Azeroth Trail of Light

The Na'Thalas School of Magic, which was during the reign of the upper elves, was close to the largest magic academy of Jin Azshara. Come out from here.

Of course, Ere'Thalas is also an important city for the high-level elves. It is rich in polymaths, but compared to El'Thalas, it is in a remote area of ​​the empire like Feralas. The Na'Thalas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was very prosperous until the end of the reign of the upper elves.

Moreover, the atmosphere of the Na'Thalas School of Magic is very good. Even when Queen Azshara led the upper elf upper class to indulge in the study of mana and demons, the Na'Thalas School of Magic did not join it. No.

It is said that there is an artifact hidden in this magic academy, but this is only the rumors of the sober upper elf ghosts wandering among the desolate ruins of Azsuna.

In fact, there are stories about these ghosts... of course we can talk about them later.

The mogu assassins stepped into this academy that had been sealed up 10,000 years ago with absolutely crazy gestures. After passing through the long and dark stairs, they went deep into the ground, and what appeared on the face was a pile of scattered boulders. On top of the originally ingeniously designed waterways and fountains, the waterways full of magic patterns at that moment collapsed and collapsed, causing the destruction of this originally beautiful building in a mess.

Some upper elf mages who were obviously ghosts were walking around. They were still wearing the robes of the mages when they were alive, colorful, and occasionally a dazzling purple.

When the Mogu assassin holding a weapon rushed into the crypt, these "busy" ghosts immediately launched a counterattack.

"It's class time! Get out!"

A Na'Thalas instructor wearing a purple robe and a dark mage hat swiped a wand that had already decayed in his hand, hitting a Mogu Assassin, and directly dissecting his arm.

But this terrible injury did not affect the fighting spirit of these stone creatures. The magic teacher who launched the attack was immediately stunned by Tao Shi who appeared behind him, and then was chopped down by a throwing axe. These weapons were in use. The ones made in the Raksha engine all carry weak Titan energy, which can cause extremely high damage to negative energy creatures.

After the mentor launched a counterattack, other magic apprentices also started their own battles, but it took about 10,000 years to make these ghosts a little confused. Their spells repeatedly made mistakes and were beaten by a small number of Mogu assassins. Steadily retreating.

Some guys tried to escape in various ways when they saw the situation was not good, but they were all stopped by Tao Shi and Das. The apprentices who encountered the latter were very miserable. The thunder spear penetrated under the burst, and the violent lightning bombarded the spirit body. Almost no ghost can survive.

But this kind of destructive attack became difficult in vain when it was transferred to the mentor area. The more powerful the wizard, the more sober the spirit, especially the top arcanists of the Na'Thalas Academy of Magic, and even There is no difference in life, even because the combination of spirit body and magic element is stronger, it becomes more difficult to deal with.

After crippling 20 assassins, Das stopped the mogu assassin’s attack and made way for Eragon hovering in the crypt, when the starlight dragon rushed into the mentor with a happy roar. After the zone, it was an out-and-out disaster. Eragon blatantly opened the starlight barrier beneath the ground, and countless astral protectors gushed out of the starlight barrier that covered the ground. These star realms The form of the protector is similar to the arcane element and the water element, but the mysterious astral energy is used, which is a rare energy for the mages of Azeroth.

Extremely strong control and penetrability, so that these astral protectors have become Eragon's most powerful soldiers.

However, the energy of the astral realm has a bad disadvantage, that is, the enemy and us are not distinguished. After the starlight barrier is opened, even Darth and the Mogu Assassins cannot enter it. They can only clear the rear to monitor the development of things.

An explosion that made the entire building sway constantly erupted from deeper inside. The elves and ghosts used spells composed of ice, flames and arcanes to fight against more and more astral protectors, and even activated them at all. The magic enchantments spread throughout the mentor area, accompanied by the raging flames and gloomy ice on the ground, formed a magic wall, isolating the astral protectors in the outermost layer.

But this is only temporary, especially after the Eragon starlight serpent-like body enters the battlefield,

"Wow!"

Starlight Dragon raised his head and clasped the ghost of a dodgeable teacher with his two front paws. He tore it apart amidst his sorrowful wailing. Once the stability of the spirit body was destroyed, it would almost immediately die. In the air, the ferocious starlight dragon's eyes swept across the battlefield, his head was raised, his tail was swaying, and he spit out the hot, sharp breath of starlight, spraying it on the flame barrier in front of him, little by little. Completely wiped it out.

The entire narrow battlefield is filled with magical energy shooting from all directions, but the astral creatures have higher magic resistance than the real world, allowing them to ignore most of their attacks. Only when they are hurt, they will open their teeth and dance their claws. Pounced on the attacker, tearing it up, or swallowing it directly.

Five minutes after the fierce dragon joined the battlefield, the three-layer magic barrier was declared broken, but the difficulty of its attack also increased. In the narrow aisle leading to the principal's office and library, the elves and ghosts were as crazy as they were. He even did not hesitate to use the ghost's self-destruction to hinder the attack of the Starlight Dragon.

Obviously, at the very front of this corridor, there is something worthy of their soul guarding.

In the deepest part, in the principal’s room decorated with gorgeous purple ribbons and flowers that are about to decay, on a luxurious purple velvet bench, a female mage wearing a white robe and gold ribbons on the cuffs is sitting There, she didn't seem to lose her mind because of the anxious battle outside. She was playing with an exquisite starlight wand in which the light visible to the naked eye was constantly surging.

She wore a dark purple mage hat, and from time to time, with her left hand with delicate gloves deep in the depths, she pressed the mage hat down, as if to fix it better, and two strands of green hair that fell down gave this The ghost added a touch of unique temperament.

