Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 343 52. Don't! Dean

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   Just after midnight, the student dormitory at Narsalas College was quiet.

  The drowning dormitory administrator, Fairridge with a gloomy face, was carrying his pale lamp and his drowning cat with a terrifying posture to patrol the student dormitory.

   As an administrator who has performed his duties for more than 10,000 years, Fairridge has little love for his job.

   He had already submitted an application to the officials of the elven city of Faronaar in Azsuna to leave the boring Academy of Nar'Thalas and find a new job elsewhere.

   But I don’t know what happened. The application has been sent out for 10,000 years, but there has been no response.

   When did the efficiency of imperial officials become so bad?

  As an experienced dormitory administrator, Fairridge knows very well that most of the students will obey the rules, but at night, there are always some troublemakers who like to leave the dormitory and hang out.

  It's all to blame for those **** "Academic anecdotes", making restless students always like to go out to find the legendary ghosts at the bottom of the lake, or strange things like crying ghosts.

   But there are no ghosts in this world!

   These talented people who came to the academy from all over the empire to learn arcane magic actually didn't know as much as a poor administrator of their own.

"Meow"

  Fairridge's drowning, terrifying ghost cat made an unpleasant cry in the dark, causing the self-pity administrator to stop immediately.

  In this dead silent night of the academy, he raised the lamp in his hand outwards. Under the dim light, he vaguely saw something moving in the empty ring-shaped classroom in front of him.

   "It's those tumultuous students doing it again!"

   The administrator cursed, took out his old wand from his waist, threw an invisibility technique on him, and walked lightly towards the classroom in front of him.

   He wants to scare the bad students.

   By the way, take a peek at what they are doing, as far as Fairridge knows, although students are not allowed to fall in love in the college, there are always a few couples in private, maybe. Hehe

  Single dog administrator with some kind of bad heart, secretly lying outside the door of the classroom at night, poking inside to look inside.

   Then he was disappointed to find that it was a tall guy squatting in the corner of the classroom, fetching the magic book from the decayed bookshelf, as well as some teaching tools that were placed there.

   There is also a bag at the guy's feet, which has already packed a lot of things.

   "It's a thief!"

   The administrator, Fairridge, immediately understood, but also felt stimulated in his heart. In the past ten thousand years, there has been no such vicious incident in the academy, and at most a few robes have been lost.

  I didn't expect this big event to happen to him tonight.

   As long as this thief is caught and taken to the dean, if you have credit, you may be able to apply to leave the academy and find a new job in Farona.

   "You're a student in that dorm! Why are you stealing here!"

  Fairridge pushed open the door of the classroom, held up the lamp, and yelled loudly. The drowning cat at his feet also made a shrill sound to scare the thief.

   But the thief was not afraid at all, on the contrary, after being discovered, the guy stretched his tone, let out a weird laugh, and drew a twisted blue short knife from his waist.

   He turned around and used the lamp in Fairridge's hand to show the guy's gesture.

   is a little taller than the average elf, with slender ears, but an ugly hooked nose on his face, and exposed fangs on both sides of his grin.

   Queen Azshara is here!

   This is a savage troll!

   "Hey, since you found out, there's nothing you can do."

   The brutal and terrifying troll in front of him put the short knife in his hand to his mouth very pervertedly, stuck out his tongue and licked it, and said in weird Salas language:

   "You're such an unlucky old man. When I meet my evil headhunter, I can only hunt your head away."

  The troll fiercely raised his knife and strode towards Fairridge.

   Thinking of the **** feud between trolls and elves, Fairridge had no doubts that the troll in front of him could definitely do the terrible things he said.

  The poor administrator felt a urge to urinate and backed away in fright.

   slipped and smashed the lamp in his hand to the ground. As the dim light went out, a scream rang out in the dead night of Nar'Thalas Academy.

"what!"

  The shrill scream was like a stone smashed into the water, and it quickly splashed ripples. The academy in the dormitory closest to the classroom heard Fairrich's cry and immediately rushed out of the dormitory to check.

   As a result, he saw that the dormitory administrator, who usually had a hateful expression on his face that no one owed him money, was staggering out leaning against the wall, and he stepped forward to ask.

