Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Magni looked at Arthas's warhammer carefully, his eyes solemn.

After a while, Magni placed the warhammer on his workbench. Instead of busy repairing it, he asked Arthas a question.

"Have you ever used this warhammer to fight with anything?"

Arthas recalled, "There are beasts, robbers, murlocs, jackals...well, it's with trolls recently."

Magni automatically excluded the first few options, "Troll? What troll?"

"A high-ranking priest of the forest troll-the kind blessed by the god of Loa."

The dwarf king was silent for a while, seeming to be organizing language. Then he picked up the warhammer and pointed at the hammer head and said to Arthas, "The head of your warhammer doesn't seem to have any major damage, only some normal wear and tear. The material has been damaged a bit badly."

"It stands to reason that it is impossible for a weapon of this level to suffer such damage in a simple hand-to-hand battle." Magni has repaired countless weapons, but the situation with Alsace's hammer is really rare. "Maybe your holy light is here. When it collided with the power of that priest, an overly violent reaction was produced, which caused irreversible damage to the material of the warhammer."

"I am a warrior, and I don't know the Holy Light. I don't know the specific principles. I can repair the damage of your weapon this time, but not necessarily next time."

What else can Arthas do besides laughing?With his rich experience and experience, Magni had guessed that he was inseparable, but it was not the collision of his holy light with the divine power of the troll priest, but the collision of holy light and death that damaged the warhammer like this.

No matter how good the material is, without the astrolabe that maintains the balance in Alsace, it can't withstand the erosion of the two primitive energies with contradictory attributes.

Holy light and death are not completely opposites. Necromantic energy cannot be converted with the Holy Light almost losslessly like the power of shadow. For example, the shadow priest who embraces the void can switch freely before his brain is burnt madly. The form of light and shadow.

Generally speaking, a death knight who fully embraces death can no longer use the power of the holy light, but even if it is an undead, as long as it does not become a death knight, it can still use the holy light, but you will never see the minions of the ancient gods. Get the shelter of the Holy Light.

But compared to the more neutral and gentle energies of Arcane, Elemental and Holy Light, once ordinary people step into the realm of death or shadow, sooner or later they will affect their minds.Necromantic energy will amplify the hostility and obsession with the living, and weaken other emotions.

The shadow energy is just the opposite. It can cause a certain emotion of a person to be extremely magnified, which may be love or hate, or even a person's rationality-the extreme of rationality is the ultimate madness.

What's more frightening is that users of shadow energy will be watched by the ancient gods and even the creator of the ancient gods, the Void Lord.The gaze and babbling of these high-person existences can easily drive mortals crazy.

This is why mages and priests hate those who study death and shadows, not only because they basically become cold-blooded monsters or lunatics in the end, but also because their research may lead to extremely terrifying existence.

But the old man once said that only magic can deal with magic.

When facing the dark creatures in the endless void, those who know them enough and have in-depth research in related fields can play a great role.

Arthas felt that this method of beating to death with a stick was actually a bit stupid, just as Kel'Thuzad was not a good person himself, but if he could get the support of Dalaran, he might not be blindly chasing the lich. The power of the king.

"Do you need any other materials?" Alsace mourned for a few seconds for his warhammer. He wanted to use his full strength, so he could only wronged [Menethil's Power].

"No, the rest is enough for repair work," Magni waved his hand. "But if you want to avoid this problem completely, in addition to paying attention to the maintenance of the weapon, the best way is to find enough guys. "

Magni didn't mention anything more. Although the priest and the doctrine of the Holy Light have existed for a long time, it has only been more than ten years since the appearance of the paladin. He thought this might be normal.

As for the weapons that Arthas wanted to take advantage of, it was up to him to find a way. The dwarves have rarely made warhammers and swords that meet the requirements of the paladin. The original ones were all things for priests.

"The history of Azeroth is very old. We dwarves want to find out the truth of our world through archaeology and excavation, but now we only see the foot of the iceberg." Brian has the most say in this, he himself is An archaeological explorer, "maybe there is a artifact buried in the ruins."

"Brian is right, but the best is not necessarily the best for you," Magni said while repairing, "maybe you can build a weapon yourself." Chinese www.zwen8.com

Arthas, who was putting his new armor into the space package, heard this suggestion and thought of the [Ashbringer] who had not yet been born at this time. This sword was made by Magni in the established history. Power can even be comparable to Titan artifacts.

"I will consider it, if I can find suitable materials." Alsace accepted Magni's suggestion humbly. This is indeed a very good method, and it can be better to create a weapon of his own. Fit your own strength.

"Perhaps in Northrend, I can find something good for your kid?" Muradin, who was idle, poured wine into his mouth again. "Are you really not going with us? We just lack a good one. The Paladin."

By the way, is it really safe to bring such dangerous and flammable substances into hot working environment as spirits?

Alsace still did not agree, but said, "If I can find time."

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After playing with snowy Dun Morogh for a few days in Ironforge, Jaina received a magic letter from his teacher with a bitter face. The speaker was informing her students to go back and deal with the big things she left after a week away. Pile things up.

After reluctantly saying goodbye to Arthas, Jaina opened the portal to Dalaran and reminded Arthas not to forget to come to Dalaran for the Feast of Winter Veil.

When Muradin came to Alsace with barbecue and ale, he also found that his room became empty. "The girl is gone?"

"Well, I'm back to Dalaran this morning."

Alsace was sitting on the chair alone, reading a letter, frowning from time to time.Muradin, who noticed the change in his expression, poured wine in the glass and asked, "In trouble?"

Putting away the letters after reading, Arthas took a sip of his ale.

"Yes, when my people were exploring Kalimdor, they had a little conflict with the local indigenous creatures."

The team he sent to find the Tauren tribe was attacked by the wild boars. Although only two men and some insignificant supplies were lost, it still brought a lot of trouble to their mission.

The tricky thing was that the goblin guide they were looking for happened to be in the hands of the two lost people. The poor goblin was frightened by the boar because of the horse he was riding, and fell from the horse and fell to his death.

Now this team is facing a problem. They have walked halfway and don't know if they should return to find a new guide or follow the previous message.

However, judging from the report of this team, it seems that they intend to continue walking the rest of the way. After all, their resources are still sufficient to support their next course of action.

Arthas believed in their choice. As the elites sent to explore the New World, they were all professionals selected by thousands of people, and at the same time they were loyal to him.

"Kalimdu...I've heard of that continent, but unfortunately I haven't been to it myself." Muradin's eyes revealed a look of yearning. In terms of his interest in adventure, he and his brother Brian were very interested. Like.

"Do you want to go? In the next year or two I may send a fleet to officially land there and establish an outpost."

"If I can, of course I want to go and see it myself," Muradin smiled happily. "It's a real barren land! Ha, when I think about it, my blood starts to boil."

"Then as long as there is news, I will notify you?"

"This is what you said, you are not allowed to go back then!"

Hearing this, Muradin patted the table and felt that he hadn't made friends with Alsace in vain, and the grilled meat on the table became more fragrant... Uh, wait, what about the meat?Why is there only one plate left?

There is only one chapter today. The basic world view and some important figures have already appeared on the scene. The next one is on the eve of the first major event "The Third War".