Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1789 15. It's broken, too much force, what should I do if the dean becomes a fool?

  The dark night after the storm has faded away, and the stars are shining on the earth again. Maybe the washing of the storm makes this night extra bright, like a coin that has been wiped with heart.

   But the land reflected under the night sky is desolate.

   The majestic city of Nar'Thalas amidst the stars, the city that Queen Azshara called the "Pearl of the Empire" several times was razed to the ground in a burst of titanic energy in just a few seconds.

What's worse is that the energy collision after the shattering of the tidal stone directly caused the damage and loss of control of the magic net under the land of Azsuna, and a series of big explosions caused it to destroy all the existence of the entire Azsuna that was close to the magic net. buildings.

Worst of all, the Highborne's thirst for magic caused their buildings to be near the leech nodes, so after Azshara unleashed his wrath against the traitors, the entire Azsuna returned to its original state overnight. barbaric times.

   There is no one alive on this earth.

   All beings that exist here are seen by Azshara as the object of their anger as their leader tries to save the empire from an already mad queen.

   He didn't even want to oppose the queen, just wanted to save the queen from that dangerous vision.

   This is the irony of Azsuna's tragedy.

  A prince who is obviously the most loyal magic prince, but is regarded as an unforgivable treason by the queen he is loyal to.

   "God"

   Under the starlight, Emperor Shaohao and the Monkey King flew over the ruins of Nar'Thalas City in frightened candle dragons.

  Although Blake has repeatedly emphasized that there is no life here, the benevolent emperor still cannot turn a blind eye to the disaster that happened in front of his eyes.

   He wanted to come here to see for himself, try to spot one or two people who were still alive and get them out.

But it turns out that when Queen Azshara's magic is applied to destruction, this power will be magnified to an extremely terrifying level. In fact, as the Black Prophet said, Shaohao flew back and forth several times in the ruins of the entire mountains. Circle, not a single survivor was found.

   Even skeletons are rare.

  The tidal stone shattered in this place, which directly led to the leakage of the Titan energy and melted the life here in an instant, leaving absolutely no bones.

   This scene is not scary to be honest, because there is no background of the tragic bones.

   But the city that was still gorgeous this morning has turned into a dead wall and ruins at this time, this terrible contrast still makes Emperor Shaohao feel a nameless anger in his heart.

   Azshara!

   How can this woman act so recklessly?

Although    these elves are arrogant, their loyalty to the queen is beyond words. Even if they have only been in contact with the upper elves for a short time, Shaohao can still confirm this.

   These are the loyal subjects of the queen, but that woman destroyed them so ruthlessly, everyone is an emperor, why can you be so cold-blooded?

   "Enough! That's enough!"

   Emperor Shaohao behind the candle dragon clenched his fists.

   He seemed to finally understand why Blake wanted to bring him here, and he gritted his teeth and said:

   "Whatever that mad woman wants to do, it must be stopped! This act is beyond the definition of madness."

  The Monkey King, who always likes to watch the lively scene, will also become addicted. This stubborn hozen king looks at the ruins in the city below, and he feels that his fur is upside down.

   As a demigod, he can feel that there are some gloomy things in the masonry of the ruins, they are like the malicious gathering of the city after being swallowed by disasters.

  They are breeding in the ruins.

   "This is not a good place, Shaohao idiot, let's go quickly."

  The Monkey King grinned and urged:

"Black idiot said that the mad queen put some kind of curse on this place, and we will be infected by the curse if we stay here. Hurry up and find the fragment of the stone and send it back to the ruins of the academy, I really don't want to be here. wait."

   "It's down there."

  Shaohao nodded silently. When the candle dragon flew back again, the emperor quickly discovered the shards of the Tidestone shining in the palace garden that had been bombed into a big pit.

   He stroked the candle dragon's horns, encouraging it to descend.

   Shaohao and the Monkey King jumped down several meters from the ground, but as soon as they landed, they felt the residual power stimulate their bodies like an electric shock.

   The closer you got to the Tidal Stone fragments, the more obvious the uncomfortable washout of that energy.

   is like invisible radiation, staying in this place for too long will definitely bring terrible sequelae to the body.

   "Quick! Quick, the power here is about to scorch my hair!"

  The Monkey King grinned and used his Staff of Fortune to pick up a hot shard and put it into a treasure chest made of Elemental Steel specially for them by Black.

