klisemfg Chapter 548 Fiery Bone Hand
Chapter 548 Fiery Bone Hand
Relying on a map is less effective than relying on one's own powerful senses. Of course, this senses only last for 45 seconds. Right now, without dealing with the Lava Hound, even if one finds the exit, or even discerns the existence of the hidden underground kingdom—an underground kingdom that constantly threatens the rule of the Shadow Council—…
Lorraine had no way to get the message out...
There's another matter. Lilith said that Warchief Thrall knew of the Fireblade Clan's existence and had received reports from the Deathwhisperer guild and numerous Horde scouts. Yet, he tacitly acknowledged the existence of the Ragefire Chasm monsters and the Shadow Rift region. Lorraine had a feeling that there were still secrets hidden here...
"in spite of!"
"Now that I've awakened, I need to fight. Otherwise, I'll have wasted the opportunity. I want to see if this Forsaken talent can defy the heavens and kill the so-called Lava Beast!"
"Unleash this undead rage... clatter and slaughter... First and foremost, you orc lackey, you little demon warlock, where's your pet? Let this mage see if I can beat your hound..."
Lorraine was in high spirits, her resistance was at its peak, and she was brimming with power...
The toxins were instantly cleared away. His eyes, one a Frost Eye and the other a Necromantic Rune Right Eye, were now restless and eager to show off, thanks to the renewed awakening of his Undead Will.
First and foremost, the right eye, which had already advanced to the intermediate level of necromancy and transformed into a runic soul prison, burst forth with countless ghostly figures, a power once suppressed by the Seed of Plague...
These wraiths kept popping out of Lorraine's rune right eye. Lorraine had already forgotten whether he had cleared out his inventory in the underground of Hillsbrad Town last time... Where did so many wraiths come from?
He forgot the townspeople who vanished on Atonement Island, he forgot the innocent lives sacrificed by Mayor Bon, he forgot the wronged souls at the hands of Prince Garin...
But his right eye wouldn't forget; the necromancer runes had greedily absorbed all the tragic and innocent vengeful spirits...
The miniature black hole released by the Mirror of Truth devoured everything, including energy and souls. How could it simply vanish into thin air? Of course, it benefited the caster... The owner of the Mirror of Truth, the adoptive father, was selfless and pragmatic; he wouldn't waste resources and showed great favoritism towards Lorraine and her disciples...
Lorraine had forgotten the incredible power of her runic right eye, which allowed her to return to the eye of even the dead Death Knight commanders and recover through devouring and fighting... Now, the awakening of the undead will was like a signal that a prison had been opened.
A horde of vicious, vengeful spirits, filled with hatred for the living, burst from the death row prison. They formed a vortex above Lorraine's head and then pounced on the enemies lurking around the altar of the hellhound priests...
The commotion in the runic right eye nearly made Yegorsh, the previously smug and arrogant orc demon warlock leader, lose his footing...
He felt a sudden gust of cold wind sweep across the entire Raging Flame Rift.
Its original location was the cave ceiling, unnoticed by Lorraine. The Burning Blade Clan, positioned in the labyrinthine passageways atop the cave walls, watched Lorraine and Lilith escape, overheard their discussions and plots, and witnessed their clumsy attempts at escape and cover...
Yegosh specifically lured Lorraine to the hellhounds' feeding trough, which was the altar where sacrifices were made to summon the fire prince's offspring.
Unexpectedly, he ordered the Molten Giant Hound, which he could barely control and communicate with, to spew out a fiery breath comparable to dragon fire. As a result, a phantom of the will of the undead bloomed in mid-air. After the fiery breath, Lorraine was almost intact, only half-crippled, and his robes and ancestral underpants were burned.
The entire skeletal figure, engulfed in flames, unleashed its undead will, simultaneously rejecting the blessing of the mysterious power contained within the Seed of Plague...
If Lorraine didn't refuse, she might be able to obtain the title of Flame Walker, following in the footsteps of Tidewalker, Necromancer, and Plaguebringer... But Flame Walker wouldn't work; the Lord of the Abyss, Barbaras, insisted that Lorraine submit to her and give up her original necromancy.
