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Chapter 550 Drilling into the Stomach
Lily was first afraid, then excited, and finally thrilled...
Watching the surrounding army of bones devour the lava slime monsters that had threatened him and Lorraine... Lorraine's strange runic right eye was once again exposed to the shadow priest Lilith...
She thought this move was way cooler than that ridiculous puppet that the Forgotten Saintess Irene awakened using the Book of the Dead...
Of course, that guy is all high and mighty. Lorraine always seems to spew out tornado-like ghosts and vengeful spirits from his eye sockets. In comparison, what kind of existence is Lorraine really?
A living prison?
Are all necromancers like this?
Like that person who loves playing with insects, keeping them in the crevices of their bones—just thinking about it sends chills down my spine...
That kind of guy, no matter how handsome he is, is outrageous; he's reached an inhuman level.
Throughout their journey, Eileen, Lilith, and Terra all harbored a mixture of fear and respect for Lorraine, though their feelings towards her differed greatly... Lilith was more like a childhood friend, a companion on their path...
Eileen was forced to follow her junior brother, Lorraine, due to the mission assigned by the president of the Undead Research Society. Lorraine had saved her life, but Lorraine's secrets and the threat of the undead army instilled even greater fear in the Forgotten Saintess. Lorraine's unapproachable attitude was even more chilling than Eileen's forced aloofness. Saintess Eileen felt no guilt whatsoever for betraying or revealing Lorraine's secrets. In the name of the Queen, she wanted to test the true loyalty of the Plague Messenger, Lorraine!
The Forgotten Saintess only admires the strong, regardless of whether Lorraine is ugly or poor...
Because the strong can change the rules, ignore the rules, and establish the rules, ordinary evaluation standards are meaningless.
If he could, Lorraine could easily establish his own base in a small place; he has the current capabilities to do so. The rulers of Undercity, judging others by their own standards, will always suspect Lorraine...
The fact that a warrant had been issued proved that the Forsaken, to whom Lorraine was to pledge allegiance, and to the Queen's faith that her teacher so cherished, were not the Royal Apothecary Guild controlled by the dreadlords and the Grand Apothecary, nor were they the new human empire touted by the foolish, cowardly old wasteland council idiots who thought they could live like humans again...
However, the beautiful Blood Elf Captain Terra did indeed discover that Lorraine was a contradictory figure. Through several encounters—fulfilling the Sunreavers' initial promise to save their guests three times, then accompanying and being by their side during the quest to retrieve the ancient elven holy sword—and during the Atonement Isle incident, perhaps the only one who knew everything was the Blood Elf Archmage Captain Terra...
However, Terra was subsequently summoned back to Silvermoon City by her teacher and was forbidden from leaving for a short period. The blood elves were preoccupied with the chaos in the Eastern Kingdoms...
The legend of Dire Maul, the ancient elven city of Kalimdor, was mentioned by Lorin to the chief archmage of Silvermoon City, Romans. He knew the ruins of that ancient city were hidden within the ruins of Feralas in the central forests of Kalimdor, and Lorin had a gut feeling that something his 'godfather' desired lay there...
The 'godfather' no longer likes to show himself directly and give hints, just as the teacher has remained silent for a long time, but the clues have already been given...
I almost forgot those three images...
Of the three women, one thing is clear: Eileen is a colleague, Lilith is a friend, and Terra is the true ally...
As for a lover?
Those who are rootless and untainted are devoid of emotion and love, yearning only for power and status...
The master and disciple, now only incomplete and possessing vengeful spirits, harbored deep resentment and a strong obsession, if not profound hatred.
Being a secret member of the new Council of Tirisfal is a supreme honor and responsibility for mages...
Ever since encountering the deceased Guardian Aegwynn in Undercity, the legendary figure who went by the alias Avril... oh no, Lady Elwin, Lorraine's dream has been to become a full member of the Order of Tirisfal!
If you were to ask why, you could only say that the teacher raved about the council so much that little Lorraine longed for it...
Indeed, Aegwynn, Merlin & Winterwind, Romans, Aethas & the Sunreaver, Mordra, and many other legendary figures of Archmage rank or higher who had long since vanished from the mortal realm were all members of this council...
