Dawn of Lordaeron

You can search "Lordaeron's Dawn Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!With the fall of Zakas, Krasis's body, which had lost its soul support, was only the end of the crossbow, quickly disintegrating and collapsing in the holy light of Arthas.

There was originally a very active flesh and blood body like a mud statue that had lost water, and it fell apart when swept away by external energy.

The death of Zakas quickly dissipated the influence of the void in Tyr's Tomb, and Uther and others who were entangled with the Void Aberration outside were also completely liberated.

Dathrohan used a warhammer to flatten a void creature with its teeth and claws in front of him. Unidentified juice was splashed everywhere, but it was immediately steamed dry by the Holy Light.

"These monsters stopped."

The light on Tirion's body gradually faded. He saw sweat on his forehead and his chest was rising and falling. Although these creatures were not strong, their number seemed endless.

The conditions of the other people were not too different. Even the most physically strong Dathrohan leaned his warhammer against the wall, and sat on the ground without an image.

Only Uther, who was waving the silver hand, seemed to have never fought before, and his state remained at its peak.

The silver hand and Uther's power of holy light complement each other, greatly enhancing Uther's ability to continue combat, and he even has extra power to assist his comrades.

Their nerves were relaxed, because the dark waves in Tyre's Tomb had disappeared, and they all knew that Arthas had succeeded.

"The shock of the underground light just now wasn't caused by His Highness Arthas." Gavinrad sat beside Dathrohan, recalling the strong light that erupted underground at the last moment.

"It's either him or Mograine, but I think it's more likely to be His Royal Highness." Dathrohan moved his aching shoulders, and he couldn't remember how many void monsters he had killed, those smashing ones. Shadow juice corroded all his armor into pits.

He has been wielding two two-handed sledgehammers to fight, and even if the lethality has increased a lot, the physical strength consumed has doubled.

In the face of the unclean Void monster like the tide, Dathrohan had no choice but to fight in a faster way to clear the enemy.

He is also very old, and he is no longer the young and strong self he used to be. Even if his perception of the Holy Light has been improved a few levels, he cannot change the pressure that years have brought him.

Paladins often have longer fighting abilities than ordinary warriors. A seventy-year-old Paladin may be able to grow old, but it doesn't mean that his physical strength can be compared to that of a young boy.

Time gave them something, and naturally took some away. Human beings are not longevity species, except for those mages, everyone has to face the ruthlessness of time.

Uther walked to the side of the three Paladins and handed the Silver Hand over, "Guys, take this warhammer, it might make you feel better."

Uther's white hair was in stark contrast with his current abundant physical strength, and the silver hand allowed him to regain the time when he was young when he could vent his strength unscrupulously.

But now, this paladin is more willing to fight by relying on his martial arts and his perception of the Holy Light, rather than using his strength as he did when he was young.

He doesn't have that much energy to squander, almost every human being who fought to his age knows how to make the most of every bit of strength.

Dathrohan looked at the silver hand exuding soft holy light. This warhammer had already recognized Uther as a qualified holder in the previous battle.

The great knight shook his head and said with a smile, "This guy seems to like you very much.

Uther frowned, and just about to say that he didn't intend to use the Silver Hand as his weapon, he heard Arthas's voice from the tunnel.

"Teacher, even if Dathrohan picked up the Silver Hand, he would not recover his strength like you."

"Alsace? This shouldn't be right, the Silver Hand can even keep my physical strength flowing." Uther was a little confused.

"The Silver Hand is the weapon of the Guardian Tyre. After following Tyre for countless years, it has become an extension of Tyre's will. This weapon will choose its owner, that is to say, it chooses. Teacher you."

The Guardian’s weapons will not have no “bottom line” like some magic props, and can be used by others. The warhammer that gets along with Tyr day and night is not just an extraordinary artifact, it is Tyr’s spirit and will. Continuation.

Tyr has fallen, and even his soul has been completely annihilated in the big explosion caused by his own struggle, but the Silver Hand has not been destroyed. It inherited the will of the former master and suppressed the darkness of Zakas in the tomb. power.

Uther picked it up, and the noble spirit and character that originated from Uther's heart won the approval of the Silver Hand. It recognized that Uther would be a noble person who selflessly dedicated like Tyr.

So it chose Uther as the master, and continuously shared his power with Uther, making his current physique far beyond the past.

But because he has chosen the master, although Uther can induce the power of the Silver Hand to enhance the effect of his own Holy Light, he cannot let others enjoy the grace of the Silver Hand.

Now Uther is the only one who can exert the full power of the Silver Hand. Even if Dathrohan takes up a weapon, he cannot be blessed by the Silver Hand.

"Such an artifact should not be used by me privately. I don't think I have enough qualifications to be the inheritor of Tyr." Uther looked at the silver hand in his hand and sighed.

"Good weapons are not used as exhibits in the exhibition hall. The Silver Hand needs a new master, an inheritor who has inherited Tyre’s spirit, teacher, you are the leader of the Knight Order, the Silver Hand Society Choose what you have explained."

Arthas explained, but there is actually one thing he hasn't mentioned with Uther, that is, after establishing contact with weapons such as the Silver Hand, the power of the artifact will continue to improve Uther's body.

As long as the Silver Hand has not been destroyed, Uther will gradually move towards a new level, and once stepping into this level, the shackles that limit human life and body will be broken.

It is enough to have a Black Blade Knight Order in the world. No matter how powerful the undead natural disaster is, it is only a reflection of the living world. The Silver Hand needs a real transformation to better move towards the next stage.

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Looking at Uther who was lost in thought, Arthas picked up a broken tentacles, which was the "trophies" left by Zakas.

