Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 547 100. The new magic topic is really full of challenges

  Today is the fourth day that Nar'Thalas College has entered Dalaran, and it is also the first day of the magic debate carefully prepared by the teachers in the college.

  In the past few days, although there were sudden events such as demon invasion, dwarf and elves conflict, etc., but Nar'Thalas still completed the six planned magic lectures.

  The Highborne Arcanists used their rich and solid magic theory to win the respect of the arrogant Dalaran mages.

   Dean Blue Moon and Prince Farodis' excellent eloquence and in-depth exploration of their respective magical fields have also won them a vote of loyal fans.

   Of course, Dalaran will not admit defeat.

   It is said that the high-ranking members of the Council of Six, and even some reclusive old mages, have prepared their own problems and will "make things difficult" for these high-level elves in the next five days of magic debate.

   The phoenix mages of Quel'Thalas also sent their representatives to participate in this "grand event" in the magical world of the Eastern Continent.

  Because the Druids of the Kaldorei temporarily set up a stronghold in Dalaran, the Druid Order, which has always been mysterious, was also temporarily invited to join the magic debate.

After   Omulon, the roaring sky, asked the high-level officials of Moonlight Woodland for instructions, the high-level Kaldorei also attached great importance to it and temporarily dispatched three knowledgeable "inheritance" druids and three moon **** priests to Dalaran.

The meaning of the    Sisters of Elune is to take advantage of this opportunity to show the glory of the Moon God in front of human civilization, and it would be great if they could gain a few followers.

   And this behavior touched the sensitive nerves of the Church of the Holy Light, the largest religious organization in the area, plus a guy who couldn't sit still and jumped up and down secretly used a letter sent to Stratholme to "exaggerate contradictions".

  Therefore, in the early morning of the day the great debate began, the high-ranking priest of the Holy Light, Isen Lien, arrived in Dalaran with a high-spec mission of priests.

   Five forces gathered in this city, making this debate even more lively.

   But all this has nothing to do with the "pure" stinky pirates. The warlocks under his command are now enjoying "vacation" in the Violet Prison, and no serious mage is willing to discuss magic theories with the nasty warlocks.

   The previous cleanup of the rebellious assassins was very successful, coupled with the successive deaths of the two masters, the Ravenholdt factions that were on the verge of being shaken immediately "calm down".

  Assassin's realm has also become boring, and from all angles, Black is very idle now.

   So, he started to deal with another matter.

   Black, who was wearing the robe of the Corruptor, walked into a windowless room with a scythe and staff. On the simple bed, a thin figure was sitting cross-legged with his back to him.

   She was wearing close-fitting clothes, and her bare back was covered with exaggerated and evil hunting magic patterns, which gave this thin girl a wild feeling.

   "Did you sleep well last night? My patient."

  The pirate asked.

   Elisana Ravencrest, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, did not answer.

   She could sense the faint demonic aura on Black's body. Although it was very light, the aura would make the demon hunter feel hairy.

   This crazy warlock must have bound a terrifying demon in her body, far more dangerous than the Fel Lord Betug she fought against two days ago.

   "Did Elisander teach you to keep silent in this situation? Elisana."

  Black didn't care about the demon hunter's hostility and indifference.

   He reached out and took off his Corruptor hood, moved his neck, touched the red patch on his eyes, and said:

   "You can't even find this thing? Do you think Elisande is credible, or is it more credible for your loyal friend of Illidan Stormrage?

   Have you already betrayed Illidan and fell into the arms of the Great Magister? If that's the case, I'd love to help my Brother Stormrage clean up the Traitor. "

   "That eye patch was really given to you by Lord Illidan?"

   When she noticed the unique aura of the red eye patch on the pirate's eyes, Ilisana, who had been silent for the past few days, finally reacted. She looked back at Blake and asked a question.

   "Otherwise? Could it be that I stole it from Illidan?"

  The pirate leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and let out a weird laugh, he said:

   "In your eyes, am I that great? Should I feel honored that you praise me so highly?"

   This rhetorical question made Miss Ravencasse also burst into laughter.

   Indeed, no matter how powerful the guy in front of him is, he can't possibly be a match for Lord Illidan. And being able to get the blindfold gift, which is regarded as a treasure by the adults, proves that Lord Illidan really believes that the evil person in front of him is credible.