   After hearing about a troll sneaking into the academy to steal things, the anger of a group of Highborne students was instantly ignited.

   Good guy.

Dirty trolls are just messing around in the wild forest. Now they dare to steal things into the academy. Although Azsuna has never lived without a troll clan, stealing things is stealing things. Who can bear this? ?

   Under the leadership of a group of senior students, several boys' dormitories were dispatched collectively to find the **** troll thief in the underground classroom.

   At first, they were still thinking of exploring and playing, but in the magic wand application classroom, they were encountering a sneak attack by the troll. After killing several students with evil magic, the exploration was officially upgraded to arrest.

   Hundreds of ghosts in the entire boys' dormitory were mobilized, and then the girls' dormitory was also mobilized. A large group of ghost ghosts grabbed their wands and surrounded the **** troll in the dark.

The    noise broke the silence of the entire student. With everyone's efforts, the cunning troll thief was forced to flee all the way into the boys' dormitory No. 13 in a panic.

   "Break the door!"

   "Kill it!"

   "Grab that troll and cut off his ears!"

  The menacing elves and ghosts were blocked outside the dormitory, and their usual gentleness and elegance were thrown into the clouds, each shouting and killing.

   The hatred between elves and trolls has a long history. Even these high-level elves who lived 10,000 years ago were unanimous when facing trolls, and they didn't say anything about etiquette.

   With the ferocity of these elves, under normal circumstances, the troll Zarak would have died properly tonight.

"boom"

   A dozen arcane missiles were smashed on the dormitory door, smashing the decaying wooden door to pieces.

  The menacing elves rushed into the dormitory, only to see the hateful troll facing them, with a hateful smile, open arms to greet them.

   "Tustin Dog!"

  The proud Zarak shouted out the mantra of the trolls.

   In the next second, the five demon gates behind him suddenly opened, and in a low howl, a dozen ferocious hellhounds rushed out of the dark green revolving door.

   Each hound is riding a few goblins behind, throwing fel arrows in front of him in the noise.

   There were also the demon guards who were commanded by Black's elite demon Clinflan, who also rushed out with ferocious weapons, and involuntarily slammed into the panicked elf students in front of them.

   You were so majestic when you went in just now, how embarrassing it would be to be kicked out.

  The students fled in all directions, and the demons chased behind them, making the already chaotic academy night even more chaotic. It stands to reason that under such circumstances, the tutors in the academy should also come forward.

   They are not these students with no combat experience. With the ability of high-level spellcasters, there is no problem in blocking these low-level demons.

   "You! Let me go!"

   At this moment in the mentor's dormitory, Ms. Deriana, the strict and indifferent upper-level elf mentor, was being cursed by weakness.

   A soul with heavy magic power draws magic, connects to her soul, and continuously draws her magic power.

   At the entrance of the dormitory, wearing a set of sorcerer robes, Kanrisad Eberlock, who was carrying Jordan's staff, held Gul'dan's skull in his left hand, and maintained soul extraction in his right hand.

   A large soul stone was suspended in front of him.

   This is the "warm little home" that Deliana is going to soon.

   In the Soul Stone suitcase on the little Warlock's belt, four or five such large Soul Stones have been loaded, and several other mentors have been captured by him by sneak attack and deception.

  Driana was the most difficult one. In order to trick her into letting her guard down, Kanrisad brought a set of magic papers and pretended to ask about the mysteries of magic.

   Ms. Deriana, who is rigorous in her studies, is really fooled. Although she is always a little angry when she is disturbed by students in her sleep, she is still very satisfied when she sees this talented first-year freshman taking the initiative to study and ask for advice at night.

   As a result, he was attacked.

   "You bad student."

  In the difficult weakness and constant magic power extraction, Ms. Deriana's struggle became weaker and weaker. She was a ghost, although she could still use magic.

   But the resistance to magic is much weaker than before, plus the little warlock has a big killer like Gul'dan's skull in his hand.

   "I'm sorry, Mentor Deriana, but this is for your own good. The captain has made a decision that the past of Nar'Thalas Academy will end tonight.

