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"You absolutely cannot leave the starting village. Just because you can cut a cucumber doesn't mean you're a master chef!"

Luo Lin gave a stern warning to his excited disciples!

The apprentice had no interest in cucumbers or the chef.

He was only fascinated by the mysteries of magic...

The Frost Arrow doesn't seem to be powerful enough to kill mindless zombies directly, but it can slow them down.

The difficult question about magic left Rowling speechless…

Lorraine's world has familiar places, but also different things.

Everywhere is unknown, familiar yet strange, requiring the master and apprentice to explore and adapt anew.

It was this initial sense of novelty that made Rowling willing to become a teacher and rediscover this magical world alongside his students.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Roland was actually a magic apprentice...

Lorraine encountered a real magical problem, and even she was completely baffled.

In Azeroth, becoming a true archmage requires not only talent and physical constitution, but also paying for training! To truly become an undead archmage...

"The teacher needs to learn first..."

Fortunately, the Forsaken mage trainer is dedicated and responsible, ensuring everyone learns the skills.

After receiving 1 silver and 40 copper coins and verifying the successful completion of the learning, Lorraine was given a magic apprentice badge.

There is a classic undead skull mark on it.

Lorraine had heard his teacher mention a magical badge that could protect him, and he felt that this badge somewhat matched his teacher's description.

"Tribal emblem?"

The Forsaken recruit trainer shook his head:

"Only sergeants and above can exchange for a Horde insignia at the quartermaster in the Hall of Honor. That badge is made of gold. This is the Forsaken Mage Apprentice Insignia. This insignia is a black skull, taken from the skull of a hellish imp..."

According to the mage trainer

With this skull emblem,

Lorraine, the necromancer, will automatically qualify to participate in necromancy research and join the Necronomicon.

The necromancer must contribute to achieving immortality for the Forsaken…

The emblem is a magical profession certification issued by the 'Undead Research Society'.

The forgotten ones were all skinny people, most of them barely clothed.

Unlike ordinary undead, the Forsaken are characterized by an inextinguishable flame of life burning in their eyes.

... ...

Before the master and apprentice could digest the magical knowledge they had learned, all the new recruits gathered in the Deathstroke Town square at the sound of their trainers' horns.

......

Countless pairs of eerie, terrifying bone spirit fire eyes flickered across the plaza, like demons rising from the depths of hell. Their icy gazes swept over everything around them, sending chills down one's spine.

A group of crippled warriors who had no magical talent in life, yet whose blood and resentment remained undiminished, were clearly melee fighters without any introduction.

They are the main force of the undead soldiers.

There was also a group of agile, masked men hiding under black robes; they seemed to be promising scouts and spies.

There are not many remaining magic-based classes, including Shadow Priest, Demon Warlock, and Necromancer Apprentice.

......

"New recruits, our new homeland is under attack. No amount of instruction can compare to a battle. Go and prove your worth; the Queen is with you."

Shadow Priest Xavius ​​had somehow already stood on the pool platform.

Surrounded by tangible black smoke, it was completely immersed in shadow.

"Work in groups of three, following the guards or the town's veterans. Eliminate any enemies you see!"

With a wave of his hand, all the new recruits rushed out of the town!

......

From afar, Lorraine saw the Shadow Priest Savis approaching Allen, the garrison commander in charge of the defense of Deathstroke.

He was an undead warrior with a relatively intact physique and some muscularity.

He wore leather armor with Sylvanas's emblem embroidered on his chest and carried an oak round shield on his back.

The sharp sword at his waist gleamed coldly.

Aside from his slightly hunched posture, he was a seasoned warrior with a rooster-like head.

The hairstyle is so cool…

"Commander, I've brought you a group of helpers. Train them well. Don't worry about losses; we have plenty of new recruits!"

......

As the heartland of the undead, this place is far from the strongholds of other hostile forces.

But the Forsaken are everywhere, and the nearby human survivors are naturally hostile to the undead. The Scarlet Crusade's vanguard is stationed nearby, and the Scourge has a large number of minions roaming the area.

Not to mention other races roaming the wild and various powerful monsters.

After the Scourge ravaged the Kingdom of Lordaeron, everyone lived in fear.

There is virtually no absolutely safe place in World of Warcraft.

The territory of the undead is the front line of war...

Near the Plaguelands, the Scourge is still locked in a standoff with the Argent Dawn.

The Horde and the Alliance are vying for territory on the continents of the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor.

Countless races constantly face life-or-death crises.

Deathstroke, the birthplace of the Forsaken, is not frequently attacked...

......

With the bustling mass of new recruits

Lorraine excitedly followed the guards and ran out of the town.

The town guards, with knives in their left hands and shields in their right, charged forward.

Luo Lin estimated that this should be an elite guard of around level 30.

