ebookland Chapter 479 Mirror Image
Chapter 479 Mirror Image
What makes boss-level skills so formidable is their wide range of abilities, immense power, and the capacity to combine and unleash powerful attacks...
A novice like Lorraine can't even execute a simple combo of Frostbolt, Frost Ring, and then a follow-up Ice Lance and Windfury. He can't aim correctly, or judge the distance and timing. He can't achieve a seamless transition. Archmage Romans, on the other hand, while piloting his mount in the air, can simultaneously observe and hear everything around him, quickly formulate a plan, and take action. That's the difference between a strong player and a novice.
First, they feigned an escape to distract the enemy and lower their guard.
Using a prop, he glides through the air, becoming invisible...
Simultaneously operate three clones.
This is the arcane archmage's signature technique and tactics.
Three mirror clones: one keeps the dragon eagle flying into the distance, guiding the short-distance teleportation runes on the magic orb within a certain distance and time, ensuring the recapture of Lorraine.
A clone manipulates void gravity magic, causing Kel'Thuzad's soul chains to bind itself, creating a temporary restraint.
As Kel'Thuzad reacted, the clone controlling the opponent's soul chains exploded, and Romans's true form suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat...
The most important clone quickly approached Lorraine, reaching out to rescue the Plaguebringer from the floating Great Tomb platform... but, unexpectedly, Lorraine refused to cooperate because it was so sudden...
The moment Romans uttered his angry curse, he was enveloped by more than fifty skills...
Corruption, Affliction, Power Word: Pain, Scorch, Curse of Weakness, Shadow Curse, Curse of Tongues, Frost Plague, Blood Infestation, Death's Touch, Frost Breath, Pierce, Death Coil, Silence, Grasp of the Dead, Shadow Bolt, Rain of Fire...
Lorraine reacted quickly, and it was also his instinct, to grab Frostwhisper's leg.
They dodged the concentrated magical attack...
The sudden appearance of Romans made him a target. He was subjected to a concentrated barrage of attacks from countless necromancers and death knights on the platform. His entire body was immediately enveloped in multicolored energy orbs, and shortly afterward, accompanied by the physical defenses of the suspended tomb blasting through him from four directions, the sound of chains turning on a stone disc ended, and Romans was shattered into pieces...
Lorraine was startled...
He appears to have killed a powerful figure who was trying to save him.
The seemingly insignificant floating fortress forces all followed the great lich Kel'Thuzad down to Atonement Isle. In reality, the countless so-called grunts in N'Qiraj, a war fortress, were far stronger than those in Lorraine.
The magical power of even one of these acolytes is probably beyond the capabilities of ordinary mages or human warriors...
After all, they were all elites chosen by Kel'Thuzad, completely different from the soulless zombies or skeletons wandering the Plaguelands.
It's no wonder Lorraine was caught off guard. He instinctively dodged, feeling that if he grabbed Romans' outstretched hand, he would be torn to shreds... The sudden accident happened in the blink of an eye, after Romans' body exploded.
Lorraine suddenly sensed the lich Rais & Frostwhisper looking down at him. The lich, adorned with a purple crown, had an unreadable expression, but his empty, icy eyes seemed to hold a hint of appreciation.
Lorraine gave an awkward, sheepish smile...
It's uglier than crying.
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In the distance, Terra noticed that her teacher's clones were exploding one after another; at least two clones had been destroyed, and the third was likely the original body. The magic orb on the dragon eagle's back was vibrating violently, seemingly extending beyond a certain distance.
A minute isn't long...
Life usually ends in an instant, leaving no time for reflection or sorrow.
Terra, who had been suppressed by the purple magic gravity ball, suddenly felt the pressure on her body ease. Her expression changed drastically; her teacher's magic had failed, which was not a good sign. She anxiously steadied herself on the dragon eagle and searched around for her teacher.
Kel'Thuzad on the island had already realized what was happening and was angrily searching for the cunning blood elf archmage.
Seconds after the failed rescue of Lorraine, Kel'Thuzad felt a series of spatial magical fluctuations above his head. He seemed to see a humanoid creature, faintly shrouded in light magic, rapidly passing overhead.
"Node teleportation, an aerial performance without any physical props? Without the support of a magic array... how is that possible?"
The great lich was also a great mage with extensive knowledge. It sensed the spatial magic fluctuations above its head... The one that Romans was just killed by its subordinates was probably just a clone.
Romans's true form remained hidden, controlling his clones... while simultaneously maintaining his short-range teleportation rune artifact... The plan was perfect, almost a success. Unfortunately, Lorraine didn't seem to appreciate it.
My reluctance to go with Romans stemmed from instinct...
After the fragments of Romans's avatar exploded, Lorraine heard a faint, ancient high elf whisper nearby:
"You don't want to come with me, that's alright, Lorraine! The Sunreaver's Temple has helped you three times; we'll return the favor, thank you for your gift! The Blood Elves remember your help to Terra, and Silvermoon City is an ally of the Forsaken. I await your arrival in Silvermoon City... We have a common enemy, Queen Sylvanas will not die... Revenge is just around the corner... You will come; I have what you need, and you have value to us, Necromancer, Lorraine..."
Romans's clone fragment was a megaphone. Lorraine subconsciously looked around, as if only she could understand the encrypted message.
Romans failed to rescue Lorraine, but he did not die.
He lost three mirror images, but activated invisibility and levitation spells in mid-air, along with teleportation and using the space between two magic orbs as a target to achieve short-distance teleportation of living beings and objects...
Soon, Terra sensed her teacher Romans' presence. He suddenly materialized from the magic orb and slumped onto the dragon eagle's back. Terra quickly supported him, asking, "Teacher? Are you alright!"
“That ugly Forsaken you mentioned isn’t giving me any face… If he refuses to come, then there’s nothing I can do, cough cough cough…” Romans stared ahead. “We need to leave quickly, this is no safe place. To Undercity! I need to see the ambassador… Use the teleportation orb to go straight back to Silvermoon City.”
Terra looked behind her with concern.
Lorraine, along with her teammates from Redemption Isle, can only hope for the best while watching from the stands of Scourge Fortress...
“Teacher, let’s go back and heal our injuries first. I need to call in more help from Dalaran. There must be news of Quel’Serrar in that dungeon... My mission isn’t over yet. Let’s explore this place first, then go to Blackrock Mountain.”
"No need. I've already received word that to reforge the Holy Sword, we need to go to Dire Maul in Feralas! The Blackrock Mountain affair involves the Black Dragon and the Twilight's Shadow, which isn't part of our objective. We'll leave that to the Horde ambassador. That's why I'm going to see the ambassador... You prepare yourself for Dire Maul..."
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