Chapter 60: Love and Family - Classification of the Undead
Are there categories for the undead?
Robbie has no particular idea about the undead in Azeroth.
If we insist on classifying them, they can be divided into undead natural disasters and forgotten people.
The Scourge of the Undead, led by the Lich King Arthas, consists of the resurrection of the dead infected by the plague, and the corrupted undead transformed by Arthas.
The Forsaken of Lordaeron, led by the Banshee King Sylvanas, are an undead race with self-awareness and intelligence, mainly resurrected from the high elves of Quel'Thalas.
The undead at Kaolin Crossing belong to the Scourge of Alsace, there is no doubt about it.
"The first category is the people of Lordaeron infected with the plague."
Vanessa’s beautiful eyes are full of wisdom:
"They became undead due to the plague of Kel'Thuzad. Most of them were able to retain their memories of their lives. Apart from moving a little slowly, never growing old, and children never growing up, there were no other abnormalities. The people in Darrow County
The undead belong to this category."
"wrong."
Robbie interjected at the right moment:
"It seems that she is still unable to have children and cannot reproduce offspring."
Vanessa gave Robbie a hard look,
Robbie feels very wronged. Did I say something wrong? This is a purely academic issue. Don't have any bias or unnecessary thoughts.
"The second type is the undead transformed by the Lich King and his subordinates."
Vanessa's expression became serious: "The Lich King Arthas is terrible. He does not need the help of the plague. He uses the powerful and pure power of death to resurrect the dead and retain the strong fighting power in life. The undead at Kaolin Crossing all belong to this category."
kind."
Robbie nodded convinced. The death knight was transformed and had nothing to do with the plague. For example, Comrade Deval Iron Fist, you don't have to worry about contracting the plague when you fight alongside him.
"The third type is Sylvanas's Forsaken."
Vanessa showed a playful smile:
"The Royal Apothecary in the Undercity is not as talented as Kel'Thuzad, and Sylvanas' understanding of the power of death is not as good as that of the Lich King Arthas. However, the Queen of Darkness is also a rare talent. She combines plague and death.
The powers were combined and used to create the Forgotten, but the flaw is that there are very few memories left during life."
It turns out that this is what the Forsaken means.
Looking at the dark sky at Kaolin intersection and the wandering gargoyles, Vanessa recounted the past in a heavy tone:
"It is said that the plague in Lordaeron was created by the Lich King Ner'zhul. He turned the dead villagers in Northrend into zombies and established an undead army. Later Kel'Thuzad obtained Ner'zhul
In order to gain eternal life, he willingly became a servant of Ner'zhul, established the Cult of the Damned, and brought the plague to Lordaeron."
The conversation changed and Vanessa said bitterly:
"It's a pity that this is a complete lie."
"Lie? Isn't that true?" Robbie looked surprised.
Vanessa smiled contemptuously and said firmly:
"As you understand, the plague is not magic or a curse, but a microorganism that we cannot see with the naked eye. It cannot be produced out of thin air and requires millions of years of evolution. What Ner'zhul spreads is only evil ability.
It's just a measure, he doesn't have the ability to create a plague."
Yes, according to scientific explanation, the plague is either naturally formed, or the product of careful cultivation in the laboratory. It is impossible for Ner'zhul to invent such a powerful biochemical weapon out of thin air.
"All lies are just to cover up the truth.
Vanessa sighed and wanted to say something, but finally stopped:
"Robbie, there are some truths that you need to dig out by yourself. I can only remind you so far. Take off your orc disguise and witness the miracle with me."
Vanessa also changed her outfit, which surprised Robbie.
This is a set of clothing for a high-ranking Lordaeron officer, with silver-white armor, sky-blue cloak, and a double-headed eagle emblem. It is particularly suitable to wear on Vanessa.
After adjusting her collar, Nisha held her head high and walked towards Kaolin intersection.
"Commander, be careful."
Robbie, who had removed his orc disguise, quickly followed behind.
This is the dangerous Kaolin intersection, where the elite legion of the Undead Scourge is stationed.
Heavy hatred swarmed in, countless banshees flew in screaming, and undead soldiers poured out from all directions, surrounding Vanessa and Robbie.
Seeing that a big war is coming.
With huge hatred beating on his chest, Clumsy Salute said:
"Captain Karl of the Royal Guards of Lordaeron, I salute you, sir."
The hoarse scream of the banshee echoed and could be vaguely heard:
"Nedori, the female servant of Lordaeron's palace, has met the commander."
The undead soldiers stood neatly and performed military salutes with great effort:
"All the guards at Kaolin intersection are inspected by the commander."
"They all remember it."
Robbie protected Vanessa and asked blankly.
"Of course, I have never forgotten it." Vanessa's eyes sparkled:
"They are what people call the undead scourge, and they are also the soldiers and civilians of Lordaeron."
