nashuaworldcup Chapter 410 Ritual Completed
Chapter 410 Ritual Completed
The mayor's incantation seemed never to stop, and Lorraine had no idea how long his ritual had been going on.
Mayor Bourne seemed able to conduct his long summoning ritual while simultaneously conversing with Lorraine in his mind without uttering a sound.
Lorraine glanced at Terra beside him. The beauty's Sin'dorei blood-stained robes were now riddled with tears; she had simply ripped her skirt to make it easier to fight. Captain Terra, the battle mage, despite having already experienced a period of mana depletion, seemed only now truly getting into battle...
Lorraine saw the other person pull out several beautifully packaged potions from their chest—yellow, green, purple, red… Terra downed several bottles in a row, and the paralyzing toxins in her body immediately lessened considerably, allowing her casting speed to return to normal.
The purple arcane magic shield, which had been lost, has been restored...
Following suit, Lorraine immediately rummaged through her bag, as if remembering something. She drank all the bottles of basic magic potions and healing potions she found... almost accidentally taking the remaining anti-magic potion and deadly poison by mistake.
......
The low-level potions on Lorraine were not even in the same league as the treasures of the Blood Elf Archmage Terra.
In terms of value, Lorraine possessed a deadly anti-magic potion given by the Grand Apothecary Putres, a prototype plague potion given by the Tarren Mill chemist and Archmage Vodien & Invincible Grair, and some healing potions given by the Orgrimmar airship quartermaster, the Tauren Gamor.
It's nothing compared to the top-tier red and blue potions, antidotes, and spell potions that Captain Terra drinks...
Others' bottles cost tens or even hundreds of gold coins, while his might only cost a few silver coins, with less than a tenth of the active ingredient, resulting in vastly different effects. Yet he still cherished these red and blue potions, worth only a few silver coins and rare back then...
For a former magic apprentice, thrift and frugality were habits.
We must not waste resources; we must make the most of everything...
The only problem was that the backpack had limited space and too many things, so Lorraine often forgot what important treasures she had.
If a real fight breaks out, there won't be time to rummage through a pile of junk for anything useful!
This is the situation right now...
As the mayor continued chanting, more poor souls hanging in the tower died, and the blood in the pool began to boil abnormally.
Lorraine sensed something increasingly amiss with the Bloodstone Egg fragment in his pocket; he could feel intense energy fluctuations even through his magic pouch. If he didn't take the Bloodstone fragment out of his pocket while getting the medicine, his precious magic pouch, which he had worked so hard to obtain, would burn through.
His love for bags surpasses even that for magical artifacts!
Lorraine instinctively threw out the fragments of the Bloodstone Egg at lightning speed...
The blood-red gemstone fragment, which was originally dull and lackluster, now emitted an eerie, dazzling red light, trembled, and became hot to the touch.
Lorraine was positioned directly below the mayor's platform. The moment he threw the remnants of the Bloodstone Egg, the mayor's originally pure black eyes suddenly turned blood red, staring down at Lorraine's feet.
"As expected, it's here! I should have known this the moment you were summoned here!"
"For three days and three nights, we offered up three thousand portions of flesh and soul, just to bring the divine messenger back to the mortal realm... I thought the sacred ritual had failed... Forgive my master, it turns out you had your own plan... This divine blood is a sacred relic of our sect, stolen by that banshee Sylvanas. What kind of treasure did she think it was? Haha, how foolish!"
"This is just the first step in the infection..."
The words had barely left his lips when a fierce light erupted from the mayor's eyes... causing a monstrous surge of waves to erupt from the entire blood pool...
The thirteen irregular fragments of the Bloodstone Egg scattered on the ground began to tremble, guided by some mysterious force, slowly converging towards the largest fragment, as if to reassemble into a single piece.
Lorraine was surprised and had a bad feeling. He had suffered a lot back then, and he was still afraid of the Faceless One's power just a day ago!
