MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1839 65. Obviously, you who are destined to do great things need

   Chapter 1839 65. Obviously, you who are destined to do great things need a sword that can shine

  's farewell to Shaohao was somewhat uneventful.

   This is normal. Hot-blooded men who advocate chivalry have always regarded a dashing farewell as their creed in life, and a dashing pirate like Blake has at least five stars on the dashing index.

   In short, after distributing a few bottles of the fine wine in the luggage to the pandaren emperor who was determined to set foot on the battlefield, Black was ready to go to the city of Xin Azali.

   Of course, before that, he had to review the magic test paper that Dean Lan Yue just finished.

   It has to be said that a genius is a genius. In just over half a month, Dean Lanyue easily kept up with the pirate's schedule, and even asked some very tricky questions.

   Until this time, the mighty Evil God realized that 10,000 years later, it is not unreasonable for the dean to call himself an ignorant warlock.

   She was so fierce 10,000 years ago, so it is no wonder that 10,000 years later, she will be able to hang the spellcasting masters of later generations with her knowledge.

   "You're almost emptying me out."

  In the dean's tent, the pirate reluctantly handed a 100-point test paper to the relaxed Dean Lanyue, who complained in a low voice:

"If this goes on like this, the goods in my head will not be able to satisfy your majestic thirst for knowledge. Fortunately, I still have a lot of taboo knowledge spread from the sea of ​​​​light, otherwise I really don't have the courage to teach you. Knowledge."

   "I taught you all your arcane knowledge, Blake."

   Dean Lanyue said slowly while sorting out the pen and paper at hand:

   "I taught you this knowledge first, and then you came across time and space to give it back to me, so in theory, it was I who taught myself.

   I mean, don't put gold on your face, my disciple.

  You are not the producer of knowledge, you are just the courier of knowledge.

  I guess, I will give you the title of 'inexperienced' in the future? "

"boom"

  Blake took out a bunch of test papers from his suitcase and threw them out, which could kill a succubus, and put them in front of the dean. Under the astonished gaze of Dean Lanyue, he said:

   "Master Dean, your attitude just now made me very unhappy, so I decided to give you a 'make-up lesson'. Anyway, you have to stay in the forest to hide and prepare for the past few days.

  You are the nominal commander and don't have to participate in military decision-making, so you should finish these papers before you invade Xin Azali. Based on your ability, it should be fine, right? "

   "So, is this revenge?"

   Dean Lanyue pouted, rolled her lovely eyes and pushed her glasses, she said:

"You know that if you take revenge on me now, it means that I will take revenge on you in ten thousand years, right? So in theory, if you want to make life easier for you ten thousand years from now, the best The way is

   please me. "

   She pointed to the exam paper in front of her, looked at Blake again, and asked softly:

   "Do you think this is the way to please me?"

   "You love knowledge, don't you?"

   Blackla said in a long voice:

   "I would be humiliating you if I gave you a big diamond ring, my dear dean, I know you better than you, that's what you like, so stop pretending."

"Ugh"

   Dean Lanyue sighed, picked up a test paper and admired it in front of her. After a few seconds, she said:

   "Well, that's what I really like, the feeling of constantly learning new knowledge is so joyful that I haven't felt that way in a long time.

  My disciple, you really understand me very well.

But as a teacher, being so thorough with my own disciples shows that I am really an unqualified educator. Speaking of which, you have never told me what troubles I have encountered in ten thousand years, and I need you to pass through. Time to reverse? "

  Blue Moon looked at Blake and said:

   "I feel like you told my mentor about my problem. The words the mentor said when he left were really strange. Now that you're leaving, don't you plan to tell me?"

   "Uh, let's not talk about it."

   Lord Evil God scratched his head and said:

   "For the healthy development of our teacher-student relationship, you should leave these things to your own experience. What, I'm going to Xin Azali to prepare for the meeting with the Queen, so you can continue to do your papers.

   I will not disturb you to enjoy this simple and fulfilling happiness.

  See you on the battlefield. "

   After finishing speaking, the pirate fled with a swoosh as if he were fleeing. Dean Lanyue looked at his escaped back, shook his head, picked up the pen and started writing the test paper.

   But I can't calm down today. Every time I think about it, my hair runs away inexplicably, my heartbeat is a little faster, and my cheeks are a little hot.

   Shouldn't you have a fever?

   This experience is really bad.

  Ms. Lanyue thought so, she waved her hand and slapped a small lump of ice **** on her face in a "forced calm", then took a deep breath and continued to dig in the sea of ​​knowledge.

   On the other side, in the light of the near dusk, Black and Maiev, and the elder sisters of the Black Moon Priest who followed the first watcher, quickly infiltrated the city of Sin Azali, which had been completely occupied by demons.

  Under the shadow of Lord Moon Shadow, these eldest sisters and girls moved swiftly and concealed one by one.