  Since Lord Illidan has recognized him, as a member of the Illidari, I can also trust him.

  After going through this classic "Demon Hunter Syllogism", Ilisana's resistance and vigilance were significantly weakened, which made Blake once again lament the loyalty of this group of hunters to Illidan.

  When dealing with them, once the tough guy saw the "Illidan Certificate" on Blake's eyes, he would instantly be very friendly to him.

   "Do you know how that group of mages or druids will treat you once you fall into the hands of them?"

   Black said mildly:

   "The Druid will definitely send you back to the Warden's Cage.

   And my compatriots, may have great interest in you, they will study your secrets, and if necessary, they may even have some evil thoughts.

  The first person will talk to you, the second person will want to hear the story, the third person will try to discover your power, and the next person will want to dissect you.

   After all, there are a few people in this city who do have the potential of being a 'madman'.

  So, I took you to me to protect you, even if you owe me a favor, shouldn't this be a big problem? "

   "What do you want me to do?"

   The thin and "frail" Ilisana asked directly.

   "Don't be so serious, I won't ask you to do weird things. I just want to use this favor to let you hear what I have to say to you next.

   And think carefully about what I propose.

   Finally, I need you to give me an answer. "

  The pirate waved his hand and said in a kind tone:

   "This conversation is only known to you and me, not to a third person, especially Elisande and her Nightborne, because it has to do with your father."

  Ilisana's expression changed suddenly.

  Black just pretended not to see it.

   He moved his fingers and said:

   "I have a small organization in Suramar City, it's not large, but the network is very dense, and they occasionally send me some interesting information.

  For example, Elisande personally went to Val'sharah's Black Rook Castle a few months ago, which is your hometown, where you grew up, and your family estate.

  I have enough reasons to believe that the reason why Elisande went to the castle that has been sealed for 10,000 years must have something to do with you.

   She is trying to win you over in this way.

   I think she must have told you in a tone of disgusting elder hypocritical concern that you can choose to purify your painful, restless father.

   Or keep him around.

   Don't refute me, little girl, you may live hundreds of times longer than me, but I am a professional in seducing people's hearts.

  Look, I'm going to put myself in another position.

  If I were Elisande, I would do the same.

  Even why you traveled all the way to Dalaran, I can guess the reason, for the psychic knowledge hidden in this city, right? "

  The pirate stopped, "looking" at Ilisana, and the older sister with the black blindfold was also "looking" at him.

   This scene is very much like two blind patients communicating their illnesses.

The    Demon Hunter did not refute, her silence confirmed Black's conjecture.

   "You are very contradictory, you are very entangled, and this emotion does not even need to use my 'self-created' spiritual magic to check. I can feel that you are facing a difficult choice."

   Black coughed, his voice softer, and said:

   "This is not the choice a demon hunter should make. Your companions can't give you any advice, and you can't stop the feelings in your heart with your war blade.

  You know the taboo thoughts in your mind are wrong, but you can't stop yourself from thinking about them.

   That is your relative, after all, your father.

   This kind of thinking goes beyond evil and good, right and wrong, conscience and duty.

  You and I both know what happens next, you will be miserable, but you will eventually choose to keep your father by your side, like a greedy child who wants to grab all the candy in his hand.

   But this situation is devastating for demon hunters who need constant vigilance and iron will. You know you have done something wrong, and that guilt will crush your will like a tumor growing in your heart.

   will eventually make you devoured by your howling inner demon, and even make you a lackey for the Burning Legion.

   That is a fate you would rather die than accept.

   I declare myself a prophet a lot, boy.

   I am not telling lies, but what will really happen in the future, and that is your future destiny! It's what I saw, and it's also the fate you can't escape! "

"do not talk!"

  Ilisana slammed the bed next to her, interrupting Blake's speech.

   Her body was shaking.

   Her inner demon was already roaring in her heart.

   "Look, Elisande is about to destroy you, what an unqualified 'seducer'."

The    pirate shook his head. He approached Ilisana and said softly:

   "The arrogant grand magus has caught your weakness, but she doesn't know how to use it properly. If Elisande is here, I'd be happy to show her what real 'tech' is.

listen!

  Ilisana Ravencrest, I'm going to start 'tempting' your mind. "

   Black coughed.