If it weren't for the ancient guardians of the Abyss Council using the defensive mechanism of the sealed Stone Mother to shatter the Bloodstone Egg, Lorraine estimated that even a hundred of himself wouldn't be able to deal with the so-called Faceless One in its incomplete form...
Now that the Bloodstone Egg is about to reassemble, the Faceless One will surely be reborn...
He suddenly panicked!
Something has to be done...
Lorraine looked around in a panic, also wary of a sneak attack from the clerk and others not far away. He was multitasking, organizing the werewolves to counterattack... Terra was surprised to find that Lorraine hadn't lied after all; those fragments really were the mysterious treasures that the Queen of Undercity had obtained in legend.
Comparable to the Dark Gem obtained when the Alliance created Ashbringer... the Bloodstone Egg taken away by the Forsaken traitor.
This thing was indeed shattered for some reason. The Bloodstone Egg was indeed in the hands of the Plaguebringer Lorraine.
At this moment, she hesitated whether to seize the treasure first, or cooperate with Lorraine to deal with these formidable Twilight Cultists...
"For millennia, my master has witnessed the rise and fall of countless races and empires, the slaughter of countless inferior animals and beasts who thought themselves powerful for food, and their destruction and demise. You are nothing but appendages of the inferior creations of my master's masters. In the future my master foresaw, there is no place for foolish mortals. Azeroth will ultimately belong to darkness... The Dark Empire will once again rule the world, all who resist will be destroyed, and all who submit will be immortal..."
Familiar yet noisy lines rang in Lorraine's ears. This time, it seemed that Born was speaking directly to Lorraine.
His summoning ritual stopped, but the blood shield on his body didn't disappear...
Lorraine glanced at the figure on the platform—a creature draped in human skin, neither human nor ghost, claiming to be a servant of an ancient god—and, reflecting on his own predicament, felt an overwhelming sense of disgust. He immediately launched into a tirade of curses:
"You'd rather be a servant than a decent person. And not only that, you're willing to be a servant's dog, biting people everywhere... An immortal stone dog, perhaps? You should be the one!"
Despite the cursing, his hands didn't stop moving.
The surviving werewolves tightened their defensive circle, surrounding him and Terra as an outer defense. They no longer engaged the enemy, but focused on protecting their master and alpha wolf... Taking advantage of the situation, Lorraine bent down and forcefully grabbed several fragments, handing four of them to Terra.
He decided to prevent the Bloodstone Egg from merging. His method was to have each person keep a small piece of the fragment. He would prevent them from reuniting, thus preventing the Faceless Ones from appearing in the world. This method was simple and brutal; the point was to prevent the Bloodstone Egg from merging back into the blood of the ancient gods!
Terra instinctively took the hot Bloodstone Egg fragments. This time, she didn't refuse. Instead, she immediately took out the mysterious box that Lorraine had seen containing the Black Iron Golem and sealed the four fragments Lorraine had given her into the box.
She wanted to take the bloodstone fragments from Lorraine's hands.
Lorraine endured the burning pain and forcefully held on, refusing to let go... There were still a few stones under Lorraine's feet... but she still wouldn't let go.
Terra saw that Lorraine's undead claws were hissing and smoking, so she didn't want to just snatch them directly... She admired Lorraine's unwavering perseverance, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water... Although the Bloodstone Egg was one of the goals of this trip, the more important thing now was to fight the enemy with Lorraine and then talk about dividing the spoils.
She could only target Mayor Bourne, who had stopped casting the spell. Perhaps because the Bloodstone Egg hadn't fused successfully, Mayor Bourne didn't seem to have summoned any monsters...
Looking back at Lorraine, he saw her staring intently at the direction above the mayor's head, her whole body trembling. It was unclear whether this was due to the burning pain from the Bloodstone Egg, or her disdain and anger at the mayor for choosing not to be human despite possessing a human body...