  Led by the elder sister Dejana, who was born in the city of Xin Azali, they crossed the city wall of the capital without any danger and entered the city that has been ruled by demons.

   It has been almost twenty days since the abominable Sin Asari massacre, but the streets and corners of the city are still full of filthy bloodstains.

  These blood stains representing disaster and pain are like the stains of the city's corruption, representing a hopeless madness and depravity.

  Blake didn't need to turn on his spiritual vision to perceive that the city was full of weak spirits that remained after being eaten by demons.

   They were crying and screaming, making it so gloomy that it was like a ghost on earth.

   And the watchmen who followed him walked silently through the streets and alleys. Although there were roars and noises from the devil's offal everywhere, the city was dead silent in their perception.

   This is a city of death.

   Save for Azshara and her loyal Highborne subjects, there is no one alive in the city.

   "Turn off Spirit Vision, for the sake of your mental health."

   When entering a marginal area with few demon branches, the chip pirate took a pause and said to the big sisters and girls behind him:

   "I don't have to feel it to feel your boiling anger and desire for revenge, but watchers should remain calm at all times, that's the virtue of Darkmoon hunters.

  You have an hour to get yourself back in the best shape possible.

  Before I return, I want to see a group of calm hunters, not a group of berserkers who want to pour out their anger. "

   "As per your order, Your Majesty Moon Shadow."

  The big sisters accepted the order, and the pirate gestured to Maiev, and the two left from this temporary hiding place, speeding on the gloomy city eaves like parkour, and approaching the upper elf city.

   To be honest, it is indeed a great honor to see Sin Azshara in its heyday in this era, and the city under the night is far more magnificent than the withered ruins on the shores of Azshara.

It looks like an enhanced version of Suramar. The urban area is larger and the facilities are more luxurious. Just a large walkway that separates the upper urban area from the civilian area is made of solid-colored marble. The glowing trees on the road and the surrounding heights are scattered. The minarets and domes of the spires add a lot of splendid ceremonial feeling here.

   The elves are indeed a group of guys with explosive artistic cells.

   Don't care if it's practical or not, you just say handsome or not?

  The whole city is built around the Well of Eternity, and on the other side of a semi-arc city are towering mountains.

   There is also a town-sized palace on the **** of that high mountain, which is the queen's favorite viewing platform, and in good weather, can enjoy a good view of Mount Hyjal and the Great Suramar Plain.

Unfortunately, it has now become the den of the dread demons and the doomsday guards. A large number of mephits flap their wings and walk through the evening night. The fountain platform that was used for public gatherings has also become the camp of the demon guards. Beautiful flowers and plants In the large garden formed, there are devil hounds chasing and biting.

  The gorgeous city has been ruined like this, and the end of civilization is probably such a desolate feeling.

   The Highborne abandoned everything they had built for a sad dark fantasy, and entrusted their future to a cold-blooded star god.

   Perhaps Azshara's people were mad before she went mad.

"To build such a big city in 10,000 years, at least the seven human nations will have to pay taxes for ten years. Her Majesty the Queen is really extravagant and generous. If it were me, I wouldn't be so generous to let the demons in my city. nesting there."

   Standing on a tower whose top was burned down by flames, Blake said something very distressed. Behind him, Miss Maiev looked silently in the direction of Xin Azali's Moon Temple.

   The largest and most ceremonial temple in the Elven Empire was the most severely damaged building in the city.

The demons almost razed the place to the ground in a gesture of venting their anger. According to the people who escaped, when the massacre happened, the temple was far away from many innocent people, who fought bravely against the invaders under the gaze of the statue of the moon god. .

   "Elune has not given up on this country."

   Maiev whispered:

   "We didn't give up either. Maybe we can rebuild it."

   "Think too much, little sister."

   Pirate grinned and said:

   "You will live on the trees and pick fruits to eat in the future. Take a last look at this city. There will never be such a magnificent city in this world in the future."

   "I admit what you say makes sense, my god."

  Miss Maiev slapped Black's hand away and said:

   "But can you restrain your overly exuberant desire for pleasure when you speak, we are at war, please be serious?"

   "Alas, boring."

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "You are as boring now as you will be ten thousand years later. As a clergyman, you are not even willing to take the risk of being a god. Sure enough, a mighty **** like me can't expect to get some normal believers."

   "I've never seen any deity use tentacles when a believer is dedicated to him. This is beyond my poor imagination, Lord Moon Shadow."

   Maiev's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

   There is of course a reason for this.

   The guilty-hearted Lord Evil God laughed dryly, and hurriedly changed the subject and said:

   "I found Dath'Remar Sunstrider's mansion, let's go there now."

   "Huh? Don't you save Tyrande?"

   Maiev asked in surprise, Blake shook his head and said:

   "Some of the beloved Miss Tyrande is rescued by someone, so we don't have to intervene, of course I will support them in secret, now I need to make a dream to talk to the Sunstrider safely.

