Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1482 115. Didn't expect it? My strongest weapon is already in your heart!

   "The damned black-skinned elves are attacking again! Masters, come with me! Go up the city wall!"

   An angry cry rang out in the underground cage of the Silvermoon Council, which was dedicated to detaining powerful and dangerous creatures, and soon a group of Quel'Thalas phoenix mages left the place silently grabbing their staffs and sentries.

   In addition to these spellcasters who are always ready to serve the Sun Dynasty, this place near the Sunwell has been temporarily converted into a wounded barracks.

   The wounded who had just been brought back from the front line lay on the elven magic carpet on the ground, and a large group of priests and healers were busy.

   Every now and then, a magic carpet floats up, sending the wounded who need surgery to the doctor.

  The Silvermoon Council of the Quel'dorei elves has always been famous in the Eastern Continent's magical world for its super-strong execution. This group composed entirely of elves' spellcasters is very united and extremely combative.

  Because of their grouping, they also have a place in the court of the Sun King after thousands of years of struggle.

  Especially for those elves who are not from a prominent background, it is definitely a great career path to enter the Silvermoon Council after graduating from the Magic Academy.

   However, there are only so many seats for the official members, and the elves are long-lived species, which makes it necessary not only to be promoted to a full member of parliament, but also need to endure hard time.

For example, when Lady Golden Sword left Quel'Thalas to go to Kul Tiras, her vacated status as a member of the council set off a "bloody and bloody" competition among the senior members of the council, and was eventually defeated by the lucky Dar'kan. De La Hill managed to get that seat.

   In general, the Silvermoon Council is a true elite group of spellcasters, but this group is also sufficiently introverted.

   At least more than Dalaran's Mage Competition Scroll.

  These councilors are the most troublesome opponents of the Quel'Thalas royal party, and they advocate weakening the king's power to gain more power for the spellcasters. The contention and conflict between the Parliamentarians and the Royal Party has been the most important theme in Quel'Thalas for the past thousands of years, and the competition between the two sides has extended to every part of the country for a long time.

   But now that the national disaster is at stake, the Silvermoon Council is not a **** who doesn't know what to do.

   What's more, the significance of the existence of the sunwell is unparalleled for the spellcasters, and they must not allow the darkskin elves to conquer their magical holy places.

   Therefore, under the call of the Sun King, most of the Silver Moon mages rushed to the Sunwell to help defend them at the fastest speed.

  The war on the small Isle of Que was fierce, and the mad nightborne attacked from all sides to try to break the defense of the Sunwell, and the Quel'dorei were not to be outdone.

  The enemy is attacking everywhere, and they fire everywhere.

The    battle had only been two days, and both sides had suffered heavy casualties.

  Although the Quel'dorei elves have a very rotten life, those who can be elected to the Silvermoon Council are true high-level spellcasters, and they have not relaxed their internal monitoring of this cage dedicated to holding powerful creatures when fighting externally.

  While the wounded were being treated and the soldiers were taking a break from the incident, special casters were arranged to patrol the cells on the lower level of the cage.

  Magic cages are definitely different from ordinary cages that hold prisoners. There are no iron bars here, but instead are arcane cages that are fixed in a confinement circle.

   is a big violet mana ball, and those dangerous guys who are caught from all over the world or appear on the land of Quel'Thalas for various reasons are imprisoned by magic here.

  Because of the magical connection of the Sunwell, the sturdiness of these spell cages is unparalleled, no matter how powerful a guy is locked here, he can only stay honest.

   Today's inspection went as smoothly as ever. A female elf apprentice counted the "prisoner list" one by one along the aisle.

"The raging mammoth chieftain, the mana deformity that escaped from the laboratory, the worm priest caught in the great desert of Silithus, the tyrannosaur created by the biological experiment of the black dragon, the wild troll caught by Zul'Aman, The power-infused dragon eagle, and this one. It's said to be a lizardfolk thug captured in Pandaria.

  Gosh, this guy is so ugly. "

   This female elf apprentice was complaining, and while holding a magic pen, she sketched names on the list. She worked very seriously, not only to confirm that the prisoners did not escape, but also to confirm their living conditions.

   Many of the prisoners here have been "booked" as test samples by the members of the Silver Moon Council. If it weren't for the sudden war, many cruel tests would have been put on the agenda.

