Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 861 191. Embrace death

   "Blackrock Mountain sent me a letter this morning, causing me orcs and humans to clash between the Burning Steppes and Redridge Mountains, fortunately no one died.

   I also know that Red Blackhand's large-scale gathering of orcs in Blackrock Mountain has put a lot of pressure on Stormwind, but I think it's better not to start the war lightly for now.

  The Kingdom of Stormwind was almost smashed, and the rebuilding of the country was more important than expelling the orcs. "

   On Tol Ballard's dock, next to a Wharton Trading Company cargo ship heading to Booty Bay, Black was saying goodbye to his brother who had just completed the "Master Trial".

   He didn't tell Shore too much about his plans, just like comforting or complaining:

   "As for those greenskins, they will disappear sooner or later, like magic, just like they suddenly appeared in Azeroth, and suddenly disappear one day.

   Don't worry about them at all. "

   "Even if you say that, it's hard for me to feel relieved."

  Shore shook his head and complained:

   "Those were orcs, and they almost overturned the orcs of the Eastern Kingdom. They were not kobolds or murlocs with no intimidation. They gathered in the Burning Plains on a large scale, and they were a substantial threat to the Kingdom of Stormwind.

  Although you have always called my king a child, you should know that His Majesty Varian is an excellent ruler, and he will not turn a blind eye to this hidden danger.

   This is out of my control.

  You must know that his father died at the hands of the orcs, and our country was destroyed by the orcs once. In fact, even if the king wanted to shift the center of his rule to nation-building first, the people would not agree.

   especially over the Redridge Mountains”

The commander of MI7 sighed and said:

   "And are you sure you can control the aggressive greenskins? How long did it settle down, and they started sending out scout wolf cavalry in the direction of Redridge Mountains again."

   "I'll take care of this."

  Black, stroking his chin for a moment with a dwarf pipe in his mouth, said:

   "Give me another six months. If you still regard the orcs as the greatest threat, then I promise to withdraw and let your child king command the army to fight the orcs again.

   I will never interfere. "

   "Six months? Are you sure?"

  Shore asked back.

   "Well, if my 'prophecy' is correct, something big will happen within six months."

  Black nodded seriously and said:

   "I suggest you start preparing for war as well. Don't frown, I'm serious, if I withdraw my power from Blackrock Mountain, it means I give up the Greenskins.

   Without my support, the orcs of Blackrock Mountain would be completely starved of food in at most two months.

   They either attack the Dark Iron dwarves in Darkforge.

   Or restart the war.

  Don't worry, I will stand firmly on the side of my compatriots and attack the disobedient green-skinned cubs. When things really come to that point, I will support you in secret. "

   "I do believe you can do it."

  Shore was not surprised by the fact that Blake "accidentally" revealed, he responded with the calmness of an intelligence chief.

   He then carried his suitcase and put on his hat, stepped onto the pedals like an ordinary businessman, and waved goodbye to Black.

   After a few minutes, the ships controlled by the foxmen crew slowly left the port. They flew the flags of the Wharton Trading Company and Booty Bay on the ship and sailed out of the dock.

   A group of drunken pirates fought on the pier. In order to **** the drink discount of today's "Pub Boxing King", they wanted to knock the people who had been drinking with them to death in the mud.

   Black has no problem with these drunks.

  If it wasn't for their dirty fights in the mud, maybe the veteran alcoholic Blake would have gotten involved and knocked every alcoholic and fighter over.

  Speaking of which, I haven’t participated in a heart-pounding tavern brawl for a long time.

  Otherwise, when is the time to relax at the Black Iron Bar?

"Um?"

  Black was about to leave the dock when the magic eye on his shoulder caught some specially dressed guy carrying a "corpse" from the Nagfar.

   In a group of stinky pirates fighting over drinking, a guy with a research temperament suddenly appeared, and he stood out from the crowd, as attractive as a bald head suddenly appeared in the crowd.

   stopped Blake and moved over there.

   At this time, Mr. Kel'Thuzad, a senior researcher majoring in the necromancy faction in Nar'Thalas College, was comforting his kitten. Mr. Bigworth was just startled by the tragic state of the dying elf in front of him.

  It is like a little bit who is scared to cry, meowing and needs the comfort of Big Daddy.

   But Kel'Thuzad wouldn't care about petting his beloved kitten, because he was also attracted by the peculiar injury of the elf in front of him.

   This elf is clearly a strong man.

   Her musculature is very developed but not alienated due to overtraining. Her blood is full of magic power, and her bones are very well-proportioned. She is almost the most fit and healthy injured person that the senior researcher has ever seen.

