klisemfg Chapter 396 Shadow Avatar
Chapter 396 Shadow Avatar
Lorraine was furious... but no one paid attention.
The Bloodfang werewolf, after transforming, was a size larger than a normal human, yet it was easily captured; its raised giant hand was noticeably even larger. Terra couldn't understand how Lorraine had done it...
Lorraine stood there, furious. His body didn't change much, except that a huge black shadow had emerged from his right eye.
The shadowy figure had no facial features; it was more like a mass of shadow enveloping Lorraine.
The giant hand was also formed from a gigantic humanoid shadow, clearly another new ability of Lorraine's: manipulating avatars formed from condensed souls to envelop herself and fight as a vengeful spirit. Lorraine seemed to control her own shadow, extending tentacles formed from the shadow to attack enemies within range.
He did this not because he intentionally cast a spell...
It's actually somewhat similar, a degraded version of the Shadow Form.
It looks like the Shadow Priest's Shadowform has expanded, filled with ghostly apparitions, forming an avatar capable of attacking enemies across a wide area. This shadow transformation utilizes the power of vengeful spirits, activated by the rune in the right eye...
Lorraine was furious.
"I told you, your leader needs to be captured alive. You're going to kill him? Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Lorraine was inexplicably a little angry, believing that the other party had broken their promise.
The leader ordered them to be captured alive.
But these werewolves, armed with cannons and muskets, their claws lashing out at the vital points of Captain Terra and his men... they didn't seem to want to capture them alive; they clearly intended to take their lives.
Lorraine despises people who break their promises and hates those who lack morality...
Terra couldn't understand Lorraine's thought process for a moment...
He only saw Lorraine venting her anger; what about Monkey Ball?
Did the monkey ball burst?
The monkey ball was indeed nowhere to be seen. Lorraine had escaped; he was enveloped in a shadow formed by spirits, seemingly without substance, like wisps of smoke. The next second, the skulls of the two werewolves were crushed.
Blood splattered everywhere, but it was absorbed by Lorraine's shadow avatar, leaving him untouched by any filth.
It simply began to chant in anger: "I am death, death is my constant companion... Wraiths, devour your enemies, take revenge on them... Heed my command, tear them apart, devour them, only by bringing me pleasure will I grant you true liberation..."
A childish chant escaped Terra's lips as she touched the werewolf blood on her face... This blood contained the werewolf's curse, and she dared not utter a sound, for it was tainted blood...
A beautiful blood elf woman, who loves cleanliness and dreads uncleanliness, frantically cleans the werewolf parts covering her entire body...
Her magic shield had failed, rendering her temporarily incapacitated. She now had her sights set on the necromancer, Lorraine. As Lorraine finished her incantation, a sound arose from the surrounding rubble. The wary werewolves sensed something lurking in the ruins.
Whether in the mud underfoot, or in the houses, faint, fragmented sounds came from further away.
The werewolves were momentarily confused, but the innermost ring of werewolf warriors seemed to understand Lorraine's complaints; they simply surrounded her and temporarily ceased their attack. The musketeers in the distance also stopped firing.
Standing on high ground, the female human commander, now in human form, instinctively looked towards the distant hillside behind her... Soon, a tremor ran through her. It reached the hills near the edge of Silverpine Forest, the valley by Lake Lordamere, and even the ruins remaining in the town of Hillsbrad Foothills.
A dense, overwhelming horde of all kinds of undead creatures surged forth...
"Oh no, it's a tide of undead! Retreat, retreat the way we came..."
The female werewolf officer, realizing what was happening, waved her flag and fired a signal flare... to issue a warning...
However, the moment Lorraine finished her spell, various undead creatures suddenly surged forth from around the werewolf warriors who had been surrounding her. There were zombies transformed from ordinary mortals, skeletons, zombie bears and wild deer that rushed out of the forest, fishmen, and werewolves.
Lorraine summoned all the undead creatures nearby... all the countless spirits he had released with the mercury-spraying technique in the underground vault had returned...
The wraiths forcibly possess any living, dead, or crippled creature of flesh and blood they can find... The Bloodfang werewolf's first challenge is the wraiths that died in Hillsbrad Foothills, their remains transformed into ferocious zombies...
These things are mainly numerous; a werewolf can easily tear them apart with a single grab, so they're not much of a problem.
The truly troublesome ones were their own fallen comrades, the werewolves who had turned to necromancer forms. These werewolves, now undead, were even more bloodthirsty and crazed, felt no pain, and were stronger than the Bloodfang werewolves.
Soon, the innermost layer of Bloodfang werewolves that had been lying in ambush in Lorraine was completely overwhelmed by the tide of the undead.
The situation reversed instantly. Terra witnessed this moment firsthand, her whole body turning ice-cold, as if she had fallen into an ice cave. She seemed to recall some terrible legend, or the tragic events she had experienced in Silvermoon City in the past.
......
In fact, the sons of Argol in Silverpine Forest are different from ordinary werewolves of the past.
Some of the Moonfury werewolves are special; they are infected not only with the werewolf curse but also with the death plague.
Unlike the degraded products like the Rotskin Gnolls, the original secret techniques that Duckclaw & Thule and Archmage Arugal exchanged in the Fennis Isle laboratory were used to research methods to control undead creatures and werewolves.
Lorraine once possessed the Lich Book... the Book of Ur, which he had also perused and studied the comprehensible summoning circles and runes within it.
With the blessing of the Wisdom spell, Lorraine discovered that although as an undead, his brain should be damaged, he could almost remember everything he read in the spellbooks and even master the secrets of them.
As expected, the Arcane Intellect Book, which was once worth 1 gold coin, was worth the price.
At that time, I was simply too weak to appreciate the value and effects of the magic book.
.....
Yazhao Tule and Arugao have both been executed.
Lorraine, however, inherited their research findings and mastered the method of fusing undead puppets.
This time, instead of exploiting a bug, countless ghosts were released to forcibly possess the bodies of living beings... All the undead present responded to Lorraine's call, directly going berserk and resurrecting. Of course, these undead creatures, forcibly awakened by Lorraine and activated by death's resentment, could not exist for long like the subordinates resurrected by the eleven Death Knights before.
Their lifespan may vary slightly depending on their strength during their lifetime.
It was a desperate measure, like draining the pond to catch all the fish or killing the goose that lays the golden eggs; Lorraine made this choice out of desperation.
Now is the perfect time to help him out of his predicament and turn the tables...
"Come here right now..."
Lorraine waved his hand at the werewolf commander, who was fifty yards away high above. The shadowy figure, like the tentacles of the Faceless One, pulled the terrified figure towards Lorraine. Lorraine's lips curled into a smile, revealing his signature male undead laugh...
"Oh, hehehe..."