Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 333 42. Freshman Admission · Clothing Representative Attitude

   Naga attack is not a big problem.

  Especially in the face of a ghost ship and brave ghost sailors, these deep-sea soft-skin snakes, who were howling and pounced, dropped a dozen corpses and fled in a hurry.

The   naga are powerful, but while their bodies are contorted into this cursed state, their glory and discipline as Highborne are gone.

  In the absence of a sea witch or an Overseer to supervise the battle, these lower-level Naga are easily disintegrated when they suffer a head-on blow.

   But the road ahead was not so smooth.

  According to the map of the ancestor turtle, Nora, the large ruins of buildings where the Nathalas School of Magic is located, including the entire lakeside of the inner lake in Azsuna, has become a battlefield for several forces to fight.

  The Naga chased the Turtle Man.

  The proto-tortoise hid in the territory of the local elf ghost, so the Naga attacked Faronaar's ghost.

   Ghosts are not vegetarians either.

   Although they died 10,000 years ago, they died abnormally. Their bodies were gone, but their souls were still cursed and bound to the earth.

   They are still the same as 10,000 years ago, guarding the city that has been turned into ruins.

  These Highborne were once the most combative legions of Prince Farondis, with spellcasters, soldiers and hunters, and even ghost hippogryph knights.

   After being attacked by Naga, he immediately launched a sharp counterattack.

  I won't give up an inch of land, and I will compete with the Naga in the ruins everywhere. They will not die. If the ghost is broken, it will be reborn in other places. It is natural and brave to fight.

  Naga was driven out of the ruins at one point.

   But the deep-sea soft-skinned snakes are almost the most vengeful species in the whole of Azeroth, and they quickly made a comeback, bringing a large number of murlocs and sea giants to fight.

  The nightborn exiles in the ruins of the north are also collecting magical items around the battlefield. They attack both sides and **** treasures, which further exacerbates the chaos.

   On the contrary, the ancestor turtles who caused all this are still staying in their own camp.

   "So you are the broom stars, and you will cause chaos wherever you go."

   In the camp of the ancestor turtles, Black rudely accused the ancestor turtles in front of him. He would wear a dark red robe of unknown origin, and he also had a pretentious dominance staff in his hand.

   Through the eyes of Kilrogg, observing the chaotic battlefield in all directions of the ruins, he said with a headache:

   "I'm still planning to do something in Azsuna, but look at the current situation in the ruins, thousands of Naga and thousands of ghosts are surrounding this ruined place and they're going to knock out the dog's brain.

   I can't even throw a splash of water when I throw a few people in. "

   "It wasn't that we provoked the two sides to fight, it was the Naga who chased and killed us first."

   The ancestor turtle sage Nora didn't want to explain too much.

  These cunning tortoise-men have set up camp on the lands of the ghosts of Faronaar, and have no good intentions. But since they don't do this, they will easily be wiped out by the vicious Naga, so there is no reason to reprimand them.

   "dududu"

   There was a loud noise in the sky, Blake looked up, and saw a dozen goblin rotorcraft blowing black smoke, sending the group he asked for here.

   These noisy aircraft caught Naga's attention when they flew over.

   Several harpoon guns placed above the ruins attacked them, and the foxes who flew the planes were not afraid, and flew over there and dropped a few goblin bombs.

   Overturned the small firepower point and the dozen or so Naga bombers inside.

   A nearby high-level elf ghost team also seized the opportunity, rushed up in a wave, and planted their tattered flag on the commanding heights.

   attracted cheers from the ghosts.

   These ghosts who have been bound in Azsuna for 10,000 years will all learn to bark at leisure. There will be a Naga fight, and they are all elated, just like playing a war game.

   There are also some noble ghosts who are not afraid of death and are idle, and simply bring their servants and build a "viewing platform" on the mountain not far away to watch the soldiers and soft-skinned snakes fight each other.

   "What a good soldier, it's all mine!"

  Black finished scolding the provocative Ancestral Turtle, and looked at the ghostly ghosts of the Faronaar upper elves with a greedy look.

   If the Nagfar were all such soldiers fighting for him, as long as a thousand soldiers, he would have the confidence to defeat a Kul Tiras battleship head-on in a small-scale maritime conflict.

