Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 414 123. I want to write a big tragic word on you Dalaran

"boom"

   The shattering sound of the soul stone was as crisp as glass, bringing a green smoke in the twilight of the evening, and the sealed souls gushed out howling and fleeing.

   But he didn't run too far, and was absorbed by the demon summoning ritual activated in the mage camp.

   Using the soul as bait, a small group of hellhounds who smelled the aroma in the Twisting Nether rushed out howling.

  These scaly, eyeless, vicious demons are attracted by the life around them the moment they enter the material world, and they start frantically attacking the nearest unfortunate ones.

   The soul stones that were thrown around the camp by the Nightborn Arcanists were detonated one by one, and a large number of summons in a short period of time made the mage camp in Amber Cliff full of various low-level demons within a few minutes.

   This confusion is only a precursor.

  According to the experience of Dalaran and the Orc Shadow Council warlocks, the appearance of low-level demons means that more dangerous situations are coming.

"boom"

   A black magic steel giant axe smashed in from outside the camp, shattering the arcane shield held up by a three-person battle team.

  The battle mages responded quickly, but as soon as they raised their staffs, several magic rays fell from the sky, freezing them in place, and the cold came, severely frostbiting the mages.

   "Poor poor fellow!"

   The huge demon guard waved his claws, rushed all the way to his magic steel axe, raised his weapon and slashed towards the three frozen mages in front of him.

   But the teleported High Mage, Amy Marin, was knocked back with Fire Blast.

   This tall human female mage held a staff, threw the teleportation technique on the mage behind him, and teleported them to the mage tower for a while.

   This beautiful rescue field gave her trouble.

   She was targeted by the Witch of Destruction, the giant magician Zarak. The three-meter-tall, six-handed humanoid demon grinned and hid in hiding.

While Marin and Clinflan were fighting, he slipped behind the female mage, threw a charm spell viciously, interrupting the spellcasting of the high-level mage, then waved the weapons in his six arms and danced in place. A whirlwind of steel emerges.

The    sharp blade smashed the ice shield, and pulled the bleeding wound behind the high-level mage.

  The giant magician who was attracted by the battle, the big villain with a wooden mask, Jie Jie, sneered and threw a curse and evil fire at the female mage, trapping the high-level mage on the battlefield.

   On the other side, the captain of the battle mage, Ansm, saw Black, who had a relationship before, and the pirate was still wearing the highly recognizable Corruptor vestment.

   This will be carrying a cold black sickle, and there is an evil skull hanging on his chest.

   He walked leisurely to the mage camp, threw a few curse spells at random, and hung them on the mage apprentices who were attacking him around him, causing them to tumble on the ground screaming.

   Or throw a fear spell, causing the apprentices to break down and flee.

   A big beholder with seven eyes hovered behind Black, and as a dozen tentacles moved below, each of the demon's eyes was shooting out magical rays of light.

   The low-level mages who were hit were either killed or injured, and the magic that the war mages threw at the pirates was "eaten" by the big-eyed monster in a weird way.

  Whether it is fire, ice or arcane magic, as long as there is physical magic, it will be regarded as a delicious meal by the big-eyed Glazer.

   "You are Arya Bluemoon's disciple, I know you! What do you mean by Nar'Thalas Academy?"

   The captain of the battle mage held a staff in one hand and a magic sword in the other. He stood in front of Black and scolded the pirates:

   "Why did you attack us now that you clearly came to communicate with magic?"

   "You're so stupid. Dalaran has different magic factions, and naturally there are also Nar'Thalas Academy, which has a longer tradition."

  Black casually threw a fear spell to the side to probe his brain, trying to sneak up on his mage apprentice, and admired the guy's cowardly appearance with his head turned and running.

   He leaned on the Deadwind Reaper and said to the War Mage in front of him:

   "It is the mages of Nar'Thalas who are discussing the truth of magic with you, and they are the ones who are kind to you. You are friendly with mages, but what does this have to do with us sorcerers?

  You don't know yet, do you?

  The Academy of Nar'Thalas is divided into two schools of mage and sorcerer.

  We are not the same as those pedantic mages. When we dislike certain people and things, we will not try to persuade them to correct them with words.

   We prefer to express our dissatisfaction with actions. "

   "The Kirin Tor has nothing to do with you."

   Battle Mage Ansm swung his staff, and sprayed out an ice cone from the head of the staff, and froze the three-headed Hellhound into an ice sculpture. In the cold air, he asked loudly:

   "Why are you sorcerers dissatisfied with us?"

