Chapter 110: Can Recharging Get More Chess Pieces?
The voice was identical, even down to the aristocratic flair and manner of speaking.
Lothar and Garona, who were standing next to Duke, looked as if they had seen a ghost. If it weren't for the fact that Duke's sword did not indicate any signs of him being possessed by a demon, Lothar would have nearly swung his sword at him.
Although it was impossible to see Sargeras's expression, it was clear that he had no interest in the problems of mid-level demon worshippers and low-level demons. Demons themselves were also divided into different tiers. Low-level demons such as imps and felguards were really nothing more than cannon fodder in front of Sargeras.
"Hmph." Sargeras snorted coldly, busy with his own affairs before his will dissipated.
Lothar, Garona, and Duke looked at each other in confusion.
Duke suddenly sighed to Lothar, "Thank goodness you didn't act impulsively."
Lothar rolled his eyes, "That should be what I say to you. I have lived for over forty years and have long passed the age of impulsivity. If impulsiveness and sacrifice could solve problems, of course, I would not hesitate. But I am not only the military commander of the kingdom, I also shoulder the expectations of Llane and the hopes of the entire kingdom's citizens. Before seeing Medivh, I will not easily expose myself."
Garona was curious about Duke's change in voice and asked, "How did you change your voice?"
Duke rolled his eyes and argued, "If you know, then you must be a mage."
What could he say? Should he say that the system's elf helped him complete the short-term voice change?
It was too ridiculous.
Since he couldn't explain it, he simply pushed it all to the realm of mystery.
The assault team returned to their marching formation.
Garona scouted ahead while Lothar protected Duke as they advanced.
After entering the backdoor of Karazhan, the space was chaotic. Many times, there seemed to be no way forward, only a teleportation portal emitting an ethereal glow was there, and one had to rely on the vague aura coming from the other side of the portal to judge whether to go in or not.
And most of the portals were one-way.
Fortunately, Duke relied on the system spirit and didn't get lost.
Even Lothar was surprised because he also found that his team should be getting higher and higher in Karazhan: "Duke, how did you do it? Did you discover the pattern of the portals?"
"No, I judged based on the humidity, dust, and concentration of mana in the air."
"Concentration of mana..." Lothar pondered.
In fact, Duke was just spouting nonsense. Concentration of mana was the most unreliable factor in Karazhan because it was connected to the twisting nether and had various nether creatures. These interdimensional cracks were completely unpredictable. He relied on his memories of Karazhan and let the system spirit simulate and compare the surrounding environment.
Although he sometimes made mistakes, most of his choices were correct.
Duke's appearance made many terrifying risks turn into manageable ones.
[Star Realm Spark]: a high-energy luminous spherical object.
Without Duke, the team would have suffered staggering casualties because this thing self-destructs.
As an old driver, oh, no, as a veteran player, Duke almost immediately recognized this annoying monster from his memories and used an arcane impact to turn it into a palm, smashing the incoming star realm spark.
Seeing the star realm spark fly out and explode strongly, Lothar was speechless: "Are you sure this won't alert Medivh?"
Duke tilted his head: "No, there is a huge star realm rift here. Sparks exploding and such things happen every day. Even if you bring hundreds of people here to party, Medivh won't care."
Like the [Void Thief].
"This monster is unfriendly to melee professions, despite its humanoid appearance wrapped in bandages, it is a true creature of the void. They can create a twisted space that temporarily drains a person's strength and reduces their agility.
After only staying in the twisted space for a dozen seconds, Lothar's face turned pale. It was only after Duke used a quick Fireblast spell to teach the Void Thief a lesson that Lothar's weakened legs regained their strength in an instant.
It was unclear how long it took, but Duke and his team arrived outside a huge library.
Duke furrowed his brows.
He knew who was inside.
"You guys stay outside, I'll have a talk with 'that guy' inside. If it doesn't work out, I'll call you in, but it's best if Lothar and Garona come in. After all, anyone else would just be a burden."
"Do you know who's inside?" Lothar raised an eyebrow.
"I do, he has a significant role in the kingdom's history."
Duke entered alone and stayed in there for a full ten minutes, but there was no commotion. After ten minutes, Duke calmly came out and said, "Let's go. We've avoided a fight."
Lothar probed, "Is there anything we need to know?"
"Yes, we may have gained a new ally."
"Did you convince the guy inside?"
"More or less."
The journey was filled with danger, but Duke and his team finally arrived in a huge hall. There were many arches and tall marble pillars on either side of the hall.
In the center of the hall, on a high platform made of black and white tiles, a sudden flash of light appeared, and after the light dissipated, a group of figures emerged...
Lothar couldn't remain calm at all. He saw his dear friend and king, 'Llane'."
That 'Layne' was so lifelike that Lothar almost yelled out. Not just Lothar, but the elite soldiers behind him also murmured.
However, whether it was 'Layne' or the other figures around him, each one was completely still. The ferocious orcs on the other side were the same.
"This is..."
Of course, this was the Karazhan chess challenge. Since the Satyr was already there, along with 'that one', Duke wasn't surprised that the Karazhan chess challenge had appeared.
"It seems like we're going to play another game of chess." Duke shrugged and walked up to a strange humanoid statue.
Suddenly, a voice transmitted directly from the statue into the minds of Duke, Lothar, Garona, and all the warriors.
"You and your friends, are you ready to become a piece on the battlefield and join this battle?"
Duke was slightly stunned. This seemed different from the Karazhan chess challenge he knew.
Over there, Lothar had already raised his head and answered, "We are ready."
In the next instant, a white light burst from each person's body. They were fully conscious and suddenly realized that their souls had been extracted and merged into the chess pieces on the black and white chessboard.
The statue's voice rang out again.
"Fight—Kill each other—The loser's soul will be destroyed. And the winner will receive a reward." As the words fell, everyone's faces changed dramatically.
Not only because this was a battle that risked their souls, but also because the opposing pieces were so much better than their own!