Reforged Chapter 2: Alleria

Upon seeing Alleria, Duke immediately thought of a crucial issue.

The timeline!

Alleria's very existence indicated a very, very serious problem.

According to Azeroth's historical progression, Alleria was active in the world of Azeroth before the First War between humans and orcs and the Dark Portal incident. In the game Duke played before his transmigration, Alleria was already remembered as a missing hero. In the human kingdom of Stormwind, there was even a large statue of her at the city gates.

"So, I've traveled back to before the First War between orcs and humans?"

Duke immediately realized what he needed to do after his resurrection – in the worst-case scenario, the orc army would soon invade Azeroth through the Dark Portal, and if the area he was in would be engulfed in the flames of war, then he needed to accumulate strength and prepare for the upcoming battle.

At the very least, he had to become a powerful enough warrior to protect himself!

But on another note, Alleria was so beautiful.

For some reason, when Duke focused all his attention on Alleria, the system began to operate on its own.

"Beep, following your wishes, restoring the target's true colors..."

Like rapidly coloring a black and white drawing, in less than a second, the Alleria before him appeared as vivid and lifelike as if she were seen with normal vision.

As an incredibly popular character in the game, the real-life Alleria had a stunning appearance as well.

The female elf's entire body exuded a valkyrie-like aura, yet due to her noble high elf lineage, she occasionally displayed an air of elegance and nobility, even though she was a ranger.

Apart from a green cloak fluttering in the wind, she wore green shoulder armor and an inner armor resembling a bikini. Her radiant golden hair accentuated her ivory skin, making it appear even more delicate and fair.

Her well-trained body boasted the perfect curves. Her swan-like slender neck and delicate collarbones were incredibly alluring.

Her slim waist made her ample chest seem even more prominent, and even by human standards, her figure was jaw-dropping.

There was no need for a corset, as her athletic waist, although slender, had well-defined muscles that dispelled any worry of breaking it with a firm grip.

She wore a pair of green, gold-trimmed thigh-high boots that accentuated her proud figure, making her entire body exude an exotic and wordless allure.

Having seen too many heavily edited faces and silicone-filled chests of online celebrities before his transmigration, Duke was momentarily stunned by the sight of such a naturally valiant and beautiful woman.

If he still had the ability to breathe, his breathing would be comparable to hyperventilating at this moment.

It was an irresistible attraction, and Duke reached out his hand towards Alleria.

In the next instant, he realized what the system had meant by the loss of humanity.

He actually floated over and reached towards Alleria's peaks.

Duke was dumbfounded.

The thought of 'those twin peaks are so wicked, it would be great if I could grab them' had merely crossed his mind, and his soul immediately put it into action.

Is this something a cultured, law-abiding, and principled young man should do?!

So, losing humanity... means losing all restraint and principles!!

Time seemed to stand still, and Duke felt an urge to break down in tears right there and then.

This... was not the end.

Duke's nightmare had just begun.

He had been discovered.

Clearly, an aura of killing intent surged towards Duke. Alleria performed an agile backflip, and when Duke finally saw what she held in her hands after the flip, he was dumbfounded once again.

In the blink of an eye, Alleria had drawn her green longbow from her back, and somehow, three white-feathered arrows were already nocked in her hand. The three silver-glowing arrowheads conveyed a sense of impending doom to Duke.

Duke had never imagined that Alleria could see him in his spectral state.

Oh, damn it! This is a fantasy world, after all! Anything unscientific is not unusual here.

Suddenly, the mechanical voice of the system rang out: "Alleria Windrunner has generated extreme hostility towards you. Loading boss template, predicting at least 100 skills, threat level rated as the highest level of [Red Skull]. It is recommended that you surrender or flee immediately, or face more than 50% soul damage if destroyed again in your spectral state."

At this moment, even a stampede of ten thousand mud horses couldn't describe Duke's feelings.

Why the hell do others get to be high elves or human dukes when they cross over to Azeroth, while he got killed right away and immediately provoked one of the strongest heroines in the Alliance faction?

Duke suddenly remembered a statistic: according to some enthusiasts, if an ordinary college student crossed over into a fantasy world, over 99% of them would die on the first day.

Whether it was due to not being able to adapt, not being clever enough, or just plain bad luck.

If Duke had hesitated for even a second longer, he would likely have become part of that 99%. Fortunately, he was quick-witted.

He stopped in his tracks, and with his outstretched claw, or rather hand, he suddenly made a downward flicking gesture. This immediately changed his position from the worst case scenario of a perverted groper to a beckoning wave.

"Huh?" Alleria furrowed her brow.

From the heroine's reaction, Duke was certain that she could see him.

Allowing his inner actor to take over, Duke displayed a sorrowful expression, then pointed in the direction of his own corpse.

Duke couldn't believe that with Alleria's keen perception, she wouldn't notice the murderous wild boar nearby.

"Did that wild boar kill you?" Alleria asked tentatively. When she no longer held a killing intent, Duke discovered that her voice was quite pleasant, reminding him of an oriole singing in the woods. Alleria spoke in Common, which Duke wouldn't have understood without the system's built-in translation software.

Duke wanted to say "Yes," but as the words reached his lips, they turned into an unintelligible, ghostly whisper. He could only nod in agreement.

Alleria sighed softly and then relaxed her bowstring.

The next second, Duke's heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

That's because the three seemingly god-slaying, demon-destroying arrows whizzed past him at high speed, then traced a beautiful arc through the forest, bypassing numerous trees that could have acted as obstacles, and struck their distant target.

"Oink--" A miserable pig's cry rang out from afar.

Duke stared in disbelief: Seriously, this is possible?

For the first time, Duke had a direct and vivid understanding of boss-level heroes in the world of Azeroth.

Wild, arrogant, cool, and explosively awesome!