nashuaworldcup Chapter 506: Keep Out of the Way
Chapter 506: Keep Out of the Way
High Overlord Saurfang greeted the Undercity ambassadors at the gates of Orgrimmar. The large delegation claimed to represent the Dark Queen Sylvanas and to discuss the Horde's northward campaign against the Lich King...
One of the initial topics of the secret agreement between the Queen and Dalaran was a northward campaign against the Lich King and the reclaiming of the North. The conflict between the Kirin Tor and Undercity lies in the division of human and undead territories, strictly speaking, the ownership of Horde and Alliance lands...
The Argent Dawn and the Kirin Tor, acting as mediators, strive to maintain the fragile peace between the Horde and the Alliance. However, Undercity is far more proactive than Orgrimmar in dealing with the Lich King of the Scourge...
The Forsaken are primarily composed of resurrected blood elves and humans from Lordaeron... Although their composition is complex, one thing is clear: the seemingly uninhabitable lands of the north are actually the heartland of Undercity.
However, when it comes to seeking revenge against the Lich King, the Queen can abandon Undercity at any time. Undercity has always been her temporary base and springboard for revenge; her ultimate goal is the Frozen Throne...
Like Illidan or Kael'thas & Sunstrider in the past...
This idea differs from that of some members of the Forsaken; the former Barren Council, in their delusion, longed to live like normal humans and even wanted to recreate the democratic system of the former Lordaeron nobility...
The Queen's Rebellion...
Her Majesty the Queen always says, "What else could they be but tormented slaves?" The Queen fights for revenge and the future of the Forsaken... while the Barren Council wants to become living again... to have more power... They refuse to be slaves...
The forgotten are the embodiment of suffering.
The Queen was able to bring these decaying bodies and souls together entirely through her efforts... madmen like the Dreadlord and the Grand Apothecary, on the other hand, cared nothing for revenge or the future...
They revel in evil... they crave killing and destruction, they have become evil... they desecrate life. Secretly colluding with Scholomance, the Shadow Council, and the Scarlet Crusade brings no guilt to necromancers and shadow priests.
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A few exceptional individuals, such as Aegwynn, who goes by the alias Lady Elwynn, the lightforged undead of the Cult, and the potential guardians of the Council of Tirisfal, do not consider their own race or weak individuals...
They claim to be acting to protect all of Azeroth... Sometimes they are too noble, ignoring the legitimate needs of mortal races... This so-called nobility is nothing but arrogance and cruelty...
Only those who cannot comprehend the suffering and needs of ordinary people allow the plague to rage unchecked...
Let the evil and chaos that they never cared about harm humanity.
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The pitiful thing is... for Forsaken warriors like Lorraine.
He tried desperately to do something for himself and his people, struggling and barely surviving... yet he still hadn't had the chance to personally behold the Dark Queen's face. Lorraine was constantly taking on missions, risking his life for his people, only to be forced to live a life of servility in the end...
Having fled to Orgrimmar, and watching the Undercity delegation enter the city, Lorraine couldn't help but wonder: if the Bloodstone Egg hadn't shattered, would he have been the one to represent Undercity in Orgrimmar, as Lady Aegwynn had promised...?
Become the guardian of the forgotten!
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The Queen's delegation consisted almost entirely of female undead; they were small in stature, and each exuded a murderous aura...
Black cloaks covered them completely, masks and veils exuded a chilling aura, the banners of the Forsaken fluttered in the wind, and the Forsaken nuns entered the city on lotus steps... Keep out of the way.
Orc guards cleared a path for the delegation, while onlookers in the city curiously observed these special allies from another continent... High Overlord Saurfang explained the layout of Orgrimmar to the envoys, guiding the group towards the inn...
Dealing with the dead always sends a chill down your spine...
In Orgrimmar, blood elves, trolls, and tauren are quite common... There are also many Forsaken adventurers, but they are mostly independent individuals belonging to unofficial adventurer guilds...
The warriors of Queen Sylvanas who truly served as ambassadors rarely stayed in Orgrimmar; they would likely prefer to remain in the damp caves of Thunder Bluff...
Orgrimmar's environment is dry, hot, and scorching, making it unsuitable for undead to stay for long...
Far away, atop the rope ladder high in the Valley of Wisdom, Lorraine and an unexpected friend watched their delegation... The friend couldn't help but sigh:
"The Royal Terror Guards are so cool. Is this all the Undercity has to offer?... I want their nice cloaks. The sun here is too strong; look, I've even got lividity from the sun..."
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"You say they're from the Shadow of Oblivion? I've never really paid attention to them. Are they really as strong as you say? You've seen them? I thought the Queen's strongest warriors were the Dark Ranger ladies... I think I'm also a member of the Church of Oblivion... Every Shadow Priest and Warlock automatically joins the Shadow of Oblivion. Only you mages are managed by the Undead Research Association. I heard it's because Lady Elwin became the president, and Her Majesty the Queen personally gave the order... allowing you not to believe in the power of shadow and death."
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"You've seen a four-winged angel of death? Wow, that's amazing..."
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"What? You see them often? A lot of them?"
"Nonsense! My brother said only the dead can see the angel sister... What you saw must be fake..."
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No matter how Lorraine explained it to her friend, the friend wouldn't believe her.
Recalling the fleeting glimpse of the Dark Tide Navy on Redemption Island, the overwhelming Valkyrie army, Lorraine couldn't help but sigh, "So close...sigh." Touching the obsidian fragments of the Bloodstone Egg and the pieces of Atiesh in his pocket, he sighed repeatedly...
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"Young man, why are you sighing? Aren't you happy that we're reunited, Lorraine?"
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The necromancer Lilith was one of the few 'cute' undead women Lorraine met in Brill... Why cute? Because she was practically the only undead woman who acted like a true young girl...
Lilith's face was pale and small, her figure hunched and slightly thin... Her yellow spiritual eyes were somewhat unique, while Lorraine's were blue. With the blessing of the Frost Dragon magic runes, Lorraine's left eye turned into a deep blue ice eye... If it weren't for the glasses and eye patch she was wearing... her appearance would be particularly eye-catching.
Lilith wore a floral wreath, carried a spell-casting staff, and her short hair barely covered her forehead, resembling wispy bangs... She was bathed in purple shadows... Sunlight couldn't actually penetrate her shadow barrier at all...
It seems that the necromancer Lilith has grown quite a bit...
Lorraine noticed that her backpack had become much more ornate, and the rank insignia indicated she was a combat infantryman... although only a Level 2 honorary infantryman, it meant she had been officially promoted; Lilith had become a true warrior of the tribe... no longer a quasi-scout in the militia's reserve defense force...
I just don't know if Lilith belongs to any legion of infantry.