Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 940 37. You will be punished by knowledge, and the sentence will be eternal

  Black settled Suramar's reinforcements with just one word.

He thought that the recalcitrant Nightborne in Black Rook Keep would survive for at least three days before surrendering, but he did not expect that the Shaldorei would be decisive on the night when the news came back that the Druids had refused to allow the Suramar army to enter Val'sharah. Voted.

   That "rebellion" came very suddenly.

   The pirates themselves did not expect it.

The nightborn loyal to Elisande were swept away by the Saraiin elves hiding among them. After seeing the high-ranking advisor, Lord Vandos, appear in a new form, Shaldorei's morale instantly fell to the valley. .

  According to Dean Lanyue's thoughts, it doesn't matter if these children of the night are let go.

   They are not important people, but Aluriel, the greedy Blood Mistress, is eager to expand her power, so she makes a cruel decision.

  At midnight, after the enchantment in the main city of Black Rook Castle was removed, the Nightborne Magic Swordsmen who came to welcome Black and Dean Blue Moon into the castle have all been transformed into blood elves.

   And they're "rave".

   The magic wine, which they regarded as life, was smashed from the castle one by one, and the wine hit the ground, making the sweet and sour wine full of aroma.

  Those who have completely freed themselves from the addiction celebrate their "rebirth" in this way.

On the highest spire of the castle, Elisande's last loyalists were tied to the pillar by Sallein. Under the watchful eye of the blood mistress, the new blood elves stepped forward one by one, from these tragic The guy called sucked blood.

   They use this to satisfy their thirst for blood.

   The refreshing feeling of blood flowing into the mouth is much more wonderful than swallowing magic wine.

   Although they themselves know very well that they are substituting one addiction for another, as the famous saying of the Blood Mistress Aluriel:

   There is always more blood in this world than magic.

   They are finally free from the torture of magic addiction for thousands of years. Although the price is to become bloodthirsty monsters, their minds are no longer bound by that ridiculous magic wine.

   This made them feel the joy they had never felt before.

   That scene was very much like a cult ritual, mysterious, dark and cruel.

   In the shadow of the castle, the Blood Mistress and the high-ranking Sarai Infandos, who was transformed by her own hands, hugged each other, stroking each other like lovers, and asking each other for warmth in the darkness.

   Apparently, the dark victory of this Sarin has made the two leaders and the first batch of die-hard guys full of sex.

   However, whether it is Black or Dean Blue Moon, they don't care about the fate of these mad Sarin and the Nightborne loyalists. They are all ruthless commanders, and they can do whatever they can to win.

   Well, at least tonight.

   "Where's Tarongol?"

   Under the **** of more than a dozen death knights, this was the first sentence that Dean Lan Yue walked into Black Raven Castle.

   This made Blake pouted, thinking that after the dean became a lich, he was really careful.

   Gorefiend seems to be unable to escape this calamity. In the face of the dean's questioning, wearing a black blindfold, Elisana Ravencasse pointed to her feet and said:

   "That **** was in the Ravencrest family cemetery below the castle, and he manipulated the souls of my people in an attempt to create a death aberration against us.

   But he underestimated the will of the Ravencrest family. Several of my clansmen attacked him with the help of Sallein. Now he is in a cage, waiting for your judgment. "

"very good."

   Lady Lich nodded in satisfaction, leaning on her staff, she said to Ilisana, who was equally excited but still suppressed her inner feelings:

   "Go, child, and unlock the magic locks of your father's graveyard, and I will wake up your father myself after I have completed my education of the Gorefiend.

   Lord Kurotas Ravencrest, the last ray of courage of the Elven Empire, the supreme example of all nobles, my old friend, I will personally lead him from his eternal sleep back to the material world.

   At that time, it is up to him to decide whether he will go or stay. "

"Um."

  Ilisana nodded fiercely.

   She paid tribute to Dean Lanyue and strode to the secret place in the castle.

   It was not the death knights who followed her, but her fellow demon hunter, Maris Bane.

  This guy has inherited the bad temper of the demon hunters. He obviously doesn't believe in these guys who have come back from the dead. He feels that his compatriots are vulnerable now and need his protection.

Although Ilisana Ravencase, a high-ranking Illidari hunter, can beat up a former recruit with one hand, Ilisana is in a very excited mood now, and she should pay special attention to the repetition of her inner demon. .

   And she is a girl, and she is an elf gentleman, and it is her duty to protect her.

   "Pay attention to maintaining your emotions, don't let the demons jump out here."

