nashuaworldcup Chapter 622 Day 31
Chapter 622 Day 31
He called Godos out and gathered his men to prepare for departure.
Now, besides the skeleton beasts, each death knight leads one hundred immortal fire skeleton fusion monsters... In fact, these three hundred immortal fire monsters alone are probably unmatched.
Even if some are lost, the three Death Knights can resurrect new immortal minions by converting the life and soul of living beings...
They are the core fighting force, with almost no teammates.
Now there's another hidden and terrifying force...
Besides the dozen or so resurrected troll undead warriors, the truly vast and uniquely eerie group consists of the ancestral mummies accumulated in the troll village over a century... These trolls possess immense strength and are fearless, their only weakness perhaps being their vulnerability to fire; they also carry a plague...
This army of mummy trolls numbered in the thousands; Lorraine hadn't specifically counted them. They were considered a type of high-level cannon fodder, or at least a mid-tier unit...
The mummy was much stronger than the skeleton beast, but still no match for the undying flame minions of the three Death Lords...
One thing is special: if a mummy dies again, only its body and rune strips are damaged. As long as the core vengeful spirit and the remnant soul of the ancestor are not destroyed, Lorraine can mass-produce them again with just a breath.
After a simple comparison and a trial duel, Lorraine assessed that the mummy army was more than ten times stronger than the original primitive warriors of the troll village, and that a single mummy could wipe out the village.
It's easy to imagine that the village chief leading hundreds of men, women, and children from the troll village to challenge Lorraine was like an egg hitting a rock—they had no chance of winning.
Faced with such despair, apart from a few residents who managed to escape, the other wounded and immobile warriors, along with more than half of the children and female troll villagers who had hidden themselves, could only tremble and await the judgment of Lorraine, the true god of death.
If it were any other protagonist, they would probably wipe out the village without hesitation.
The devil's son loves to do this just to satisfy his invincible self-image. He has given Lorraine the so-called offense and lesson, but it was only a symbolic punishment. It brought despair and a fatal blow to the village.
The old village chief made his choice, and Lorraine vaguely recalled another human village chief, the guy named Born... and his nephew, and many other faces that flashed through his memory: the face that last appeared on the backside of a Shadow Void demon, the enraged prince of Stromgarde, and many more innocent, pitiful, and not necessarily hateful, weak mortals...
This time, the best solution that Virgin Lorraine could think of was to make them her subjects...
Perhaps only parents can love their children conditionally...
Unconditional?
So why are you angry...?
The king could not tolerate the disrespect of his subjects; his beloved subjects were all his property, and no one is immune to the allure of wealth. Therefore, despite the cruelty, the Virgin Mary vaguely sensed the true reality.
In the extremely dangerous magical world of Azeroth, monsters roam freely.
Other mortal races generally respect each other, or rather, are mutually wary and dependent...
If the weak do not strive to become stronger, all they will be waiting for is the kindness and greed of the invaders.
Lorraine considered herself very polite, only ever reprimanding the troll village chief who had offended her... The village chief, realizing his sins were unforgivable, abandoned his physical body and soul, using all his strength to barely manage to subdue the avatar of death. The Holy Mother Lorraine couldn't help but sigh...
"My heart isn't hard enough..."
"To avenge the trolls, I am now a great lord, not just a village chief, but a god. Avenging my people is only right and proper!"
"Anyway, I'm going to check out the underground city, and I'll probably have to go through Wailing Caverns... Old Chen sent me out of the Storm Altar, so it's not hard to go back and find Moonwell now, and I'm too embarrassed to say... Playing the flute didn't help either. I guess I've passed the first hurdle?"
There's no going back; too much time has been wasted.
The 30-day timeframe doesn't simply disappear if you ignore it...
Lorraine had a premonition: besides the small bottle of Moonwell water that resembled the Well of Eternity, the mysterious Storm Altar capable of resurrecting souls, the strange and hidden Ragefire Rift, the unknown underground network leading to the Land of Fire, and the sealed ruins of the Lost Stone Golem...
He fought his way out again, chasing after Lilith, encountering Stormbrew master Chen the Pandaren, and hearing familiar names like Undercity, Ghostmist Peak, and Wailing Caverns.
Lorin longs to reach Razorfen Downs, the place hinted at by the Book of the Dead, but who knows how many difficulties and dangers lie ahead...