   He stood before the tormented demon hunter and whispered:

   "The painful choice you're going through right now doesn't make sense to me.

  Because your starting point of thinking is wrong.

   You can't find a reason to convince yourself to keep your father and all the miserable souls in Black Rook Keep in the material world.

   You can't even convince them to offer to help you.

  I am a warlock.

  I am a researcher of souls, and if souls who are forced to stay in the material world in pain and despair cannot convince themselves, they will be swallowed by their own grief.

  Being a wretched spirit is only the beginning of suffering after death.

   They cannot stay in the world of the living, and they cannot go to the world of the dead. Neither side accepts them, they will become aliens rejected by everyone.

  Even if you get back the Shadowmoon Orcs' psychics, you still can't ease their pain and resentment. Psychics is not a panacea, and that ancient secret technique needs to be learned and summarized in order to be improved step by step.

   At this stage, perhaps only Ner'zhul can appease the grievances of Black Rook Hold alone, but I don't think that old orc will help you.

   There is nothing you can do to help your beloved souls other than violently destroy them.

   However, do they need your help?

Do not!

   They don't need to! "

  Blake's voice became sonorous. He put his hand on Elisana's shoulder and said:

   "What you and they need isn't some kind of spiritism!

   What you need is a goal, a responsibility, a mission.

Just like your experience of being led by Illidan into the way of hunting demons, you need to find a target for those souls who are suffering and confused, and let those worthy souls who died in the war of the ancients get a soul that can convince themselves and can. The mission and responsibility of staying in the material world in a grand manner.

  You saw the Demon Lord invade Silverpine Forest with your own eyes.

   You know there's a group of demon worshippers trying to bring their masters of all evil back into the world, you know, a second massive demon invasion is about to begin.

   Is the War of the Ancients over?

Do not.

  The war 10,000 years ago was only a brief truce in my opinion.

   Now that the armistice period has passed, the cycle of war continues!

Let's go back. "

  The pirate bowed his head and said in the ear of the demon hunter:

   "Go back and tell your pained, restless father, and tell Lord Kurtalos Ravencrest that his war is not over yet!

  The demons have returned, and the ancient warriors who have been "rested" for 10,000 years will also return together.

   He needs to return from the dead as the commander of the anti-magic coalition, as he did 10,000 years ago, with his loyal and fearless Black Raven Guards and Moon Mages!

   Azeroth needs them to fight for the life and death of this world as they did 10,000 years ago!

  Hehe, Elisander, who is scheming, doesn't understand this kind of feeling that belongs to a warrior, so she doesn't know how to guide you.

   But trust me, your father will not refuse this call of honor and war.

  Because veterans don't die"

  Black patted Elisana Ravencrest on the shoulder. The Demon Hunter's body trembled even more at this time, but it wasn't because the demon was roaring.

   "Why make painful choices? Why do you feel like you're doing something wrong? You didn't resurrect your father and your family for your own selfish desires.

  You are for the life and death of this world, bringing a group of ancient soldiers back to the battlefield where they are needed. "

  The pirate whispered:

   "Such an act has been called great.

   Don't say Illidan, even Elune will support you!

   Don't humiliate those veterans with low-level psychics, their past experiences deserve them to enjoy being powerful after death.

   I'm just planning my second magic research project these days, I'm going to look for a mysterious occupational heritage called 'Death Knight', and the dean of Nar'Thalas College is also very interested in it."

"Teach me!"

  Ilisana raised her head suddenly, her thin face showed extreme longing, she grabbed Blake's hand, and said in a very longing tone:

   "Please, teach me! In the name of Ravencrest, in the name of this world, in the name of Infinity War, please teach me!"

   "Well, of course I'll teach you, my poor little cutie."

  Black reached out and stroked Irina's hair like a kitten. He said:

   "But as we all know, tuition at Narsalas is very expensive. Our dean also has a small conflict with Elisande."

   "I will kill her for you!"

  Ilisana said coldly without hesitation:

   "The hypocritical careerist who tried to take advantage of the Illidari should be dead."

   "No no no, not now, far from now."

  The pirate laughed and said in a subtle tone:

   "Wipe your blade, suppress your anger, be patient, there will always be a chance."

   (end of this chapter)