The Great Thief of Online Games

The purple sky was darker than usual, as if to tell everyone that dawn had not yet begun in the Plague Land, but Lu Li and others knew that it was almost time, so the troops Lu Li promised must be in position quickly to face the next battle.

Tangyuan, get up! Lu Li nodded.

A portal was quickly summoned in a remote corner, and more and more adventurers came out of the portal.

Five hundred people, are they enough? Lu Li said, If you say it's not enough, I will bring in another five hundred people. Solomon was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly.

Enough is enough, but we don't have much time. We must retreat immediately after grabbing the medicine box, otherwise we will be discovered by the aerial units of the Scourge Legion and we will not be able to escape.

I hope there is no particularly powerful person, Lu Li could only pray. Even though he brought so many people, it would be troublesome if he really encountered a BOSS. In the Plague Land during the event, a BOSS could be randomly pulled out. It's not worse than the current top wild BOSSs, not to mention the time limit.

Don't worry, if there is a particularly powerful person, I would have discovered it yesterday. The most difficult one is probably a lich, which is stronger than me. You also know that my profession is not very suitable for frontal combat. Solomon said confidently.

As expected, he was a passionate noble who was eager to establish his career. The so-called person who sent someone to check yesterday actually came over in person. Lu Li felt a little more relieved now.

Solomon is estimated to have the strength of a quasi-BOSS, and a weaker one. With his participation, it is not a big problem to deal with a quasi-BOSS, as long as he is not below the BOSS level. Lu Li leads many people to clean up the small area. No problem.

By then, the harvest will be more than just potions. In the Plague Land now, even the quasi-BOSS can drop good things.

Many players get together and kill some elites such as Stitch monsters in the periphery, and they may drop unique gold equipment - this is only a benefit during the event. There will be no such good thing after the [Plague Spread] event ends. .

The fight will start as soon as you cross the bridge. Cang Shui Changge, you come to taunt the lich. You are also ready in the world. If there are other stronger monsters, you can attack them. One to twenty teams will ambush on the left side of the bridge. Twenty Teams 1 to 40 are ambushing on the right, with magicians and healers standing on the hillside...

Lu Li quickly formed his troops, which was an eye-opener for Solomon.

What do I do? Solomon asked.

He felt that with such an arrangement and the combination of various professions, he could kill a lich who was as powerful as himself with almost no suspense.

Uh, sir, I will tell you later when necessary. Now you just stand with me and watch. Lu Li could only say this. Solomon is a thief and belongs to the fragile profession. If he is attacked by a lich, It would be troublesome to kill him, and Lu Li didn't dare to use him as a human shield.

A motorcade drove slowly and leisurely, and in the hazy morning light, a little bit of light appeared in everyone's eyes.

It was the soul fire of the undead, and the cart was pulled by undead horses, followed by various undead guards.

There were four cars in total, probably because it was deep in the heart of the Plague Land, so there were not many undead following them. The car at the rear had a seat installed on it, and a man holding a bone staff was sitting on it. The staff is as crystal clear as green, which attracts special attention.

Lich!

Ner'zhul commanded many orc warlocks and shamans during his time as Warchief of the Draenor Horde.

After the destruction of Draenor, Kil'jaeden and the Legion captured these evil magicians and transformed them into their twisted selves. These lichs possess powerful magical powers, and their immortal undead bodies were destroyed by Nero. Zu's powerful will is firmly in control.

Because of the undying loyalty the lich showed to their master, Ner'zhul granted them control of the elements in the cold north. They serve their masters with evil will and immense strength, often leading entire armies as generals and agents when the great master is free.

Liches are deeply entangled with the cold power from the dark side of the tomb. They can cast powerful frost magic as well as their own considerable psychic spells.

They abandoned their fragile mortal bodies just so they could embrace their immortal immortal bodies.

Usually, they crave power, cunning, and evil.

They like grand scenes and tricks; they often dress in the clothes of kings and priests, and let their subordinates call themselves by strong names.

Liches sometimes claim that Ner'zhul himself bestows extraordinary powers upon them, acting as if Ner'zhul is a god and they are his chosen priests and prophets.

Just like the guy in front of me, he not only has a gorgeous staff, but his clothes are also extremely gorgeous and exquisite. There are many gems dotted on it, as well as on his head. If that crown can explode, there will definitely be many slutty mages willing to spend all their money.

To maintain this luxury, lichs often wage war against the towns of the living, collecting treasure like dragons.

Of course, not all lichs are powerful enough to destroy the world. With the increase in the number of lichs and the urgent need to expand the territory of natural disasters, a large number of lichs have been created. They either sit on one side or go to replace their masters. Perform special tasks.

If Tender Monsters are feared by everyone in the Plaguelands, then ordinary players might as well just run away when they see a Lich.

[Plague Spreads] This event is ultimately a war between NPCs, and the players are just following behind to pick up some leftovers.

The lich's name was Angelish. Lu Li didn't know where he came from, and Solomon didn't know anything either.

In fact, Angelish was once a magic teacher in Dalaran. When he was thirty years old, he was a medium-level magic teacher. When he was forty, fifty, and sixty years old, he was still a magic teacher. A moderately powerful magic teacher, this old magician was almost desperate.

Because as he got older, he found that his physical strength, memory and other qualities were declining.

The God of Death had begun to kiss his forehead, leaving wrinkles.

Angelish was timid and cowardly, addicted to the world of magic. It was not until this moment that he began to face death, but he was unwilling to do so. He felt like a seeker standing in front of the door. As long as he opened the door, he would be in another world.

After a long period of searching for answers, Angelish turned his attention to the traitor Kel'Thuzad.

This archmage, whose achievements were far higher than his, used facts to prove that there was another feasible way.

But the transformation of Lich is not easy. Lich can be said to be the promotion of Necromancer. Without the help of a powerful person such as Ner'zhul, Arthas, or Kel'Thuzad himself, even if it is transformed, it will not be transformed.

Angelish was accompanied by a dozen students at the time. He betrayed his students and sold their mana and souls to Kel'Thuzad.

Maybe it was because of his crazy energy, or maybe he was really in a good mood at the time.

Kel'Thuzad cast a spell on Angelish to undergo a transformation ritual, and Angelish became a demilich.