Menethil's Power

Chapter 629 The True Power of This World

The loud sound of metal collision echoed in the vast hall, and the collision of two huge solid iron blocks erupted a rough romance.

Reinhardt wanted to take back his warhammer, but he felt his hands go numb after being subjected to a huge shock force. A strong electric current was transmitted through his whole body in an instant, making him stiff, and the holy energy in his body flowed , It took a few seconds or so to eliminate this paralysis.

And in front of him, a steel giant with a faint thunder all over his body also withdrew his fist.

"Looks like I'll have to go to the logistics department and ask them to insulate the handle of my warhammer." Reinhardt moved his arm and said in a half-joking tone.

The steel giant let out a deep laugh, "You can just let them spray anti-magic paint on your full body armor, it is said that they are about to come up with this kind of thing." He hammered his chest, "Or Like me, recast a new body."

Reinhard's eyes dimmed immediately, "I'm sorry, Oleg."

They are now in the Hall of Valor, and after Isaacs defeated Odin, this place became the garrison of the Punishment Legion as a matter of course, and this steel giant named Oleg was once a major battalion of the Punishment Legion He is also the highest rank among the casualties of the Heavenly Punishment Legion in the Azsuna War.

The main function of the Hall of Valor is to accept the souls of warriors, so that they will not fall into the land of the dead, and the best of them will be reshaped to become Thundercast warriors. Now the Punishment Legion also enjoys such treatment.

But whether it is a heroic spirit or a Thundercast warrior, they have lost their human identity in essence, so Reinhardt still feels very guilty, and because of this, he voluntarily resigned from the post of legion commander and voluntarily reduced himself to an ordinary soldier .

Of course, no one would really treat him as an ordinary soldier.

"There's nothing to be sorry about. I feel pretty good now. I'm very satisfied with my new body, and being out of a human body has given me a new perspective on the world." Oleg shook his head slightly.

Their conversation ended here, because a low-pitched horn suddenly echoed in the Hall of Valor, which was a signal for assembly, and then an ethereal female voice sounded in their ears, "Punishment Legion, the master needs your strength."

Reinhardt and Oleg looked at each other, and left immediately without hesitation.

They came to the central square of the Hall of Valor, looked around, and found that not only some of the God's Punishment soldiers stationed in the Hall of Valor, but also the Legion of the Creator and some Vrykul spirits gathered.

Several Valkyries flapped their wings and floated in the air. The one in the middle was more slender and delicate than the other Val'kyr, but it had wider wings.Of course Reinhardt recognizes her, Artoria, God knows how this former female elf became what she is now, and has become the actual director of the Hall of Valor, even the new Val'kyr leader Heya must Follow her orders.

"This is an urgent call, warriors." Artoria said, "I can't tell you too much for now, please take your place immediately."

"We can also use the rank of promotion now, right?" A strong Vrykul heroic spirit asked.

"That's right." Artoria gave an affirmative answer.

There is a huge void in front of them, and layers of clouds and mist can be seen down from its edge, and when Reinhardt wondered what the "level of promotion" refers to, several Vrykul spirits said nothing , directly jumped down.

Reinhardt's cheeks twitched subconsciously, Holy Light, this is at least [-] meters above the sky.

But as the other Spirits and Thundercast warriors jumped down like dumplings, he realized that this was probably the way to leave the Hall of Valor.

And when it was his turn, Reinhardt gritted his teeth, regardless of whether this mode of transportation was suitable for his human body, he jumped down very alone.

The rapid fall made people feel uncomfortable, but there was no high-altitude cold wind as imagined. Reinhardt found that there were translucent barriers around him, and then his eyes were bright, and he couldn't see anything. A heat wave hits the face.

Your feet are on the ground, which is soft sand.

His eyesight gradually recovered, but the light was still very dazzling. Reinhardt found that they were in the desert, and all he could see was a long stretch of yellow sand. Only in the far distance were there any outlines of buildings.

Reinhardt felt dizzy in his head, where is this?There are not many places in Azeroth that show a desert look.

Arturia is still floating, her posture is calm and elegant. As a Valkyrie, she can easily go back and forth between the Hall of Valor and the ground without being so embarrassed like others.

"What are we going to do?" Reinhardt asked, looking up at her.

"This is Uldum, the southernmost tip of Kalimdor." Arturia replied: "There are three obelisks in this desert, and your task is very simple, to defeat their guardians and its occupation."

The mission instructions are very clear, and there is no need to ask about the reason. After all, Arturia conveyed His Highness's will, and she only needs to work according to the order.Reinhard just wanted to raise his hand to greet others, but put it down awkwardly. He is no longer the legion commander.

The wave of crossing suddenly appeared again, and Reinhardt glanced at the Protos crystal that suddenly appeared within ten seconds, and he immediately realized that there were others coming.

The crystal began to fluctuate, and soon a human wearing a cowboy hat turned over, and then two short and sturdy figures, one of them just let go of the turn and yelled, "This is it, Muradin, I I feel it! This dead and dead thing can finally be used!"

