nashuaworldcup Chapter 127 That man is here
Chapter 127 That man is here
No decision will work!
The walls surrounding the town hall have been breached, cutting off all escape routes.
Lorraine perfectly replicated the predicament he had encountered earlier...
However, he wasn't as foolish as Archmage Atreus and his group.
Before the battle, he communicated with the refugee commander who was lurking in the rear, and made sure that no enemy escaped to Dalaran... The news had to be kept secret, even though Dalaran was very close.
The Forsaken have set up light cards at major intersections, and the Gravekeeper forces will also clear out lone enemies hiding in the forest.
The army did not hesitate to cut down these huge silver pines that were several people's arms long, and made them into catapults and siege engines for war... or used them as barricades and fences.
The once peaceful Farm of the Dead and the area in front of Pyrewood Village have been transformed into the new combat command center for the Forsaken. In this major counter-offensive, Undercity aims to eliminate all hidden enemies in the surrounding area!
Including the wolf cubs of Gilneas and those opportunists from Dalaran...
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Lorraine had no right to interfere with the Queen's ambitions and strategies; he could only cooperate and do his best to demonstrate his own strength...
Lorraine worked hard to get promoted. Once he had enough military merits, he might be able to gain Her Majesty the Queen's trust and appreciation, and even be appointed as a general!
He currently carries the title of Plaguebringer, but in reality, he's just a lowly tribal infantryman... and his record is tainted; he's been identified as a potential spy by the elite guard of the dreadlord Varimathras...
The servants of the Forgotten Shadows I encountered in the mine last time—these logistics personnel sent by Undercity—were actually more like the Queen's supervisors and spies.
They are loyal only to Queen Sylvanas; Lorraine has already passed on the plan against Ambermill to the servants of the Church of the Forgotten Shadows...
It's tantamount to actively seeking credit.
To prove his loyalty and report his movements, the plague messenger will not serve in vain... For the tribe, for the queen, the little mage Lorraine is fighting desperately!
Hopefully, after it's done, Undercity will issue a medal or something...
Of course, gold coins or other rewards are also acceptable, even a title or fiefdom would be fine... Lorraine envies those nobles who once owned vast fiefdoms and manors, although most of those nobles have long since returned to dust and vanished...
However, I don't think anyone would refuse an honorary title or similar reward. After all, it's a symbol of status, something Lorraine once pursued her whole life but could never obtain.
Isn't it only natural for a military rank to be promoted two levels?
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Of course, capturing Ambermill was only the first step. He had another plan and mission that required him to risk his life!
Infiltrate Dalaran!
The Eye of Shadow awaits the arrival of the Plaguebringer...
Dalaran's protective shield is extremely strong. Lorraine needs to find a way to infiltrate it; the best method is to retreat to Dalaran with Eileen...
It's too early to say anything now, because the Grand Master and the others haven't been brought to justice yet...
We need to consider the matter further in the long run!
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"Apprentice, why have you suddenly become so timid? You have a great hand now, use it all!"
"I learned this from the teacher... be careful and cautious to avoid being caught off guard... even a cornered beast will fight, let's test the waters first..."
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While the master and apprentice chatted casually, the Scarlet Knights and Dalaran mages who were surrounded in the arena were having a much harder time... As far as the undead are concerned, apart from their rather ferocious appearance, their combat strength is not particularly strong.
The skeleton soldiers' weaknesses are obvious: their movements are rather stiff, their defenses are not strong, and their joints are powered by a weak amount of necromantic energy. Once they are purified...
Ordinary skeleton soldiers would have a hard time withstanding a few heavy hammer blows or slashes from a paladin.
Moreover, Holy Light magic deals bonus damage to undead creatures, and paladins are priests who wear plate armor; they also possess various buffs like Blessing of Might and damage reduction...
Despite being only a few dozen paladins, their defensive line actually wiped out enemies several times their size...
Those were skeletons and zombies temporarily resurrected human soldiers or mage apprentices, not particularly powerful... just endless in number, like mountains and seas...
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However, just as among humans, there are differences in strength and skill...
There are also different ranks within the undead army, not to mention the mysterious Death Knights for now.
