0p0 Chapter 541 Let Me Slide
Chapter 541 Let Me Slide
After the War of the Ancients, the four elemental lords were sealed by the Titans in the prisons of the four elemental planes...
Last time, when Lorraine fell into the abyss at the rift by Lake Lordamere, he not only encountered Brann Bronzebeard, one of the master troublemakers, but also the spider-man elder guarding the mysterious underground portal...
At the time, the other party also gave Lorraine a brand. There were too many brands, all kinds, and she couldn't tell them apart. Lorraine didn't need them right away, so she didn't want to look at them anymore.
However, one thing is certain: the ancient portal beneath the Dalaran crater ruins that was immediately closed was definitely not the Fire Elemental Lord, but most likely the ever-low-profile Stone Mother Therazane...
According to the teacher's analysis, separated only by a mountain, lies the cradle of the Arathi race...
The descendants of the mutated and weakened Vrykul, protected by Tyr's followers who were once guardians of order, roamed the Arathi Highlands, possibly originating in the Hand of Tyr...
Tyr's severed hand was reforged from silver steel; after his self-destruction, a gigantic, gleaming, god-like hand appeared in the Hand of the Earth...
Following ancient traditions, the Silver Hand, which emerged from Tyr's Hand, became the name of the first legion of paladins in the Kingdom of Lordaeron...
The Knights of the Silver Hand represent heritage and holy light, glory and legend...
However, the origin of the human race is still the Arathi Highlands. This is because the Vrykul who arrived in Tirisfal Glades, as followers of Tyr, the Lord of Order, had a mission to complete...
On the Arathi Highlands, there are inner and outer sealing formations, and the five elemental sealing formations of wind, fire, lightning, earth, and water have always existed...
Humans have fulfilled their duties for generations, essentially continuing the legacy of Tyr, the Guardian of Order, to protect the order of Azeroth, suppress the four elemental lords, and prevent the Old Gods from wreaking havoc...
The Council of Tirisfal is descended from the Kirin Tor, and the humans of the Arathor Empire may have gradually forgotten their mission over countless years.
They flourished across the land, establishing new city-states and kingdoms, beginning border conflicts with the dwarves, and also interacting with the high elves of Silvermoon City in the north... Humanity seemed to have forgotten that the dwarves and gnomes were also descendants of other Guardians' creations, especially since the dwarves were the earliest earthen descendants created by Azadas after he hid alone in Uldaman, using machines left behind by the Titans...
In other words, the descendants of former comrades-in-arms have become enemies fighting for survival and interests.
Due to external pressure, they gradually became allies again, working together to deal with enemies who disrupt order.
It's ironic that ancient vows are never truly loyal forever. Even the strongest friendships and sentiments can fade and change over time due to conflicting interests...
However, one thing Lorraine was certain of was that her teacher said the ancient seal was useless. Those who were supposed to fulfill their oaths had instead turned against the people, helping the Old Gods fight the Justice League, corrupting mortals, and attempting to rebuild the ancient Dark Empire...
If no one stops or discovers this truth, the ancient gods have already succeeded.
The glory left by Tyr's Hand continues to inspire, and the Knights of the Silver Hand strive to spread the Holy Light and deliver justice. However, evil is also plotting its own schemes...
Good and evil can coexist since ancient times, but those who claim to be good people waver!
My teacher and I embarked on this thrilling, bizarre, and epic journey, seemingly because an omnipresent, omnipotent Titan-level, or even higher, godfather sought to fill and correct the flaws in this world, to plug or alter, and to thwart the ancient gods' conspiracy...
"My mission is righteous, my actions are righteous, even if I am a spirit of the dead, even if I am an enemy of the living, even if my queen has never seen me, even if my own teacher may be deceiving me, even if my adoptive father is not truly interested in me, but only treats me as an old toy, as a source of amusement, I will still challenge the impossible, fight against god-like enemies, overcome my own cowardice, witness ancient legends, and sing the triumphant song of the tribe..."
"You can do it, Lorraine!"
"You can do it even without a teacher!"
......
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
Lorraine had just regained her confidence and stood up to the beast when she was slapped across the face...
"Ouch... Hey, what are you doing?"