  When I fall into a dream, my most trusted, most beautiful and my favorite Maiev will protect me, okay? "

   "Pay attention to your identity, Lord Moon Shadow, don't be so nauseous, okay?"

   Maiev said angrily, but Black then squeezed his eyes and said:

   "Don't laugh if you have the ability. You obviously like to be so tired of being together, but you have to be so serious. We are now in the stage of love, right? Don't you jump up and plant a few strawberries for me, do you think it's appropriate?"

   "Sir, be decent."

   Maiev reluctantly supported his helmet and sighed:

   "I really can't continue to believe in you when you are like this. This is not what I imagined to be in a relationship with someone."

   After she finished speaking, she glanced at the dissatisfied Evil God, thought for a while, reached out and took off the battle helmet and gently kissed Blake's cheek, saying:

   "That's fine, darling."

   "嘁."

  The pirate snorted and said:

   "Look how torment you when I go back and save you, you wicked believer."

   After throwing the ruthless words, Lord Evil God slightly used the power of the Godhead of the Silent One, and without affecting the stability of the time network, a dream that enveloped the area of ​​the upper elves was compiled in the blink of an eye.

   Maiev next to him shook his head, the world in her eyes was split into two at this moment, the material world was still calm, but the dream in her mind returned to Yingsong's ancestral house in a different way.

   Seeing the smirking evil **** move his fingers, Miss Maiev realized that something was wrong.

   "My dear little Maiev, my story isn't over yet, but we have little time left so we can only do it in our dreams. But we might be able to listen to the story in a different setting.

  Relax, listen to me, this dream is not going to end so soon. "

   Damn!

   His own insincerity angered his own god.

   Now this evil **** is about to deliver "God Punishment".

   I'm finished.—

On the other side, the great aristocrat Das Reema Sunstrider, who had returned to the mansion after a hard day at the "big construction site" of the Well of Eternity, had just leaned back in his chair to prepare for dinner when he felt an irresistible burst. sleepy.

  The dream came so suddenly that he fell asleep after a few blinks.

   "Damn, I have to go to work tomorrow."

   Sunstrider thought so.

   But the dream in front of me has quietly unfolded.

   He saw a flame bursting out in front of his eyes and flying in the sparks. The flame swirled and danced around Dath Remar Sunstrider as if it had its own life, and finally turned into a beautiful and noble flame phoenix.

  It flapped its wings, and in the arc of light drawn by its elegant tail feathers, it carried Dath Reima forward in this weird dream, as if stepping into a less clear future.

   Sunstrider saw himself in the fragments of time and space that crossed on both sides.

  He boarded a battleship surrounded by a group of fellow elves, sailed through the magnificent ocean he had never seen before, and finally set foot on a magical and wild continent like an explorer.

   Before the Sunstrider could look at it carefully, the picture of another fragment unfolded again.

The scorching sun of the dawn sheds the morning light, and in a gorgeous city very similar to Xin Aishali, there are red and gold towers all over the place. He is already old and holds an elegant Jin Xiqin and melancholy plays the hometown minor. .

  Those fragments are constantly changing, some are battlefields, some are deep palace mansions, and a large area of ​​white-skinned elves outside a towering mausoleum are sadly saying goodbye.

  In the end, those fragments flew and turned into a flaming gorgeous long sword in the roar of the phoenix, and stuck on the ground like a flagpole, and the flaming phoenix who had been walking along with him also folded his wings and landed on the flaming hilt.

   "Is this some kind of prophecy?"

  Your Excellency Sunstrider is a great noble of the empire, although he is not as strong as a great arcanist.

   But he is also a very good spellcaster with a deep family background.

   He immediately realized that his dream was extraordinary, and the long sword that appeared in the dream might be the key to unlocking this prophecy.

   "Touch it."

   A low voice sounded in Dath Remar's dream, causing the Sunstrider to turn around vigilantly, and saw a mysterious man wearing a black robe and holding a crow's staff coming from the dream.

   There is only a chaotic mist under his hood, and the mystery is filled in an instant.

   "Dathremar Sunstrider, who is destined to do something great, welcome to the past, the gap between the present and the future, you are about to embark on your own magnificent destiny, and I am your guide."

The   crumb pirate glanced at the founding king of Quel'Thalas in front of him.

   He waved his fingers and reorganized this fragmented dream into another scene. Das Reima saw the familiar hall and himself sleeping soundly on the dining table not far away.

   He didn't wake up, he was still dreaming.

   "The familiar environment may make you let down your guard, come on."

   The Mysterious Man sat on the sofa behind him, letting the fire of the fireplace burn, the graceful phoenix on his shoulders, tilting his head to look at the Sunstrider.

He says:

   "Open your heart to fate and talk to the Prophet in Black."

   (end of this chapter)