   However, Shaohao hesitated and did not act, which made Hozen feel unhappy for a while. He jumped over to scold his good friend who didn't work, but at a glance, he saw the "thing" in front of Shaohao's eyes.

   Prince Farodis

   Precisely speaking, the spirit body that remained after Prince Pharodis was burnt out of his flesh and blood.

   With his level of life, it is impossible to survive the explosion of the Pillar of Creation at such a close distance, but his spiritual body remains amazingly intact.

The only explanation for this    is that it was Queen Azshara's intention.

   She didn't kill the elf coldly.

   On the contrary, she cursed him, asking him to exist in this ruined land as a sober spirit, feeling pain for everything he did as a ruthless punishment.

  This vicious method of punishment made Shaohao and the Monkey King feel a cold air from the soles of their feet hitting their foreheads at the same time. Is this something a human can do?

   "His Royal Highness? Can you hear me?"

   Shaohao suppressed the discomfort and squatted down, trying to wake up the spirit body that was kneeling in the ruins, but Prince Farodis would obviously be in an abnormal posture.

   He muttered to himself, unable to hear any calls from the outside world at all.

   "It's all my fault. It's my foolishness to offend the Queen, it's me to implicate my people. It's all my fault"

   Shaohao could hear Prince Farodis' spirit body repeating these words.

He and the Monkey King next to him glanced at each other, and both saw the helplessness and regret in each other's eyes. They no longer tried to wake up the prince, but quickly put the fragments of the Tide Stone into the box, and then put it It was brought back to the Magic Academy of Nar'Thalas, which was also completely destroyed by the explosion of the magic net.

The gorgeous academy was reduced to ruins overnight. By the time Shaohao arrived here, those students who died tragically had turned into spirits and walked back and forth in the academy in an unconscious posture. things before death.

   With their astral condition, they will dissipate quickly if no intervention is made.

   "Black idiot let's break this orb here."

  The Monkey King threw the box containing the fragments of the Tide Stone into the treasure trove deep in Dean Lanyue's office, which had been washed away by the gushing water.

   It took out a faint purple eyeball-shaped magic orb from its arms and threw it up and down, saying to Shaohao, who was beside him who was mourning the dead in the way of a pandaren:

   "But I always think this thing is evil, are we really going to do this?"

   "Break it."

  Shaohao was very decisive at this moment, the pandaren emperor whispered:

   "Look around, my friend, even if the situation is bad, where can it go? I believe that Blake's feelings for this place, he will not hurt these ghosts."

"All right."

  The Monkey King flicked his tail and threw the orb out of his hand.

   That thing shattered on the dimly lit wall of the dean's office, and an energy from the void blasted out like a shock wave, shrouding the ruins of the entire academy in an instant.

When Shaohao and the Monkey King walked out of the dean's room, they were surprised to see that all those dazed spirits seemed to have awakened their minds. Teacher Andrea, who had seen them once before, was holding a copy of the The torn roster shouted to the students lining up in front of him:

   "Class is coming soon! Why don't you poor students have your wands, uniforms and tome ready yet? I'll give you another ten minutes! Anyone who can't get their bearings gets ten credits for their end-of-year exams.

   You two!

   Where are your hats and wands? What weird fancy dress is this wearing? Also, why did you come out of the dean's room?

  Where is Dean Lanyue?

   The **** explosion of magic experiments has messed up this academy, and we need the Dean to come back and preside over the big picture! "

"Uh."

   Emperor Shaohao and the Monkey King looked at each other, the emperor shrugged and said:

   "The Dean has something to do. Before she left, she said that you will keep order in the academy for the time being, and she will be back soon."

   "Is that so?"

   Instructor Andrea nodded, ignoring Shaohao and the Monkey King, she looked left and right, and scolded again:

   "Where's that **** Nittier? Hiding in the dorm again playing games with her wand? What a shame! Call her over! Quick! I need her to be my administrative assistant.

   Give me peace!

   Get ready, it's time to start the class, the apprentices of Nar'Thalas Academy, this class will be very long. "

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   "How could she do this?"

   Arya Bluemoon, who escaped murder after being kidnapped by the bad student Black, is now slumped on the cliff with a blank face.

   she muttered to herself, completely lacking the demeanor that a great arcanist should have, just like a poor girl who was so strongly stimulated that she became autistic.

  Blake helplessly stretched out his hand and dangled it in front of her eyes, but Dean Lanyue's eyes didn't have any focus at all, which meant that her soul and mind had suffered a terrible impact.