"I... I thought you'd gone crazy... You were babbling incoherently, like you had a sock in your mouth. I just wanted to bring you to your senses, Lorraine. Are you alright?"
Turning his head, he saw the undead girl Lilith looking at him with concern, while his own pale, smiling face stung with pain, covered in a large bruise...
His teeth chattered, Lorraine's nostrils burned, and his head swelled up like a small volcano about to erupt. He looked left and right, enduring the pain... The last time he was beaten by a woman seemed to be a blood elf mage over two hundred years old...
This time it's a spirit girl who died and then resurrected...
Unable to retaliate and facing imminent danger, Lorraine raised her hands and shouted, "Don't think you've got us cornered! Even without a teacher, I, Lorraine the Necromancer, can still kill you all! Monsters, let's see if you, the Hellbringer, are stronger, or I, the Dual-World Walker... Lilith, back off! Don't show your face..."
.......
"Okay... be careful... a Twin-World Walker? What's a Frost Walker? A high-level ice mage...?"
"Shut up!"
.......
He glared at Lilith, seemingly annoyed that she had interrupted his monologue, and then stormed out, seething with resentment.
Lilith heard the lava behemoth roaring outside the stone golem's mouth, and Lorraine's shouts were no weaker than the behemoth's...
A tiny, skinny man, unarmed and unable to cast spells, charged directly at the lava hound. This lava hound was virtually without weaknesses; it was enormous, fast, thick-skinned, and immune to fire magic.
She had already warned Lorraine...
On the battlefield, it typically takes the Horde or Alliance forty to fifty lives to even have a chance of wounding or eliminating a single lava hound... and that's only when large siege weapons or magical assistance are used...
How could a skeleton like Lorraine withstand a monster the size of a mountain?
Is Lorraine going to turn into Ultraman?
Or, could it transform into a Gundam?
Or perhaps Lorraine can summon even stronger monsters...
It seems like this is the only possibility...
Lilith couldn't resist peeking out to watch the battle between Lorraine and the giant beast...
Although Lorraine escaped danger several times, Lilith couldn't help but worry about this suicidal act, wondering if the rudimentary resurrection spell she had spent a fortune learning would actually succeed... Even though she had witnessed high-ranking priests summoning souls and resurrecting warriors through rituals...
Previously, the Forgotten Saintess used the Necronomicon to resurrect the Royal Terror Guard and the Bone Kodo, but that could hardly be called a resurrection. It was more like a necromancer's skill that manipulated the body, and the resurrected creatures were merely puppets.
She did not want the resurrected Lorraine to become a puppet.
Although this guy also has a bad personality—eccentric, annoying, doesn't understand normal human emotions, has a quirky way of thinking, and has niche interests...
His thought process is also quite peculiar...
She didn't want Lorraine to die. If she really died, then... who could protect her and get her out of here? There were no other teammates left...
If Lorraine knew that Lilith didn't want him to die because no one could guide the directionally challenged out of Ragefire Rift, then his risky actions in fighting the lava behemoth would indeed have been somewhat pointless...
However, Lorraine's courage wasn't solely for Lilith's sake; he had been observing and pondering for a long time, and rushing out certainly wouldn't be a suicide mission...
Glancing sideways, Lilith noticed that Lorraine was rushing straight towards the giant mouth of the lava behemoth, seemingly heading straight to feed it—a suicidal act... The poison on their bodies hadn't been neutralized yet, so Lorraine shouldn't be able to cast spells. And that treasure he had that could emit shockwaves also seemed unable to fire a second time. Why was he running over there?
Look closely, and you'll see that Lorraine instinctively slid to the feet of the giant beast, causing it to lose its target and only see its own belly.
The venom is viscous, but it can also be used as a lubricant...
Lorraine ducked and slid in, narrowly avoiding the beast's jaws. The beast's bite missed its target... its two large eyes darted around, unable to find anything... Lilith saw Lorraine using both hands and feet to tightly grip the lava behemoth's rough scales, wedging itself just below the lava hound's neck...
The scene looked like it was about to crash at any moment, like a fool clinging to the landing gear of an airplane, only to find that once the plane takes off and retracts its landing gear, the person on it will inevitably fall and be smashed to pieces...
Lorraine looks exactly like this now; the perspective trick is only temporary...