Chapter 1083: The Undercity Death Elevator (Third Update)
Whether it was a coincidence or something else, just as Old P stepped forward to ride the elevator down, he saw that the elevator didn't wait for him at all and descended on its own...
And it fell way faster than he did!
Old P felt like he was in free fall, and with a splat, he crashed straight to the bottom.
It didn't hurt—undead have a very dulled sense of pain—but Old P clearly heard the crisp "crack" sound from his leg bones, which were now just a skeleton. They snapped instantly, and he ended up face-down on the ground, his health bar emptying in a flash.
Then his vision turned gray, and a dialog box appeared: Release Spirit.
He could still feel his corpse going up and down with the Undercity elevator...
"What the hell... I never thought my first death would be here..."
Old P was speechless. When he was leveling up in Brill, he'd encountered some very powerful monsters, like the haunted mill and the Agamand family. He'd faced some tough foes, but with his excellent skills, he'd managed to scrape through them all, narrowly escaping danger.
And now, in what he thought was the safest main city, he'd capsized in a ditch. Where was the logic in that...
Old P became a spirit and appeared before the Spirit Healer lady.
In death, his entire vision turned grayish-white, his body became transparent and intangible, allowing him to pass through many small obstacles.
There was a silver lining: he moved faster...
Like a ghost, Old P floated to find his corpse, ready to resurrect.
He entered the elevator again.
Since his corpse was at the very bottom of the elevator shaft, his spirit had to take the elevator down to a certain range before he could resurrect.
When the elevator was halfway down, a dialog box popped up in Old P's vision, telling him he could resurrect. So he clicked it immediately.
And then he resurrected in mid-air.
"What the..."
Before Old P could even complain, he fell back onto the elevator and bit the dust again.
Actually, the height wasn't enough to kill him, but he'd just resurrected with only half health...
"This murder elevator... I'm totally done with it..."
Old P had no choice but to run back again. This time, he learned his lesson. He waited until the elevator hit the very bottom before resurrecting, successfully escaping the elevator's death trap and entering the Undercity proper.
"This place is probably pretty easy to defend and hard to attack... Just this elevator alone is worth dozens of guards..."
Once inside the Undercity, Old P realized just how damn huge this place was!
Old P had been to Orgrimmar in Oasis, and strictly speaking, the Undercity was smaller than Orgrimmar, but Old P still got lost wandering around...
Even with a map, it was completely useless. He wandered and wandered until he was totally confused, unable to find the way out.
That's because the Undercity's entire structure was three-dimensional, with at least three layers. The military district, magic district, rogue district, and alchemy lab were all on the lowest level, while the entrance elevator was on the highest level.
A player like Old P wasn't particularly bad with directions, but even he couldn't handle a place like the Undercity. If it had been a 3D map like in The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, it might have been okay, but Chen Mo clearly hadn't done that.
Actually, strictly speaking, it made sense. After all, this world didn't have high-tech stuff like Sheikah Slates. Maps were all hand-drawn, so how could they make cool things like 3D maps?
But Old P was more inclined to think that Chen Mo deliberately didn't give them a 3D map. He just wanted players to get thoroughly lost in the Undercity...
Fortunately, there were the all-powerful guards. Old P grabbed an undead guard and asked for a long time, finally figuring out the general layout of the Undercity. To get out, he had to climb up from the central bank to the upper level, then find the elevator...
Old P wasn't in a hurry to leave right away. He handed in two quests first, then thought about going to see the legendary Banshee Queen, Sylvanas.
The Dark Ranger from Warcraft was one of the popular heroes, with a lot of fans. He just wondered if she'd be even more realistic now that she was made into a high-definition VR remake.
Old P asked around again and finally found the entrance to the Royal Quarter near the alchemy lab.
The Royal Quarter was like a scorpion's tail, located in the most remote and safest part of the Undercity. As Old P walked in, he looked up at the level 60 elite NPC Royal Terror Guards on both sides, feeling like a total weakling.
Yes, against an NPC like that, Old P would need just one swing to... get himself killed instantly.
Sylvanas stood on the high platform in the center of the Royal Quarter, surrounded by banshees, undead guards, and orc ambassadors. Undead guards occasionally came to report on the battle situation in Tirisfal Glades and the Eastern Plaguelands.
Old P didn't dare swagger up to get a close look, let alone try anything funny. He'd probably get his three legs broken on the spot and be kicked out of the Horde. After all, World of Warcraft used top-tier AI, where NPCs could freely talk to players.
If he disrespected the Banshee Queen, he probably wouldn't get his account deleted, but he'd definitely get a beating from the Royal Terror Guards with their big cleavers.
Old P just stood at the bottom, looking at Sylvanas from afar.
She was way clearer than her image in Warcraft. He had to admit, the elves were beautiful. Even though she was now an undead glowing with a blue aura, this shell was still way better-looking than Old P's "true undead" form.
No wonder Queen Sylvanas was so popular among undead players. It was just a world that cared about looks...
Look at Thrall, that green-skinned orc. He got the full protagonist treatment, serving as the orcs' spiritual leader, saving the world, having a complicated relationship with the beauty Jaina, cucking Arthas, and making Kael'thas grind his teeth in anger. For all his awesomeness, his popularity might not even match Sylvanas's.
As for Vol'jin and Cairne Bloodhoof... emmmm, their presence was even thinner.
When it came down to it, it was all about looks.
Look at Sylvanas—those glowing red eyes, those elven pointed ears, that flat, taut belly, that cool undead gear, the tattered cloak, and that awesome bow...
Considering the overall appearance of Horde females, Sylvanas was already the peak, and she was way ahead of everyone else.
After getting his fill of eye candy, Old P decided not to wander around the Undercity anymore. But the place was too big, and he couldn't be bothered to go back the way he came. He just used his Hearthstone to return to the inn in Brill, then headed south to the zeppelin, which could take him directly to Orgrimmar.
"Ah man, finally leaving this place... It's like eternal darkness. Zou Zhuo, how's it going over there? Get ready. Should we try a dungeon?"
Zou Zhuo asked: "The Wailing Caverns, right? How do we get there? We're still wandering around Thunder Bluff, planning to head to the Barrens."
Old P: "How the hell should I know? Ask for directions! Serent didn't make these awesome AI NPCs for nothing!"
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