Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 508 61. Stinky pirates are just different from others

  The Kirin Tor mages prepared a portal in Silverpine Forest, but the dean of Nar'Thalas College who came to visit chose to open the door by himself, showing his strength in a strong way.

  The location of that portal is quite strange.

   It happened to be on the widest main street in Dalaran. The sudden fluctuation of magic power brought together the battle mages patrolling the city.

In the short-range transmitted light, mages with staff, swords, and violet shirts appeared one after another on the street, looking like they were facing a great enemy, which made a group of people wandering on the street also feel to the seriousness of the problem.

   "What's going on? Is there an enemy invasion?"

   Vereesa Windrunner in casual clothes looked at the female mage Lanna Thiel beside her. The latter shook her head and did not answer. She just pulled Vereesa back a few steps and merged into the crowd.

   Several kaldorei elves with green hoods were also poking their heads in the crowd, and some noisy dwarves and gnomes were shouting on both sides of the street to watch the fun.

   Kel'Thuzad, who came out to buy magic ingredients, held his cat and looked out in the material store.

   With the permission of the tutor, little Jaina, who ran out to go shopping, also whispered to her sister Ellie and looked in the direction of the big portal.

   In the curious gaze of the people on the street, a low vibration sounded from the other side of the portal, and a tall and strange figure appeared in the revolving light curtain of the large portal, which immediately attracted bursts of exclamations.

   The six-meter-high metal golem resembles a legendary centaur, and it also resembles a large mechanical knight. It wears the uniform of the Academy of Nar'Thalas, and each golem holds the flag of the Academy in its hands.

   These golems made by the Shaldorei are heavy on their feet.

  Between the iron armor connections on the body, you can also see the arcane magic flowing in an orderly manner inside, and the magic runes shining on their outer shells. They were adjusted to a unified pace by the golem master, and ten golems formed a formation and appeared in the city of Dalaran with a clattering sound.

   Golems are things that Dalaran spellcasters have seen a lot.

   There is a golem army in this city that does not normally activate, but such a powerful-looking alien golem is really rare in Dalaran.

   Most importantly, they appear as mounts.

   On the gorgeous saddle on top of the golem, Arya Bluemoon, the dean of Nar'Thalas Academy, was in front, followed by Prince Farondis and the school tutors, and finally the student representatives.

  Today is the first appearance in ten thousand years, so everyone in the mission wears a standard robe and wears a magic wand on the waist.

   And the flags, ribbons, etc., are all exotic.

  As the delegation progressed, there were also some magical musical instruments playing and singing around the golem holding the flag, using orthodox music from the time of the Elf Empire.

  The ancient and orthodox manner of its demeanor made some Quel'dorei elves in the crowd on both sides stunned.

   Good guy.

What    knew was that the Academy of Nar'Thalas came to visit, but what he didn't know thought that the elf empire that was ten thousand years ago had suddenly been restored. The "imperial flavor" of the delegation in front of them is too strong.

   This also made some of the elven mages in the crowd frown.

   In the past, Quel'Thalas claimed to be the orthodox elves, and no one could refute them, but now the emergence of Nar'Thalas Academy has seriously impacted Quel'Thalas' claim to the elf empire.

   These 10,000-year-old ghosts of the upper elves are much more "orthodox" than the current Quel'dorei.

   But other races are not as worried as the elves, they are mainly watching the fun.

The news that   Nathalas College was coming to visit was announced to the casters in the city in advance. The low-level mages on both sides of the street would point to the dress of these elf ghosts just like watching a western landscape.

   "Hey, why do other people wear uniform robes, but that person's dress is different from others?"

  Little Jaina in the crowd pointed at Blake sitting on the golem suspiciously, and said to Ellie, the elf beside him:

   "His robe looks so evil! Look at the skeleton decoration on his shoulders, and the sickle in his hand. At first glance, he is not a serious spellcaster."

   "That's the Warlock!"

  The high elf Ellie next to Jaina whispered to her companion:

   "Look at the banner in his golem's hand, although it is still the banner of Nar'Thalas Academy, it marks his school and identity in ancient Thalassian language.