   But that's all for the future.

  The aircraft brought over the captains and doglegs of the pirates, and Blake turned around and tapped the number of people, and said to the people in front of him:

   "The casters are all out, and the rest are divided into two groups. I have something to arrange."

The voice of    fell, and the orc warlock Evil Eye took a step forward, followed by the giant magician Zarak, and the skinny boy Kanrisad, plus Natalie, the ship doctor who was sitting on the side, wearing a priest's robe and sulking.

   These are the casters that Black can trust.

   is really shabby.

   A large fleet with just a few spellcasters.

   Of course there is an Archmage ghost on the Nagfar, but he can't get too far from the ghost ship. As for the captured Nightborn spellcasters on the Alpaca, Black still didn't trust them, and couldn't be counted as his own at all.

  The Faldorei spider-elves who have surrendered also have the ability to cast spells.

   But their appearance is too embarrassing, they are not human at first glance, and they will definitely not accept them from the Nathalas School of Magic.

   "Hey, Captain, why do you have a slap print on your face?"

   The Orc Warlock discovered the blind spot, and when he saw the red handprint on Black's cheek, he cursed with righteous indignation:

   "Who is it! Who dares to hurt my great captain! Loyal I must show him good looks!"

   "cough cough"

  Blake coughed in embarrassment, secretly looked at Natalie with a cold face next to him, and recalled the incident of peeking at people changing clothes just now.

   Say good or bad!

   But unfortunately his eyes did not follow his orders.

   What is the use of these disobedient eyes? Dig another day! Just happened to find a few demon hunters in Azsuna to see if they could get a legendary class or something.

   "Whatever, go change clothes!"

  The pirate changed the subject bluntly and said to the casters in front of him:

   "I'll take you to a good place in a moment. Everyone else, listen, Eudora will drive the Alpaca to the deserted temple bay to the south, drop anchor there, and use it as a base of operations."

"Oh well."

  The little foxman captain with a pirate eyepatch raised his chest, gave Black a military salute, and accepted the order.

   "Maim took two boats to the north, where there is the Ruins of the Nightborne, there are many Nightborne exiles, I will send you a guide, you go there to investigate the situation first.

   Grab some if you can.

   If you can't catch it, build a temporary camp first and wait for others to support it. "

  Black gave another order to the heavily armored orc Maim.

   Maim clenched his fists and thumped his breastplate, indicating that he accepted the order.

   "And then you, Captain Anne."

  Black finally looked at the leader of the North Sea fanatics, Anne Bonn, who was wearing a red pirate trench coat and a black eyepatch, pointed to the old pirate's guide, and said:

   "You take your people to the south and follow the coastline. There are also several elven ruins there. According to the turtle people, there are nightborns secretly making golems using the magic left over from the magic net.

   Your mission is to **** those golems! "

   The big bad commander made a **** gesture and said to the old seal Annie:

   "I send you the Faldorei, the ship of Grayson, the undead knights of Artumen, and the Nagfar and my personal guards with you.

   My housekeeper Moros and my troubadour, the Great Bad Wolf, will also assist you.

  I'll give you five days to take all those Shaldorei golems from me! After that, go all the way north to support Maim's looting operation.

   I heard that there was a Prince of the Nightborn in the ruins, and I captured him alive. "

"no problem."

  Annie boldly bit open a bottle of wine, took a sip into her mouth, patted her chest and said to the commander:

   "Snatch stuff, we Beihai fanatics are the best! With so much support, if we can't get it in five days, I'll give up the captain's position."

   "Then do something, go now."

  Black akimbo, leaning on his staff, said to the captains:

   "When I come back from my 'study' at Nar'Thalas Academy of Magic, if all goes well, we won't have to sneak around in the endless sea in the future.

   The good times that belong to us are coming soon.

  Go and do things. "

   Encouraged so much, and watched the captains turn into wobbly goblin gyroplanes and fly away to the coast. Blake turned around and looked at the three people behind him who had changed their robes.

  Zarak is the tallest, the evil eye is bowed, and the little warlock is the shortest, so they are arranged in order of size, which is quite layered.

