klisemfg Chapter 659 Day 32
Chapter 659 Day 32
The world of fissures is wondrous. Sometimes a tiny crack in the surface can lead to a bottomless abyss thousands of meters deep. Sometimes, fissures pierce the continent like wounds slashed across the earth by a giant's sword... More often than not, caves are dangerous.
Everything that cannot be seen in the light is hidden inside.
The buried secrets are unlikely to see the light of day again unless someone breaks in.
Mother Earth is always scarred, and the spirit of the earth is always restless...
Thousands of years ago, forests and oases covered much of the land; whether the remaining areas were submerged by seawater or towering mountains is hard to say...
The terrain is never static; it is always undulating and ever-changing.
Azeroth is round too... though you can't really tell.
The goblins built their base deep in a crevice in the earth; it was a mobile mechanical giant with an antenna on its head that could connect to the heavens and transcend the starry sky.
When the giants rise from the abyss, people will find that man-made legends are just as awe-inspiring. Titans can approach or even surpass their creator. Would the creator allow such a thing?
Is that blasphemy?
In addition to having eyes that can see through illusion and truth, mortals also need an iron stomach to digest everything, breath to supply blood to the heart and lungs, nerves to stimulate the skin, and muscles to stretch the bones.
Furthermore, we must use our own hands to change the environment that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, making it suitable for survival. This is the true power of humans, these so-called intelligent beings.
They are also powerful behemoths, such as the dragons who despise humans or orcs, these insect-like creatures...
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Strangely, it seems that the Black Dragon King can only forge Source Armor by hiring goblin craftsmen, and the smelting technology for precious Source ore is also in the hands of top goblin craftsmen.
Rumors suggest that the venture capital firm's senior craftsmen were hired by the Black Dragon King to create secret weapons and plot the destruction of the world.
The Black Dragon King is obsessed with completing a certain mission. Ever since the Demon Soul was destroyed by Archmage Rhonin of Dalaran, it has been eager to destroy everything that Teacher Lorraine cherishes and knows.
The cataclysm of the earth seems to be a prophecy, and the apostles of the void are eager to destroy the order of the old world, but they are not doing so to build a new, perfect world.
The legend of the Pandaren has appeared in a mysterious space.
Based on the divinations of ancient emperors, they determined that evil was about to reappear in the world.
Signs have already appeared around the world: evil organizations that have been lying dormant for many years are stirring up trouble. They are excited and frantic about chaos and destruction, sparing no effort to disrupt order and magic.
The guardians of the Caverns of Time discovered that order had broken down, and strange side stories were splitting off from the normal flow of time...
The original normal timeline of the world has been disrupted by the repeated appearances of strange invaders, time paradoxes, and time flows with different endings in similar worlds, which have disturbed the order established by the Titans.
This terrified the Bronze Dragons, who tirelessly traversed different points in time to find the source of the problem, only to further disrupt the flow of time...
An unseen enemy took advantage of the situation...
Lorraine's appearance seems to defy common sense.
However, once the established facts have occurred, everything becomes reasonable. It is the self-correction of order. No matter what powerful figure tries to change history, it can only create new history and can never change the facts.
The derived worldline is like a forked line that will only move towards the reasonable path, eventually returning to the horizontal line until the end.
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Lorraine cannot abandon her mission and responsibilities.
My godfather's warning was no longer clear; it seemed hesitant, perhaps out of disinterest, or perhaps dissatisfied. My godfather was ever-present, urging me forward.
There are three checkpoints before Razorfen Downs: pass through the Path of Faith and descend the Storm Altar.
Troll Village no longer exists.
The first hurdle has been overcome; while the gains weren't substantial, they were still a modest profit.
After subduing an ancient troll tribe and gaining control of a reserve army of troll mummies, they finally made their way up from the bottom of the valley.
Now that the underground city has been entered, there is still the Temple of War, Wailing Caverns, and Ghostmist Peak waiting for Lorraine to explore. It is unknown when he will finally reach the Crossroads, find Camp Taurajo, and cross the Tauren territory to reach his target location.
No matter what, we must find Lilith and take her away; she shouldn't suffer with me.
This strange underground city was a completely different world. Lorraine dared not even imagine the dangers that lay ahead. At least for this moment, he understood that the dangers weren't limited to monsters...
Before the countdown, which Lorraine could neither see nor hear, ended, he was already preparing to use his trump card again. The Mirror of Truth required confirmation from both his teacher and himself to activate its ultimate move; the artifact was quite troublesome to use.
The life-saving invincibility stored in the artifact was used once in Ragefire Chasm...
Faced with the assassination attempt by the shadow assassin Garona, there was nothing that could be done. At this moment, Lorraine discovered that the brief invincibility effect he had previously stored seemed to have disappeared...
Having experienced too many twists and turns, he had forgotten whether he had actually saved the soul-tearing effect that came with switching bodies using the Mirror of Truth last time... He seemed to recall at least 3 times.
I was very cautious. What exactly happened during the three days I was unconscious and lost? I don't know if my teacher also used some kind of life-saving technique. At the very least, my teacher must have gone through some difficult and desperate situation, otherwise he wouldn't have completely fallen into despair.
In any of the previous instances, whether it was a real injury or a feigned one, the teacher would always nag in my ear, and even resurrect at crucial moments...
This time it seems to have been truly severely damaged.
The Mirror of Truth saved both the teacher and himself multiple times.
The blood of the ancient gods is tinged with evil; flesh and soul will be sucked away, and the terror of the Faceless Ones is vivid in our minds.
The Void Lord's underlings can destroy the world...
"The teacher used it without telling me, and now I'm doomed... My dear teacher, your silence is killing your student..."
In a life-or-death moment, complaining is merely the ugly struggle of the incompetent...
Although it is very common, and although it does not change anything at all, it seems to make the person feel better, and allow them to die with resentment... Is death scary?
This isn't the first time this question has been asked.
The forgotten, the immortal, face death no differently than ordinary people. They either become confused and motionless or instinctively dodge, or they fight to the death, rapidly mobilizing their adrenaline. The cowardly will only be lifeless.
Just as Lorraine felt the hand of death about to touch her, she saw her two underlings, one in front of the other, also being sliced into pieces. They no longer had necromantic energy to regenerate their bodies, and she herself was unable to use magic to support them. The remaining ghostly power was burning out of instinct.
At the critical moment, Lorraine made a desperate gamble, breaking the seal on the Eye of Ice. Visibly, a mass of cold air condensed, forming an ice barrier that enveloped the necromancer Lorraine.
The lich's divine skills, the ice mage's overpowered ultimate abilities—Lorraine remembered she hadn't yet received these from Lady Aegwynn...
The chill of the lich dissipated, leaving behind a barrier of ice.
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