"Ugh"

   Pirate sighed. He could guess that it would be more uncomfortable for the Dean to witness the destruction of his own academy than to kill her, but he did not expect the situation to be so bad.

   Damn!

   I've used too much force, and the dean has become an idiot. What should I do?

   Of course, Black is just complaining. If he can't even handle this as a Void God, he might as well just jump off the cliff and commit suicide.

   But what makes Blake feel strange is that Dean Lanyue is also an important supporting role in his story 10,000 years later.

   It stands to reason that changing her life will definitely bring a strong impact to Black's fate, but when the pirates are ready to withstand the backlash of fate, there is no movement at all.

   This shows that Black's one-pass operation did not change the life of Dean Lanyue, which made the Pirates relieved, but also felt that there was still a long way to go.

   We have to keep working hard.

Be sure to transfer Dean's obsession with himself to others, otherwise, Dean Lanyue is afraid to become the first demigod in the history of Azeroth to commit suicide because he couldn't get over the ethical barrier in his heart. Demon.

   That would be laughable and generous, family silver.

   With this thought in mind, Blake stretched out his finger and placed it on Dean's cold forehead. He closed his eyes and easily entered Dean Lanyue's very chaotic thoughts.

   He intends to carry out a "psychological intervention". Well, compared to the way that psychiatrists need to intervene through "talk therapy", Lord Silent's method is obviously more direct and effective.

He walked in the heart of Dean Lanyue's complete autism due to witnessing the disaster, waved his hands like playing with a Rubik's cube to temporarily suppress those painful memories, and projected the prosperous picture of Nartharas College 10,000 years later. Dean's mind.

Especially when he helped the relocation of Nar'Thalas Academy, a group photo of Dean Lanyue and the spiritual body teacher and the students was also released to show Miss Lanyue that the Na'thalas Academy that she cared about the most was actually not ruined by this disaster.

  Although all teachers and students died once.

   But in the words of Dean Lanyue, for pure spellcasters, flesh and blood are just useless things that hinder their search for truth.

   If an arcanist is afraid of death, how dare he put down his rhetoric to pursue the truth of arcane magic?

   Facts have proved that the pirate Your Excellency's psychotherapy effect is outstanding. In just a few seconds, when he retracted his thoughts, Dean Lanyue has recovered from the "fool" state.

   She wiped her tears, stood up, walked quickly to the edge of the cliff, looked at the miserable ruins of Narthalas Academy in the night below with complicated eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

   "So, after my business is done, I have to come back here and die here, right?"

   "Yes, but I don't think it's a sad ending for you."

  Black stood behind the Dean, put his hand on her trembling shoulder, and said softly:

   "If there is one thing that can transcend the separation of death, it must be the pursuit of ideals and always being with those you care about and love.

  You are the dean and mentor of Narsalas College.

  You are our eternal dean.

   The story of you and the Academy is not over, it is not even the beginning of the end, on the contrary, it is just the end of the beginning. I guess you have a lot to say to Queen Azshara right now

very good.

  Retain this anger, suppress this hatred, and at the right time, you will find an opportunity to unleash it all.

   But before that, you need to find an organization, one as determined as you are to overthrow Azshara's tyranny and defend the world against the invasion of otherworldly demons.

   Fortunately, I will help you find those like-minded partners. "

"Um."

   Dean Lanyue nodded, and Blake was relieved. He turned around and planned to let the little murlocs pack their things. They were going to leave this disaster land and head towards Suramar.

   But the moment Black turned around, Dean Lan Yue grabbed his wrist from behind.

   Dean buried her weakest posture behind Black's back with tears in her eyes. She tightly grasped the scum pirate whose complexion had changed slightly, and said in a low voice:

   "But now I only have you, Blake. You are the only disciple I have left in this era. You saved me. You gave me a chance to get justice from Azshara.

  My disciple, you will walk this distance with me, right? Do you want me to call you a mentor? Will this make you more attentive to help me? "

   The dean bit his lip and said in a low voice:

   "Then, mentor, please, help me"

   "My God!"

  Blake reached out and patted his eyes desperately.

   He finally knew why he didn't suffer the backlash from fate, **** it!

  My own one-pass operation not only did not change the dean's obsession, but deepened it!

Dry!

   Can't go on like this.

  You must find Kurtalos Ravencrest quickly, or everything will be lost. Ah, he knew that someday his **** charm would cause him terrible trouble.

   (end of this chapter)