Skeleton knights and cavalry riding skeletal warhorses are faster, more agile, and have higher defense than ordinary skeleton soldiers. When they are resurrected, they are still wearing some of their original armor, and bone armor automatically forms on important parts of their body structure.
The Death Knight also has a skill that increases the tankiness of front-line soldiers: Bone Shield.
There is also a powerful secret technique: [Corpse Explosion].
This is a general skill...
Lorraine was a little envious of his mid-to-high-level wraith-transformed death knights; their skills seemed much stronger than his own... He hadn't had a chance to verify the effects before.
At this moment, the archmage and his companions were a perfect whetstone...
He acted immediately, and on a whim, randomly pointed to a death knight ahead...
The Death Knight, transformed from a werewolf, neighed and reared up its skeletal warhorse. Deep blue flames spewed from its nostrils... then dissipated like white mist. A trail of flame was left in its wake...
"Wow! That's so cool. I want to ride a skeletal warhorse too..."
Unfortunately, the Death Knight under his command ignored his master's request, instead charging forward and waving his hand. A small mountain of flesh, composed of zombies and skeleton minions, crashed down on the opponent.
These zombies and skeletons, enveloped in a ball of black energy, uncontrollably coalesced and exploded violently upon impacting the shield array formed by the crimson paladins...
Corpse Explosion Technique
How's the effect?
The solid human wall formed by the paladins crumbled instantly, and Lorraine saw the human knights fly into the air, as if they had been hit by a heavy artillery shell...
The epicenter was a massive crater, comparable to the size of a goblin gunship's magic-powered cannonball...
General Barry's expression turned cold. This kind of forbidden technique... only a necromancer who truly masters the power of death could unleash it... and there was actually a necromancer on the other side!
He began searching for Lorraine, the mastermind, among the Death Knights surrounding them.
But now Lorraine has shed her disguise. From the outside, none of the Forsaken are dazzling... They are skin and bones, hunched over, and one cannot tell the difference unless you look closely at the intensity of the soul fire in their eyes.
Sometimes it's really hard to tell who the most powerful character is in the undead army.
Lorraine no longer cares about his appearance; he has even hidden his bishop's crown.
Even standing in a crowd, Barry would have a hard time spotting her. Let alone from a distance...
"No, if this continues, I might be exposed..."
General Barry frowned, surveying his remaining resistance. His loyal men were not worth dying for. His devout followers were willing to die for him.
After all, before coming here, everyone who joined the Scarlet Crusade was strongly psychologically told that sacrificing for the Holy Light was an honor and a mission.
Every Grand Crusader, every Scarlet General, and every High Inquisitor is an ambassador of the Holy Light.
To sacrifice for the general is to sacrifice for the holy light.
Even after being hit by a Corpse Explosion, the paladins quickly regrouped, patching up the gaps to prevent the undead from infiltrating...
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Archmage Atal'ik was terrified; the enemy seemed far superior in both numbers and strength. He estimated that even if he regained his mana, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat a single one of the death knights...
This is a one-sided situation; now it's all thanks to General Barry's men holding things together...
He wanted to run away!
But...
There was nowhere to escape. Aside from verbal taunts, the proud Archmage Violet could do nothing...
The black cat remained calm, as if it were unafraid of death, or perhaps it had other means to rely on and was fearless.
"General! Didn't you say your troops were nearby? Why haven't they shown up yet!"
Atal'ar seemed to remember something. He roared loudly. The number of paladins was now less than half, while the enemy's numbers were increasing; the archmage could no longer feign composure.
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"Atarik, I've put up with you for too long! What's wrong with your people? We're fighting desperately up front, and you only have a few civilian support characters. Where are your spells? What are you saving your mana for! Trying to run away?"
The young Scarlet Highlord, Tyrande Tirion Fordring, roared in fury. He had reached his limit. From beginning to end, this archmage of Dalaran hadn't lifted a finger; his group had only come to negotiate an alliance, and now they'd been turned on... they'd become the main force, holding off the undead army for them.
Even if they are allies, this is going too far.
"What time is it? Still holding back..."
Atalik hesitated, about to retort, when he noticed movement in the ground beside him, as if something was breaking through the earth...
Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the unusual location...
Including Lorraine.
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