   He is the great tutor of the Warlock School of Nar'Thalas Academy. You can tell by his ranking in the team that he should be a very powerful spellcaster. "

   "Warlock?"

  Little Jaina frowned, she stared at the great warlock wearing the robe of the Corruptor in front of her, and said:

   "Isn't that dark magic? Dalaran forbids all research related to sorcerer magic. Although the teacher said this decree is stupid, everyone thinks sorcerer is not a good thing.

   And isn't the Academy of Nar'Thalas the elf school 10,000 years ago? They had already started researching sorcerer magic 10,000 years ago? No way? "

   "I don't understand that either."

   High Elf Ellie shook her head and said:

   "The current theory on our side is that sorcerer magic originated on Draenor and was brought into Azeroth by the orcs."

   "That statement is false, child."

   A gentle voice sounded beside little Jaina and Ellie.

   The two girls looked back and saw that it was a mysterious elf with a hood, her skin was white, like the Quel'dorei, but her ears were sharp, like the Kaldorei.

  The most peculiar thing is that she has black cloth strips on her eyes.

   seems to be a blind man.

  The tall and strange elf said softly while "watching" the delegation of Nar'Thalas Academy swaggering through the market:

   "At the end of Azshara's elven empire, the study of demons and fel energy was once a major science, and many Royal Arcanists turned to that evil power.

   Really speaking of the inheritance of the Warlock School in Azeroth, it is indeed earlier than the Orc Warlocks.

   As the most famous magic school in the elven empire, Narthalas Academy retains the heritage of elven warlocks. But the great teacher of the warlock school in front of him is not an elves.

   He is a human being, and he has a disgusting aura about him.

   Although it is very thin, it is a real demon breath. "

"Um?"

   Jaina and Ellie's eyes suddenly widened.

   At the same time, Black, who was sitting on top of the golem, also felt strange attention. The Eye of Kilrogg on his shoulder was turned over, searching for the source of attention in the crowd.

   After a few seconds, he said to Archmage Alan beside him:

   "There were a few adult green dragons in the crowd, and they were watching me, their eyes weren't very friendly. I don't really know when I messed with them?

   And why is there a demon hunter here that I don't know? Was it called by Maris? "

   "In this city, only the blue dragon sent messengers very early."

  Elam was also stunned for a moment, and then said:

   "At least in my time, we didn't have any connection with the Emerald Legion. Maybe, they came to travel? Maybe it had something to do with the Tirisfal Council before going to the Swamp of Sorrows?

   In that troll temple, isn't there a seal of the Emerald Legion?

   As for the demon hunters, Maris just called, they shouldn't be so fast. Where is that demon hunter? "

   "It's already running, it's really fast. However, about the green dragon, it does make sense logically."

  Black nodded slightly and said:

   "But Merry didn't tell me about it. Maybe something went wrong. It seems that I have to go to the Tirisfal Council soon. I won't participate in the reception banquet given to you by the Kirin Tor."

   Archmage Elan nodded, and the team continued to move forward. In front of the Violet Castle, the six-person council dressed in grand clothes was welcoming the magic companions from afar.

  Antonidas, the white-bearded old man, was in the center, and the other archmages were half a position behind him. Black noticed a high elf in a red robe and a magic sword among the archmage.

   That is Archmage Krasus.

   He is a deeply hidden red dragon, and he does not know if other archmages know his identity.

   In addition to the Council of Six, there is also the magic mission of Quel'Thalas, headed by a handsome elf wearing a phoenix robe with three jade beads wrapped around his back.

  Kael'thas Sunstrider, the only son of the current Sun King Anastarian, and the next King of Quel'dorei.

  The prince's appearance is the best of all the pirates have ever seen, and his beauty makes the pirates who have always felt good about themselves feel ashamed.

   If the "king's breath" is judged by appearance, then Black believes that the Kael'thas Sunstrider in front of him is definitely capable of competing for the throne of the king of the world.

