Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1525 158. The stone descendants are super degenerated! —Add [1225]

   As we all know, craftsmen need an undisturbed environment when working, so Blake generously gave up his office decorated with many "personal characteristics" to leave a great working environment for Dafan.

   But after leaving, the pirates realized a problem with hindsight.

   "Well, I hope the skull collection I keep in my office doesn't scare him."

  The pirate walked in the teaching area of ​​the Warlock School of Nar'Thalas College with a pipe in his mouth, thinking:

   "One of the skulls doesn't seem to be "good" these days, but with General Carl watching, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Van Cleef is the best stonemason I can find. If he can't complete the carvings required for the birth of the Stoneborn, then the emperor's idea of ​​​​deriving the Stoneborn in the material world has to be left to the Scourge to slowly accumulate skills. . "

  Blake shrugged, and from his relaxed look, he knew that he was very curious about what Van Cleef would come up with in a few hours, but he didn't have much desire and demand.

   Degraded versions of the Stoneborn might be great as consumables, but for Black's fighting style, whether these guys can be born now has little impact on his current power.

   With such a mood, Blake strolled through several classrooms.

   With a pipe in his mouth, like the head teacher who inspected, he always appeared quietly by the window of the classroom, looking at the students in the classroom who were fishing in class with a stern look.

   often startle each other in a certain look.

   But pirates are a malicious way of playing to advance this matter, and he doesn't really care about the future development of these warlock apprentices.

   This line of business is not an industry where you will definitely achieve success if you work hard. Masters rely on talent and diligence, but warlocks. Maybe it depends on luck and tenacious vitality?

   "What are you doing here if you don't go to the peer-review of papers submitted by spellcasters?"

Just as Blake was happily imitating the "behavior of the head teacher", a nasty voice sounded beside him, the pirate looked back, the marble floor was spinning with quicksand, and soon the body of the enlightenment master, Uncle Saqir was formed. shape.

   During this period of time, Black had been running outside and did not pay too much attention to the "career" of Uncle Thacher's. When he appeared this time, the pirates suddenly discovered that Uncle Thacher had actually changed his body.

  Although the head still looks like a luxurious burning skull adorned with various colored gems, and there are also flames of fel energy and shadows burning at the connection between the neck and the body, but the body that carries this skull is obviously younger and more energetic than the original one.

   "Tsk tsk, this is 'fresh'?"

  The pirates circled around the "new clothes" of Uncle Thacher several times, and then said in amazement:

   "Where did you get the draenei legendary spellcaster? Will Velen just ignore it? Let you consume the draenei's precious population resources like this?"

   "Why does he care about me?"

   Old Master Thakiel was leaning on the scythe of Ursales Deadwind Reaper, and he replied in a arrogant manner:

   "Vellen can also show his prestige in front of young people, and when facing me, a big man of his generation, he will take the initiative to say hello to me.

   Besides, I didn't just find this stronger body casually. I made a special trip to the ruins of Sha'tar in Draenor, where I dug up the remains of Othar, a traitor to the Council of Bishops.

  What a pity, that idiot was one of my best students. After following Velen across the stars, he couldn't resist his fear and desire for power and chose to join the Burning Legion.

   His fel-infiltrated body is just right for a powerful warlock like me. "

   Having said that, Thacher looked left and right, and suddenly lowered his voice and said to Black:

   "I just entered the induction period of the Great Wizard Magic Salon not long ago, and I don't know who is reviewing my research paper on the comparison of the magical power of Argus and Azeroth.

   Blue Moon's upright temperament really gives me a headache. I have no friendship with Merry Winterwind. Kel'Thuzad is also said to be a member of the reviewers, but that guy is only interested in corpses and cats.

   All I can count on is you, Blake.

   Come and participate in your work, and open the door for me. "

   Mr. Thakiel gave a strange and evil laugh, and he stretched his voice and said:

"In the 30,000 years when I was dead and crazy, I rarely had such a strong desire for an organization, but I have witnessed the power of the Legion with my own eyes. I have to admit that this magical organization composed of pure researchers, It is indeed the most powerful system I have ever seen.

   I am eager to be part of it, eager to flip through the invaluable knowledge that will bring me closer to the Fel Force.

   You must help me! "

   "Hey, you are also the helm of the Argus Mystery Academy, so you have some confidence in your academic knowledge, okay?"

  Black squinted his eyes and said:

   "Do you think you are a parallel importer?"

   "Of course I'm not!"

  Thakir sneered twice, pointed to his head again, and said:

   "But I've been crazy for 30,000 years, my dear Blake, and my brain may have a little 'little opinion' about what I think of myself.

