I have one more World of Warcraft Necromancer than you

"Wait, there's more!"

Tagore excitedly found a set of armor in the ashes.

Phantom Armor: Stylish and sturdy.

Mail armor increases Spirit, Strength, and Stamina attributes...

This looks like a paladin's breastplate!

Big Tooth took a look and exclaimed, "I can wear mail armor too! I've heard old hunters in Orgrimmar say that top-tier hunters all have a cool set of mail armor..."

The undead warrior Tagore stared at the troll hunter with suspicion:

"Really? I seem to remember you all wearing animal hides... Aren't you experts at training wild beasts as pets? You don't need to charge into battle..."

Big Tooth pulled out his spiked club. "Look, I can be a melee hunter too."

"When the enemy gets close, I'll give him a whack. Then I'll create distance, set traps, and shoot... Big Tooth is a marksman, and a warrior."

Tagore looked at the large club and compared it to the short sword in his hand...

The difference in quality is immediately apparent.

The desire for the Ghost Blade intensifies...

He shook his head. "Alright, looks like it'll be you and me rolling! Whoever gets the higher score, one round decides the winner! Queen, bless me..."

......

Two true warriors... their eyes glued to the spinning dice on the ground... Big Tooth throws first...

Everyone else crowded closer to examine the dice on the ground...

Lorraine and his apprentice watched with great interest as the two competed in a battle of luck.

It's great that the teacher has regained half of her vision!

At least half of the world can be seen...

......

"5 points!"

"Haha, you only have five points, now it's my turn!"

Tagore was so happy that he burst into laughter.

"2 o'clock..."

Tagore was extremely frustrated; hunters could equip two-handed swords, two-handed axes, polearms, and staffs or similar club-like objects...

He could do it too... although it seems like warriors look cooler wielding two-handed greatswords...

He roared in defiance:

"Win two out of three!"

"Come on, you just said it was a one-round match to decide the winner...and so many people can testify to that!"

"Big Tooth, can you let your brother have his way? He loves collecting weapons and armor. How about you pick out some treasures later..."

The necromancer Lilith pleaded with the troll hunter on behalf of her brother...

The troll hunter thought about it and realized that the huge two-handed sword did indeed affect his archery skills, as the attack speed with a two-handed sword was very slow.

It will severely impact the hunter's movement speed, which can be fatal...

He pointed at the Phantom Armor, "Then let's be friends. You can have this sword. I want this chainmail...is that alright?"

Tagore looked at the Phantom Armor with resentment.

He wanted both of these high-quality pieces of equipment; just thinking about how cool Death's Oath looked... as the vice-president of the [Deathspeaker] guild...

His sister asked for help on his behalf, and he blushed a little... Of course, you couldn't see a ghost blushing like that; he could only smile and pat Big Tooth on the shoulder:

"No problem, my good brother, from today onwards we're brothers... This sword is our token of love!"

"Brother, do you...do you even know what a token of love is? You're spouting nonsense about a sword. What if you find someone better later? Are you going to get married?!"

Lilith thinks her brother has lost his mind...

A sword made him so incoherent...

Shrek and Lorraine, however, let out the laughter unique to the dead...

.......

"Hey! You bunch of trespassersby are way too arrogant!"

Just as the group finished distributing their spoils, an angry voice came from above the study door. The five-person team immediately fell silent and looked up.

Archmage Arugal!

This guy was wearing a black patterned mage robe and a distinctive hat.

A peculiar mask covered half of her face, revealing a playful yet slightly cunning look in her eyes. She held a rather ornate staff in her hand.

Standing on high ground, looking down at the members of the five-person team.

Just as Arugal was about to speak further, the hunter Fang raised an arrow and fired...

An arrow pierced one of his eyes...

"You despicable scoundrel, close the door and unleash the wolf!"

Arugal covered one eye, roared, and then vanished from above...

Without saying a word, the five-person team smashed open the study door and began the chase up the steps.

We absolutely cannot let that old bastard get away. Our target is the Shadowfang Keep boss, the culprit behind the Worgen Curse, the arrogant and conceited Archmage Arugal...

He spoke the language of the dead because he had close ties with the necromancer Thule.

Both believed they would become famous throughout Azeroth...

Unfortunately, one soul has already been imprisoned in Lorraine's right eye...

......

Arugal also has a secret room on the observatory at the very top of the castle.

