klisemfg Chapter 297 You Dare to Look Down on Me
Chapter 297 You Dare to Look Down on Me
"You look down on me?"
A whisper reached his ear... Lorraine nodded subconsciously.
Suddenly realizing that the words came from Herkula, who was some distance away, he looked up in surprise. Herkula was still chanting incantations, continuing to summon the remains buried in the cemetery for many years to form an army of skeletons.
They began to approach Nanhai Town...
The mayor urgently mobilized manpower to support the cemetery. Even the airmen fishing by the sea were asked to throw away their fishing rods and pick up shovels to fight. The resistance force composed of civilians was more than enough to deal with the fake Herkula.
However, the sheer number of skeletons was too dangerous for civilians, and they were soon overwhelmed by the skeletons charging towards the town.
The dwarf Beagle charged out of the Southshore tavern, carrying a shield and reeking of alcohol.
"I never expected they would actually dare to come! The Holy Light will grant me endless wine, making me feel hot all over, and I will send you to your deaths!"
The dwarf Beagle was once a paladin, but his long-term alcoholism has made him look emaciated.
The disheveled dwarf fought desperately, wielding a massive shield half his body, and led the charge. He knocked over several fragile skeletons in succession, while the townspeople behind him wielded farm tools and pitchforks, smashing the remains of their relatives and ancestors to pieces.
Even when broken into several pieces, a few skeletons continued to move on the ground, trying to grab and tear at living people.
They have no souls; as long as Hercules' spells and wand continue, these remains will carry out their master's commands.
Judging from this, the other party does seem to have some skill...
But not many...
"That's right, I just don't like you... Hercula!"
Regardless of how the other party transmitted their message, Lorraine tried to reply to Hercula's private message.
"Hmph, what a joke. Little brat, you do indeed carry our aura, but do you know that you've been infected with the plague? As a master of necromancy, don't you even know the common tricks of shadow mages?"
"The seed of plague? What...?"
Before Hercula was resurrected, the ghouls summoned by Lorraine were wiped out by the guards of Southshore. He didn't have the chance to witness the power of the Wrath of the Dead Necromancer's Summoning Technique, but judging from the lingering necromantic aura on Lorraine, he could tell that the opponent might also know a thing or two.
Hercula had his own pride. He was just one step away from successfully transforming himself into a true lich, but unfortunately, the people of Southshore discovered this and ruined the transformation ritual.
Herkula was ordered by his teacher to continue his undercover work...
Before the plague preparations in Lordaeron were almost complete, the Cult of the Damned had already been established during the orc invasion of Lordaeron. The Shadow Council was the superior of the Cult of the Damned. At that time, the Lich King was merely a tool created by Kil'jaeden, the demon lord of the Burning Legion, to control the undead. The key to the entire subversion plan was the ubiquitous shadow mages and the priests disguised by the Cult of the Damned to carry out the work of winning over various forces.
A large portion of the nobles of Alterac Valley had been infiltrated by shadow mages sent by the Shadow Council. The appearance of the Crown of Will in Alterac Valley was no coincidence...
The seeds of plague were sown long ago...
It was the members of the Cult of the Damned who truly expanded and facilitated all of this, lurking throughout human towns.
Hercula is one of the main masterminds behind the events near Southshore.
He set up three cursed braziers in the Yeti Cave in the Alterac Mountains. Under the influence of evil magic, the Yeti changed its previous low profile and began to rush out of the cave to attack passersby.
This was one of the measures taken to implement the Hercula Conversion Spell.
In the ruins of Alterac Valley, he was preparing to use the weakened version of the Crown of Will, the Crown of Domination, to control the souls of the dead and awaken countless vengeful spirits in the ruined royal city atop Alterac Valley... His secret ritual was somehow leaked, and he was caught by the people of Southshore who rushed to the scene and hanged.
Hercula's dream of transforming from a human into an undead lich was shattered, and he was hanged at the gates of Southshore.
His remains were buried on the spot, and the tombstone made no special mention of this long-forgotten event. However, some of Herkula's disciples witnessed the entire incident...
