strictlysupreme Chapter 512 Familiar Touch
Chapter 512 Familiar Touch
The log fell, there was no way to avoid it...
It's like a makeshift walkway continuously falling overhead. Strangely enough, despite the danger of the alleyway, there are quite a few shops here... Leather, herbs, enchanting, and alchemy are all hidden on both sides of the alley.
Due to the terrain, this hidden commercial street is not bustling at the entrance, and the building structure and entrance are quite complicated...
It seems that some of the most profitable shops in Orgrimmar are located here... perhaps they are properties and shops belonging to the Shadow Council.
The falling logs were equivalent to a collapsed building... The main roads of the entire dark alley were covered with the debris of the collapsed wood, and dust billowed up. The orc soldiers who were not buried groaned in pain, and it was estimated that at least dozens of them were seriously injured.
The entire delegation and guards of the Forgotten Shadow were buried in the ruins...
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Something terrible happened, but no one in the shop came out to see what was happening...
Clearly, this was all premeditated!
"Who did it?"
High Overlord Saurfang immediately thought of the orc warlocks left behind by the Shadow Council... They had been plotting in the shadows, dissatisfied with Thrall's new policies, always saying that Thrall had violated orc traditions...
Being too merciful and weak towards the enemy...
This forces the orcs to struggle for survival in the wastelands of Kalimdor.
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Little did they know that if it weren't for Warchief Thrall's mercy, none of the Horde's warlocks would have survived! Not to mention, they would have been forced to conduct those evil experiments and demonic rituals in the major cities.
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"What good would it do them to disrupt the relationship between Undercity and Orgrimmar? Would it create enmity between the Forsaken and the orcs? Aren't those Shadow Council members always the ones advocating for the Forsaken Alchemy Guild? Why would they attack the Forsaken's delegation..."
"Quick, someone move the logs and save people!"
The old orc Saurfang couldn't understand this...
He wasn't as cunning as Orgrim the Destroyer, the chieftain of the Blackrock clan, nor as wise as Thrall... He was simply furious that such a thing could happen in Orgrimmar.
Warchief Thrall was waiting for him to bring the Undercity envoys to an audience, but as the head of the guards, the person he was supposed to protect was betrayed and attacked.
He was at a loss...
His men are good at killing, but not at saving lives.
Unable to determine who the enemy is...
The fate of the Undercity ambassador remains unknown...
During the attack, no enemy figures were seen.
Silently and without a trace, in full view of everyone, he was shamed!
High Overlord Saurfang suddenly turned around and ordered his men to seize Lilith and her group of civilians who were watching from the other side...
"Everyone here is a suspect. No one can leave! The killer must be among you. Guards, seize the one who cast the spell and interrogate them thoroughly. Don't let a single one escape..."
Upon receiving the king's command, the Orgrimmar commoners, who had been terrified and at a loss, immediately panicked.
They immediately scattered to leave, but the wolf riders had already surrounded them. The orc merchant shouted, "I was just passing by! Gru is just a general merchant! Gru is innocent..."
The remaining men, women, the elderly, the weak, and the onlookers immediately chimed in, and the slightly stronger ones directly confronted the orc guards who came to arrest them, refusing to be captured.
In the crowd, Lilith stared blankly at the ruins. Just a moment ago, Lorraine was there, but now she was just a pile of wood and rubble. If Lorraine hadn't been made of iron, she would probably have been smashed to pieces by now.
The necromancer Lilith choked back tears, "No~"
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"why no?"
Just as Lilith was about to burst into tears, a familiar voice came from behind her...
Lilith turned her head naturally and saw Lorraine staring at her strangely...
Are you worried that I'm dead?
"No... Lorraine! What happened to you? How come you're alright!"
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Do you want something to happen to me?
"you..."
Lilith's grief turned to rage, and she casually threw a priest's power spell at Lorraine: Pain! Immediately following was Mental Lash; a dark purple shadow whip wrapped around Lorraine's arm, and he felt as if a thousand ants were tearing at his body...
This kind of soul-piercing spell is a specialty of shadow priests...
"Damn, you're serious..."
"Hmph, you tried to lie to me! Lilith is going to punish you properly. How did you even survive that? Even my brother couldn't withstand that kind of damage with his shield wall up!"
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Lorraine, in pain, quickly begged for mercy; this was the first time he had witnessed the damage inflicted by a Shadow Priest...
My teacher said that the natural enemies of ordinary mages, besides demon warlocks with their hellhounds, are probably shadow priests—they're impossible to kill, impossible to escape, and skilled in fear and mana burn while also possessing regeneration...
Fortunately, Lilith only punished Lorraine and didn't kill her. Lorraine is now tough and resilient, no longer the frail little undead mage...
"You forgot? I'm an Archmage of the Undead! Blink is basic stuff for me. A mage who can't even use Blink shouldn't be a mage... Besides, I have a helper. Let me introduce you. This is my good friend, and speaking of which, she's my junior sister, Miss Eileen!"
Lorraine had just encountered a crisis, and on the other side there was still chaos and devastation. Orc soldiers were trying to control the crowd, but he calmly introduced acquaintances to Lilith in the crowd.
My acquaintance, Miss Eileen...
A beautiful blonde female magician with a perfect human figure...
When she took off the mask, Lorraine was genuinely excited.
Unfortunately, the two didn't exchange many words before countless logs rained down on them... The representative of the [Shadow of Oblivion], the Holy Maiden of Oblivion, flashed to Lorraine's side, and the two almost simultaneously teleported hand in hand...
First, the saintess flashed, then Lorraine took the unfamiliar yet familiar little hand and flashed again, and the two were instantly out of danger.
It happened suddenly...
The log crashed so loudly, raising a cloud of dust, that no one noticed the Undercity ambassador was not only alive, but had also inadvertently saved a naive passerby...
Lorraine had seen his fair share of traps. When the rubble from the landslide fell, even if he couldn't withstand it head-on, he could barely endure it with the help of a few treasures... If he could return to Undercity sooner and obtain the ice archmage's ultimate skill, [Ice Barrier], from Aegwynn, he would be immune to all ordinary fatal attacks for 10 seconds. However, if he were to freeze in place, he would probably still be crushed under the rubble.
Using Flash to avoid attacks is just a standard procedure.
Holding hands with Eileen, flashing lights—this is the first time...
Eileen's hands were quite different from Lilith's cold, withered Death Hand.
Eileen now retains almost all of a human appearance and senses, but Lorraine is certain that she has actively transformed herself into a non-human being. Lorraine doesn't understand the principles behind this transformation technique...
After all, it's not uncommon to find human mages over a thousand years old, even those of legendary archmages like Aegwynn...
Approaching demigod status, their arcane arts were beyond Lorraine's comprehension...
Besides, he himself was just a minor frost mage.
Holding Erin's hand, a familiar feeling washed over him. He unveiled the mask of the Queen of the Forgotten Shadows, and the Forgotten Saintess holding the Dark Bible was none other than his junior sister, the former Dalaran junior mage, and one of Lady Elwin's disciples, Miss Erin.
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