  Black says behind Elisana:

   "You also know that your father hates demons the most. If he sees a demon living in his precious daughter, the great lord will probably be **** off again."

   "Can't you say something nice?"

  Xalatas, who was wearing his favorite "clothes", covered his face and shrouded Onyxia's graceful figure in a black robe. She followed behind the little master and whispered:

   "Father and daughter meet again after ten thousand years, what a wonderful thing, if it weren't for the fact that I am an empty essence without feelings, I would be moved."

   "Yeah, but if you could take my hand away from your chest, it would make your statement more true."

  The pirate said with a wooden face:

   "Let go."

  “嘁”

  Xalatas pouted, let go of Black's hand, and put on a dignified look, followed behind Dean Lanyue and walked down the catacombs of the castle.

   At the bottom of the castle is the family graveyard of the Ravencrest family, where all members of this family are buried when they die.

  Although it is difficult for Black to understand such a thing as building a castle on top of a cemetery, but there is no way, the noble culture of the elf empire is like this.

   The catacombs at this time were extremely gloomy, and when the pirates walked in, they could feel that the cold air around them almost condensed into frost.

   The concentration of death aura here is extremely high, but it is not controlled.

   "I also learned something, so it's not helpless."

   Dean Lanyue looked at the aura of death that pervaded her surroundings, and she nodded with a little satisfaction. This was what Tarongol made when he fought back to the death.

   That cunning orc must have been inspired by the real death knights under the command of Dean Blue Moon to understand the difference between shadow and death.

   This proves that Gorefiend is indeed a very good researcher, and if he gives him some time, he may really be able to comprehend the knowledge of death.

  Unfortunately, his wisdom was not used in a reasonable place.

   This is why Dean Lan Yue is so angry with him.

   If he was a fool in the beginning, that's fine.

   However, it is a terrible waste of talent to waste time on other useless things even though you have talent. This waste is intolerable in the eyes of educators.

"boom"

The Aluneth Scepter was placed on the ground, and the ancient elements controlled the energy. Through the Lich's "devour", the death aura in the entire catacomb was absorbed into her spirit in a "deep breath" by the dean. body.

   This made the dean's spiritual body a little more solid.

   Her entire lich form is not the same as that of old Merry.

   The corpse of the dean has been weathered for a long time, so if she wants to reshape the body of a lich, she must first find some bones full of the essence of death.

   This thing is hard to find at this point in time.

Therefore, the dean has always maintained the form of a spirit body, but this does not prevent her from releasing those powerful death magic, and because of the spirit body, Ms. Aria Lanyue has the ability to "occupy" Terrible ability.

   As long as the dean is willing, she can take control of the body from others at any time, and then smash the soul of the poor worm, occupy the magpie's nest, and have a flesh and blood body forever.

   With the current strength of Dean Lanyue, she can even easily complete the occupation of the legendary person when she has made arrangements in advance and has the help of her own bad students.

   However, with the dean's character, she would not do such an evil thing.

   The premise is that other people don't provoke her. Once the emotionless lich breaks out, it is very terrible. There are few things in this world that can stop them from slaughtering the weak.

   A single death and decay is enough to destroy a town.

   "Talon Gorefiend!"

Black walked to the cage in the middle of the tomb and looked at the Nightborne elf who was slumped in the cage. Although his face had been changed, he could still see the cunning and vicious Gorefiend from those hazy eyes. soul.

  The pirate stole the helmet and looked at the gorefiend in the cage.

  Those souls of the Ravencrest family hated him for enslaving them with evil methods, so they were especially vicious when they took revenge, and the Gorefiend's body was almost smashed.

   The wound in the abdomen is unbearable for any living person.

  Fortunately, the Gorefiend has long since died, and now he is just a lonely ghost who can't go back to his hometown and can't grasp his fate.

   "Do you still recognize me?"

  The pirate squatted outside the cage and looked into the dark eyes of the Gorefiend. The latter looked at the handsome blond and blue-eyed guy in front of him. He carefully distinguished the man in front of him. After a few seconds, he let out a low laugh.

   replied in Orcish language:

   "So it's you, 'Orc Killer'.

   I heard that Gul'dan died at your hands, that idiot Cho'gall was nearly killed by you, and you were just a bug that could be run over easily

  The old bugs have grown to the point where I can look up.

  Tsk tsk, this is fate. "

   After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, leaned against the cage, and put on a "don't care" gesture, saying:

   "Kill if you want, don't humiliate me."

   "What to wear?"

   Black sneered:

   "You've never been a dead man, don't be a tough guy here.

   I would really love to see the guy I once had to look up to be trampled under my feet, but your embarrassed look really makes me feel very unfulfilled.