One mountain, one pass; each pass is difficult to pass, but overcoming these difficulties...
Lorraine was almost singing along, but with the teacher not around, he didn't know why strange things were popping into his head.
Perhaps the teacher's ghost is haunting me... a subtle reminder?
......
Lilith's safety is unknown, the destination is unclear, this journey has reached a critical point... We must persevere, make a change, I must return to the Eastern Kingdoms, as long as I find the teacher's second component, the Queen, Lady Aegwynn, Irene, Miss Terra, Lilith...
Chrysanthemum tea, Big Tooth, Shrek, Tagore, Scimitar...
The Tauren Gamor, the mysterious White Bull Spirit Master, the Beastmaster Rexxar and the half-orc Garona, the Pandaren Stormstout & Chen...
Yurev, Death Oath...
Master Merlin, Archmage Romans, Dreadlord Varimathras, and Grand Apothecary Putres...
Master Yuvel of the Silver Pact, the sworn enemy Prince Garin, the Black Dragon Princess transformed into Countess Katarina...
Highlord Tyrande of the Scarlet Crusade, Marcus the Lightbringer, the mysterious Watcher, the dwarf Brann, Colonel William of the Seventh Legion...
The great lich Kel'Thuzad, Ras & Frostwhisper from Scholomance, and North, the true plague messenger who resented him...
And most importantly, there were the teachers; memories of friends and enemies from the journey flashed through my mind...
Some people can't remember having any interaction with each other, while others have an unforgettable memory.
Would you risk your life for a stranger?
"Only for their own beliefs and morals."
Would you sacrifice for your family and friends?
"Simply because it is an honor to share in it, to share both glory and shame..."
"The time of the forgotten is worthless and meaningless, so why linger on, numbly continuing on..."
The voices of Black Panther & Fang gradually weakened until they disappeared...
Lorraine silently accepted the unspoken deal; if it was in his best interest, there was no need for him to express his opinion.
In fear and unease, the troll village chief did not unleash the blood curse; he simply fell into a temporary slumber. Lorraine suddenly realized that his body was indeed a good place to nurture the soul; the necromantic runes could emit powerful death energy to soothe the aura of the undead.
The Eye of Ice has a built-in freezing effect, making it immortal and indestructible. This is the truth of the power of death. The chill of death is not immortality, but merely a delay and temporary preservation of the remnants of the soul.
The Lich King's legend of immortality is probably just a hoax...
When the soul completely disappears, the remaining body is what the Lich King desires.
......
Death Knights originated from the Altar of Storms, where someone used the power of the Ancestral Altar to resurrect evil souls.
A seemingly insignificant piece of information flashed through Lorraine's mind, but suddenly he felt he had grasped something: Death Knights weren't originally part of the Scourge—this wasn't nonsense. After the Burning Legion initially chose the orcs to invade Azeroth, the first Death Knight was born at a special altar in the Blasted Lands, in the Spirit Highlands.
The secret technique Gul'dan used at the time was to infuse the souls of orcs into the bodies of human knights.
The first Death Knight was the infamous Talon & Bloodlord, a bizarre being who defied the true meaning of life and death, the root and origin of chaos.
The altars that demon warlocks build using countless souls and fel energy are only rudimentary versions; they require greater power and more stable altars.
The Storm Altar is a mysterious entity, and a natural machine that the Burning Legion craves.
The Death Knights of the Scourge and those created by Demonology Warlocks differ in appearance, yet share a common origin. Their technology has branched into Blood Knights, Frost Knights, and Shadow Fel Knights...
This is not a perfect technology.
The Soul Warden created by Lorraine's necromantic runes is a unique existence. It is a product of refining and fusing higher-level and newer vengeful spirits, and infusing them into a new, powerful, immortal, and replaceable body. This is the power of a god.
It drove the Shadow Council mad, instilled fear in the Scourge, and made countless forces yearn for it...
Unbeknownst to Lorraine, during his time in the rift trying to escape, his bounty had likely grown far higher than the initial 500,000 gold offered by the Kirin Tor of Dalaran. The Plaguebringer Lorraine's reputation had spread even to remote neutral towns in Kalimdor; everyone wanted to find him. Yet, Lorraine racked his brains, desperately trying to return to the surface...