0p0 Chapter 248 A Pawn Crossing the River
Chapter 248 A Pawn Crossing the River
Lorraine was startled by what was underwater...
Since sweeping through Dalaran, Lorraine has become indifferent to ordinary monsters, werewolves, and zombie beasts. Even the once-feared Sons of Arugal are nothing in Lorraine's eyes.
He was confident that he could take on several werewolves one-on-one.
Werewolves also come in different ranks. Arugal himself is weak, but the werewolves he summoned using the curse of the wolf god are not to be underestimated. Lorraine still harbors lingering fears from the threat posed by the two giant demonic wolves, offspring of the wolf god Goldrinn.
Fortunately, the wolf offspring regained human form and were rescued by the night elf druids...
Speaking of which, I seem to have caught a glimpse of that dashing Warden's figure in Dalaran, but with so many people and such chaos on the battlefield... Lorraine didn't have time to make friends with acquaintances, and she was practically a stranger to Marcus... and she just brushed past the Queen...
Who is pulling at his calf from underwater?
A strikingly different face suddenly emerged from the lakebed, startling Lorraine. He instinctively prepared to unleash a three-hit combo of instant-cast mage spells: Ice Ring... Fire Blast... Cyclone...
The moment the Ice Ring was released, a monster was frozen in the lake.
The left hand was about to unleash a Flame Shock, while the right hand was gathering an Ice Spike...
The creature in front of me, covered in mud and with bulging eyes, seemed harmless... it was just gesturing wildly... Its eyes were particularly protruding, standing on either side, and its body was oval... Its main body was flat, with phosphorescent shimmering and a slippery sheen... There was also a peculiar skirt-like object extending from its head and back... it seemed to be a fin.
Alas, monsters also have hands and feet, but they appear short and small compared to their bodies...
"Waaaaah...waaaah...(⊙o⊙)...wagaa...wagaa!"
this...
A strange, familiar yet unfamiliar sound emanated from the monster's mouth, freezing it in place. Lorraine then realized that this strange creature, about the size of a normal human, was actually a fish-man covered in mud, one side of which had been washed clean...
The murlocs by Lake Lordaeronmill...
Dark Tide Tribe?
Lorraine vaguely recalled the scene from a dozen days ago when he was teleported by the murlocs to the shores of Lake Lordaeronmill.
At that time, there were many scattered, frenzied fishmen on the lake shore...
If it weren't for the Tide Amulet, a sacred relic given to him by the murloc chieftain, these murlocs would have torn him to pieces. Initially, to deal with the threats surrounding Wolf Island... he even used the amulet to recruit quite a few murlocs for help...
Finally, he even exploited a bug to use the basic abilities of the Necromancer Rune for the first time. Under the manipulation of the basic rune, he summoned mindless skeleton beasts to help him seize Fennis Wolf Island... kill Thule, eliminate the human militia... rescue the remnants of the Gravekeeper... and achieve the title of hero.
Lorraine slapped her forehead. "Oh no, I forgot about them..."
......
Since accepting Aegwynn's mission to fulfill his dream...
Lorraine almost never went back.
He truly was like a pawn crossing a river, forging ahead bravely, becoming more courageous with each setback...
It's not exactly a failure...
With the help of his treasures and his teacher, Lorraine's strength underwent a qualitative leap. He also gained his own status and reputation, becoming somewhat famous outside the city, and achieving remarkable feats within Undercity...
The reason for such achievements is self-evident: the teacher and he are one and the same.
General Marcus was destined to be with him, gifting him the Orb of Deception and helping him escape danger several times... He always treated him with tolerance and equality, never regarding him as a monster or a clown, for which Lorraine was deeply grateful and respectful... If his teacher hadn't said that Marcus was a warm-hearted person, he would have really wanted to get closer to him.
At least he saved his poor soul and resurrected him from the brink of death... He even greeted him many times like an old friend, including not long ago, when he reminded him to run with him when they were escaping for their lives...
In the eyes of Lorraine and his apprentice, Marcus truly deserves to be called a battle-hardened veteran who survived the Knights of the Silver Hand, a benevolent paladin who inherited the will of the Holy Light, the highest defense commander of Stormwind City in the Alliance, a true hero who is utterly loyal to King Varian and dedicated to saving lives and uncovering the truth...
The perfect candidate for the next generation of Lightbringer...
Of course, the current Lightbringer should actually be General Turalyon, who is currently in Outland... I've heard he's joined the Naaru Legion of Light... a legitimate and righteous leader, leading the followers of the Light against the Burning Demons... commanding the human paladins...
However, in the eyes of Lorraine and her apprentice, this strange man was the one dedicated to saving everyone and treating everyone with absolute fairness and justice.
