My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Krasus said affirmatively to Arthas.

"Demon... the soul?"

Arthas looked at Krassus pretendingly in surprise-this was obviously not the first time he heard the name, but in order to hide his identity for Sindragosa, Arthas still carefully pretended to be surprised.

"Yes, it's the golden disc that Ms. Shuang has been holding... In fact, it is an artifact forged by Deathwing Nesario-in addition to its powerful destructive power, it also has a very important effect. It is to make the guardian dragon close to it lose part of its own power-Her Majesty became a prisoner in Grim Batol because of the'devil soul', and the effect of this weakening power... even for death For Yi Nasario himself, it is inevitable."

"Although Deathwing Neltharion has found a way to enable him to use the'Demon Soul' without being weakened... But as long as there is a way to make the'Demon Soul' exert its power, Even Deathwing Neltharion can't resist it. As long as I can use this part of the power, I don't think it will be difficult to defeat Deathwing Neltharion."

Krasus said to Arthas.

"If this is the case, maybe...I can help you without affecting our fight against the Burning Legion."

Arthas hesitated, but finally nodded and agreed to Krasus' request.

"Then please."

Krasus stood up, bowed respectfully to Arthas, and expressed his gratitude. For the memory of the past, Krasus was a little vague, but he could vaguely remember, it seemed that Lady Frost and Deathwing Nessa There was indeed a battle between Leo, and successfully destroyed the other's self-confidence... It should be Ms. Frost that prevented Deathwing Neltharion from further wreaking havoc on the earth, right?(To be continued.)

The Light Knight of Extraordinary Warcraft (3) Lothar's nephew

"Ma Long! It's great that you are fine!"

Anduin Lothar sat on the wooden bed in the narrow cabin, slapping his nephew on the shoulder with relief.

"This is really... a miracle created by the Holy Light!"

Alonthos Faor praised the Holy Light loudly.

However, Ma Long didn't respond at all to all of this. He stared at the worm-eyed deck in front of him, still unable to believe what happened to him.

Malone found that he had traveled through-came to a game alien world for the earth-Azeroth.

Malone has indeed been obsessed with the Warcraft series of games, but he never thought he would participate in it; what made Malone more shocked was that he was not alone.

When he woke up, Ma Long found that there was a lot more in his mind; some were memories left by the original owner of this body when he was about to die. This flash replay of the short life before death was enough to let Ma Long understand this All experiences of the body.

Another piece of information came from the white light-Ma Long knew his origin vaguely-the reason why he used "he" instead of "it" is because this guy is alive.

The name of that group of rays is Karaal, a naaru.

In Ma Long’s impression, Naaru is a shiny thing that looks similar to a tangram; he doesn’t know why the Naaru he met is round and round—his understanding only covers and Self-related parts.

Karaal, like his people, wanders in the world of Azeroth-or the universe of the Azeroth world system, helping those kind-hearted races and planets get rid of the control of the Burning Legion, bringing them warmth and hope.

However, like all living races, Karaal's life came to an end for some reason; Naaru possessed tremendous power, and this power continued to escape around his body when Karaal was dying. And gathering, finally created a weird time gap.

For unknown reasons, Ma Long came into contact with Karaal's power in his sleep, and his soul was involved in this world called Azeroth - together with all the power of the Holy Light that remained after Karaal's death.

This body was already on the verge of death-but Karaal's power of light was too strong, strong enough to repair all the damage on this body.

And when Ma Long's tiny soul was able to digest the huge information, what he saw was this man named Anduin Lothar sitting next to him, his uncle.

Are you kidding me?

——Ma Long’s first thought turned out to be this.

Of course he knew who Anduin Lothar was.

The marshal of Stormwind, the seventh president of the Brotherhood of Iron Horses, and the commander of the Alliance army in the war between humans and orcs, died in the final battle at Blackstone Mountain-his fighting spirit has always inspired his comrades." Therefore, the prestigious organization "Sons of Lothar" was established.

From this surviving memory of his body, Ma Long understood his "his" life experience, and also knew how excited and gratified Anduin Lothar should be when he saw himself awakened.

