The farewell to Shaohao was a bit uneventful.

This is normal. Hot-blooded men who advocate chivalry have always regarded the chic farewell as the creed of life. The chic index of a mighty pirate like Black must be at least five stars.

In short, after giving a few bottles of the wine in his luggage to the Pandaren Emperor, who was determined to embark on the battlefield, Black was ready to head to the city of Zin-Azshari.

Of course, before that, he still had to finish marking the magic test paper that Dean Lan Yue had just completed.

It has to be said that a genius is a genius. In just over half a month, Dean Lan Yue easily kept up with Pirate Pirate's course schedule and was even able to ask some tricky questions by drawing inferences from one instance.

It was only then that the mighty evil god realized that it was not unreasonable for the dean to call him an unlearned warlock ten thousand years later.

She was so powerful ten thousand years ago. No wonder she can defeat the spellcasting masters of later generations with her profound knowledge ten thousand years later.

"You're almost emptying me."

In the dean's tent, the pirate reluctantly handed a 100-point test paper to dean Lan Yue, who had a relaxed expression. He complained softly:

"If this continues, the stuff in my head won't be able to satisfy your immense thirst for knowledge. Fortunately, I still have a lot of forbidden knowledge spread from the Sunless Sea, otherwise I wouldn't have the guts to teach it to you.

Knowledge."

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

Dean Lan Yue said slowly while arranging the pen and paper at hand:

"I taught you this knowledge first, and then you came across time and space to return it to me, so theoretically speaking, I am teaching myself.

What I mean is, don't flatter yourself, 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 ‘uneducated and unskilled’ in the future?”

"boom"

Blake expressionlessly took out a stack of test papers from his bag that could be thrown to kill a succubus and placed them in front of the dean. Under the astonished gaze of dean Lan Yue, he said:

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

You are the nominal commander and do not need to participate in military decision-making, so if you complete these papers before you attack Zin-Azshari, considering your ability, it should be fine, right?"

"So, is this revenge?"

Dean Lan Yue curled her lips, rolled her cute eyes and pushed up her glasses, she said:

"You know that if you retaliate against me now, it means that I will retaliate against you in the same way ten thousand years from now, right? So in theory, if you want to make your life easier in ten thousand years, the best thing to do is

The solution is...

Please me."

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

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

"You like knowledge, don't you?"

Blake said in a long voice:

"It would be an insult to you if I gave you a big diamond ring. My dear dean, I know you better than you do. This is what you like, so stop pretending."

"well..."

Dean Lan Yue sighed, picked up a test paper and put it in front of her eyes to admire it. After a few seconds, she said:

"Well, this is indeed what I like. The feeling of constantly acquiring new knowledge is so happy that I can't stop. I haven't felt like this for a long time.

My disciple, you really understand me very well.

But as a mentor, being understood so clearly by my own disciples shows that I am really an unqualified educator. Speaking of which, you never told me what kind of trouble I will encounter in 10,000 years and need you to time travel.

Time and space to reverse?"

Lan Yue looked at Blake and said:

"I feel like you told my mentor about my problem. What the mentor said when he left was really strange. Now that you are leaving, aren't you going to tell me?"

"Uh, let's not talk anymore."

Lord Evil God scratched his head and said:

"In order for our teacher-student relationship to develop more healthily, these things should be left to your own experience. As for what, I am going to Xin Aisali to prepare for the meeting with the Queen, so you can continue to work on your papers.

I won't disturb you any more from enjoying this simple and fulfilling happiness.

See you on the battlefield."

After saying that, Pirate Pirates slipped out with a swish sound. Dean Lanyue looked at his back as if he was running away, shook his head, picked up his pen and started to write the test paper.

But I can't calm down today. Every time I think about it, my hair is running out of nowhere, my heartbeat is a little fast, and my cheeks are a little hot...

Don't you have a fever?

This experience is really bad.