The undead sentinel Adamant had already informed Lorraine of this. The five-man squad pressed forward relentlessly, and more Sons of Arugal appeared along the way.

This time, the five-person team worked closely together, eliminating enemies one by one as they advanced.

Although not as efficient at killing enemies as the skeleton beasts of Lorraine, the whole process was thrilling but ultimately safe...

Strangely, just as everyone was preparing for battle and about to corner Aruga on the observatory...

They discovered that Aruga was gazing into the distance from the opposite terrace.

The crimson moon shone down, bathing Aruga in a blood-red light...

He murmured in ecstasy, "Great wolf god, your servant offers you a fresh sacrifice... Please forgive me for wounding your offspring... Please grant me more strength, I offer you my heart!"

As if the crimson moon had heard the prayer, a streak of blood-red light descended below the observatory...

Another enormous black shadow fell heavily, as if it had suddenly appeared out of nowhere from the shadows, or as if it were a demon god descending from the sky.

Giant Wolf Fenrus!

Blood Moon Messenger, one of the incarnations of slaughter.

The she-wolf Fenrir the Wordkeeper has been reverted to her original form by Lorraine, and the curse has been inexplicably lifted, turning her back into a shadow elf.

It was a poison given by the great apothecary, and its effects are extremely potent.

Anti-magic potion...

Even the power of God can be taken away.

Of course, this so-called wolf god is actually a demigod... The offspring of Goldrin, one of the gods of the wilderness, were the druid priests who were infected by the wolf god's curse...

This male wolf was one of them.

Fenrus the Devourer, equally enormous...

......

"Damn, this thing is pretty powerful!"

Lorraine quickly reminded everyone that the mountain-sized demon wolf had already leaped up...

Everyone scattered and dodged, but Tagore did not retreat but advanced... The soldiers charged.

......

Unfortunately, even with his shield up, the undead warrior was still taken down in a single blow...

He was knocked unconscious...

Seeing that Tagore was about to be crushed by the giant wolf, Lorraine took the initiative and struck the troll's wolf eye with an ice spear.

He had experience dealing with enormous wolf-like monsters...

"The eyes are a weakness..."

"I know this well!"

The troll hunter nodded, his precise shots specifically targeting the eyes.

Working in Lorraine's favor, the giant wolf was repeatedly struck in vital areas, causing it to howl wildly...

.......

"Get out of the way!"

Lorraine shouted, "Get away from the giant wolf!"

The giant wolf's howl carries a mental attack, causing fear and dizziness...

Taking advantage of Tagore's conscious spirit, he charged at Aruga on the other side of the platform... thrusting his sword into Aruga's throat...

If the giant wolf is difficult to deal with, then deal with the person who summoned it.

Below the observatory, Lorraine and the hunter worked together to draw the giant wolf's aggro.

At a crucial moment, the hunter's boar fearlessly charged at a creature ten times its size... shielding the hunter from several fatal blows...

Looks like you've been feeding them a lot of meat lately...

Big Tooth's wild boar pet faithfully saves its master.

Priestess Lilith and Warlock Shrek had already cast mental spells on Archmage Arugal...

Lilith has a spell called Mana Burn, a trump card she rarely uses...

This skill is particularly effective against mage-type enemies.

Shrek the Warlock is the main damage dealer, simultaneously casting Corruption and DoTs on two targets...

Although the Fear spell is ineffective against the giant wolf and Arugal, the warlock's magic seems to have no direct effect.

As time went on, Arugau found that his life force was being lost extremely rapidly.

He finally realized that if he didn't escape this place, today would be his death day...

'Impossible! I, Arugal, have also taken over Dalaran! I have become a revered Archmage! This world is mine. My army is invincible!'

He angrily unleashed a barrage of Shadow Bolts...

In a flash, he appeared in a blind spot of the observatory, preparing to escape.

"You idiot, your grandpa's waiting for you."

The undead warrior disappeared for a while, having anticipated Arugal's escape route.

This was also something Lorraine had asked him to prepare beforehand. Strangely enough, Lorraine seemed to know what Arugal would do...

He blocked Arugh, but his magic power was insufficient, so he raised his staff to block Tagore's greatsword.

Tagore parried, delivered a heroic blow, and leaped up, shouting, "Watch me chop off your dog's head!"

Enraged, he slays!

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