Chapter 1029: ?Teaching activities

"Look, Khadgar, there is a lonely hellhound. We sneaked close to it from behind. It has three times the amount of fel energy than the kid. Remove the head...The other parts are useless, only the brain. It's a spellcasting material."
While explaining, Su Ming led Khadgar through the Shadow Tower. The Karazhan Observatory is Medivh’s pathway to the Twisting Nether. It is actually very simple to reach the Shadow Tower from there. After all, it is the reflection of Karazhan.
Khadgar has joined Karma Taj's luxurious lunch. Of course, the Supreme Mage still has to teach him some real skills. The most lacking of an academic mage like him is the ability to survive in the wild.
So Su Ming personally showed him how to play wild.
Although the Hellhound could smell the scent of the two of them, the speed was not as fast as the death knell, and his head was chopped off by the godslayer.
Khadgar looked at the giant hellhound who was taller than a human. He was obviously of the leader level. He was a little speechless: "...You killed all the other demons, of course it is alone."
"Oh? There's an abomination ahead. Did you see the stitching on it? Medivh's craftsmanship is not bad. Putting the corpse together and making it act like a puppet requires a high-level alchemy. Skills, and these specially processed magic threads, if you are short of money in the future, you can go and sell the suture thread."
Su Ming didn't care about Khadgar's complaints at all, but continued to move forward with great interest. After cutting for a while, he saw the No. 2 BOSS. He rarely played against the suture monster, which gave Su Ming some experience.
"Only necromancers need this material, right? Those people are too dark, and their magic and their own existence are uncomfortable." Khadgar shook his head. The so-called shadow tower is more like a tower. The huge underground morgue.
The surrounding walls have no windows or doors. Green torches are burning on the walls. A hall is connected to a hall. Inside it is either a pool of blood or a mountain of corpses, with demons and undead walking through it.
Khadgar didn't know that Medivh killed so many people, because he saw the carcasses of Karazhan servants in the room here, and some heads attached to the spine were hung on the iron hooks on the ceiling, densely packed. of.
Those are people he knows.
Had it not been for the death knell that had been distracting his attention, Khadgar felt that he should have collapsed with a scream. Even so, he could only cover his nose to prevent himself from fainting in the strong smell of sulfur and rancidity. past.
It’s just that the death knell’s way of taking care of others is twisted, like deliberately concealing good intentions, is this an expression of cold and warm face.
He has to admit that Death Knell is indeed a good teacher. In just a few minutes, he learned how to stom on little ghosts, tear big spiders, play skull football and other weird skills.
But this looks like a warrior course...
"Power does not distinguish between black and white, it only depends on the path the user is practicing, Khadgar, you can ask Master Meri Winterwind of the Council of Tirisfal in the future. He is a good man."
Su Ming drew abomination sutures on the BOSS corpse and allowed the green water to splash around, while instilling his own ideas in Khadgar.
"He is an undead and a master of demonology. The whole person is like a zombie. I don't dare to approach him at all." Khadgar knew who the death knell was talking about, but he had never heard anyone think that the master of winter wind was Good people.
Meili Dongfeng was a high elf before his death. He died in the Ancestral Amman War 3000 years ago. He was resurrected as undead by his companions because of the fierce battle. He was also one of the founders of the Tirisfal Council.
"You always think that there are no good people in the Tirisfal Council. The archmages always ignore you and use you like a slave. But the good people among them are spontaneously alienated because of the other's appearance and reputation. It is the most shallow to judge people by appearance. Do you think you are doing this right?"
Su Ming handed the suture thread dripping with mucus to Khadgar. After hearing what he said, the apprentice who was looking down thinking did not realize what he was taking over. He put the suture thread away blankly, his hands were green. juice.
"When you came to Karazhan, Medivh was good to you, but in fact it was Sargeras' means to stabilize the Council of Tirisfal."
Khadgar followed the footsteps of the death knell, all monsters in front of them were hacked to death lightly. The death knell was not released even once, so it was so easy.
"..." He was still frowning and thinking, using his brain in a place full of stench, only feeling the brain pain.
Su Ming sighed and skinned the dead giant bat: "You only saw the surface of the problem in the past, but didn't think about why Medivh was so good to an apprentice who didn't know him? What did he like about you? What did you pay for learning the advanced knowledge of Karazhan? Nothing? Then you have to think about whether someone paid a higher price for you and you don't know."
"Is it actually Azeroth who paid for me?" Khadgar understood that if the Burning Legion's plan succeeds, then the world will have to pay for its own stupidity.
In these short minutes, Khadgar grew up, and he finally realized that even an unknown person is likely to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the world, and he vowed that he would never make similar mistakes in the future.