   I haven't done formal research in 30,000 years.

  You just do it well, and forgive me for being an immortal old man with a poor brain. "

   "Okay, you've already said this, if I don't do it again, I won't be able to explain it."

  The pirate nodded eagerly, but he rolled his eyes and said:

   "But I can't help this in vain, can I? You know, I'm going to Argus with a group of guardians soon. Don't you want to go back home and see?

  The ruins of McLaren's Mystery Palace are still there. I saw it in the dream of prophecy, and many of its facilities are still in operation. And I can't find anyone more familiar there than you.

   I mean, as the current leader of the Warlock School, don't you want to find another Warlock Holy Land for our school that belongs to us?

And the world relic of Argus, the Crown of the Ruler, we have found the Mark of Enlightenment, the Eye of the Prophet is in Velen's hands, and as far as I know, the crown of knowledge that belongs to Kil'jaeden is still there on earth.

   I may not have time to look for it, but you can do it for me. "

   Black snorted and glanced at the classroom next to him and the apprentices who were working hard to learn the knowledge of warlocks, he said:

   "Who doesn't want his own school to have a few more sacred relics? Are you right?"

   "Ah, what a terrible request, but I'll grant you."

  Thakir gave a strange laugh, he said:

"Let me know when you're leaving, I'll be with you on the path of the stars in Argus, and Archimonde had better be there, I can't wait to have a good 'chat' with my students .

   About the past grudges, about the past betrayals, about that despicable assassination and the pain that he imprisoned my soul for 30,000 years, these blood debts, I want to clear up with him one by one. "

   After finishing speaking, the old man gave Blake a very elegant farewell etiquette, and turned into quicksand and disappeared in place.

   "This guy's madness is getting worse."

  The pirate touched his head and felt that this was probably the point of no return for all warlocks.

   Sanity is only the process, madness is the result.

  Tsk tsk, considering that I’m also a warlock, it’s really scary to think about.

   He grinned, raised Sargeras' scepter, tapped it on the ground, and teleported himself from the Warlock School's teaching building to the Psychic School's laboratory.

  Kel'Thuzad was stroking the cat without any distractions. He didn't say anything when he saw Blake coming, just nodded to him coldly, then pointed to the stack of papers on the table, and said:

"That's your job. You have to reply to each paper within seven days and stamp your personal seal. I have deliberately selected papers related to fel energy, void and demons. That's your area of ​​expertise. ."

"very good."

  Black picked up the stack of papers, greeted Mr. Bigworth who was lying on the table and meowing at him, and said to Kel'Thuzad:

   "I heard you guys are working on obsidian structures recently?"

"Um."

  Lich Xiaoke was all about his beloved cat at this time. He brushed the cute kitten and said without looking back:

   "The Abu Bisas and obsidian statues found in the Silithus desert have the potential to become psychic creations, and we are analyzing and trying to shape new structures with psychic methods.

The    project of flesh and blood puppets is also advancing, but now that the whole world is at peace, it is difficult for us to find enough corpses for in-depth research. "

   "I heard you created hatred?"

  Blake suddenly said something, which made Xiaoke's eyes jump, and the lich turned a hundred and eighty degrees and said:

   "This is top-secret news! The battle test of the first Abomination Construct hasn't ended yet, where did you find out?"

   Pirate shrugged and said:

   "Don't ask so much, I just send you an 'acquisition offer' for His Majesty the Lich King, my dear Kel'Thuzad, His Majesty the Lich King is very interested in this powerful war creature.

   He hopes to get all the drawings and knowledge about the manufacture of abominations, and he will pay a considerable amount of money for it, such as enough research materials for corpses.

  Speaking of which, do you want to dissect the nerubians? "

   "I'm going to think about it, and this will have to wait until the combat test of the Abomination Prototype is complete."

   Kel'Thuzad replied indifferently:

   "The power of death has become very active recently, and my connection with Maldroxus has also become vivid and real. The teaching from the Secret Academy of Creation has opened my eyes.

   Maybe I can imitate those psychic masters to create my 'God of War'.

   That will be my next research topic. "

   "Another water paper, I understand I understand."

  Blake blinked, pointed to his head and said:

   "Actually, I have several blueprints for constructs directly from Maldroxus, such as Treasure Ghoul, Potions Devourer, Healing Construct, and several abominations with different functions.

   This is sure to be an excellent help for your experiments.

Do you want to? "

  Kel'Thuzad was obviously moved. He glanced at Black and said:

   "What am I going to pay?"

"follow me."

The pirate snapped his fingers and said to Kel'Thuzad:

   "Don't wear your mouth for a while, just put on your eyes and ears. I need you to keep everything you see next, okay?"

