klisemfg Chapter 341 The teacher had to log off first.
Chapter 341 The teacher had to log off first.
Lorraine hadn't anticipated the commotion in Hillsbrad. He had only wronged a cute little dog, but the dog transformed into a hellhound, bringing utter destruction to the town.
Countless people lost their lives; in fact, Lorraine indirectly killed countless humans.
As one of the Forsaken, he felt no guilt. Mainly, he didn't see anything wrong with carrying out the Queen's orders... if his identity were discovered, he would die.
This is what we call a stance. There is no eternal black and white, right and wrong, only differing interests and stances. Neither the Horde nor the Alliance is a good thing, yet both are great factions, each with its own glory and rules.
You can't always humiliate the weakness and misfortune of the losers from the perspective of the victor, just as you can't expect the helpless, precarious creatures to obediently endure hunger and wait to die...
The weak must fight, the strong must maintain!
This is a world where it's either you die or I die.
The strong stroll leisurely, while the weak struggle to take a single step...
The Virgin Mary deserves to die; her humanity is inherently flawed.
The mission objective is to retrieve the Bloodstone Treasure; Lorraine has already obtained three of them.
The base of the Bloodstone pendant, the Bloodstone sphere, and Bloodstone fragments.
There is also the most important core, the Bloodstone Egg, which is in the hands of the last traitor, the Forsaken researcher Riktel. That guy was too close to the Kirin Tor mages and was always treated as an honored guest.
On the one hand, he truly possesses talent and perseverance; on the other hand, the Bloodstone Egg seems to have bestowed upon him even greater blessings.
Lorraine casually used the newly combined fire phantoms, magic-resistant skeletons, and headless corpses from his rune-enhanced right eye to cause endless trouble for the guards of Dalaran. The newly fallen guards rose again and fought their comrades once more. This is the terrifying aspect of a necromancer.
Unsurprisingly, the internment camp repeated the tragedies common in human kingdoms.
The instigator coldly watched all this unfold, simply chanting a spell... and then resurrecting one wreck after another. The effect was outstanding; there was no need for him to personally wield a hammer and engage in combat.
Lorraine gained a new understanding of magic.
The Intelligence attribute...not only increases mana, but also wisdom and spell critical strike chance...it represents the upper limit of magic, it represents the essence of arcane magic. Besides the seven emotions and six desires (eating, drinking, and excretion), what else is unique to the human soul—Khorne, Tzeentch, Nurgle, and Slaanesh?
Or, to put it another way, Khorne is a variant of glory and courage, Tzeentch is the extreme of seeking knowledge and exploration, Nurgle is the extravagant pursuit of health and immortality, and Slaanesh is the release of desire and senses.
Did they switch channels?
No, at one point, Lorraine gained a profound understanding of necromancy itself.
Whether his new abilities were due to being infected with the plague is unknown, but the ability to take the lives of mortals and transform them into ghosts, vengeful spirits, or banshees is certainly fascinating.
He felt that this negativity seemed to be waiting for him to sacrifice more souls.
The human soul itself is the foundation that determines the self, yet it is such an elusive and uncertain existence.
Magic and necromancy, materialized in Azeroth...
As a necromancer, Lorraine felt as if the Bloodstone was telling him, "More, I need more!"
......
He shook his head abruptly!
Lorraine immediately took out the Crimson Orb, the Bloodstone Fragment, and the Bloodstone Pendant, and placed them aside.
The teacher's voice came through: "Don't touch that thing, there's something inside! It attacked me, I almost got bitten to death... Ouch, my student, I'm really hurt this time... I'm afraid you'll have to rely on yourself from now on..."
"Teacher, are you hurt?"
"Hmm... there's a monster inside that thing... you can't let it get close to your body, it's absorbing our power... I can feel that it's absorbing a lot of our magic, life force, and even your necromantic power. The key thing is that it will also sever your connection with me and control your mind."
Lorraine exclaimed in surprise, "What is this!"
"The Blood of the Ancient Gods!"
......
What are the Ancient Gods?
"The Old Gods, the Thousand-Eyed Demon" C'Thun, the Thousand-Throat Demon" Yogg-Saron, the Seven-Eyed Black Sheep" Y'Shaarj, the Thousand-Bearded God N'Zoth, have you forgotten? And what about that false god! And Xal'Tas, whose body was shattered by their own kind, leaving only a remnant soul hidden within the [Blade of the Black Empire]...
"Whose blood is this?"
The teacher sternly shouted, "This isn't blood, it's a virus, the root of the flesh-and-blood curse... You could say it's an avatar of an ancient god... As for which one, I don't know... Luckily it's only a tiny drop, or I'd be gone..."
"Is it alive?"
"Yes, kill it!"
......
Hearing the teacher's warning, Lorraine tried to attack the pieces of debris with magic, but it had little effect.
I wonder if it's because I'm still missing one Bloodstone Egg...
"In short, I'm injured. The ancient gods are masters at bewitching people; they can corrupt even the Titan Guardians, and even quasi-gods can't resist them, let alone you and me. Now, you can't let him get close to your body; you must preserve it by other means."
"any solution?"
"Go if you want... I'm tired, I need to rest for a long time... Kid, I'm not kidding, be careful. Especially back in Undercity... I feel terrible, I don't know how to recover, you'd better hurry..."
The teacher groaned in anguish, "Damn it, I haven't even touched the Queen's hand yet, and I have to log off again..."
After a final rant, the teacher fell completely silent.
No matter how much Lorraine called out, the teacher no longer responded.
Lorraine's previously dejected mood instantly turned cold. Teacher? Teacher!
......
Lorraine never expected that such a small fragment of bloodstone would harm her teacher within her body... The ancient god's blood inside was just a drop, yet it almost caused her teacher to dissipate.
This power is indeed astonishing.
No wonder Undercity spared no expense to specifically order me to seize it... However, it seems that the researchers in Undercity still do not understand the existence of the Old Gods. According to Lorraine's absorption of the remnant souls of the three traitors, the Royal Alchemy Association is only interested in the power hidden in the blood of the Old Gods that can kill any life. They want to add its power to their newly developed deadly potion.
Queen Sylvanas of Undercity felt that her possessions had been stolen, which she considered an insult and a provocation.
It made her feel that her authority had been damaged.
The Desolate Council intended to murder her, and she was already merciful by not carrying out the assassination herself. Unexpectedly, these naive fellows still took advantage of her being too busy to deal with these undead... The Bloodstone holds the secrets of life, and the Queen is troubled by the Forsaken's inability to reproduce. Directly converting them into living beings is not as easy as it seems in Lorraine.
Even creating soulless beings, abominations, or corpse demon constructs is not 100% costly, time-consuming, or has a 100% success rate...
The Queen needs her subordinates to retrieve the Bloodstone and study the mysteries of life; otherwise, she can only attempt to seize the Lich King's Val'kyr... the Death Angel. And the strange, tool-like creatures known as Soul Healers...