   But the skin on her body showed a strange state of being reborn and difficult to heal after being burned.

   Logically speaking, such a strong person's self-healing power is very strong.

   Ordinary burning, even if it burns the skin of the whole body, will slowly heal after a long period of cultivation, but this black-skinned elf seems to have a fire burning in his body all the time.

  The flame tried to destroy her existence, but her strong desire to survive stimulated the constant recovery of her body.

   Her body has been in a state of destruction and rebirth, and it has been maintained for several days. Until now, because of mental exhaustion, it is really impossible to hold on, so destruction gradually prevailed.

   This sprite is being "annihilated".

   is not an exaggeration.

   Kel'Thuzad stretched out his fingers and pinched the arm of the dying dark-skinned elf in front of him, and the burned tissue dissipated as fly ash as soon as it detached from the body.

   This was something he had never seen in nearly thirty years of studying magic.

   "Can she?"

   Beside Kel'Thuzad, Ilisana Ravencase, the second "Demonology and Demon Defense Class Instructor" of Nar'Thalas Academy, asked in a tone of mixed regret and anxiety.

   Kel'Thuzad did not answer.

   He is a rigorous researcher and spellcaster, and he will not give any guarantee to others without conducting experiments and supporting data.

   He stroked the kitten on his shoulders, stood up straight, patted the dust on his fingers, and looked at the dying elf placed on the stretcher in front of him. Say:

   "Send her to my laboratory, and I will conduct a preliminary test on her. If her resonance with the force of death can reach a satisfactory level, then I will apply to Dean Lanyue for transformation.

   But you better not be too confident. "

The indifferent male mage glanced at Ilysana, who was wearing a black blindfold, but looked weak and silent on the whole. His eyes lacked the surprise of a normal man when he saw a sickly elf, and his eyes were like looking at a corpse as usual. almost.

   He said calmly:

   "You are also one of the researchers of the project. The death knight's career system theory was finalized a month ago, but the nineteen experimental data collected this month are disappointing.

   Perhaps our theories are too advanced, and the world is not ready for the chaos of life and death.

   I can't find words to comfort you from any angle, and I can't tell you that this elf will definitely make it through, she looks like your friend.

   I've lost friends before, and that feeling. Well, it hurts like stabbing a finger.

   This is really a pity. "

  Despite his reassuring words, his tone of voice made one suspect that Mr. Kel'Thuzad was merely perfunctory for dealing with the interpersonal interactions he hated.

   "Yo, what are you talking about?"

  Blake's voice suddenly sounded beside the two.

   did not frighten the two of them. Immediately after seeing him appear, Elisana Ravencrest stood up to salute Blake.

   And Kel'Thuzad still maintains that cold-faced evil star's attitude.

   just raised his hand and patted off Blake's paw, who was trying to stroke his cat, he didn't want anyone else to touch Mr. Bigworth.

   This kitten is his lifeblood.

   Even the man in front of him offered him a position where he could display his true "talent".

   But you are good to me, am I going to kneel and lick you?

  You gave me the opportunity to realize the value of life, should I allow you to touch my kitten?

   Don't think about it!

  Black wasn't angry either.

   He knew better than anyone how black the guy in front of him was after he cut it open. In fact, the current performance of Lord Kel'Thuzad has given Black face a lot.

   After all, you didn’t kill the pirates in the moment of meeting, right?

   "Yo, you're already a senior researcher. As expected, gold shines wherever it is, and the Academy of Nar'Thalas really found a treasure."

  Black glanced at the badge on Kel'Thuzad's chest and said:

   "This is to select samples for the experimental project?"

"Um."

  Kel'Thuzad nodded sympathetically, and pointed to the "corpse" beside him.

   And Elisana Ravencasse volunteered to explain:

   "Aluriel helped me before. In fact, if it wasn't for her, I might have died in the war in Dalaran. Although she is loyal to Elisande, she is not a bad person.

   She is just blindly pursuing strength, and she is very unwilling to admit defeat. "

   "I didn't say she was a bad person."

  The pirate glanced at Oruriel, the elf magic swordsman who was seriously injured, and said:

   "If it wasn't for her accidental appearance on that ship and the unfortunate encounter with us testing new weapons, she wouldn't be so badly injured.

   But it's also feasible to use her as a death knight's experiment.

   Anyway, judging from the damage caused by the purification energy in her body, even if you don't take her away, she will end her 'young' life in pain.

   In three days at most, she will die.

  Save this poor child, or give her a good time.

   She has been suffering for too long. "

"Um."

   Kel'Thuzad nodded and waved his staff lightly.

   Several silent and tall armored orcs carried the dying Aluriel onto the magic carpet, and then suspended under the control of Kel'Thuzad.