The   lich nodded coldly, hugged his cat and followed the pirates out of the laboratory.

  Black generously took the time to write down the knowledge about Maldraxxus' abomination constructs in his memory on the scroll and handed it to Kel'Thuzad, and discussed with him the functions of these constructs.

   After five hours, he pushed open the door of his office with a cold lich.

   A huge swathe of stone chips came in front of him, dusting the pirate's "luxurious" office, but Blake didn't care.

   He looked in front of him. Dafan, who was covered in stone chips, was shirtless, no longer paying attention to his scarred body. With the spirit of a craftsman, he was carefully finishing his works.

   I have to say, the skill of this genius mason is really superb.

   Five hours is estimated to be a rough outline for other masons, but Dafan even completed the "refinement" of the carvings.

   The only regret is that although Blake found a "model" for him, the stone statue carved by Dafan is completely different from the stone-born assassin who is the "model".

  The big rock in front of Dafan was shaped into a bat-winged, slender creature with claws and horns, but its face was not as delicate and artistic as the stone-born assassin.

   It looks like a humanoid bat from a distance.

   Van Cleef also used obsidian to make shiny eyes and sharp teeth.

   That thing squatted on the stone base, posing as a guard, much like the stone guards occasionally made by spellcasters, and its shape imitated the appearance of the "drip-billed beast" placed around the top of the Church of the Holy Light.

   "Alas, time is too short."

   VanCleef shrugged helplessly when he saw Black coming back, put away the carving tools, he looked at his work, and at the stone-born assassin as a reference.

   He thought the work was utterly rotten.

   Not to mention imitating the imposing manner of the exquisite stone statue in front of him, and even imitating the appearance was very bad, he felt ashamed in front of the big gold master.

   But Blake thought it was great.

   He circled Dafan's stone sculpture a few times, nodded in satisfaction, and then reached out and snapped his fingers.

   Under the astonished gazes of Dafan and Kel'Thuzad, the stone-born assassin who was the "model" blinked and moved his body to come to life from the stone statue state.

  The lich is good to say, he has a lot of knowledge.

   But Dafan himself was terrified.

   He didn't expect that the perfect sculpture in front of him was actually a "living creature", and as the window was opened, General Carl, who was hiding in the air, also flapped his wings and landed in the office.

"How about it?"

  The pirate turned her head and asked General Carl, who looked at Dafan's work with a very critical look, and said in a strangely accented human language:

   "Generally speaking, compared to the skill of the master stonesmith, it is like the mud that children pinch at random. It does not restore the supreme elegance of our stone descendants at all, and even the charm is imitated very badly.

Works like    will be treated as defective products in my hometown, and even those lowly mud servants and stone spirits will laugh at it. "

   "You compare the skill of a powerful demigod to my mason friend?"

   Blackla said in a long voice:

"Have you been drinking too much energy recently and your brain has been flooded? Can you speak well? I know that you were born in the stubborn stone army and were carved by the stone forger. Therefore, you have a noble bloodline and a very high vision, but please talk about it a little bit. .

   I think this thing is already very good, it represents the highest craftsmanship of the stone carvers in Azeroth, you can despise Dafan's strength, but you can't deny his skill in eating. "

  “嘁”

   The very character General Carl pouted.

   She no longer complained about Dafan's bad skills, but stepped forward, took out a mass of blood-colored anima from the Stoneborn backpack that could store anima, and slapped it on the stone sculpture carved by Dafan.

A few seconds later, with the sound of clattering, Dafan's round eyes watched, and the water-billed beast, which he had spent five hours carving out, moved its arms and wings clumsily on the rock base, and then moved again. He blinked, as if alive.

  It moved its head and sniffed like a wild beast. Finally, its eyes locked on itself, came over like a puppy, and rubbed its sturdy head on Dafan's arm very intimately.

   This action is full of the creator's goodwill towards the creator, but Dafan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move at all.

"good."

  General Carl saw this scene and turned back to Black and said:

   "This mason's work imbued with his craftsmanship, allowing it to be awakened by anima to become a tribe of stoneborn, but I refuse to admit that such an ugly and weak thing is my country!

   It is at most an alienated stone spirit, and its combat effectiveness is also very poor. "

   "But it does meet the requirements of you and the adult, right?"

  The pirate squeezed his eyes and said:

"The reproduction of the stoneborn in the material world is on track, and I have decided to leave this work to my dear Dafan, and as a follower of Maldraxxus, Kel'Thuzad will oversee the process, brother. It will inevitably rise as a result.

   What do you say? "

   (end of this chapter)