Su Ming took out a wine bottle and took a couple of sips. This copy is a bit strange. It's probably less than half after it's gone: "It's okay, it's not too late. Even if the three dark titans come, I will put them back into the twisting void. Go, relax, despise the enemy strategically and value the enemy tactically."
"Thank you, teacher, for making me realize my shortcomings, and I will try to make up for my mistakes." After a long while, Khadgar raised his head and nodded gratefully to the death knell. The mustache painted on his face was obvious. Out of a very ecstasy curve: "Then you are fancy my future, right?"
"It can be said that you will be a good guardian." Su Ming nodded. There is nothing to avoid. Anyway, Khadgar has fallen into the palm of his hand and can't run away, but he hasn't waited for Khadgar to treat himself in the future. Achievement smiled, and he poured another pot of cold water on it: "As long as you don't die."
"Huh?" Khadgar opened his eyes wide.
"If I don't come, you will be dead tonight, do you believe it?" Su Ming glanced at him blankly.
Khadgar shrugged and looked at the dead Karazhan servants around him. He picked up a pocket watch from a corpse. It belonged to the butler, Morros. Maybe he almost became one of the corpses.
"I believe."
Su Ming nodded and didn't speak any more. Khadgar believed it, but it wasn't his business...
The various monsters along the way had no death knell at all, like a trumpet, Su Ming took Khadgar all the way to the last boss.
After passing through the hall after another, the two came to a terrace, and their eyes suddenly opened up. The two people faced the vast void, boundless.
But the dark purple void has now turned into a dazzling green. A huge spaceship is above their heads, and the huge mountain-like device above is charging.
"Fur..." Su Ming shook the knife in his hand and threw the cigarette in his mouth on the ground and stomped it out: "It seems that Medivh has already left. We are a little late. This fel warship is now Leap more demons to Azeroth."
"What can I do?" Khadgar looked at the death knell with a serious expression, knowing that this was the key.
"You are too weak and can't do anything. Just now I taught you how to squeeze the eyes of the demon guard with your bare hands. You have to look carefully and learn the next lesson."
I saw the black and yellow mask instantly rise, covering the face of the death knell. He said something unintelligible to the chicken leg in his hand, and the staff immediately began to melt and deform, growing rapidly like vines and trees. Come longer and longer, until it reaches a length of about fifteen meters.
The white golden light illuminates the surroundings brightly, the magic floating cloak lightly like wings, and Su Ming directly rushes into the sky several thousand meters.
Holding the ship-cutting knife with both hands, he cut in from the bow of the fel warship, and cut the warship in half like a fish. The man rushed out from the stern and returned to Khadgar. Time has not passed. second.
He also held a weird thing in his hand, like a giant instrument made of metal and green crystal, but he didn't explain it, but put it directly into the bag.
Then he turned around and closed his sword, and walked along the way he had always been. The battleship in the sky gradually expanded along the cracks. The black metal that made up the hull began to deform and expand under the heat and pressure, accompanied by a series of giants. Rang~EbookFREE.me~ The green firelight illuminates half of the sky.
A huge beholder was still floating on the bow, maybe it was the leader or something, maybe it was waiting for someone to fight it, but he didn't expect that even the battleship would be cut with a knife.
It cursed devilish swear words and was swallowed by the explosion.
Khadgar's mouth was as big as an egg, staring blankly at the flames in the sky, until the explosion and gravity sent the devil's flesh and ashes into his mouth, he spit out and recovered.
What kind of magic was used by the death knell just now, he didn't see it at all, maybe flying is a kind of advanced magic, and so is weapon deformation?
But destroying a battleship that looks bigger than Karazhan with one man, with only one knife? Very fast?
Is this the essence of magic? So strong...
He turned and caught up with the death knell, and asked with some worry: "Teacher, I'm afraid I can't learn this."
"Huh? You can't learn anything?" Su Ming slowed down a bit and looked down at Khadgar.
"That's it, a single player uses a knife to cut through a battleship or something. You know, flying magic is usually achieved with a magic circle. I have such a talent..." Khadgar was embarrassed, to be honest. He knew that his talent was average, and among the younger generation of mages, it was almost the bottom.
Su Ming looked inexplicable, took off his mask and lit a cigarette again: "Who told you to learn this, you want to fly to the sky even if you can't walk steady?"
"Then what do you make me'watch well and learn well'?" Khadgar was also confused, he forgot to slap the debris on his body.
"You are the worst class among the students I have ever taken." Su Ming sighed and said in a hateful tone: "What I told you to learn is the very important point of becoming a top mage. Listen well, then It's—pure men never look back at the explosion."