   I come by his orders, and invite you to join in a great reformation.

   This academy will return to greatness.

  You great educators who were buried in history will also burst out with supreme glory. "

   The hoarse voice sounded from under Kanrisadella's low hood, with a hint of guilt, but the magic power in his hand did not relax at all.

   "Sleep, elves, when you wake up, you will see a new world"

   The skinny boy said high-sounding words, and the magic power in his hand was a little more heavy.

   With a miserable cry, Ms. Deriana's spiritual body collapsed, turning into a ray of white light and being absorbed into the soul stone in front of the little warlock.

He reached out and took the Soul Stone in his hand, stroked the slightly trembling surface, nodded with satisfaction, and in the dormitory in front of him, took a few pieces of Deliana's favorite things and put them on, and then came to the next teacher. dormitory.

The    inscription on the door indicates that this is the dormitory of Mentor Nitiel.

   The little warlock will have heard the roar of the demons and the screams of the students from outside, and Zarak has already activated it.

   Can't wait any longer.

   He pushed open the wooden door in front of him, only to see something shocking and incredible as a young man.

   "Teacher Nittier! Why did you put your wand in your... ah, I get it. Don't do weird things with your wand! You taught us that, you bad teacher!"

"Roar"

   A loud noise erupted at this moment, just in front of the basement classroom of Nar'Thalas Academy, in the large ring with the broken dome, a terrifying demon like a hill was successfully summoned by the evil eye of the orcs.

   "I am Jagnoth! Lord of the Dread Rift! Azeroth, after ten thousand years, the Legion is back! Elves! Die!"

   "Boom"

   The terrifying abyss lord roared and waved his two-headed halberd, slashing open the broken dome of Nartharas Academy, causing it to be like an earthquake, even alarming the Naga outside the academy.

   But it still wanted to attract the rain of evil energy and burn all these cowardly spirits running around to death, but there was a tyrannical arcane barrage hitting him like a heavy punch.

   The terrifying abyss lord staggered back.

   "Stay back! Stupid demon! You never want to step into the Academy of Nar'Thalas!"

   Dean Arya Blue Moon's indifferent voice sounded in the sky, and Blake, who had been secretly paying attention to the outside world, snapped his fingers and said to Natalie behind him:

   "That's it, let's go, steal the treasure."

  The two sneaky guys slipped out of Natalie's dormitory and rushed all the way to Blue Moon's office. It took Blake a few seconds to pick the lock of the office and rushed in and went straight to the destination.

   removed the bookshelf that was used to hide people's eyes, and opened the academy treasury closed in the wall with the key he stole from Lan Yue.

  The two walked into it.

   What I saw was a small room that was desolate and dilapidated. There were some long-expired magic items on the ground, but the most striking thing was the five white rubble placed in five places.

   They are not perfectly round in shape.

   It should have been one, but it has long since been torn apart due to the intervention of some powerful external force.

   But even so, there is some kind of force in these five stones that is pulling each other. The moment Blake and Natalie walked into the treasure house, they seemed to hear the sound of the tide echoing in their ears.

   "Gogonath's Tidestone!"

  The pirate stretched out his hand with a touch of excitement, wanting to touch the stone floating in front of him. By the way, he identified that it was probably the highest-grade treasure he had come into contact with since his rebirth.

   But just as his fingers were about to touch the Tide Stone, a deep sigh sounded behind the two, making Natalie's body instantly stiff.

The    blue mana cage has been activated, and the ship doctor lady, who was caught off guard, is completely trapped in it.

   "It seems that there is still less homework."

   Dean Aria Lanyue, who went back and forth, stretched out her hand and pushed her rimless crystal glasses, and walked into this small treasure room with a golden staff shaped like a key.

   She looked at Blake, who was dressed in black trying to escape into the shadows, and looked at the Tide Stone, which saw the sun again after 10,000 years.

   She rolled up her sleeves and said:

   "First-year freshman Blake Shaw, you ignored my warnings! Looks like you need more magic papers and extra homework to manage your restless ADHD."

   (end of this chapter)