klisemfg Chapter 557 Day 27
Chapter 557 Day 27
Without a word, the monsters surrounding Lorraine in the Ragefire Rift began to fight amongst themselves...
This made Lilith clap her hands in delight and marvel.
Lorraine took the opportunity to catch her breath and try to recover her strength. After a series of intense battles, her nerves were on edge. Lilith simply couldn't comprehend the perilous life the Plaguebringer had to live on the brink of death...
She simply found it exciting; she had a gut feeling that even this skinny guy, Lorraine, possessed a hint of heroic spirit. Indeed, you can't judge a man by his appearance...
It always comes down to strength, courage, and power.
Of course, you can't judge a woman solely on her appearance; you also need to consider her inner qualities...
Look at Lilith, the zombie bride, she's dazzlingly white, with a slender waist and a petite, bony figure...
Is he lovable?
That is impossible!
I see women as painted skeletons, and men as nothing more than brutes and beasts... Lorraine knows that none of the Forsaken women have good tempers, and similarly, the Forsaken warriors are all mavericks who refuse to be inferior to others. Apart from the Queen, no one can call us trash!
That's because the queen is beautiful... If you replace her with some damn princess, see if the warriors will buy weapons!
The princess with the long beard, I'll just let it fly right up to you!
Ha ha...
In Azeroth, it is absolutely wrong to judge the strength of any warrior with a military rank by their appearance... regardless of gender... regardless of Alliance or Horde... there are no saints here, only moments of warmth and camaraderie during breaks from battle...
More often than not, it's about brutal struggles and adventures.
A dwarf thief, as small as a pudding, yet as deadly as a thief...
Even a seemingly harmless minotaur can flatten you...
Trampled by war, no one can withstand the earth's thunderous wrath...
Similarly, beneath their thin and bony appearance, the Forsaken's true race is the Undead... The Undead are the embodiment of resentment, and even though the Forsaken are a special group of awakened undead, they are almost indistinguishable from the living except for their bodies.
In fact, the forgotten are themselves the embodiment of death...
Living with death at his side, Lorraine had to be on edge. He was certain that the opening in the stone man's mouth wasn't a secret passage or an exit...
An eerie power is sealed within the ancient stone statue...
An aura of evil was spreading. Even as the demons' minions raged, Lorraine's spiritual senses were unmistakable; the air was thick with the scent of death, and several other presences sent chills down her spine...
They were observing the situation around the altar from inside the mouth of the stone statue. Lorraine couldn't help but send out the vengeful spirit scouts that he hadn't used in a long time, to float into the mouth of the stone statue.
The soul power that Lorraine fears may originate from the Plague Seed, which is why he has been reluctant to use soul skills too much lately...
Those strange negative effects convinced Lorraine that the more she used her soul abilities, the more the intermediate necromancy rune in her right eye would seize the opportunity to take over, the plague seed would also take advantage of her vulnerability, and the frost eye in her left eye was waiting for an opportunity to infuse her entire body with the power of ice, turning Lorraine into a puppet of the calamity.
To Lorraine's alarm, several of the previously effective vengeful spirit scouts, which had approached the stone's mouth, quickly fell silent...
The messages that came back from those who were aware of it were extremely dangerous signals. Lorraine was surprised to find that after Yegosh died, some powerful beings were released from the disordered opening of the giant mouth of the stone statue.
The scene resembled the ancient earth firmly locked above the Dalaran Well... except there were no runic chains, only statues suppressing it.
The strangely shaped stone figures, resembling large-headed deformities, were originally embedded in rows of stone walls. Many of these stone figures were covered by lava over time, and it wasn't until their giant mouths opened that the stone skin peeled off.
Startled by this crucial discovery, Lorraine hurriedly began to consider his remaining means of survival...
Looking at the eccentric Lilith beside him, he unconsciously pulled the little girl closer, using his slender body to shield her, but to his surprise, she wasn't satisfied at all...
"Hey. You're blocking my view of the show, Lorraine. Look, that guy's skull is amazing!"