Ms. Lan Yue thought so, waved her hand and patted a small ball of ice shards on her face to "force herself to calm down", then took a deep breath and continued to paddle in the ocean of knowledge.

On the other side, in the light of near dusk, Blake, Maiev, and the sisters of the Black Moon Priests who followed the first Warden quickly infiltrated into the city of Zin-Azshari, which had been completely occupied by demons.

Wrapped in Lord Moon Shadow's shadow, these big sisters and little girls move quickly and stealthily.

Led by eldest sister Dejana who was born in the city of Zin-Azshari, they crossed the city wall of the capital without any danger and entered the city that was already ruled by demons.

Nearly twenty days have passed since the abominable Zin-Azshari Massacre, but there are still large areas of filthy blood stains in the streets and corners of the city.

These bloodstains, which represent disaster and pain, are like the stains on the city that have been corrupted to the bone, representing a kind of hopeless madness and depravity.

Blake didn't even need to turn on his spiritual vision to sense that the city was full of weak spiritual bodies that had been eaten by demons.

They were howling and screaming, making the place so gloomy that it looked like ghosts on earth.

The watchmen who followed him walked silently through the streets and alleys. Although there were roars and noises from demons everywhere, the city seemed extremely silent to them.

This is a city of death.

Apart from Azshara and her loyal Highborne subjects, there is no one left alive in the city.

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

When entering an edge area with fewer demon branches, Pirate Pirates paused to rest, and said to the big sisters and girls behind him:

"I can feel your boiling anger and desire for revenge without even sensing it, but the Watcher should remain calm at all times. That is the virtue of the Darkmoon Hunter.

You have one hour to get back to your best condition.

Before I come back, I hope to see a group of calm stalkers, not a group of berserkers who want to pour out their anger."

"As you command, your Majesty Yueying Mian."

The eldest sisters accepted the order, and the pirate made a signal to Maiev. The two left this temporary hiding place, speeding on the eaves of the gloomy city like parkour, approaching the upper elf city.

To be honest, it is indeed a deep honor to see Zin Azshara in its prime in this era. The city under the night is much more majestic than the withered ruins on the coast of Azshara.

This place is like an enhanced version of Suramar. The city is larger and the facilities are more luxurious. Just a large walkway that separates the upper city from the civilian area is made of pure marble. The glowing trees on the road and the surrounding heights are scattered.

The spiers and domes add a lot of gorgeous ceremonial feel to the place.

The elves are indeed a group of guys with great artistic talents.

Don't worry about whether it's practical or not, just say whether it's handsome or not, right?

The entire city is built around the Well of Eternity, with towering mountains on the other side of the semi-arc city.

There is also a town-sized palace on the slopes of that high mountain, which is the Queen's favorite viewing platform. When the weather is good, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Mount Hyjal and the Great Plains of Suramar from there.

Unfortunately, that place has now become the lair of the Dread Demons and Doom Guards. Large swaths of magic bats flapped their wings and walked through the evening night. The fountain platform that was once used for public gatherings has also become the camp of the Demon Guards. Beautiful flowers and plants

The large garden consists of demon hounds chasing and biting.

The gorgeous city was so ruined, and the end of civilization probably felt so desolate.

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

Perhaps Azshara's people were already crazy before she went crazy.

"To build such a big city in 10,000 years will require at least ten years of taxes from the seven human kingdoms. Her Majesty the Queen is really extravagant and generous. If it were me, I would not be so generous and let the demons in my city.

They are building a nest in it.”

Standing on a tower whose top was burned by flames, Black said something distressed. Behind him, Miss Maiev silently looked in the direction of Zin-Azshari'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 occurred, the temple was far away from many innocent people, who bravely fought against the invaders under the watchful eyes of the moon god's sculpture.

.

"Elune has not given up on this country yet."

Maiev whispered:

"We're not giving up either... maybe we can rebuild it."

"You think too much, little sister."
To be continued...