  I don't even bother to talk to you.

   But fear not, my dear Talongor, I am not your judge and executioner today, I am just here to sit in on a trial. Don't worry about my existence, just think about how to deal with my mentor. "

After   , the pirate stood up, stepped aside with his hands behind his back, and made a "please" gesture for the dean.

   Dean Lanyue leaned on the Aluneth Scepter and walked in front of the Gorefiend. The latter couldn't help trembling. He felt the pull of death from the spirit body lich in front of him.

   Something icy seemed to emerge from the darkness, sneering and pulling at his already exhausted soul.

   It was not until he really saw the true face of Dean Lanyue that Gorefiend really understood the meaning of the so-called "warning of death" that the dean told him before.

   He was just a scavenger picking up shells on the beach of the sea of ​​death knowledge, and any scraps from the dim sea of ​​death had already made him extremely satisfied.

   And the woman in front of her is a lonely explorer in the sea of ​​death.

   She has touched the real knowledge of death, and she has established a close connection with the world of the dead. In this material world full of living beings, a lich like Alya Bluemoon can even call herself the "spokesperson of death".

   The two are indeed not the same level in terms of knowledge.

   Even if it was Gul'dan.

  No, the strengths she and Gul'dan studied were not the same and could not be compared together.

   "Talongor!"

   Ms. Elya Bluemoon did not say any meaningless greetings.

   She said in a cold voice that went straight to the topic:

   "You are the worst spellcaster I've ever seen!

  You have wisdom but don’t use it well, and you have talent but let it go to waste.

  You have knowledge but never study, you have time but never cherish it.

  You have no reverence for the truth of magic, you never fulfill your thirst for knowledge, and you see the ultimate goal of the caster as something optional.

  You regard knowledge as a means of profit, and wisdom as a ladder of power. What you do is the greatest blasphemy against the power at your disposal.

   I would even respect Gul'dan's thirst for power.

   That proves that the orc's thirst for knowledge is as strong as his thirst, but unfortunately he doesn't teach his disciples that you don't deserve what you have.

   So I'm going to strip it! "

"boom"

   The staff in the dean's hand was on the ground, like a judgment falling.

  The dark green energy originating from the aura of death poured into the cage, turned into ghostly claws, tore at the soul of the Gorefiend, and made him scream.

   In Tarongol's howl, the shadow magic that he used to cast spells was pulled away by the dean in a strange way, stripping him of all his spellcasting abilities without harming his soul.

  Leaving only a feeble soul and a rotten body.

   But the dean did not take away his wisdom.

"From now on, you, Tarongol, will become an apprentice of the psychic school of Nar'Thalas Academy. You must rely on your own learning ability and pass the assessment of all subjects in the academy, otherwise you will have to stay in the academy and study. .

   I will watch over you, and if you fail, I will punish you, and your punishment will not end until you become a true seeker and learned man.

  Now, pack your things and report to the academy immediately! "

   After saying that, the dean turned and left without turning his head.

   Lich is so arrogant, even if she has eternal life, she doesn't want to waste a second of time.

   As for Gorefiend.

   He was lying in the cage with question marks all over his face.

   He thought he was going to lose his mind today, but that strange lich just asked him to be an apprentice and learn knowledge?

  Damn, is this lich brain broken?

  What's wrong?

   "Tsk tsk, looking at your expression, you seem to think this is easy?"

  The pirate asked while watching the excitement.

   "Just learning."

   Gorefiend snorted and said:

   "I have always been confident in my learning ability. Can I get freedom by passing all the course assessments? Hehe, sounds easy."

   "Alas, the ignorant are fearless, look at you, so ordinary, yet so confident."

  Black said quietly:

   "The eldest apprentices in Nar'Thalas Academy who aspire to be learned scholars have studied for ten thousand years, but they are still not sure of passing the final exam.

   I really want to cut your head open to see what material your unfounded confidence is made of.

   But since the dean has praised your talent, I have begun to have confidence in you. My younger brother, maybe you only need 5000 years to graduate successfully? Become a legend and a miracle?

   Well, be sure to cheer! "

   After finishing speaking, the stinky pirate laughed and walked deeper into the catacombs with his servants, where there was a death aberration created by the Gorefiend, and Black planned to see if he could "use it".

   And the Gorefiend in the cage was lying there, his eyes full of blankness.

  5000 years?

   Rounding up, how is this different from permanent captivity?

   Damn!

   Really is a ruthless lich, even torture people so tricky.

  I am finished.

   (end of this chapter)