I have one more World of Warcraft Necromancer than you

Chapter 656 Special Guest

Lorraine's life was already on a countdown; Pyramid Head moved slowly, and even lifting his weapon seemed unusually clumsy.

The long-handled giant axe, besides being blunt, dragged and rubbed, making one's heart pound.

Moreover, a single axe strike is like a series of phantoms; if it were to actually hit, Lorraine would certainly be dead.

With nowhere to retreat, a massive machine of the same model slowly approached from behind. There was more than one chain ball; the meteor hammers in different parts of the body of Triangle Head 002 could all activate the chain balls. This mech played the role of a controller, working together to capture the target.

Lorraine was like a trapped buffalo, facing a cowboy wielding a lasso... No, actually, Lorraine was more like a cunning hare, struggling in a confined space, facing a seemingly honest and imposing minotaur cowboy.

At this critical moment, just as Lorraine was preparing to reveal all her trump cards, she heard such a mocking voice.

"The dancing of the dead is truly awful..."

"Is this street dance?"

Your two dance partners seem very tired...

She resembles a little girl, yet also a sharp-tongued old witch...

Following the sound's source, a dull echo reverberated, seemingly amplified by a mechanical loudspeaker, yet also sounding incredibly close, creating a panoramic surround sound...

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that, sometime during the night, a goblin girl with pigtails was staring wide-eyed at Lorraine through the crystal wall, seemingly hidden within its depths...

"Hello, undead. Your disinfection process is a real pain. You're blocking the public passageway, do you know that? Are you a special guest? Why are you lingering at the entrance, preventing others from passing? Blocking the door is extremely unethical and shameless... do you understand...?"

"I..."

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In that life-or-death moment, if Lorraine still had full cheeks, her face would surely contort in agony, looking like she was screaming in frustration...

His thin chest heaved, clearly indicating that his necromantic power had been maximized; the mage's magic power was long gone, reduced to the level of a single Blink spell...

A thousand words cannot be uttered.

Unconsciously, he extended a middle finger. The undead's withered bone claws were long enough, and there was deep bloodstains under the nails. Lorraine didn't know if it was the last original mark of himself.

He used all his strength to try to carve a bone claw mark on the transparent crystal wall to express his feelings.

"Zi..."

Lorraine extended his middle finger, and even through the crystal wall, his action was clear and complete. Without hesitation, the little goblin girl opposite him immediately responded to his indecent gesture.

"yeah!"

The two goblin hands were raised simultaneously, the middle fingers were bent in response, and the tongues were stuck out.

There seemed to be glittering metal clasps on it. Upon closer inspection, this goblin girl even had earrings and a nose ring. Her yellow hair was tied up, with two little buns sticking up in the air...

Finally, he stood at attention and tapped his heart.

"Want to help?"

The other person laughed...

Lorraine was about to cry.

Before he could respond, the familiar halo shone on his location once more. Left with no choice, he scrambled away in a panic.

Time: 1 minute 55 seconds...

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"I haven't seen your guide robot model before, and it's a security type. Why are they chasing you...? Have you violated the rules of trading?"

"Hmm, that's strange."

"Oh, I think you're in trouble... Let me see how I can help you. The equipment department sent me to troubleshoot, but it turns out the customer is having problems. What should I do..."

"Should I... press this...?"

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The strange little goblin girl wanted to help Lorraine, at least on the surface.

The other party was next door. The transparent corridor seemed to have operating buttons. This passage was originally the entrance mechanism connecting to the second floor's inner area, and it was also a connection point with a high level of defense.

If the underground city is a living mechanical giant, then the second ecological park is hidden inside its belly.

The giant sat in the pool of the Black Mist Valley. Around the Mechanical City was a highly automated and terrifying railway hub, where the goblin staff who managed the entire underground city rarely showed themselves.

This female goblin who suddenly appeared next door was the first living person Lorraine encountered.

The other party seemed to have no ill intentions, and even wanted to help Lorraine...

The red button was pressed; red usually signifies importance, danger, or emergency. The goblin's clever little brain was surprisingly unfamiliar with the function of the control button; clearly, this guy was probably just a temporary repairman.

The habit of pressing buttons without knowing their function is extremely dangerous.

Especially in ancient ruins, unfamiliar cities, and private fortresses...

Perhaps dwarves, pandaren, and goblins are all oblivious creatures; pressing the button activated the mechanism without any particularly noticeable improvement. However, Lorraine soon realized that goblins were indeed typical unreliable individuals.

With the goblin's goodwill, the button was pressed, and the Crystal Corridor indeed responded.

The familiar feeling of weightlessness washed over him, and Lorraine instinctively looked up. A kaleidoscope of colors appeared, and the detectors seemed to have all retracted...they had shrunk back in.

I don't know if the figure I saw earlier was a goblin staff member, a tracking device, or a customer passing by next door...

In the corridor where Lorraine was, the honeycomb-shaped checkpoints bounced back one by one...

Has the threat decreased?

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After a moment of weightlessness, it started spinning again within seconds.

The drum washing machine started spinning again...

Even the massive, multi-ton machines were no longer stable; both of the triangular-headed magic-powered mechs began to sway, forcing them to halt their attacks.

The mechs' sensors scanned the terrain, detecting instability. Mechanical tentacles shot out from both mechs, acting as anchors—suction cup-like octopus-like mechanical arms—to stabilize themselves...

Lorraine barely had a few seconds to catch his breath before the two mechs attacked again... This time, he was caught off guard and his arm was grazed hard. A long-absent tearing sensation returned, as if he had a new gash in his waist...

However, no blood that had long since dried flowed out... Lorraine's bones, as if they were growing, automatically blocked the wound, and the necromantic power in its body automatically gathered at the wound.

Having consumed the energy of approximately 10 vengeful spirits, Lorraine clearly felt several strands of nether energy being drawn from the rune's right eye. Enveloped in the condensed icy aura, these strands temporarily froze the wounds on his body.

Realizing she was injured and her life force was dwindling, Lorraine didn't forget that as a fragile mage, she should never let physical attackers get close...

They forcefully threw out the salt-exploded bombs from their bodies, and after a burst of smoke, the two mechs seemed to pause briefly.

Lorraine also blasted herself away...

Just landed,

The flashing red lights in the passageway stopped, and familiar beams of light attacked again from four directions... cold pentagrams, this time seemingly aimed directly at Lorraine himself.

"Damn it! Here we go again..."

The female goblin next door seemed unaffected; she saw the passage connecting to the correct interface and happily skipped around...

"So it's connected to the armory. Hmm, looks like there's a serious problem in the control room. I need to get to the main control room quickly..."

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