"Huh"

The flash of light lit up inside the room, not broken, but twisted hard, as if trying to squeeze in. After 2 seconds, the white light was broken, and a different kind of ghost came out of it.

This ghost holds an exquisite walking stick in his hand, wears a violet-colored robe, and wears an ornament similar to a crow pendant on his chest. There is a small crown on the top of his head to break through the starlight barrier of Eragon. Forcibly entering the deepest part of the Na'Thalas Academy, this can only be done by the most powerful wizard.

The ghost in front of him belongs to the strongest category.

"You are here...Farodis."

The dean sitting behind the table didn't lift her head either, just squeezed the magic wand in her hand. When this base camp was about to be breached, she was a little bit unusually calm.

"Alya, follow me! The invaders are here, you can't deal with them!"

The ghost known as Farodis was very nervous. He strode forward and held the dean’s hand, but was freed. He was stunned and looked at the green-haired elf in front of him. The latter also Looking at him, shook his head,

"I can't give up my college. This is the only obsession that has allowed me to persist until now. Since it is destined to be unsustainable, let me, the principal, follow it to return to time."

There was a trace of fatigue on the headmaster’s face, and a smile that was about to be relieved. She stretched out her hand and her eyes became clear. She touched the face of Farodis and her tone became lighter. stand up,

"Oh, Farodis, my most proud student, I'm sorry, when I was about to be separated, I remembered those things in the past. In the past ten thousand years, I, like them, thought that all of them were you. It’s not until now that I don’t know what a great thing you have done."

Her tone was as gentle as her gesture, and the ghost couldn't help reaching out and holding her hand again.

"Stop talking, Elya, follow me with the Tidestone. They came for it. We don’t know if they are related to Azshara, but I can’t just watch the tide like this. The stone fell in their hands."

"Oh, just for the tide stone?"

There was a light chuckle on the female dean’s face. She gently broke away from her hand, stood up, took Pharodis’s arm, and led him to the secret room at the back of the principal’s office. She stretched out her hand. The wand inside, lightly tapped on the keyhole of the secret room, and the purple light burst out, revealing the small secret room in it. Two ghosts stepped into it and saw a vivid sculpture of the moon **** scattered around it. Five icy blue stones scattered with long fluorescent light.

"Gogonus Tidestone... Azshara smashed it, and it took you nearly a thousand years to retrieve it from the ruins of Azsuna."

Dean Elya’s voice is very soft and delicate, but there is a trace of firmness in it. The wailing and cry of help from the spirit ghost, the roar of Darth, and the clicking sound of Eragon’s body rubbing against the ruins are all It sounded outside the dean’s room, but she did not panic. Instead, she reached out and picked up two of the five stones, and carefully handed them to Farodis.

"With our magic power level, we can only carry two fragments at the same time, otherwise it will affect the release of teleportation. Take them and leave here, Farodis, my student, don’t care what your people do to you. Slander, they were just distorted by Azshara's magic."

Elya held Pharodis’s face and kissed him gently on the forehead, whispering in his ear,

"Never forget, you are the ruler of this land, don't give up hope... If you are lucky enough to return to nature, I will be there to pray for you... Let’s go, let’s go! Don’t look back, I’m too tired, let me rest. ."

"We are born firm and noble, we die peaceful and beautiful...Don't leave me alone...follow me!"

There were no tears in Prince Farodis’ eyes, because the ghost could not shed tears, but his eyes were extremely tender and nostalgic. He held Alya Lanyue’s waist, which was his experience in the past ten thousand years. He was unwilling to let go of an unprecedented move, Lan Yue struggled a few times, and finally looked at him helplessly.

"It looks like I need to give you extra homework, Farodis."

"It's been a lot, I'm used to it."

Prince Farodis waved his hand to open the portal with difficulty. The white light kept beating and finally took shape. He embraced Elya towards the portal, but at the moment he was about to approach, he did not guard against a gentle but firm voice. The magic exploded on his waist and did not cause harm, but stubbornly pushed him to the portal. He turned his head and saw Dean Elya standing there, holding the Mage hat with one hand, smiling at him .

Quiet and beautiful, full of intellectual light, just like the dean he met when he first entered the Nar'thalas School of Witchcraft and Wizardry tens of thousands of years ago, who always liked to add extra homework Arrange for students, and then look at their burnt "bad girls".

"You know, Farodis, my student, my... Anyway, I can't get out of here. I tried countless times, don't forget me..."

If Alya could shed tears, she must have been in tears at this time. Farodis stretched out a hand, but could only watch her turn around, face the invaders who broke in and watch her. Facing the green thunderbolt dragon who was five times the size of her, he heard her last majestic rebuke,

"I am Elya Lanyue, the dean of the Na'Thalas Academy of Magic, disrupting the order of the academy! Damage public property! Injure students! Unforgivable! Accept your punishment!

"boom!"

The land of Azsuna shook at this moment, and a huge wave was set off on the sea. The ruins of the Na'thalas students completely collapsed. In Elya Blue Moon, the strongest in Azshara's period Under the full attack of the arcanists, the entire crypt, and even the entire ruins that had been maintained for ten thousand years, began to crack, shatter, and then sank.

On another mountain that is not too far away, the white flame shattered, and the body of Farodis appeared from it. He took off the crown on top of his head and looked at the sinking, shattered land, his eyes filled with despair. And pain.

However, at this most sorrowful moment, another gentle voice sounded behind him accompanied by thunder,

"Prince Farodis...what are you holding in your hand?"