nashuaworldcup Chapter 588 Warcraft is more than just fighting and killing
Chapter 588 Warcraft is more than just fighting and killing
Emerging from the confined space, everyone slowly exhaled.
The three underlings, who had long lived in a land surrounded by flames and lava, each exhibited subtle emotional fluctuations. Lorraine, as their master, keenly sensed these shifts in the three death knights' emotions.
How to describe it? The two orcs felt a sense of relief and wistfulness.
A flicker of worry crossed the eyes of the demon overseer, Azaran; it seemed to harbor an instinctive fear of the legion's leader. Even though its soul now belonged to Lorraine, its ingrained sense of culpability for betraying the legion sent shivers down the very depths of its being.
Lorraine couldn't help but ask Azaran, "What are you worried about?"
"My lord, the Legion's plans have spanned countless years; minor setbacks and failures are insignificant. Even if all the hidden demons of Azeroth are eradicated, the great Dark Titan can still resurrect countless legions in the Prison of Mardum at any time. Once a passage large enough to support the Legion is reopened, this world will be instantly destroyed..."
"Your worries are unfounded. Theoretically, a single meteorite could destroy all of Azeroth, but in reality, in the vast universe, have any of the billions of short-lived mortals ever truly witnessed a star fall? What they've seen are merely theoretical speculations and simulations, at most a shooting star streaking across the night sky. If there were truly great powers in the world, wouldn't Azeroth itself protect itself...?"
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"Oh, Master's knowledge is far broader than that of any demon lord I have ever encountered. I am truly impressed..."
"Stop with your flattery. I know you're worried about the Legion's punishment for traitors. But if you dare harbor any other intentions, I wouldn't mind letting you try my methods first..."
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"Yes, Master, I understand, I dare not... You are the sun... the golden, never-setting sun..."
"Stop!"
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Lilith happily picked up a wildflower from the nearby grass, and when she looked up, she saw:
"Hey, Sun of the tribe... don't let your underlings trample these treasures. Wild Steelflowers only grow near the quilboar territory, and I think the place you want to go must be nearby."
Lilith's teasing made Lorraine's heart skip a beat.
He couldn't help but stretch his bony neck like a groundhog on the prairie, rotating it 180 degrees to investigate, until a clattering alarm sounded from his neck...
Unfortunately, I didn't see the scene indicated by the Book of the Dead; this place is just a great rift valley...
Strange, peculiar...
"Don't rush, the boar-men are clean creatures and don't like damp environments. They all live in huts built of thorns. This environment seems more suitable for fish-men or crocodiles... I don't remember anywhere like this... There must be treasures in the Lost Lands. Look, no one's even picking the herbs, how rare..."
Lilith had experience gathering herbs frequently, and she was indeed much more familiar with the environment of the Barrens than Lorraine.
Despite having seen countless adventures, encountered numerous magical artifacts and ruins, and faced various formidable opponents and dangerous situations, Lorraine hasn't actually traveled very far... This trip across two continents in a goblin airship is what truly counts as a long journey...
Don't be fooled by the fact that tribes eat raw meat and drink blood; they have airships!
Don't be fooled by the Alliance's self-proclaimed civilization; they're like an island...
Transportation between the Alliance and the Horde is relatively convenient, thanks to goblin aviation and gnome technology... The dwarves' iron smelting and mining skills created a deep underground metro system connecting Stormwind and Ironforge, effectively turning the two major cities into strategic fortresses...
Ironforge and Stormwind in the Eastern Kingdoms could be considered mutually supportive, originally forming a unified force...
The reason it fell several times and was invaded by orcs back then...
The biggest reason is that someone within the mysterious Karazhan Keep in Deadwind Pass has made contact with the Void forces. The mole inside the Dark Portal is none other than the renowned Master Medivh, humanity's last Guardian...
Despite all the destruction and the ravages of war, the area from Elwynn Forest to Ironforge remains a paradise-like place with lush vegetation and a pleasant climate.