   As one of the managers of the Silvermoon cage, it is also her responsibility to ensure the vitality of the test items.

   She just counted them one by one. When she walked to the last row of cages, the female elf suddenly raised her eyebrows. She clearly remembered that the row of cages here was empty.

   But today there is suddenly a "new prisoner" here.

"what is this?"

  The female elf approached the "new prisoner", and was immediately "shocked" by what was in the magic cage.

   "Murloc! Why is there a weak, dirty and ugly being held here. Well, this little thing is quite clean and cute."

   She blinked and looked at the violet cage in front of her. Inside was sitting a dejected little murloc. Compared with the ordinary and savage murloc, the latter looked somewhat "beautiful".

   And the little thing was wearing a very fitted warrior armor, with a fruit knife-like spear thrown beside it.

   After noticing the elf in front of him, Bumblebee, who was accidentally involved in the teleportation incident created by Ah Qiang and was teleported to this cage, immediately came to his senses.

   It keenly noticed that the female elf in front of her was curious about it.

   So the cunning little murloc rolled his eyes and immediately made a very aggrieved gesture. It stood up and croaked with open arms as if to explain that all this was an accident.

   It's so cute, so weak, so unremarkable, so harmless, how could a little murloc be a dangerous creature?

   "Hey, you seem to be very smart."

The    female elf was also amused by the croaking gesture of this strange little fish-man in front of her.

   Seeing that his cuteness attack was effective, Pemberba's eyes lit up, and he immediately pushed his knight's helmet to provoke the dance of the fish people in place.

Uh, it needs to be explained here. Although the murlocs are recognized as savage and stupid creatures in the whole world of Azeroth, even the elves who consider themselves the most noble have to admit that the murloc dances are very unique. and enthusiastic.

   I don't know if the creators drank too much when they created the murlocs. In short, the creators gave the murlocs unparalleled dancing talents.

   And the dances that the fish people in different regions are good at are not the same.

   For example, the "Tap Dance" that Pemberba is now dancing, is the dance that the wetland fish people are best at.

  Although it is far from pleasing to the eye, it is absolutely fine to use it for fun. As the drummer danced more and more vigorously, the female elf in front of him also felt more and more that this might be an Oolong incident.

This cage was specially made for dangerous creatures when it was established thousands of years ago. Look at what kind of dangerous creatures there are in the cage she named just now. They are all lunatics and people who can kill in a city at any time. thug.

   And murlocs.

  Although such creatures are indeed dangerous to civilians after they are in large numbers, they cannot be called "powerful" in any case.

   The world has never found a murloc that can threaten high-level professionals.

   They don't seem to be born with power.

   "I don't know which troublemaker put you in, but I suspect it might be a prank."

  The female elf finished admiring the flattering dance of the little murloc, she poked her cheek and said:

   "Maybe I can release you little cutie, but work is work, I have to confirm your origin again, so wait a moment, little fish, I'll be back in a while."

   After finishing speaking, the female elf smiled and waved to the little murloc, then turned and left with her prisoner list.

   Watching the manager leave, the little fish man's flattering face suddenly collapsed.

   Damn!

   did not deceive again.

   Today this elf apprentice looks silly and sweet, but he is as difficult to deal with as the old man yesterday. Are these elf mages sick?

   Is it bad for you to touch fish during working hours?

  Why do you have to be so serious?

   The little murloc sighed helplessly.

  It knows that as long as this female elf goes to the cage management office to check the information, she can know its relationship with Black Shaw, let alone release it, maybe it will be transferred to a more strict cage.

what!

   It's all because of the incompetence of the stinky pirates!

   That **** could have fished himself out of the magic vortex before he was teleported away, and that **** Blake must have wanted to see it unlucky.

   Alas, the murlocs are really desperate to have such a captain on the stall.

  The helpless Pemberba could only sit back on the ground of the cage, and it has been trying hard to escape for the past two days.

   But it's too difficult. With the ignorant murloc's understanding of magic, it can't even understand the function of the magic cage in front of it, let alone destroy it from the inside.

Staying in this ghost cage, all items related to magic have been sealed, and his luggage has been taken away by a few elf wizards with thirsty eyes and eyes, and his salted fish hammer has been taken as a rare thing for research. .

   Damn!

  I was hollowed out!

  I have nothing now.

