I have one more World of Warcraft Necromancer than you

Magic is the spell of demons. The legends, codes, and prophecies of the night elves repeatedly warn their people not to be misled by power. The experience and lessons of ten thousand years ago prove that magic is the enemy of the elves.

The high elves insisted that arcane magic was a gift from the soul of the world, and that the Well of Eternity was the source and destination of magical power.

Everything in the world was changed by magic, and that is why elves are noble!

Humans inherited and developed this view, to the point that all power is merely a tool, and if a better tool is available, it doesn't matter what it is or where it comes from.

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The moon goddess Elune teaches her followers that the natural rhythms and magical powers of life itself are considered an equal gift from the spirits of nature and from mortals and beasts.

This is a primal power born from pure and sacred light, reflecting reality from the spiritual realm, unlike elemental beings.

When physical entities possess souls, all things communicate with their hearts, and all people are children of nature.

Not limited to humanoid creatures...

The Temple of Life is inherently loving and respectful of all species.

True purity is not merely outward appearance; it is about connecting with all things, extending empathy to others, treating them equally, without distinction...

Elune blesses you, granting you a pure, kind, just, and loving heart.

Sandy and Feathermoon were intimately familiar with the doctrines of the Moon Goddess's rituals; she could recite an entire set of prayers from memory, simply to demonstrate her respect and devotion to the power of the Moon Goddess.

As for whether there was even a hint of pity for life?

Who cares?

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When the Moon Goddess's prayer ended, the power of the lunar eclipse receded into her body. The life energy that had been killed did not dissipate; instead, it allowed her to temporarily transform into the Little Moonlit War God.

The slender girl was entangled by the power of the moon goddess and life energy, which were not gifts, but spoils of deprivation and purification.

When the invincible shield was absorbed by the vicious hound, the exposed Moon Priestess flew into a rage.

The two moon blades didn't need to be picked up; they simply began to spin rapidly like moon rings. As the moon blades danced, the massive hellhound was instantly frozen in place.

The mountain of demonic mana hounds was arrogant for only a few seconds before it devoured a Moon Goddess Shield, barely satiating itself. Elune's representative thus expressed the Life Faction's extreme hatred for demonic creatures.

Hellhounds are born of magic; only when infused with magic can they unleash their ferocity.

Little did anyone know, General Sandys didn't give the demon hound a chance to display its power at all; its disgusting two large sucker tentacles were severed into countless segments as the moon blade danced around it.

If she could, Sandy wanted to cut every inch of this guy's body off; the Moonblade seemed to have an exorcising effect.

The demon's blood is a strange, viscous, green liquid that hisses and smokes when it drips onto steel plates.

It's not actually necessary...

The monstrous demon beast that had shocked Lorraine was weaker than expected, or rather, it had already fulfilled its purpose. It was sliced ​​into pieces by the Little Moonlit War God, and chunks of its demonic hound flesh fell before everyone's eyes.

Sandys killed her instantly because she interrupted her ultimate move.

At this moment, the goddess was furious!

"You're protecting the murderer! You've defiled the sacred relic and even unleashed your dogs to attack me!"

An older woman's wrath is not something an ordinary person can withstand...

The old shaman of the tribe had almost finished crafting his Seven Wolves Lightning Chain, but when he heard the Night Elf woman's angry curses, he felt a little embarrassed to continue casting lightning on her.

With the help of the Six Magic Pack, the enormous lightning ball had locked onto its target, but at the last moment, it slowly dissipated.

This move, executed with perfect control, demonstrates the old shaman's skill and sincerity.

He did not forget his mission; he was not there to fight, much less to kill, although tribal shamans never feared battle or death.

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They're right, the Six Demon Bag is corrupted, and it's still on Lorraine. The destruction caused by Magneton was undeniable; the evil aura is unprecedented...

Clearly, this necromancer who destroyed the underground city's private property should be arrested, or at least given an explanation for why he did it.

Moreover, this is in a so-called neutral zone...

The tribe never shows favoritism to anyone; they even dare to defy the Great Chieftain, as long as you grandly claim it's not honorable...

Tauren, in particular, are the most reasonable...

The old shaman was clearly a shameful orc.

He pressed the pause button, and when the goddess withdrew her mercy, his earth-shattering thunder also ceased.

Lorraine was surprised to find that the old orc had actually pulled the thread, severing his connection with the six demon packs, and even seemed somewhat anxious and fearful, afraid of being tainted by demonic power...

The Earthen Ring seems to be moving beyond ordinary orcs and independent of Horde honor... They may be imitating the Cenarion Circle of druids above the night elves.

Everyone was pleased with this outcome, except for the poor Cerberus, for whom no one spoke up... It was imprisoned in the Oración Seis, summoned from who-knows-where.

With great difficulty, he successfully manifested in the world by using the plague seed on Lorraine's body.

Upon arrival, I saw a powerful tonic; indeed, the power of the moon goddess is also a form of magic.

Surprisingly, the Night Elves claim they don't use magical powers, but the Demon Hound proves that all powers are inherently magical.

Only magic can defeat magic, and only a demon hound can devour the power that originally belonged to the demon.

Everything is self-evident...

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The crowd's attention quickly shifted from the green slime formed from the demon hound's corpse on the ground to Lorraine, who was surrounded by the shamans.

The shamans who were originally protecting Lorraine seem to have become the ones who run the magic circles that imprisoned them.

Lorraine stared blankly at the power bank clutching his chest, utterly bewildered. Why was he being targeted again?!

Everyone sees me as an enemy? Are you kidding me?!

Fortunately, amidst the hostility of the crowd, only the instigator, Red Mist Old Ox, spoke up for Lorraine.

"The Oramagic Bag has been corrupted, and this necromancer is also a victim. He is a warrior of the Horde, investigating the whereabouts of the Oramagic Bag for the Queen. This is a task given to Lady Barbaras by Her Majesty the Forsaken Queen, isn't it, warrior?"

"Huh? Is...is that so? Oh, I guess so..."

Lorraine had never understood the Druid's actions; he always felt that every word the little devil uttered was a trap. His current predicament was entirely due to the little devil's ideas.

"Hmph... Crimson Mist Venerable, I've noticed you seem to have forgotten your place. The tribe is attacking me; this is a provocation! Sisters, prepare to fight!"

Sandys killed the demon hound as easily as killing a chicken, but her rage did not subside.

Old Niu's explanation is utterly absurd.

Even the old shaman felt embarrassed. The Night Elf General naturally wouldn't let them off the hook. With a command, the Night Elf troops surrounded them, the archers drew their bows, and the Night Hunters raised their round shields and moonblades.

Even the few druids who followed the old bull, Red Mist Venerable, stood beside their people at this moment.

The situation has become delicate again.

The Horde and the Alliance, who were originally just renting a venture capital firm's black market as a temporary camp, are now about to fight on someone else's territory.

The orcs, of course, would not show weakness...

The black panther's growl corresponds to the wolf's howl and the dog's bark...