Heaven seems to be too biased towards humanity...
Orcs living in barren lands seem to be limited to living in arid and water-scarce tropical desert grasslands simply because they are primitive and savage.
This is putting the cart before the horse. Humans living in comfortable environments are generally more peaceful, while races living in resource-scarce and harsh conditions naturally don't have time for afternoon tea, fishing, or listening to music...
In order to survive, barbarians had to carry weapons at all times and be brave and fierce.
When life is stable, nobody likes fighting and killing.
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When life becomes too stable, some people become restless...
These idle fools, with nothing better to do, pick up a wooden stick and want to be knights, Don Quixote... to fight windmill monsters, to embark on adventures with servants, and to fight against evil and dragons.
We must go rescue the princess...
Little did they know, the princess might just be a pig...
The princess might be the daughter of the earth elemental, a three-headed, six-armed, man-eating monster...
It could also be a troll princess; any creature with sharp fangs, hooves, and a tail can be a princess, as long as their father is the true king...
Lorraine would not have encountered any accidents if she hadn't left Moon Creek Town.
Lorraine didn't want to be a great and noble mage; he just wanted to stay peacefully on the farm, be that pitchfork boy, and avoid the hardships of a life of wandering and a tragic death on the watchtower wall in the night...
I awoke deep within the tombs of my family in Lordaeron, surrounded by skeletal remains. The first thing I heard was people shouting for a fight for freedom, but they were merely shells housing another soul, meant to satisfy the Dark Queen's vengeance...
So-called free will, resentment, and obsession sustained the Forsaken through Tirisfal and Silverpine Forest...
Having witnessed the rains of Lordaeron, one never sees the sun; it's a perpetual cycle of blood moons and frost moons. Above the night sky, a ghastly green, bizarre array of planets stretches out in a line, always close to Azeroth. No one would dare imagine that these are the Legion's eyes and ears, constantly watching the colorful planets of Azeroth.
Danger is imminent...
The mortals on this planet are still fighting to the death over various petty conflicts and resource interests...
Whether you laugh, feign anger, sigh, or grieve, Lorraine, as the person involved, must continue to move forward.
There are many wise old men, but only the master and his apprentice, like the Foolish Old Man from Luolin, could move two mountains...
"I want to be a mage... a necromancer..."
"what!"
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With a scream, Lorraine woke up in a cold sweat. He couldn't help but touch the sweat on his face. How could the dead sweat? Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be sweet spring water, or like dew on wild grass.
A zombie bride's mischievous face greeted them. "Haha, you're awake! So you need to sleep too..."
"I thought the great Necromancer, Plaguebringer, had been fighting for Her Majesty the Queen day and night without getting tired? Turns out you're asleep on my herbs! Humph... I told you not to waste these treasures, do you know these herbs are worth dozens of gold coins per stack..."
"A few dozen gold coins?"
"Yes... especially this kind of Swiftthistle, a rare herb that only grows in special places, it's priceless and hard to find... In fact, it's not cheaper than divine medicines like Grom's Blood, Khadgar's Beard, and Arthas's Tears. Only Black Lotus has always been rare."
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"I fell asleep? How could that be!"
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“Normally it wouldn’t, but you’ve encountered it, Dreamleaf... It can put people to sleep, the magical power of nature... It can have unexpected effects. I’ve heard that druids can not only use the power of natural plants, but also the power of wind. By borrowing the magic of the elf dragons, they can control wind magic that has once destroyed the world.”
Lorraine turned around and, sure enough, found a magical herb beside him, its leaves glowing with fluorescent powder, swaying in the wind...
To be honest, here, the cool environment, the sound of flowing water, the gentle breeze...
It is indeed a good place to take a short rest. The cool stones are rare in the barren grasslands and deserts, and can only be found occasionally in oases. These oases also appear in special ways, only in places where springs and underground streams are connected, in the arid and rain-scarce grasslands.
I heard it's all been taken over by centaurs...