling with fear?

   Hurry up to work so I have some time to soothe myself. "

   (end of this chapter)