"They are loyal farmers, brave soldiers, good husbands to their wives, filial children in the hearts of their parents, and the immortal defenders of Lordaeron."
"Although they have become like this, they have never forgotten their hometown."
"They have self-awareness and judgment. They remember the truth of the past, remember what happened before and after their lives, and sincerely support Prince Alsace."
"The Knights of the Silver Hand once stood on the opposite side of the people at some point. Some people chose to leave, and some fought for false honor, deception and lies."
"Old Mograine went crazy and lost himself. He used Ashbringer to kill countless people in Lordaeron, so Raynor pierced his father's chest with his sword."
"You see these poor people, Robbie, what are you not going to do for them?
No wonder, in the Eastern and Western Plague Lands, the only ones who sincerely resisted the natural disasters of the undead were the Scarlet Crusaders under the Dread Lord Balnazzar.
In a daze, Robbie's consciousness gradually blurred, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff.
Dark clouds covered the sky, making it dark and dark.
On one side are flames and lava, icebergs and flames, but this is the cruel reality.
On one side are green trees, clear streams, and cute deer running in the forest. Unfortunately, it is a lie.
What is the truth hidden behind this?
Robbie suddenly remembered a certain point of knowledge from his previous life.
More than a thousand years ago, the Black Death broke out in Europe, killing a large number of people. Those who survived were the lucky ones who had developed antibodies through natural selection.
During the subsequent conquest of the Americas by European colonists, a scattered team of more than 100 people was able to defeat an empire with a population of hundreds of thousands to pieces, and was on the verge of annihilation. During this period, the plague played a crucial role.
important role.
Just the collision of two continents will cause such tragedies. What will happen to Azeroth, Draenor, orc invasion, and the blending of civilizations on the two planets?
In the orc shelter, the once powerful orcs became lazy and weak.
The colonists who entered the Americas were also infected with many local diseases, such as the famous syphilis.
It's just not stated explicitly, the clues are clearly laid out here.
Some people don't want the world to know the truth for the sake of their own face and reputation.
They tried their best to hide it.
This is the real reason why the undead natural disaster must be eliminated.
Why does Arthas have to lift Frostmourne?
If the Burning Legion had only created a Lich King, Comrade Kel'Thuzad, one of the six members of the Dalaran Council of Mages, would be far more powerful than Arthas in terms of ability and knowledge.
Wouldn't it be better if he became the Lich King? Why go to all the trouble to seduce Arthas?
This is a lie, a big black pot.
Only an identity like Alsace can carry it.
Hidden in the continent of Azeroth, there is an undercurrent of justice and light.
…
"Commander, I saw a dwarf named Darkbeard. I can use him."
Vanessa's eyes lit up: "How can we find him?"
"If I remember correctly." Robbie narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "He can be found at the witch Melanda of Regret Ridge."
…
Anxu. Lili entered the stealth state, and his target was a doe grazing quietly.
The dagger stabbed hard at the doe's thigh, but unfortunately it lacked strength and only pierced a little of the skin.
The doe was in pain, raised its hind legs, kicked the dwarf over, and flew away.
"whee."
Meranda, the witch, smiled and bent over.
This is very rude behavior for an old dwarf.
But she couldn't help her excitement and said with a smile: "I haven't seen such a fun thing for a long time. You are the weakest stalker I have ever seen."
Anxu hummed for a long time before reluctantly getting up:
"Witch, you haven't seen my true ability. In three years, I harvested 33,000 pieces of white maggot meat."
"Okay, okay, stop talking, you have the ability."
The witch Meranda helplessly spread her hands and said:
"Please don't bother me anymore. I really don't know how to disguise myself as the Scarlet Crusade. You are from the Alliance. If you want to enter the Scarlet Crusade barrier, just go directly."
"The Scarlet Crusade is an evil organization." Darkbeard roared.
"Okay, okay, the Scarlet Crusade is evil." The witch Melanda didn't want to argue in vain:
"Dwarf, listen up, do you think disguise is enough? The passwords at the Scarlet Crusade camp change every day. You can't get in, so don't waste your efforts."
"Need a password? No one told me."
Anxu's expression changed, and he kept tugging on his beard.
"Passwords and secret codes are all the most basic common sense." The witch Meranda became impatient: "I said you, a dwarf, are not done yet. If you continue to be unstoppable, I will go crazy."
"How dare you, a little dwarf..."
boom!
Darkbeard flew backwards and flew far away. A witch who dared to wander alone in the Plague Land was not so easy to mess with.
A strong orc helped the fallen dwarf.
"I recognize you." Anxu. Lili exclaimed, "You were the orc in Fording's hut. That's right, I won't admit it."
Anxu. Lili was a little scared. After all, he had offended Fording and was worried that Robbie would cause trouble.
"Race does not mean honor, dwarf." Robbie patted the dwarf on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I am Leonardo. Ax of Violence, we can cooperate." (To be continued)