Even Aethas & the Sunreaver and Mordra, who were at the level of the Kirin Tor Chancellor, were not core members of the legendary organization that maintained the traditional magical order of Azeroth and continued the guardian's will of the Lord of Order. They were initially just peripheral members. Only those who made contributions to saving Azeroth and defeated powerful enemies were qualified to officially become candidates for the Guardians...
What are those seemingly massive, invincible hellhounds compared to that?
Aegwynn was once capable of single-handedly slaying hordes of demons. However, in the bizarre timelines that followed, whether you played a melee or berserker warrior, you were destined to be repeatedly ambushed and killed by demon minions on the Broken Beach...
"Heaven is on the left, warriors on the right..."
Absolutely no bare back!
Charge, unleash...
The mage is still the best...
Lorraine's mental power was boosted by more than 250% in the enhanced state. All negative damage, including the hidden mental attacks from the Plague Seed, was accumulating power for the skeletal phantom above Lorraine's head...
Without hesitation, they plunged into the lava behemoth's mouth...
This huge creature seemed to have been under the control of a demon warlock's spell. Although it couldn't be completely controlled, when Lorraine interrupted Yegosh's shadow magic, the spell to enslave the demon hound failed, and the lava hound became violent, filling Yegosh with extreme fear...
He couldn't speak, but he was anxious because Lorraine wanted to take him into the beast's mouth.
The altar was surrounded by mountains of bones and mangled limbs, all remnants of the remains left from feeding this colossal beast. This demonstrated the creature's voracious appetite and terrifying nature. Yegosh, not wanting to be devoured by the lava hound, used all his strength to crush the magic orb in his hand. The magical behemoth went completely berserk, breaking free from the shackles of the enslaving magic...
Lorraine had just stepped into the filthy maw of the lava hound, which hadn't brushed its teeth in millennia. The jaws were like blades, as large as a bamboo hat, and its jagged canines snapped down...
Like a guillotine, Lorraine was forced to prop himself up with one arm, and with a quick thrust and pull of his other hand, he drew a long-handled weapon and plunged it fiercely into the root of the giant beast's teeth...
Yegosh seized the opportunity to break free of his restraints, only to witness Lorraine's own self-inflicted predicament...
He laughed loudly, using all four limbs to try and crawl out of the only remaining gap in the beast's maw. "Plague messenger, have you lost your mind? The mouth of the hell messenger is the entrance to the abyss. You're courting death, and you want to drag me down with you? Let's go to the spa!"
Yegosh's scheme succeeded in shattering the magic orb, and he unleashed a barrage of Shadow Bolts, curses, and Seeds of Corruption upon Lorraine...
It hated this skinny villain who dared to defy the odds and see itself as an insignificant ant... Unlike ordinary demon warlocks, who risk everything to control demons and fight as slaves using arcane magic, like the members of the Shadow Council, most of them were the opposite—actually servants of their demon masters...
The downside is the master-servant switch; the upside is that there are no restrictions on summoning... you don't have to risk your life, as long as you act humble enough and offer sacrifices...
This mutated demonic molten hound, a messenger of hell, is a gift from an unknown lord of the abyss...
Yegosh's summoned demonic companions were all revered as his master's demonic servants. The Hungry Taman, a Doomguard, was the strongest creature he had managed to summon by sheer luck...
Legend has it that to successfully summon the Doomsday Guardian, the soul of one of three summoners must be randomly sacrificed. This demonic creature from the abyss cannot be completely killed in the mortal realm; even after death, it can be reawakened from the abyss...
The pact between a warlock and a demon is one of the most unreliable pacts in the world...
Both sides deceived each other, each harboring their own thoughts. Having lost control of their magical artifacts, beings like the Molten Demon Hound... regarded Yegosh as no different from food. However, Yegosh's earlier cries for support were answered.
A large, dark mass of figures rushed over from afar, led by three men, one of whom was Taman the Hungry Doomguard, several times taller than an average person, standing over five meters tall and almost touching the ceiling of Ragefire Rift.
A satyr named Azaran, resembling a demonized, oversized night elf... This was the first time Lorraine had ever seen a satyr creature. Legend had it that these beings were traitorous night elf druids who had defected to the Burning Legion ten thousand years ago...
There was another one, dressed similarly to Yegosh, who appeared to be another warlock, but wielding a one-handed hammer, making him look more like a tri-sorcerer shaman from the Fireblade clan!
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