   "It's easy."

  The pirate held the head of Gul'dan on his chest and put the sickle behind him. He said coldly:

   "The mages in our academy are a bunch of idiots who always like to pass on valuable knowledge to others for free. They think this is the era of 10,000 years ago.

   But these days, if you want to be strong, how can you do it without spending money?

   Well, don't get me wrong.

  We warlocks also hope that knowledge can spread, but free things always make people ignore their value, so the warlock faction of the Academy of Nar'Thalas advocates 'fair trade'. "

   A cloud of shadow magic was extracted from Gul'dan's skull by Black and turned into a seed of corruption.

  In the rapid effect of the Seed of Corruption and the Curse, the shadow blasts extending from the body caught the War Mage by surprise, their offensive was interrupted, and they were trapped in place by the demon's counterattack.

   In such a chaotic background of howling and crying, Black spread his hands and said to the Kirin Tor mage in front of him:

   "Aren't you embarrassed that you have given so much knowledge from the dean and tutor for free? I know that wild mages from the Eastern Continent have to pay money to attend courses in Dalaran.

   is still a section by section.

   Now, I don't ask you for money anymore.

   Everyone is a spellcaster, so talking about money is too vulgar. Your camp is good, let it be in the name of 'the price of knowledge'. "

   "Arrogant!"

  Ansm glanced at the two mage towers not far away from the corner of his eyes. Above the towers, there were already violet arcane magic gatherings, which meant that Ms. Ainowal had activated the magic circle of the mage towers.

   As for these four warlocks and the demons they summoned, they will soon be cleared out by the activated mage tower.

   This gave Captain Warmage some peace of mind.

   He looked back at Blake and said with a sneer:

   "If Dean Blue Moon makes such a request, we will definitely give this camp's hands to that selfless and respectable legend, but you hidden warlocks.

   Just by you? "

   "Boom"

  The seasoned battle mage raised his staff, and the magic formula 'Calm and Leisure', which had been ready to go, was activated, and when he raised his hand, a fiery fireball smashed towards the pirates, eliminating the spell casting process.

   The lava fireball the size of a washbasin is fast and ruthless, and it is incredible to be hit once.

   But the pirates raised their hands at the same time, and the shadow magic converged into a short and rhythmic converging impact, six in a row, weakening the lava fireball again and again.

  After the sixth shadow shock, the powerful fireball only had the destructive power of a normal fireball.

With a    puff, it slammed into the soul extraction shield in front of the pirates, like a mud cow entering the sea, without even a splash.

   What happened between this gap shocked the captain of the Battle Mage. He could see clearly that each of the pirate's six shadow shocks added up to no more than the destructive power of magic tricks.

   But in the interval of six shocks, he destroyed the mana model of his own pyrotechnic fireball with great precision and almost artistic skill.

   This powerful high-level magic was abruptly downgraded to a low-level flame magic.

Generally speaking, the fireball is just the beginning. In the style of Dalaran's war mages, they will use a series of instant magic and good melee skills to chase the opponent until the winner is determined. .

   But Ansm, in shock, forgot to activate the Combat Mage's combo tactics.

"how did you do it?"

   he exclaimed.

   "Are you sleeping when Prince Pharodis was giving you a lecture in the morning? Didn't he tell you the 'Ten Variations Theory of Fire Shock'?"

   Black said in an odd tone:

   "I use the seventh variant of it.

   With the precise and instantaneous characteristics of impact magic, it destroys the mana model and magic power of high-level magic at a fixed point for many times in a row to achieve the purpose of weakening the magic.

   Although I'm not using Fire Shock, but Shadow Shock, the principle is the same.

No way?

   You can't even see this? "

   "Ah! That's how the seventh variant of the formula is used! I was still thinking about how to use the shock to destroy the magic aggregation, so that's how it is."

   Battle Mage Ansm opened the door to a new world at this moment. He slapped his forehead on the battlefield. He seemed to understand, but it seemed that there were still some details that he had not figured out.

   looked up at Blake.

   That expression seemed to say:

   I don't really understand, can you do that one again?

   The expression Blake was very familiar with.

   Every time he couldn't understand the knowledge told by Dean Lan Yue, he would show such an expression. Seeing that the Battle Mage in front of him also showed a similar expression, the pirate hesitated for a moment.

