klisemfg Chapter 456 Not all Death Knights can be called Death Knights
Chapter 456 Not all Death Knights can be called Death Knights
The more you think about it, the more you can't avoid it... Even if you're good at quietly retreating behind the crowd, when things are at their most critical, those who do nothing have no choice.
Lorraine felt himself fly up, as if he were being held captive by an unidentified flying object and involuntarily flown to a place he didn't want to go.
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The unidentified flying object was an unknown storm fortress of the Scourge... It traveled from the Borean Tundra on the continent of Northrend... What no one knew was that each of these floating fortresses was a war machine... The High Lich Kel'Thuzad could travel between the undead legion's war fortresses at any time through portals.
Within the necromantic bases scattered throughout the dead zone, the essence of suffering from sacrificing lives is extracted to power the spirit towers and fuel the floating fortresses in the sky...
The Scourge has been extracting resources through killing, pollution, and plague.
They are indeed the greatest enemy of all living beings...
The great lich Kel'Thuzad was enveloped in frost power. Lorraine was pulled onto the platform, and when she looked up, a colossal lich, exceeding the size of a mortal, stood before her. Compared to the small lich Daefryn she had first encountered in the Agamander family tomb, this lich, which nearly reached the ceiling of the suspended platform, was over ten meters tall.
Surrounding Lorraine were rows of nameless Cataclysmic Leader-level warriors...
Seeing the necromancers, dressed in a way that felt both familiar and strange, standing beside the High Lich, represented by the filthy Hilgay, the Plaguebringer North, and the Reaper Gothik, Lorraine felt an unprecedented and intense sense of kinship.
The aura of necromancers was palpable, led by the archlich Kel'Thuzad. There were at least several dozen of their kind present, a few with extremely high energy, but most resembling Lorraine...
Aside from the necromancer faction, the Death Knights were all clad in armor, silent and resembling royal guard commanders... Lorraine naturally couldn't recall their names, but he could sense that any one of them could crush him in his current state.
In addition, there were many servants standing at the outer lookout posts... including the stone golems, ghouls, crypt spiders, abominations, and constructs we had seen before... These were mid-level units without intelligence, and the High Lich had not sent them all out of the Holy City of Enkira.
It seems that all it takes is Mograine the Elder, the leader of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, along with a few Death Knights to achieve the goal...
The bigwigs like Kel'Thuzad just need to watch the show.
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In the Scourge, only truly wise subordinates can lead an army of the dead to defeat the cunning human alliance... The Lich King usually chooses a Death Knight as his commander.
The problem is that with wisdom comes the issue of loyalty...
Therefore, the Lich King would also send liches, necromancers, or scientific advisors to oversee the army and report back regularly. Especially regarding the Death Knight legions, which were transformed from deceased human heroes, the Lich King needed them to monitor each other.
Intelligent people are often difficult to control because they are smart, while those who are easy to control are often foolish and unable to achieve strategic goals.
Of course, while the Lich King had many subordinates, it was rare to find one as thoroughly evil yet unwaveringly loyal as Kel'Thuzad... Who could truly know the heart of the clever, wise, and cunning Kel'Thuzad?
As the second-in-command of the Scourge, Kel'Thuzad personally oversaw the operation to ensure everything went smoothly... The shadow power fluctuations appearing on Atonement Isle alerted the Lich King.
The blood of the ancient gods—the Lich King is determined to obtain it!
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When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.
Lorraine had this feeling right now; he was being scrutinized by the great lich, especially by its runic right eye. And then there were the rows of nouveau riche-looking rings on Lorraine's hands.
The great lich saw several marks on its minions and marveled at them.
Then it stroked its runic right eye with its huge claws...
A chill ran through him as the Grand Lich Ke Ersu's fingertips danced... The Grand Lich laughed loudly: "This rune seems to be mine! It was this ancient necromancer rune that sparked my deep interest in abyssal magic. I remember giving it to my beloved woman... a beauty I saw at a court banquet..."
"Little guy, how did it get embedded in your eye socket? It seems that the necromantic power that I recognize on you is actually a treasure of my former self?"
Kel'Thuzad attempted to remove Lorraine's runic right eye with his massive frost claws.
A magical power dozens of times stronger than the teacher's was drawing the necromantic rune that was deeply embedded in Lorraine's right eye... This feeling, more painful than gouging out an eye while still alive, caused Lorraine to convulse uncontrollably.
All his strength dissipated, leaving him utterly powerless to resist...
Under the clutches of the High Lich, Lorraine was as insignificant as an ant. A heart-wrenching howl rang out, and the phantom of a skull bearing the will of the undead flickered erratically above Lorraine's head. The assembled Scourge leaders were all astonished.
This power seems to be similar to that of their master, but the Lich King's power far surpasses that of inferior powers by hundreds or thousands of times...
After a few mischiefs by the great lich Kel'Thuzad, Lorraine was on the verge of death...
It gently set Lorraine down and shook its head: "This rune no longer seems to be a low-level summoning rune; it has been upgraded to a mid-level Soul Refining Furnace, and even shows signs of breaking through... It truly is a treasure. It's a pity that it has already merged with this little guy; forcibly removing it will only damage it. Oh well, the past has nothing to do with the present. So-called old friends will all eventually turn to dust; how can they be as immortal as us!"
"The important matters His Majesty entrusted to us are of utmost importance!"
“Take it down with you. You can modify and train it. If this little guy can unleash the full power of this rune, I think he can become the supervisor of the plague zone.”
The two Death Commanders under his command immediately rushed over to support Lorraine, who was barely breathing...
Lorraine was merely struck by a hundred thousand volts of lightning when the great lich used the magic of his claws to try and remove the necromantic rune... his whole body went limp and powerless, like rotten flesh.
In a moment of despair and confusion, at the mercy of others.
North, the Plaguebringer, snorted and stepped forward: "Lord Kel'Thuzad! I believe your arrangements are inappropriate."
"what?"
Kel'Thuzad turned his head slightly, and a soul-searching question that shook the entire Death's Lair caused all the Scourge servants present to tremble...
"You dare question my orders?"
“Your subordinate wouldn’t dare, but look at the marks on his hands. It shows that this blasphemer is a subordinate of a traitor. He bears the mark of Undercity, the Apothecary Guild, and even the insignia of a false ‘Plaguebringer.’ He is a spy and cannot be taken under his command; he should be eliminated immediately!”
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