"We have completely eliminated the nightmare that has plagued Tirisfal for thousands of years. I don't know how many centuries ago, the Guardian Tyr chose to die with the minions of the ancient gods in order to protect our ancestors. Today, we are here for this The noble guardians avenge and frighten our enemies. Mortals are not fish to be slaughtered. We will always be guardians who coexist and die with Azeroth!"

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The dark power entwining Tirisfal faded, and the rich kingdom's hinterland finally had no worries, but when Lordaeron cheered, its enemies would not be happy.

The black dragon prince Nefarian felt very upset. His sister had been missing for a long time, and all the subordinates sent to protect her had no news.

The Black Dragon Legion has firmly established itself in the Eastern Kingdom. The resources provided by Onyxia are actually irrelevant, but the sudden disappearance of his sister made Nefarian smell a bit of a bad breath.

Although it is the king of the Blackrock Spire, it does not mean that Nefarian is ignorant of the situation of the outside world. After Onyxia's disappearance, most of the black dragons attached to her and hidden among humans have also lost their foothold.

Moreover, Nefarian was convinced that the Kingdom of Stormwind should be aware that Onyxia's disappearance must be inseparable from humanity.

But the most troublesome thing for Nefarian is that Onyxia didn't disappear in the kingdom of Stormwind, but suddenly disappeared on the way north to Lordaeron.

Compared with the Kingdom of Stormwind, which was within its radiation range, Nefarian did not want to go to the northern forces represented by Lordaeron at this time to get involved.

Not for other reasons, but simply because the northern alliance forces are too prosperous, even the spies of the Black Dragon Legion can hardly penetrate.

Nefarian once wanted to increase his influence on the alliance by placing his own hands in the syndicate.

But as he had to overcome the obstacles of Ironforge, he had to face numerous obstructions from two tricky organizations. In the end, the syndicate move was basically abandoned.

Nefarian could only withdraw the resources he had invested in the syndicate, or shift his focus back to Stormwind Kingdom.

The whole thing about Onyxia’s disappearance is strange. An adult dragon, or Nesario’s direct bloodline, turned out to be like a pebble thrown into the lake, disappearing without a trace, even what The waves did not turn up.

Could it be that Dalaran, Quel'Thalas, and Lordaeron all discovered Onyxia's official identity and worked together to kill her?

Nefarian believes in his own power very much, but he will not be so stupid as to completely ignore the power of mortal organizations. Dalaran and Quel'Thalas alone are qualified to make any adult dragon be vigilant.

Not to mention that Lordaeron, who is almost the core of the entire alliance, Nefarian will not think that his father will be bored to carry out meaningless activities, but even Deathwing does not dare to directly do anything to the alliance, but Choose to break the alliance through other means.

Although it failed in the end, the valuable lesson learned was not to despise mortals, because even Deathwing suffered a big loss in the hands of mortals.

The arrogant dragon would not admit that he failed because of mortals, but this was enough to make Nefarian vigilant, so he chose to focus part of his attention on mortals.

Of course, for Nefarian, the most important thing is the "extraordinary" experiments in his hands. He obsessively believes that his new discoveries will change the entire Azeroth.

Compared with the experiment, Nefarian can be regarded as indifferent to other things, and even the disappearance of his sister Onyxia is not because Nefarian values ​​family affection.

Onyxia’s status in the Black Dragonflight is "extraordinary", because she may be the only existing female adult black dragon that is "good", that is to say, if the Black Dragonflight wants to continue to expand, then Onyxia The importance of Asia is of course self-evident.

Although some of the orcs and low-level experimental creations under Nefarian can do well, the true power of the Black Dragon Legion cannot be separated from the Black Dragon itself.

The situation of the Black Dragon Legion facing the siege and hunting of other dragons is not optimistic. For a while, most dragons thought that Deathwing was the last black dragon in the world.

The remaining black dragons hid in this world until the orcs invaded and brought chaos to Azeroth before they got a chance to breathe.

What is pleasantly surprised is that the frenzy caused by the orcs has even affected those high guardian dragons, and the final result turned out to be that even the Red Dragon Queen and the oathbinder Alexstrasza of life have become prisoners.

Naturally, Deathwing's calculations are indispensable, but in any case, the final result is that, with the help of the chaos brought by the orcs, the black dragon legion, which had no permanent home, found a place to stay in the burning plain.

Nefarian used this piece of land as his basic board, and began to engage in shameful evil deeds.

He even used his superb methods to control a clan of orcs, using them as the substitutes of the Black Dragon Legion in the mortal world, so as not to be approached by the former enemies.

According to the original plan, Onyxia's plan would greatly weaken the national power of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and she would also try to replace the king of Stormwind City, and let Stormwind City completely fall into her hands.

In that case, the southern end of the entire continent has basically fallen into the hands of the Black Dragon Legion, and the black dragon with greater living space can also develop rapidly.

But the sudden disappearance of Onyxia made many unimplemented plans vanished. Nefarian wasted a lot of time and energy for these things.

He even wondered if Onyxia was caught by the other guardian dragons, otherwise, how could the world disappear without even sending the signal for help.

Of course, it is not only the guardian dragon that can do this in this world, but also Nefarian's father, and other existences.

After many thoughts, Nefarian sorted out the two biggest suspects in the whole matter. One of them was Lordaeron in the disappearance of Onyxia, and the other was the fire element hidden at the foot of Blackrock Mountain. .

It is suspected that the former is because Onyxia disappeared in Lordaeron, but this still cannot remove the suspicion of Ragnaros and his minions, because except for the rampant Dark Iron Dwarves and their elemental masters, this world Few other powers can make a black dragon disappear silently.

Dalaran and Quel'Thalas may be able to kill Onyxia, but they absolutely can't do it "quietly".