  Black's attention fell on the silent armored orcs, and the pirate asked in a low voice:

   "Is that the failure of the 'Death Knight' research project?"

   "These are the more successful ones among the failures."

  Ilisana, who is also a researcher for this project, replied in a low voice:

   "Mage Kel'Thuzad personally presided over their 'resurrection'. According to the theory compiled by Dean Blue Moon, we strictly implemented every step, and the aura of death filled their corpses to wake them from silence.

   But unfortunately, we only awakened their bodies, their souls have already gone to another world.

   But even so, the fighting ability of these failed products can still be compared to when they were alive."

   "This can't be done! It's still far from it!"

   Kel'Thuzad who was sitting on the magic carpet suddenly shook his head and said:

   "If it's just this kind of combat power, wouldn't it be better to keep them alive? Why bother? Death knights are a secret profession.

   represents a path of strength.

   What we give is the key to the powerful, not simply 'resurrection from the dead'. There are too many ways to achieve this effect, and there is absolutely no need to spend so much trouble.

  You don't want your father to get a weak body after waking up from a long period of chaos, right?

   He is the most powerful warrior and lord of the Elven Empire. Even if he is the commander of the army of death, he should be one of the most dangerous people in this world. "

  Kel'Thuzad's words made the pirate nodded in agreement, and he said to the silent elf in front of him:

   "That guy is so annoying that one can't help but want to punch him, but he's right. Don't do it or be perfect, you should know this."

  Ilisana nodded.

   The reason why she was willing to participate in this "blasphemy of life and death" project was to wake up her father from the pain and give him a free choice.

   instead of forcibly enslaving him like Elisande did.

   "Do you recognize this sword?"

  Black glanced at Aluriel's belongings.

   picked up a golden ornate magic blade, and when the pirate's fingers touched the sword, a scorching aura of fel energy came from it.

   made the pirates frown.

   He tapped the blade of the sword, and asked Ilisana, who had a sad expression on his face, and said:

   "I know, I'll never forget my father's death by this sword, a nightmare I've had for ten thousand years. Varo'then that **** loyal to Azshara!

   He used this cursed sword to assassinate my father. "

   "That's really a 'memorial significance'."

  Black chuckled, and the entry of the magic blade quickly appeared in front of him:

   Name: Legacy of Ravencrest

  Quality: Excellent · Epic

  Attribute: Omitted

   Effects:

  1. Seiko's work:

   This blade is a weapon that Queen Azshara ordered her court craftsmen to forge for her most loyal and valiant captain of the guard, Varothon, in order to reward Varothon for her loyalty and love to the Queen.

  The meticulous work of the court craftsman makes this sword extremely sharp and strong.

   2. Blazing Demon Blade:

  In addition to being an elven swordsman, Varozen is also a master of magic, his blade can activate the flame cover and cause fire burns equal to physical damage.

  When slashing, it will be accompanied by [Flame Blast], causing a lot of piercing damage to the enemy, and leaving a [Armor Break] effect.

  Item Description:

  Varothan loved Azshara deeply, but he dared not do anything to the Queen.

   He has a lot of dark thoughts in his heart, and even secretly forged magic chains, fantasizing about wrapping his **** chains around the queen every day, and piercing his scorching sword into the queen's body.

  Unfortunately, Malfurion Stormrage's blow in the back of the dragon sent him into the sky forever.

   He will never have that chance.

   "clang, clang"

  The stinky pirate tapped the magic blade, the pleasant sound in his ear made him narrow his eyes, and he said to the dejected Ilisana:

   "Actually, Varosen isn't 'dead' yet."

"Um?"

   Demon Hunter's expression instantly turned hideous, she asked:

   "Where is the murderer?"

   "Varothan died at the hands of Malfurion before the sky fell, but you must know that the explosion in the Well of Eternity created many ancient wraiths that have lingered in the ruins of Azshara for nearly ten thousand years.

  Elves never go anywhere, so it's hard for them to see the real masks of those wraiths. "

  Black handed the magic blade in his hand to Ilisana, he said:

   "But as far as I know, Captain Varosen is also very beautiful after his death. He leads a group of undead spirits wandering in the old palace, eager to see his beloved queen again.

   But I don't advise you to kill him, it doesn't make sense.

   He needs to 'live' to suffer.

   Go and use what you have learned to shape this sword into a runed blade as a gift for your father's resurrection.

   He is a warrior and he loves swords.

   As for Varothan, you should know that death knights have the ability to bind spirits. As a former lord of Black Rook Keep, your father needs a squire worthy of his status.

   You say, right? "

   (end of this chapter)