The Forsaken undead apprentice who had just awakened his teacher—no one noticed his name—his soul became a source of replenishment for his teacher, Heracula. He helped Heracula recover a considerable amount of magic power.
The scent of kindred spirits emanating from Lorraine captivated him; in Hercula's eyes, Lorraine was like a delicious, fat sheep.
He originally intended to devour Lorraine's soul through a secret technique.
But as soon as they got closer, they discovered Lorraine's secret...
There was also the plague seed that he both feared and loathed.
"You don't know what the Plague Seed is? Haha, that's true. Everyone who saw it died... The Dreadlord forbids anyone from knowing its secrets. You ask why I know? The great Lich King can hear the whispers of all souls... This secret art is a closely guarded secret of the Cult of the Damned! What? You want to learn? I'll teach you... just give me one thing in exchange..."
......
Lorraine watched quietly as the other person performed the infinite resurrection of skeletons... all she could hear was the other person's neurotic monologue.
After listening for a while, he realized that the other party possessed a secret technique for encrypting their conversation through their souls. Upon closer inspection with the Mirror of Truth, he discovered that it was actually a little imp using phase magic to hide under a tree not far from him...
The short imp, one of the corrupted demon species from hell, can use low-level fireball spells... and can also unleash some special blood pact arcane arts.
After a while, Lorraine suddenly realized what was going on.
Hercula is a puppet.
The one who truly controls him is an insignificant little devil.
The teacher once said that the lowest-ranking servants that demon warlocks often carry with them are hellish imps.
Whispering beside him, hidden in the shadows, was a slightly more advanced breed that remotely controlled Hercula. It seemed to possess its own will and freedom and had its eyes on Lorraine.
"Rebellion against Heaven! Pet manipulates owner..."
Lorraine recognized the speaker but pretended not to know. He continued facing Hercula, feigning observation, and asked suspiciously, "What exactly is the Plague Seed? What do you want?"
"Hmph, the Plague Seeds are life seeds bestowed by the Dreadlord. However, they do not belong to the mortal world of Azeroth. When a Plague Seed successfully hatches, the mortal body will be occupied by a noble life form from another dimension, transforming decay into something magical... As for what hatches, it all depends on luck. If it descends upon a Doomguard or the Dreadlord himself... we should praise... the Lich King!"
The kid seemed rather naive, blurting out the secret Lorraine wanted to know...
It regretted it as soon as it finished speaking about the plague seed, and said anxiously, "You must give me that crown first! Otherwise, you will be controlled by shadow magic sooner or later, your soul will be extracted and you will become a mad soulless being."
That's it!
Lorraine remembered...
Why would the shadow mage who vanished into thin air be so interested in finding Lorraine and saying he looked forward to his growth?
It turns out they weren't interested in his abilities, but rather secretly released the seeds of plague into him.
The Plague Seed hatches based on the host's abilities and potential, greatly amplifying negative emotions and energy, stimulating the host to fall or mutate. In an orc, it can transform into the original Fel Orc... in a night elf, it can transform into a Satyr; and in a human, it could indeed potentially transform into a Lich...
This secret technique belongs to the power of a special demon, also known as the Demon Seed, Void Seed, or Fel Magic...
Warlocks are often thought of as fel mages who control demons in battle... In reality, warlocks who are exposed to demonic power for extended periods will eventually become demons themselves. Medivh, for example, was merely imbued with a trace of fel energy by the Dark Titan Sargeras...
When he came of age, he was completely controlled by a seed of evil energy... becoming the vessel for Sargeras's avatar.
They helped the Burning Legion establish a portal in Azeroth. The earliest portal wasn't the large portal in the Blasted Lands that could enable Legion-level teleportation. The real portal was actually at the top of the Mage Tower in Karazhan, where a passage to another world had already been opened.
The demon prince and his minions were sent to make initial preparations before the orc army, under the combined influence of the controlled Medivh and the orc warlock Gul'dan, simultaneously opened the Dark Portal.
Let the orcs descend upon Azeroth...
The era of order begins... The plague seed may seem insignificant, but by the time it ripens, it will be too late...