"This is simply a miracle of the Holy Light! Sir Lothar, I know you are very happy, but Malone just woke up, I still have to check his body first."

Alonthos Fawor said excitedly.

"I see, Archbishop Fao, you have work."

Anduin Lothar quickly got up to make room for Alonthos Faor-he thought it was the archbishop who saved his nephew, and his heart was full of gratitude.

Malone also looked at Alonthos Faor nervously-the Archbishop of Stormwind is not famous, but his disciples are very powerful-Uther, known as the Lightbringer, has betrayed Humans take refuge in Benedictus of Twilight's Hammer...

In short, in the current human kingdoms, Alonthos Faor is the biggest god club, and Malone is a little worried whether he will see his origin or abnormality.

But it seems that Alonthos Fawh simply checked Malone's body for any injuries; soon, he patted the young man's naked/naked shoulder and laughed in relief.

"This is definitely the miracle of the Holy Light!" Alonthos Faor emphasized again, "Ma Long's body is intact. I really didn't know before that this child has such a good affinity for the Holy Light. "

"It's intact...that's great..."

Anduin Lothar was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief-in the orc invasion, he had already lost his lord and best friend King Ryan Wrynn, of course he did not want to lose his only relative.

"Let's leave first, Sir Lothar, let Malone rest again... I think he is in a trance, maybe he has been in a coma for too long, so he should get a good night's sleep."

Alonthos Fao suggested to Anduin Lothar.

"I see... Ma Long, then you lie down for a while and feel better, then come to the deck... No, don't come anymore, the wind and waves outside are strong, and I'll bring you some food later."

Anduin Lothar nodded, followed Alonthos Faor's advice, patted Malone on the shoulder, smiled encouragingly, and then turned and left with the archbishop.

Ma Long stared blankly at Anduin Lothar's leaving back, without saying a word-he still needs to adapt to his new body, as well as the power contained in his body.

Alonthos Faor said that Malone’s body is extremely compatible with the Holy Light. This is entirely because of Karaal; although this Naaru has died in the endless void for some reason, his power is with Malone. His body merged, and in the just treatment, he reactivated his heart that had been squashed by the orc's warhammer.

Ma Long gently put his hand on his chest, and a warm feeling came from under the naked skin-Karaal's power had merged with Ma Long's heart and became the engine of his body.

Ma Long didn't know what this change meant, but he knew he had to start thinking about his future.

The first thing Ma Long thought of was whether he could return to the earth—even though he had no relatives there, he still had some friends who were more familiar with life there.

But after thinking about it, Ma Long couldn’t find a way to go back. Naaru, who always shuttled between different worlds, might know the way, but Karaal was already dead. The next Naa who had a chance to be contacted by Ma Long Lu is on the other side of the dark gate, in the world of the orcs.

Unable to go back for the time being, Malone began to think about how to gain a foothold in this world.(To be continued.)

The Light Knight of Extraordinary Warcraft (4) Varian Wrynn

This question sounds a bit idiot at first—Malone is now Anduin Lothar’s nephew, the sole heir of the prominent Lothar family, waiting until humans defeat the orcs, and the refugees of Stormwind return to the south to rebuild their homes, where he is. It can be described as omnipotent.

But this question is not so simple when you think about it—maybe these humans are still not clear, but Ma Long himself knows that there are countless powerful forces in this world, and outside this world, there are countless powerful destroyers who think at all costs. To come.

Even Naaru cannot retreat in front of these powers. What's more, Malong only got a part of Karaal's power; maybe after mastering the method of use, there is nothing wrong with dealing with mortals, but if you want to deal with the Burning Legion, the Lich King, and even death Wings, ancient god... Ma Long felt like he would be trampled to death like a bug.

But Ma Long has no other way-in this small world of mortals, the only thing he can count on is the fighting skills that Anduin Lothar taught to this body, and Caral escapes to him inexplicably. The core of the holy light.

And these powers, compared with what Ma Long wanted to do, were really a drop in the bucket-he wanted to accomplish what the previous owner of this body hadn't done.

Ma Long wanted to help humans defeat the orc army, and at the same time rescued his "own" uncle Anduin Lothar in Black Rock Mountain. This feeling came from the original owner of his body.