The two commemorative gold coins, the Supreme Ring, and several badges he obtained from him proved invaluable to Lorraine. In truth, Lorraine's identity was becoming increasingly complex... the various badges he possessed were practically overflowing his backpack.
If it weren't for the magic pouch that Master Merlin recently gifted me...
That huge pile of clutter was simply too much to fit, and neither Lorraine nor his apprentice, those two misers, could bear to throw anything away... It was Lorraine's first pot of gold, and the reliance that allowed him to survive several times...
Witnessing the growth of the plague messenger...
Marcus was a benefactor and guide to Lorraine and her master. It seemed as if Marcus would always appear after Lorraine's godfather.
Just as light and shadow are interdependent, when the power of shadow and death descends upon the world, the apostle of light and life will appear before the master and disciple... This time, though it was only a brief encounter, they fled for their lives in a sorry state.
It also made Lorraine feel warm and excited.
He was driven into the lake, where he encountered the fish-men...
how to say?
Lorraine really messed up the wild murlocs at Lake Lordaeronmill!
This group of murlocs, driven by the water-related sacred object, the Tide Amulet, first fought against the white-headed werewolf minions for him, even though the werewolves posed a far greater threat than ordinary remnants of natural disasters.
The fish-people who have always lived by the lake are not afraid of werewolves, natural disaster zombies, or ghosts that approach the lake; they will eliminate any enemies that get too close.
However, they dared not stray too far from the water's edge to provoke the Sons of Arugal or the Scourge's scattered minions...
To seize the crossing, Kororin not only drove the murlocs to fight against the undead wolf-bears infected with the undead plague, but also organized the murlocs as helpers, bait, and guides to confront the Scourge's scattered troops...
Most importantly, in order to exploit a bug, Lorraine had one of the most powerful murlocs in the lake unleash a vengeful spirit lock on him...
However, it also prevents the skeleton beast from attacking the merman targeted by the vengeful spirit...
He positioned the murlocs in the water, keeping them at a distance, which triggered a bug that allowed the ordinary skeleton beasts, which should only survive for less than a minute, to continue fighting until they were defeated. He continuously organized his murloc members to fight for him, building the initial skeleton beast army, and he didn't waste even the murlocs that died in battle.
Due to the overwhelming power of the Tide Amulet, the descendants of the Dark Tide Murlocs must obey the orders of their Necromancer allies.
These fish-men, who were originally happy, carefree, silly, but incredibly united and brave, suffered a great calamity.
The suffering was unbearable, and the losses were devastating...
Even more painful is that, ever since the Forsaken completely occupied Fenice Wolf Isle and its major strongholds nearby, Undercity has carried out several large-scale purges around the shores of Lake Lordaeron Mill.
On one hand, there is the task of eliminating the remnants of the natural disaster's minions; on the other hand, there is the task of driving away the threat of the Moonfury werewolves, sons of Arugal.
Fishmen and wild beasts also became targets for elimination...
The previously lax management policy of Undercity was overturned after Lorraine suggested to Carlos, the commander of the Gravekeepers' garrison, and others that the Undead Sentinels decide to thoroughly set up roadblocks and eliminate surrounding threats.
Establish an internal defensive line for Undercity, linking it to Deathstroke and Brill... as well as the frontline command post in Silverwood, even creating secret passages for mutual support, and protecting Undercity from the crypt tunnels...
With enhanced security in the Forsaken heartland, and once the rear is stabilized, the cleared Scourge sites will be transformed into Forsaken farms, lumber mills, mines, and blacksmith shops...
This truly strengthens the Forsaken Realms...
Forming reliable combat capabilities...
The Queen approved of this suggestion. In her eyes, the Desolate Council, with its clamor for democracy and self-awareness that was of no benefit to the collective and to her cause of revenge, was utterly incomparable to the warriors loyal to Her Majesty.
This suggestion and strategy were certainly not something Lorraine could have proposed; it was devised for him by his teacher...
Wisdom from the ancient East...
Besides Lady Aegwynn and the members of the Magic Quarter supporting Lorraine, the commanders of the Gravedigger faction in Undercity and some high-ranking members of the Hand of Vengeance and the Hand of Death also praised the Plaguebringer Lorraine highly.
This is something Lorraine is unaware of...
He assumed the garrison on Wolf Island represented Undercity's stance; he hadn't realized that the elite guards of Varimathras were actually watching Wolf Island closely... the gravediggers were merely his subordinates assisting him.
Compared to Lorraine's despair, the murloc tribes on the shores of Lake Lordamere were innocent victims, utterly unlucky...
Teammates sacrificed to the heavens, boundless magical power...