Lilith, always eager for a good spectacle, skipped and hopped around with Lorraine by her side and a large circle of flaming skeleton servants outside, wanting to get a better look at the Burning Blade Clan's dogfight...
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"Lord Azalan! Listen to me, our enemy is the invaders, we cannot allow anyone to reveal everything about this place..."
The Doomsday Skull emitted a green glow, and skulls wreathed in eerie black and green flames flew towards the Burning Shaman. The orc shaman, Gordos, erected a magical shield forged from lightning, a spell originating from ancient shamanic elemental magic...
The orcs originally came from Outland, which was undisturbed and was originally called Draenor...
There, the orc race was originally fragmented, with each group having its own beliefs. Most of them worshipped the souls of their ancestors and the elements of the earth. Totem power was a sacrificial power that every shaman had to study. They could communicate with the elemental souls and the power of their ancestors, and borrow the power of the elemental spirits in the earth and sky to unleash magical powers such as wind, fire, lightning, and land magic to attack their enemies.
Strictly speaking, elemental magic and arcane magic have similar powers, but they originate from different world laws and world souls, and there are also differences in their level and quality.
When Ner'zhul, in his desperate attempt to use the Three Artifacts to open more portals to the world and secure a path for survival for the orcs, caused the world to crumble due to uncontrolled energy...
Most of the orc and ogre territories were shattered, exploding into dust in space, leaving only a few floating fragments of the continent.
That is, the Outland in the present day...
Apart from a few surviving draenei and Mag'har orcs, most orcs and ogres were already ravaging Azeroth. The various clan kings or warlords, along with their strongest warriors and clan shaman elders, followed Gul'dan through the Dark Portal and invaded the human realm.
To be fair, the orcs were invaders; they invaded Azeroth in search of a new place to live...
The old Horde were nothing more than a group of raiders, the vanguard of the Burning Legion...
Powerful demons generally find it difficult to pass through the fragile passage of the Dark Portal; other forces prevent them from descending into the physical world.
The true invaders and destroyers were the Burning Legion's demonic army. If the demons hadn't invaded Draenor, hunted down the draenei, sowed discord between the orcs and draenei, and corrupted their homeland through enslavement and oppression, the orcs wouldn't have had to flee or be deceived and lured away...
It's truly laughable that the Burning Clan orc shaman Godos told a satyr that Lorraine and Lilith were invaders...
Gordos responded with even more Death Coil and Shadow Bolts...
The Doomsday Skull, an evil artifact made from an unknown skull, releases Death Coil Fel Energy Spheres while simultaneously draining Azaran's life force and magic. Even though it is a degraded demonic satyr, Azaran still feels the pain.
Open the bow without turning back the arrow!
Azalan's eyes glowed blood red, and its body was engulfed in green flames; it was clearly going to fight to the death.
In contrast, the seemingly disheveled orc shaman Gordos was actually not seriously injured. His innate lightning shield, along with several layers of earth and fire shields, effectively neutralized the seemingly domineering Death Coil attack, preventing the hellfire from reaching Gordos's red-skinned body.
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Lorraine then realized that the berserkers that had suddenly appeared after the attack on the Undercity ambassadors in the Dark Alley were blood-red, stained with blood poison, swollen and frenzied, and driven mad by bloodlust...
The blood poison on these berserkers clearly seems to be related to the Burning Blade Clan.
There's no doubt that the mastermind behind the attack on the Forsaken Saintess Irene was this group of Burning Blade Clan orcs hiding deep within Ragefire Chasm... They were originally followers of Gul'dan, minions of the Burning Legion, and spies planted in Kalimdor by the Shadow Council, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Thrall's new Horde at any moment.
Unfortunately, the very establishment and location of Orgrimmar were quite unusual in the first place...
The new Horde's orc capital was built atop the Shadow Rift. The original goblin high tinkerer and Beastmaster Rexxar did not explore deep into Ragefire Chasm, only confirming that the subterranean fire resources and space beneath Orgrimmar were unique and a treasure trove...
Little did anyone know that this would sow the seeds of a huge problem for Thrall's new Horde. Once Orgrimmar had grown to a significant size, the threat of the Shadow Rift became insurmountable.
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