The little murloc frowned and propped his chin with his claws. Now he regrets why he is so lazy. He had planned to hide them in different murloc treasure piles when his wealth reached a certain level, but he was too tired. , resulting in no time to transfer wealth after being caught.

  I have become a pauper.

Ugh.

   The unlucky little murloc sighed for the twenty-third time.

   It plans to just lie down in the cage and sleep, waiting for the stinky pirate to save itself. He has a talent for treasure hunting, so that greedy pirate shouldn't leave him behind, right?

"Snapped"

   Just as he was yawning and preparing to go to sleep, a soft sound suddenly sounded outside the cage, startling him.

  The murloc jumped up grabbing his spear, and looked forward vigilantly. It immediately widened its eyes, as if seeing something horrible.

   Right in front of it, the strange sculpture originally listed in the cage is moving its claws, and the **** stone statue is actually "alive"! And it's still winking at itself.

   What a hell!

   The little fishman rubbed his eyes with his claws. He wondered if he had been under too much pressure and hallucinations in the past two days, but the truth is the truth.

  It watched the weird "bird-man sculpture" moving and silently walking to its cage like a living person. The latter looked left and right and said to it in a weird human language:

   "The Count of Sin Eater asked me to say hello to you, Murloc, he asked me to tell you that your task of lurking here has been assigned, and you can go now!

   Destroy this place and give the Nightborne a chance to break into the Sunwell. "

   "Huh?"

   The little fishman scratched his head and looked at the statue in front of him in shock.

   It probably guessed who the "Sinner Count" in the mouth of the stone man was, but it felt that the stinky pirate must be crazy! To actually entrust such a thing to yourself as a murloc?

   Hey, stinky pirate, have you misunderstood my strength? Just pick any Phoenix Mage here and you can hammer me, okay? Also, why am I being ordered to lurk here?

   Oh, after a long time, you really did deliberately let me be caught by these **** elves, right?

Hello!

   You even use my cute murloc!

  You scum pirate is really helpless!

   The little murloc waved his claws irritably, shouting in rebuttal, but unfortunately, the stone-born assassin who just learned to speak the local language has no language talent, and she can't understand the little murloc's complaints at all.

   just took a few steps back, made a "be careful" action to the murloc, and then slashed at the mana cage in front of him with his strong and sharp claws like a sharp blade.

  These stone-born assassins use anima as their power. Their power system is completely different from the rules of the material world. They are not restricted by the rules of magic, which makes these guys generally have the characteristics of "breaking the law".

   After slashing three times in a row, a head-sized gap appeared in the Mana Cage, allowing the murloc to get up from it.

   But this big news also immediately alerted the cage manager today.

   Just now, the female elf apprentice who thought the little murloc was cute grabbed her wand and rushed out in panic, just in time to see the little murloc falling on the ground and moving her body.

   The little fish at this moment is just as cute as before.

   But when it turned around, it imitated Blake's posture and showed a cold murloc smile to the female elf.

   This smile made the female elf feel a chill in her heart, and she immediately realized that this seemingly harmless murloc was not without reason for being imprisoned here.

   But unfortunately, it's too late.

   The little fishman's smile is just a target to attract her attention, and the real crisis comes from behind.

  The stone-born assassin quietly descended from the sky, and in the slash with his wings folded, he hit the elf apprentice who was about to escape with an X-shaped ruthless slash.

   The apprentice fell to the ground spurting blood from her back, and she felt that her vitality was rapidly draining.

   She crawled in her own blood pool with difficulty to escape, but behind her, the ruthless stoneborn claws turned over to reveal a strange and luxurious bird-wing dagger that was about to be ruthlessly stabbed.

   "Crack!"

  The little fish-man turned into a fish-headed bird and flew over, preventing the assassination of the stoneborn.

It landed in front of the seriously injured elf, and under the desperate gaze of the elf apprentice, he stretched out his claws and took off a bunch of keys from her waist, grabbed her chin, and roughly poured a bottle of expensive healing potion into it. in her mouth.

   The little fishman grinned, showing his sharp teeth, and patted the desperate female elf apprentice on the head with his claws, and croaked twice.

meaning is:

   "Don't be afraid, little girl, because you just said that this pirate is cute, so you saved your life. But just sleep here and don't interfere with my next work.

   With the hateful nature of a stinky pirate, if this work is not done well, I will not be able to go back. "

   (end of this chapter)