strictlysupreme Chapter 471 Things are different now
Chapter 471 Things are different now
The great lich Kel'Thuzad spoke eloquently, his minions maintaining the soul chains that bound the target. In response to his invitation, Romans once again gathered his strength, unleashing a barrage of magic from the six great magic wheels behind him.
Arcane Missiles, Arcane Blast, Arcane Explosion...
The arcane mage's signature moves may seem simple, mindless, and idiotic... but in reality, their power increases in waves, like a magical revolver, with each move delivering a critical hit.
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The fundamental principle of arcane magic is the deconstruction and reconstruction of the material world... altering energy forms, controlling matter and space, and even freezing time—possessing unimaginable and wondrous abilities. In fact, the Azerothian mana curriculum repeatedly emphasizes that all fire, ice, and other energy spells are based on arcane magic...
Lorraine opened the Book of Magical Wisdom and mentioned that arcane magic is the original method of manipulating energy and guiding the deconstruction of matter.
Terra learned from her teacher that the world's magical elements are diverse, but can sometimes be transformed under specific conditions... The time-reversal technique can be achieved under certain conditions, but it cannot reverse the process...
The interpreter did not change the outcome, but merely injected a new energy equation, causing a chain reaction in the result...
Miss Terra's explanation did not help Lorraine grasp the essence of arcane magic.
Anyway, it's all a bit of a mystery, but I roughly understand that arcane magic is the foundation... other spells are more or less expanded or modified from it... "Could arcane magic be mathematics?" Mathematics is the foundation of everything, and as a humanities student, teacher Rolin let out a desperate wail...
Having not heard her teacher's complaints for a long time, Lorraine groggily awoke amidst the smoke and dust.
The high lich at the forefront single-handedly bound the faceless void behemoth and even fought the blood elf archmage Romans with one hand, leaving Lorraine both thrilled and chilled to the bone...
Arcane missiles occasionally struck the floating fortress behind them, causing Lorraine to shudder.
Lorraine noticed that in the stands, Frostwhisper and the others watched expressionlessly as Kel'Thuzad, the Grand Marshal of the Scourge, faced a powerful enemy alone. These Scourge generals, however, remained silent, like statues...
It was as if they would remain motionless unless the Grand Steward gave the order.
Of course, Lorraine noticed that some of these undead actually looked unusual. For example, among the necromancer group, Plaguebringer North and his companions seemed worried... as if they feared the flying fortress wouldn't be able to hold out...
Among the undead monks, some occasionally moved back and forth in the corridor, continuing their work.
Lorraine realized that no one was paying attention to him, so he just joined in and watched the magical clash between the two magic masters in front of him, observing the unexpected changes!
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"Lich, have you forgotten what we learned in our magic combat class: you can't be distracted during battle?"
On his dragonhawk mount, Romans continued to hurl arcane missiles downwards, firmly refusing Kel'Thuzad's invitation. He himself didn't understand what Kel'Thuzad meant by the Blood Council, but Romans would never submit to the Lich King and the Scourge, the enemies of the blood elves.
Romans has classic blond hair and his face shows almost no signs of aging, but he is actually an old man.
Compared to Terra, the elf's ears were more three-dimensional and straight... Its eyes were blue-green with ever-present arcane magical fluctuations, rippling like water. When Romans unleashed his Arcane Barrage, the six orbs behind it rotated in turn, unlike the three red-to-green fireballs behind the Blood Elf Prince.
Romans possesses six different magical powers, an extension of arcane principles, enhancing his magical barrage...
There was lightning energy, as well as orbs of light, fire, and ice spikes; green vines accompanied yellow stones as they flew through the air...
The lightning bolts, as thin as hair, struck the Scourge minions, slicing through a piece of flesh and blood like a ghostly scythe of death. They bounced towards the High Lich, but were easily shattered by the magical light barrier, leaving only faint lightning patterns that dissipated into the air.
"A clumsy skill, a hodgepodge without any real mastery." The great lich shook his head and sighed, "Lord Romans, your spells are all bark and no bite; they are nothing to fear. It seems I have overestimated you..."
"Try this..."
The great lich hurled a round ice ball overhead, which, like a multicolored spotlight in a disco, began to fire ice arrows in all directions. The attack was massive and continuous; Romans felt as if ice rain had fallen from the sky...
Drive the dragon-eagle beneath your feet to dodge, sometimes soaring high, sometimes swooping low.
The lich's mass Frostbolts seemed to be equipped with navigation, relentlessly pursuing Romans.
The ice arrows from other directions were incredibly fast, striking the human and orc air cavalry hiding behind the dragonhawk riders across the sea... Many dwarven thunder knights and orc spearmen were struck by the ice arrows, some even having their chests pierced, causing them to fall into the sea along with their mounts...
A series of screams came from behind, and Romans couldn't help but turn around in fear...
At that distance, the same Frostbolt spell, in the hands of the High Lich, was like a terrifying rain of needle-like magical projectiles... Wherever it was thrown, the sky above was subjected to a deadly area-of-effect attack... The commander had no choice but to order evasive action or descent...
Fortunately, Romans himself was unharmed.
"You...ambush the weak! Despicable..."
"What a joke, Lord Romans! What kind of power is it if it can't crush the weak? Foolishly throwing an egg against a rock, you think that's courage... Besides, why should only you be able to kill my Heavenly Demon, while I'm called despicable for swatting away a few annoying flies?"
The high lich chuckled, casually raising his hand: "Lord Romans is right about one thing. I clearly remember the teachings from the Dalaran Magic Combat Course. Mages need wisdom in combat, and the use of magic must be flexible and adaptable, moving with the enemy. I'm sorry, Lord Romans, I'm not a knight. I'm not used to one-on-one combat!"
Kel'Thuzad casually waved his hand, and the stupid henchmen who had been standing behind him, taking the beatings and trying to regroup, finally made a move.
A large number of black orbs were launched towards Romans's location; Kel'Thuzad clearly wanted to end the battle quickly.
They abandoned all moral principles and attacked him en masse.
The idea of a high-ranking mage engaging in a one-on-one duel is just wishful thinking. In actual combat, mages shouldn't stand in front and take hits... Moving around, maintaining distance and firepower advantage, is the best strategy.
Singled out?
Sure, but challenging a group of enemies alone is not the act of a wise person.
Having held back for so long, even the Scourge soldiers, who had been decimated by Romans, finally responded to the call...
They charged directly off the island, and the path of bones that had long since vanished on the sea surface solidified once more. This time, it contained not only bones but also frost. With bones as its foundation and the path of frost reinforced, the Death Knights led the charge, and the army of the dead crossed the sea, instantly creating a crisis.
Some human soldiers, still desperately rowing their small boats, were suddenly trapped on the sea. Before they could react, a large swarm of undead creatures pounced on them from the ice...