klisemfg Chapter 485 Defeat in the Natural Disaster
Chapter 485 Defeat in the Natural Disaster
Armor forged from white bones, a cloak condensed from fresh blood, demonic horns sprouting from its head, its body becoming ethereal...
A strange, black, mercury-like substance spread from the Faceless One's core... This creature shed its ugly octopus-like exterior, revealing a blue energy core. Taking advantage of the moment when the High Lich Kel'Thuzad was briefly unconscious and his magic was cut off, the Void Demons launched a counterattack, delivering a fatal blow to the High Lich.
If the Blood Elf Archmage Romans were to be hit by the Void Demon's desperate counterattack, he would probably be torn in two on the spot...
Unlike flesh and blood creatures, undead liches are essentially skeletal skeletons inhabited by souls. Even if their bones break into fragments, the lich will not truly die. However, the Soul Balance is an evil and bizarre spell that converts and absorbs the opponent's void power into necromantic magic... When the connection is severed and the balance of power shifts, the caster will inevitably suffer a backlash...
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After being severely damaged by the Void monsters, Kel'Thuzad's undead core was covered by a stream of black liquid transmitted back via the internet, and his soul trembled under its corrosive influence...
The great lich felt that the power it had previously devoured was not only being drawn away in the opposite direction, but most of its own original necromantic power was also being absorbed.
Its body, severed in two, immediately lost consciousness and entered a near-death, self-freezing state.
The ice automatically protected the sphere within the skeletal frame... the entire soul retreated inside, temporarily severing its connection with its subordinates. Realizing the danger, the Grand Steward's men frantically moved his body back...
The spreading black water gradually devoured and transformed more and more Scourge minions... If Nors and the others hadn't immediately constructed a defensive barrier and activated the core of the floating fortress, the abyssal power of the Evil Obelisk to resist the black water, none of the arrogant Scourge bosses present would have survived.
Even so, the black water continued to spread, almost covering the entire island and beginning to extend into the sea...
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Thousands of miles away, the Lich King could sense the tremors in the High Lich's casket and hear Kel'Thuzad's agonizing howls...
This is a sign of a damaged soul.
Kel'Thuzad was resurrected multiple times. The first time was after Arthas killed Kel'Thuzad with his own hands, and then he was resurrected using the water from the Sunwell in Silvermoon City. Finally, it is suspected that his father's ashes were used to reshape Kel'Thuzad's lich form.
After being resurrected multiple times, the Great Lich grew increasingly powerful...
This weakness had never occurred before.
The Lich King, far away on the throne of Icecrown Citadel, was taken aback.
Kel'Thuzad has failed!
The Lich King picked up Kel'Thuzad's casket and examined it closely. Cracks had appeared on it, as if an unknown force in the void was squeezing the Lich King's casket.
This power, transcending time and space, was incomprehensible and filled the Lich King with worry. He had no choice but to personally activate necromantic power to repair the cracks in the phylactery of the Great Lich Kel'Thuzad... transferring power remotely to help the Great Lich preserve his core.
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The Scourge's second-in-command personally took action, piloting the holy city of Enkirah with his elite troops to seize a small bloodstone sample, but it seems the mission has failed!
Having done everything, the Lich King stood up atop Icecrown Citadel, gazing southeast... his deep blue eyes filled with worry.
A few days ago, the Lich King was in high spirits, believing he was fully prepared to deal with any potential enemies... However, with his two souls united, Arthas, who currently holds the dominant position, sometimes still cannot fully control the Lich King's power...
During his occasional brief moments of lucidity, Arthas could always feel the Frostmourne cursed sword influencing his thoughts, constantly allowing Ner'zhul's remaining power to interfere with his thinking. He decided to place the cursed sword in the ice pool for safekeeping.
Let the Soul Forge provide enough nourishment to nurture Frostmourne...
It already felt a slight apprehension towards the Crown of Domination and Frostmourne, but it couldn't shake off the armor of domination it had already donned... Even if the demon sword wasn't in the Lich King's hands, it could still remotely control Arthas to continue creating carnage to feed it.
It was a temptation, a fear to take it, a regret to let it go... the ultimate temptation of power and strength with no turning back... Arthas needed a force to truly grasp the power of death!
Blood of the ancient gods is a good choice.
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No one can fully understand the Lich King's thoughts...
Even its confidant and loyal servant Kel'Thuzad was no match for him. Kel'Thuzad was in a sorry state, his self-imposed icy confinement moved to a pre-prepared magical teleportation array...
A group of black-robed acolytes stood in a circle around the six-pointed star-shaped demonic magic circle, their hands clasped together, chanting incantations...
The acolytes were pale, their faces devoid of color, yet they were still, in a sense, alive...
The collective incantation has just been completed...
These followers of the cursed cult, these crazed monks, each pulled out a dagger and plunged it viciously into their already lifeless bodies...
A certain liquid filled the magic circle, activating the magical runes on the evil obelisk. The lich's minions each unleashed their magic to power the obelisk...
This obelisk was originally the core of the Holy City's fortress, but it was exposed after being shot down...
In an emergency, nothing else matters!
After the blood sacrifice was completed, the acolytes all transformed into a cloud of black mist-like ghostly figures.
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If Lorraine were to turn its head and take a closer look, it would find that these acolytes are exactly the same as the ghostly spies it once released.
The ghostly scouts summoned by Lorraine were drawn directly from the right eye of the rune, while these larger, black, misty shadows were created through an evil ritual, instantly transformed by undead monks...
Whether these souls were possessed voluntarily or were forcibly controlled is unknown...
After the voluntary sacrifice, the Evil Obelisk was finally activated, empowered by blood, fel energy, shadow, frost, fire, and green poison.
The secret teleportation arrays leading to other death fortresses have now been opened...
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The temporary teleportation array, unlike those at each of the Great Tomb of the Hanging Mountains, was much smaller, and its magic was extremely unstable, clearly unable to be maintained for long. The Evil Obelisk's energy was insufficient, and the entire Holy City of Enqira was already in ruins...
Frost Whisper, though broken in two, still directed the psychic acolytes, showing more concern for its teacher than the other leaders...
The moment the portal opened, the Lich Ras & Frostwhisper ordered, "Retreat! Back to Naxxramas!" The leaders and their followers in each district of Naxxramas, quite consciously, tried to surround the Lich King's ice and all entered the portal.
A dazzling green light flashed, and the teleportation array lit up.
The obelisk spun rapidly, faster and faster, becoming electrified, until it shattered into fragments...
Transfer complete.
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Almost simultaneously, the black water began to seep into the ruins of the Death Fortress. Lorraine, who had been hiding to the side, had just been forced to retreat to the edge of the island due to the melting ice, and when she turned around, she saw the eerie black water surrounding her.
The Lich and his allies, including several bosses like North who had been trying to kill Lorraine, vanished in the blink of an eye...
The remaining ordinary abominations, ghouls, spider monsters, and acolytes had nowhere to hide and could only remain in place, slowly being devoured and dissolved by the black water... turning into more black water that continued to advance towards Lorraine...
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