   Of course, he shares an embarrassing problem with other high elf males.

   Although handsome, she is slightly feminine.

   At this time, His Royal Highness held a luxurious and exquisite sin'dorei golden staff in his hand, and as a member of the welcome, he whispered to several elf mages around him.

   Black found Gina Goldsword in it.

   The faces of this lady and the foolish warrior Fina are too similar. At this time, her face showed the style of a mature woman, and there was a happy smile on the corner of her mouth.

   The pirate's heart sank when he saw this smile.

  Well, it seems that Aunt Jinjian has "connected" with Dai Lin, and judging from her current state, she probably couldn't control it.

   Fina, that stupid warrior, is probably going to be very disappointed.

   On the other side of the Council of Six, there was a welcome queue of non-casters.

   Including Arthas Menethil in princely dress, Danas Bertorn in Stromgarde uniform, and Darius Crowley, Lord of the North and his precious daughter in traditional Gilnean garb.

  The last is Turalyon, the great knight of the Holy Light wearing a priest's robe.

   This group of people is the atmosphere group, who came to join in the fun. They don't care about the truth of magic, they probably just want to see what the elf spellcasters looked like thousands of years ago.

   But Black knew in his heart that these people were in Dalaran because of an important person who had not yet arrived in the city.

  Anduin Lothar.

   It can even be said that today's welcome lineup is so big, because the college of Nar'Thalas chose this unique time to visit, thanks to Lothar's blessing.

   In addition to the blue dragons, green dragons and red dragons in the city, as well as the black dragon who is hiding in the dark and is about to appear, it is more or less related to the return of Lothar to the northern border.

   This made the pirates sigh in their hearts:

   "Losa, how good is your face?

   At this point in time, all the forces that are named will basically appear in the northern border recently, and you are the absolute core of this big storm.

   Stirring such a big scene with the power of one person is a bit enviable when you think about it carefully. When will I be able to have such appeal? I don't know where Dalene is now?

  Perhaps he is 'privately visiting' in a tavern?

  Well, I seem to have seen little Jaina watching the fun in the crowd just now, doesn't it mean that Old Merry is very strict? Why does she still have time to run out and play?

   Are you not doing your homework well?

   Ah, I'm really tired, how can I learn magic well with such an attitude? "

  While Black was thinking wildly, Dean Blue Moon in front had already descended from the golem, and brought a group of mentors to greet the Council of Six in Dalaran.

  The atmosphere was pretty good, and there was no street duel.

Black looked left and right, he did not step forward, but retreated into an alley amid the crowd, without disturbing anyone, and after escaping into the shadows, he headed all the way to the Tirisfal Council Castle last time. .

   Dalaran still has scouting enchantments opened by mage towers everywhere.

   But he is no longer afraid, he just walks in the barrier so generously, without worrying about the shadow covering his body being dispelled.

   ran over with ease, but Black frowned.

   There are stalkers behind him.

   are the green dragons who were looking at him in the crowd just now. They seem to have lost their way. They will be looking for Black in the alley behind.

   "Would you like to teach these arrogant dragons a lesson, little master?"

  Xalatas whispered in Black's ear:

   "Green dragons are the best to deal with. They keep in touch with the dream world all the time. Just a little bit of nightmare infection is enough to make them panic."

   "I don't know their purpose yet, so don't startle the snakes for now."

  The pirate said softly, activated the teleportation beacon in front of an ordinary mage tower, and in the next instant he came to the secret castle of the Tirisfal Council.

  Merry Winterwind, who hadn't seen him for a long time, was flipping through the books in the hall. Several ancient magic books were floating around him, turning pages from time to time according to his will.

   He seemed to be looking for something.

   After sensing the magic power fluctuations, the old Lich raised his head and glanced, the icy blue eyes lit up, and he summoned:

   "Come here, all-knowing Blake, I have a few questions to ask you! I've searched Dalaran's spellbooks to no avail.

   Maybe your magical dark wisdom can solve my troubles. Um? What kind of breath is that on you? "

   (end of this chapter)