ebookland Chapter 188 Iceberg Beauty
Chapter 188 Iceberg Beauty
No one cared that Lorraine was distracted; she was just a lowly undead spy, and nobody paid her any attention.
Everyone will soon regret ignoring the Plaguebringer's antics in the sewers... The mages are full of confidence; their Sky City is comparable to an Outland Void Fortress.
Dalaran is like a starship... The Draenei's technical advisors boasted that Dalaran would never sink!
The Violet Eye constantly monitors Dalaran's magical shield, replenishing its energy as needed...
Several Kirin Tor Speakers were present. At first, everyone calmly gazed at the stars... but overhead, things were bustling with activity, with sparks flying everywhere. Gradually, the entire city began to tremble.
Soon, the onlookers who were visiting or seeking refuge in Dalaran sensed something was wrong, and they panicked as they were placed under house arrest by the guards.
Protesters stormed the encirclement formed by the Dalaran Guard!
Beset by internal and external troubles!
Things are not going well...
While monitoring the defenses of Dalaran, Khadgar urgently contacted the city lord. Things weren't going as perfectly as initially planned. Escaping the conflict between the Alliance and the Horde, and even from the mortal realm, was no easy task.
"Morios! You, along with Qisi & Aofeng, Wendell & Spark, guard the south..."
"Master Ovalis, go to the center of the castle and close all the portals immediately. Increase the energy supply and start charging the teleportation array. If Rhonin and Lord Krasus can return in time, we will activate the warp teleportation immediately!"
"Warden Alturas, Archmage Mythril, Landarok, you all increase the alert... Don't let the prisoners escape... We can't afford any trouble now! Everyone else, Archmage and above, assemble at the Mage Tower immediately! Grezra, Thomas, Edorin, Betty & Hailstorm, Dalsarie & Blackfire... each take a few mages up the tower... Prepare for battle!"
Khadgar was distributing quests... Mordra and the Sunreaver Council Leaders had no objections, but Ansrem hesitated, unable to get a word in edgewise. His seniors weren't speaking, and he wanted to say something but swallowed it back... He felt incredibly awkward...
Before long... he was teleported directly to the top of the Mage's Tower of Souls and began commanding the ordinary mages of Dalaran in battle...
The people don't actually need him to give orders...
The Mage Tower primarily targets projectiles accidentally fired from Horde goblin zeppelins and Alliance gunships. The Mage Soul Annihilation Tower attacks by unleashing an energy wave similar to an arcane shockwave...
These energy projectiles are far more powerful than the cannonballs on an airship, but they can only be fired single shots...
The goblin airships and dwarven gunboats each carried dozens of cannons, and each had a powerful, unfired weapon at its bow—those weapons also needed charging... Right now, it seemed more like a warning from both sides; the indiscriminate firing was mainly to create a show of force by hitting the surrounding area...
Attacks that were about to hit vital areas were blocked by the ship's mages and archers...
The Queen of Undercity narrowed her captivating eyes, raised her hand, and fired a shadow magic arrow, blasting away the oncoming missile... After the explosion, there was smoke but no damage.
The Queen turned to her subordinates and asked the commander of the "Hand of Vengeance," who had met Lorraine several times before...
"You're saying the Plaguebringer has successfully entered Dalaran?"
The Forsaken Royal Warrior nodded. "Your Majesty, the Plaguebringer and his subordinates agreed that if there was no signal response within eight hours, reinforcements would be needed. It's been almost ten hours now. Our original plan was to force our way through the purple magical shield and storm Dalaran, but unexpectedly, it took flight... so we have no choice but to consult you..."
Sylvanas listened to the commander's report without expression, not even blinking. She calmly observed the situation amidst the firelight and smoke, waiting for the enemy's movements.
The Queen of the Siren's form is almost identical to that of her in life.
Slim waist, perky buttocks, long neck...
His arms and thighs, however, have clearly defined muscle lines, which is the physique of the Elf Ranger.
Unfortunately, the banshee twisted after the elf's death doesn't actually have a physical body... it's a body deliberately created by the Dark Queen Sylvanas... She still dresses as an elven archer, but in reality, she uses shadow magic and magical arrows as weapons, her decay magic and necromancy originating from the same lineage...
His face was pale, but it was actually because his body was ice cold...
What sustains the Queen's life is a burning resentment, born from the power of the former High Elf Ranger-General. Twisted by the curse of Frostmourne, it unleashes a terrifying thirst for revenge.
In a sense, the Dark Queen Sylvanas is actually a physical vengeful spirit formed from the demonic soul of a high elf.
Ordinary humans either become ghosts, vengeful spirits, or even lower-level ghosts, skeletons, or zombies...
High elves have long lifespans, are born with demonic bodies, and possess stronger mental and willpower... therefore, most of the elven women killed by the Lich King's army were transformed into banshees...
The Queen's true trump card is her banshee guards... These banshees themselves aren't particularly strong offensively, and are even quite fragile, but they can forcibly possess the bodies of other creatures...
Some of the Forsaken are genuinely loyal to the Queen and follow her in seeking revenge. Many others are controlled by the Banshee Queen to ensure the absolute loyalty of her guards.
This is also why Lorraine saw that the eyes of the Royal Terror Guardians in Undercity were different from her own blue Will-o'-the-Wisp Eyes.
Often, the Dark Queen of the Forsaken is devoid of human emotions... all she sees is revenge, power, and means.
Lorraine had only been in her sight for a few days, and it seemed that this little necromancer was hiding something interesting.
Recently, her deputy, the dreadlord Varimathras, finally realized, albeit belatedly, that both the Grand Apothecary Prester and Ms. Elwin, the president of the Undead Research Society, had mentioned a seemingly insignificant little fellow...
A new recruit who saved the gravedigger of Fenice Island, and slew the young mage who took Arugal's head...
The Dreadlord received a report from the Shadow Priest that a necromancer had been found among the newly transported corpses to Deathstroke...
The Dreadlord immediately confirmed with Scholomance that they hadn't sent any apprentices to Undercity, making this newly appointed Plaguebringer highly suspicious. Lorraine was unaware that he was about to become a celebrity... nor did he realize whether being noticed by the Dreadlord was a good thing or a bad thing.
From the moment he conquered Ambermill, the name of the Plaguebringer became known throughout Undercity...
He was completely unaware of all this at the moment. Looking at the crystal ball, he could only sigh that the Queen was indeed very beautiful... This kind of ice queen was incredibly sexy, and her aloof and ruthless demeanor aroused a desire to conquer her... No wonder the teacher liked her so much.
This is how Lorraine felt when she first glimpsed the Queen she had been longing for.
His teacher lamented, "Where should this poor, resentful elf go with a group of disabled but determined awakened spirits?"
It seems this battle has run into trouble again?
"The Horde always loses in battlegrounds, damn it? Is it because they're brainless, or just blindly charging in? Do they lack strategy? Are the Horde members all beasts? Do they just charge blindly? Queen, is it really true that they're all useless? Sigh..."
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"No, teacher. We're not useless. I don't think the alliance got anywhere either! Let me give them a boost! Let's go..."
With that, Lorraine lit the elemental explosive charge... and turned to run towards the sewer drain opening...
No one outside the arena noticed that this traitor had planted a large number of super C4s!
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