   In his heart, there was a feeling of pity for the same scumbags, so he waved his hand and said:

   "Okay, I take back what I said. It looks like you've given them back the wisdom that my mentors just taught you. You don't owe us Nar'Thalas College anything.

you can go now.

  I'll find someone else to collect the debt. "

"you!"

   This sarcasm made the scumbag Battle Mage flush instantly.

   He felt that he was greatly humiliated by the warlock in front of him, so he disappeared in place with the flashing technique, raised the magic sword and stabbed the pirate.

   It seemed that he knew that the warlock in front of him was professionally trained in spellcasting ability, and that magic did not prevail against him, so he planned to use melee combat to solve the problem.

  The spellcasters are a group of superstitious magicians. Most spellcasters do not deliberately practice melee skills, and their long-term experimental career and meditation also make them weak.

   Dalaran's battle mages are famous because of their "double cultivation of magic and martial arts".

snort!

   Although my spellcasting ability is not as good as yours, you will definitely not be able to escape my sword!

   Eat Me Big Cleave!

Then

   Then there is no then.

   The captain of the battle mage who flashed the bayonet in the past saw Black holding the scythe behind him with his left hand, blocking the magic sword he cut with a precise defense like a high-level warrior.

   Then a light step back, with wrist rotation, swing the scythe in a circle, hold it with both hands, and slash forward fatally.

   "Poof"

  The magic shield shattered and blood splattered.

Captain   's eyes widened, clutching the blood spurting from his chest as he lay down at Black's feet.

  The warlock squatted down and looked at him with his head tilted, as if he didn't know how to evaluate his behavior of giving a human head, so he grabbed his hand again, pressed the wound on his chest, and said to him:

"Hold it down, don't let go within ten minutes, or you will die here due to excessive blood loss. Hey, there is a 'magical exchange' between us, this work is so important, it will be bad if there is a fatality. .

   But you see.

  You, Dalaran, can't argue but can't fight, and can't fight. What other face claims to be the holy land of magic?

   Don't be so arrogant in the future.

   As a spell caster, you should be humble, and I hope what happened tonight will make you more realistic. Plus, you've been expecting your mage tower to show off, right?

Unfortunately.

  It won't be able to get angry tonight. "

"boom"

  Blake's voice just fell, and a crisp sound rang above the mage tower.

   With the sound of glass shattering, Ms. Avanor, who was covered in blood, grabbed the broken staff and fell from the height of the mage tower. Fortunately, there was a pile of raised straw piles under the mage tower.

  Otherwise, if she falls from this height, this lady will be disabled even if she doesn't die.

  Before the broken glass window, the orc Evil Eye and the skinny boy Kanrisad were waving to their captain, declaring their raid on the mage tower a success.

   Holding a elf-style purifying eyeball pendant in Kanrisad's hand, it also exudes the scent of high-temperature embers.

  The Kirin Tor high-level mage, Ms. Avanor, was shot out of the tower by this game and a powerful soul fire, and used legendary magic accessories to deal with a high-level mage.

   These despicable warlocks do not speak of martial arts!

"what"

  Miss Amy Marin was also hit by the giant magician Zaraq with the magic of Shadow Fury more than ten seconds later, and was stabbed into the abdomen by the Witch of Destruction while being stunned.

   ended up with a serious injury.

   At this point, the three major spellcasters at the Kirin Tor camp in Amber Bluff were defeated, and the other battle mages were surrounded by low-level demons commanded by Black's beholder Glazer.

   means that the camp was completely broken.

   "Mages of the Kirin Tor! The 'magic exchange' between Nar'Thalas Academy and you is officially over. You have lost both in magic theory and practice.

it's a pity.

   Your performance makes me pessimistic about the quality of teaching in Dalaran. "

   Black stood up.

   In the roar of the demons, he spread his hands and shouted to the desperate group of war mages in front of him:

   "Come, hand over all the good things you have now as your 'tuition fee' to sit in on our classes at Nar'Thalas Academy, and go back to Dalaran.

   I have no intention of killing you tonight, but go back and tell the Council of Six that the shipping routes of the Northrend Sea will be taken over by our school of warlocks from the Academy of Nar'Thalas.

After   , you can come back if you want.

   But remember, prepare the "ransom" with you in advance.

   For the sake of our mutual acquaintance, if you are caught by us in the future, I can give you a friendship price, 20% off or something. "

   (end of this chapter)