How can it be?
Putting aside the teacher's safety, even now, with Little Lorraine and her companion Lilith in imminent danger, he naturally had to make good use of the necromancer's power.
Ordinary, traditional ice magic might be fine against one or two foolish stone-jaw monsters, but against the lava behemoth, Lorraine's novice-level ice magic, even with his blizzard attack, was merely a tickle to the lava hound...
Now things are different; a tide of spirits surges forth, quickly tearing apart any living person they encounter...
Lorraine heard countless terrified screams and the howls of those killed by the wraiths rising again. One by one, the skeletal army, empowered by the will of the undead and necromancy runes, rose to their feet. Especially the various remains that had been used as food, now stood like fiery skeletons—Lorraine's new creations as a skeleton master...
With the fourth awakening of the will of the undead, enhanced mental strength, sensory manipulation, and attribute enhancements...
Lorraine's previously weak position was instantly reversed. Yegosh was horrified to discover that Lorraine, engulfed in flames, released countless wraiths from the inferno, simultaneously summoning a vast army of skeletons. These seemingly fragile skeletons possessed extremely high fire resistance; the originally living fire lava monsters were being devoured by them, and then they became even stronger...
Countless skeletons rose from the mountains of bones that had previously piled around the altar, instinctively lunging at the lava hound without Lorraine's command...
Even though the Lava Hound was as large as a mountain, with thick skin and extremely high fire resistance, it still let out a painful cry when faced with the relentless attacks of the countless fire skeletons that had died in its mouth and were now resurrected in another form.
Its entire body swayed uncontrollably, and Yegosh, who was standing on its head, almost fell over.
The orc surgeon's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted:
"Quickly summon the Doomsday Guard! Quickly call Taman the Hungry, Lord Azaran! We need you and your men! Come and destroy this blasphemer! My master, your servant is guilty, for he has harmed your beloved dog! I beg you, let him destroy this damned plague messenger..."
Yegosh the Invoker doesn't have any other special abilities, except for his skill in summoning demons through rituals...
It was timid and cowardly; otherwise, it wouldn't have hidden away so early...
Even among warlocks, there are significant differences in skill level.
This is similar to the difference between mages and priests. Although everyone is called a great mage and everyone is a charlatan, some charlatans are just for show, while others have the means to make a living.
Since Lorraine wasn't killed by the molten hounds controlled by Yegosh, it was now her turn to vent her anger.
The only thing he hadn't expected was that this orc, dressed in a magnificent fiery red robe and holding a wooden staff and a jewel, would actually cry.
Lorraine had never seen such a cowardly orc. Although some orc laborers were forced to do the lowest-level menial jobs because they weren't strong enough, even in the new Horde under Thrall's reforms, the orc laborers still suffered just as much...
Lorraine's impression of most orcs was that they were straightforward, guileless, brave, masculine, and primal...
Lorraine was surprised that the orc Yegosh was completely different before and after. Little did he know that before joining the Shadow Council, this guy was indeed weak, sickly, timid and cowardly. If it weren't for Gul'dan's fel magic changing them and giving them mastery of demonic magic and fel power, a guy like Yegosh would only be destined to be a laborer.
Because they were physically weak, timid, greedy, and lazy, they were already marginalized. When the Shadow Council recruited these creatures and turned them into demon warlocks, these individuals, wielding demonic power, immediately began enslaving and oppressing their people, becoming more demonic and perverse than demons themselves...
Once the demonic power is lost, its true form will naturally be revealed.
How much backbone can you expect from a creature that can submit to the devil at any time?
Lorraine's Undead Awakening effect is about to expire. This 72-hour cooldown is a full 3 days. He must finish this quickly and find the exit of Ragefire Rift. Seeing that the other side is calling for reinforcements, that won't do.
Despite the mere fatal wound inflicted by the giant beast's breath, Lorraine, empowered by the will of the undead and with his bony, flaming hands, leaped up. One Demon Strike slammed into the lava behemoth's frog-like bulging eyes, while his other fiery hand gripped the orc warlock's throat, forcibly silencing him...
"It's my turn."
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