The formidable strength and vigorous vitality confirmed his conjecture.

The enemy consists of a group of ghouls and Scourge mages.

Mixed in with some low-level skeletons.

Lorraine watched as the elite guards killed ghouls one by one with a single strike, parrying and dodging as they slaughtered them.

The novice warriors and thieves who were helping out could only assist.

Finish off enemies randomly...

Several novice warriors, whose skill level was estimated to be similar to Lorraine's, had an arm suddenly chopped off by ghouls.

The novice thief was smashed into a pile by a gigantic stitched monster.

"Wow, abominations! These monsters are at least level 30 elites. Quick, get behind us!"

In his mind, Lorin urged Lorin to be quick-witted. The enemy on the other side was not easy to deal with. Even if he, a magic apprentice, learned low-level spells, he would not be able to withstand a single blow from the enemy's Scourge soldiers.

Not far from Lorraine was a shadow priest apprentice, who happened to be an acquaintance who had sat with him in class before.

The female undead chanted runes that Lorraine couldn't understand, and a black energy arrow condensed in her hands and shot out.

The black flames had no heat, yet they could burn away the flesh and blood of ghouls.

Seeing that his companion's attack was effective, Lorraine excitedly conjured an Frostbolt.

He felt a chilling power gather in his palms. After solidifying into a ball, he imagined a sharp sword shooting out from his hand.

The level 1 Frostbolt 'whooshed' and struck the charging skeleton soldier.

The skeleton soldiers, who were originally accelerating their charge, seemed to be stuck, their bodies becoming heavy and their movements slow.

The elite guard casually swung his sword, and the two skeletons fell to the ground.

"Rookie, report to Commander Allen. We need backup. The enemy has deployed gargoyles and abominations. Calling in the Ranger Guard."

Upon hearing this, Lorraine turned and ran.

He was very obedient, both in life and now.

Head straight to the center of Deathstroke Town and find Garrison Commander Allen.

"Sir? Someone sent me with a message saying that the Calamity has unleashed gargoyles and abominations to attack Deathstroke Town..."

Lorraine didn't know how to address this undead garrison commander.

He didn't know the name of the guard from earlier.

It simply involves quickly repeating the message in the language of the dead.

......

Garrison Commander Allen burst into laughter:

"Sir? I haven't heard that title in years. Rookie, your information is very timely, but don't worry. Our messengers have already set off. Reinforcements will arrive soon. In recognition of your excellent performance, here is another letter. Please deliver it to the spies at Scarlet Monastery."

Another letter was handed over casually, this time the envelope was sealed very well.

The teacher was already yelling, "What? Scarlet Monastery! That's an elite dungeon for levels 25-40. One of the Scarlet Crusade's strongholds. Sending a newbie who's not even level 5 to deliver a message? They're asking for it! Don't go! Don't listen to this guy..."

"If you deliver the letter safely, I'll reward you with a gold coin. Also, you can find some camouflage at the nearby Crusader outpost. Their supply lines are there..."

Before the teacher could finish scolding him, the garrison commander offered a reward of one gold coin, which left Lorraine stunned.

"Not a single gold coin... Not a single gold coin! At least not now. You have no idea how formidable the Scarlet Crusade is. High Inquisitor Matt Wynn and his sycophantic commander, Mograine the Younger, are level 40 elite bosses. A nobody like you can't even get through the gates of Scarlet Monastery..."

"I understand, teacher. I won't be going for now."

Lorraine wasn't stupid either; he had heard of the Scarlet Crusade.

The most famous organization among humankind in its resistance against the Scourge is the Scarlet Crusade.

The Knights of the Silver Hand, who once believed in the Holy Light, suffered heavy casualties in the battle against the Scourge.

After the death of Uther, the first human paladin and commander of Lordaeron, the remaining survivors persisted in resisting the invasion of the undead and defending the territory of the healthmen.

They formed the Scarlet Crusade to avenge the living, aiming to purify the land corrupted by the undead and wipe out all the undead.

The Scarlet Crusade are the natural enemies of the Forsaken.

They were also their comrades-in-arms and relatives during their lifetimes...

......

Back then, in the heart of Stormwind, in Westfall, Alliance territory.

The dead are not common, but they do exist.

The Scarlet Crusade will kill any who may be infected, and their madness gradually creates a rift between them and the Alliance.

Ordinary humans gradually grew afraid of these fanatical believers in the Holy Light.

.....

Of course, all of this is related to the Dreadlord hiding behind the scenes.

This is the reason behind it that only players know.

The magic apprentice Lorraine had only heard of the Scarlet Crusade's brutality.

"One gold coin should be enough to buy the Wisdom spell, right..."

It's a bit of a shame that the magic apprentice is...