   They are all wearing extremely fine robes, all of which are loot from repeated looting, but how strange the robes on the giant magician look.

   "How do you wear women's clothes? You are so flamboyant."

  Blake spit out:

   "It's still so tasteless. At first glance, it is only worn by the Shaldorei elves, and I don't know if I can find someone to change it. You are not ashamed, but I still feel ashamed."

   "No way, Captain, I'm too tall."

  The troll Zarak also felt helpless.

   The straight-backed troll looked at the lady's robe on his body melancholy, he sighed and said:

"I wear human robes like skirts, and only the robes of elves can barely cover their legs. This thing is of good quality. I asked Eudora to sew it for me with needles and threads, and sew all the robes with bare legs. Living.

  Women's style, it's better than nothing.

   Again, why should we change our robes? Captain, I'm not doubting your dark wisdom, it's just that"

   "You know shit."

  Blake threw a vulgar remark, and he swore to say:

   "To learn advanced magic, attitude is very important. Teachers like good students. Clothing represents your attitude when you enter school. Hey, this is for you."

  The pirates threw the Orb of Fraud to Zalak, and threatened:

   "The magic academy is full of high-level elves. They hate trolls the most. You'd better keep a low profile. If they discover your disguise, they will probably swallow you alive.

   But those elves were also cursed.

  The brain is not very normal, as long as you hide it better, it will not be a problem. "

After finishing speaking, he adjusted his sinister Corruptor's robe, and put the full-coverage hood on his head. He glanced back at the most conspicuous huge ruin in the ruins of Neihu, and waved to the three men and one woman behind him. waved his hand and said:

   "Elbow, let's go to school."

—

   "What? Five spellcasters to apply for admission?"

   In the headmaster's office of the Na'Thalas School of Magic, on the damp and dark floor that was half-collapsed and filled with water, behind a desk that had been rotten.

   Dean Aria Lanyue pushed her rimless crystal glasses suspiciously.

   She looked at the teacher Deriana in front of her and asked:

   "How long have we been without a freshman?"

   "Well, one thousand and three months, six months and thirteen days."

   The ghostly female teacher wearing a robe in front of her replied seriously:

   "Although every month, admission letters are sent to the cities under the Queen's rule, but I don't know what happened, and I haven't received a reply for 10,000 years.

   Dean, do you accept these five freshmen? "

   "How about their foundation?"

   Dean Lanyue took off his glasses with a pair of high-level spellcasters' subtlety, summoned a ball of arcane magic to wipe it in his hands, and said:

   "Although there have been no new students for a long time, the tutors are very anxious.

   But after all, Nar'Thalas Academy is the cradle of the best and best spellcasters in the entire empire. We have trained seven magic princes for Her Majesty, with a long history and excellent style.

   We do not accept everyone. "

   "I observed it, Dean."

   Mentor Deriana immediately said:

   "Everyone has the basics of spellcasting, especially the female student, she is good at the very rare holy light and shadow magic, and she has found a delicate balance and is very talented.

   The other four men were close to each other. Although they could use magic, their basics were in a mess.

   But how should I put it, the attitude is very correct, everyone brought their own robes, and they all expressed their sincere willingness to learn to me, saying that they came here because of their fame.

   is barely a rotten tree that can be taught.

   is that they look a little strange.

   He has no ears, his skin is not white, he is a little short, and he claims to be a human, but I have never heard of such a race in the elf empire. "

   "We didn't see any strange pandaren until the Pandaren Empire sent an envoy to visit Azsali Xin."

   Dean Lanyue thought for a few seconds, then she stood up and stretched out her illusory ghost body, not paying any attention to the surrounding environment of the dean's office like a tomb.

   She made a decision in high spirits and said:

   "Maybe it's a small race.

  As long as they are not disgusting trolls, they are all loyal subjects of Queen Azshara. Let the administrator and the dormitory chief, Fairrich, handle the admission procedures for them.

   Ah, the long boring wait is finally over.

   Finally, there are new students enrolled. In order to ensure the quality of teaching, I have to prepare a study plan for them. Of course, exam papers and homework are required. "

   (end of this chapter)