"Don't be surprised, Brian," said another dwarf grumpily. "Also, you have no right to complain that this thing is heavy, because I'm carrying it now!"

It was the Bronzebeard Brothers, and the other guy seemed to be from the Explorers' Association. Reinhardt glanced at him and found that the other guy was looking at the surrounding Heroic Spirits and Titan Creatures with great interest, and then he noticed Muradin's back A thick golden disc, evidently what the dwarves called a 'thing'.

"Look, the disc of Norgannon is starting to glow!" Brian was still excited, "There is a shocking secret waiting for us!"

Since the exploration of Uldaman was completed with the assistance of Isaacs, the Norgannon Disc has been placed in the Hall of the Explorers' Association for several years. Although it took a lot of effort, it was difficult to get anything useful from it. Information, for so many years, is almost a decoration.

But now there are signs that there is something in this desert that can resonate with the sound of the disc.

"I think we have to take it easy, Brian." The human wearing a cowboy hat said: "We have never been here before, and there may be some unknown danger."

"That's not your style, Jones boy. Look around you, that boy Isaacs has so many bodyguards for us! I've never felt so safe!" Brian continued yelling.

"Perhaps." Harrison Jones shrugged.

"There is a Titan facility in this desert." Arturia landed slowly, "Master may not have made it clear before, I will repeat it now, your goal is to find that facility and find out how to open it, but Don't act rashly afterwards, there is a very scary device inside, if you accidentally activate it, it will cause a very terrible disaster, "

"Disaster?" Brian swallowed subconsciously, "How terrible is the disaster?"

"All the creatures in this world will disappear." Artoria replied lightly.

……

At this time, thousands of kilometers away from Uldum, a dark floating battleship is flying on the sea. The Hyperion did not suffer any damage in the previous war, so it can be dispatched immediately only by calling the crew. .

Isaacs was on the bridge of the battleship right now, contemplating deeply.

N'Zoth seems to want to appear in advance, so some arrangements must be put on the agenda immediately. One way to deal with the ancient gods is to mobilize Azeroth's own power to deal with them, which is equivalent to using the planet's own immune system to eliminate parasites worm, theoretically minimizing the impact on Azeroth itself.

The Well of Eternity, the wound of this Azeroth has almost healed now, it is impossible to extract too much energy from it, and most of Azeroth's own power must maintain the world barrier, after all, the Burning Legion It is the most direct threat. Although he has the authority of the guardian, the power of the world that Isaacs can drive is still not much.

But the Titans made a lot of preparations when they left this world. There are two places that can be used as reserve energy. The life reshaping device located in the Origin Hall of Uldum is one of them. Azeroth formatting, that is, clearing all life forms to achieve the purpose of clearing the corruption of the ancient gods.

Naturally, Isaacs will not let it play its intended role, but if it can format the entire Azeroth, the energy stored in this device must be extremely amazing, so as the only current guardian of Azeroth, he Nature has the power to use it more rationally.

So he put Artoria in charge of Uldum, and at the same time he joined the Explorers' Association. They are obviously the best at things like archaeological puzzle solving, but Isaacs himself did not go to Uldum, but It was the Hyperion that drove to this sea area that was not marked on the map.

"Your Highness, there is no response from the radar, and there is no land nearby, let alone the New World," Matt said.

"Don't rush to judge, Matt." Isaacs smiled slightly.

Suddenly, a large amount of fog appeared, thickening almost instantly to the point of clouds, covering the Hyperion, and a special breath permeated the sky and the earth.

"Get ready to fight!" Matt immediately realized that this couldn't be normal weather conditions.

But Isaacs stopped him, "Don't worry."

His body turned into light, and the next moment these lights appeared outside the Hyperion, reconstituted his body.

Isaacs was suspended in mid-air, and glanced around lightly, "There's no need to be so pretentious, why not be more honest?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cloud and mist suddenly changed. After a surge, a pandaren soul emerged. He was wearing a flowing robe and had a detached demeanor.

"I am Shaohao, the last emperor of Pandaria." He said directly, "It seems that you did not intrude into my territory by accident, outsiders."

"It seems that I should also introduce myself." Isaacs said, but he did not report his name, but deliberately showed a breath.

Shaohao's calm posture disappeared, and his pupils suddenly shrank, but because of the dark circles under his eyes, it is not very obvious that his expression has changed.

This sense of resonance with the world...how is this possible?He accepted the power of the four holy spirits, defeated the six demons, and finally gave up his physical body to achieve a similar state, in order to integrate with Pandaria in a certain sense, but the young man in front of him...

"The purpose of my coming here is very simple. I want to get one thing, which is the engine of Nalak'sha located in the treasury of Mogu'shan, so please untie the mist of Pandaria." Isaacs said again.

That's right, his goal was that engine, and in fact he was quite familiar with it.

"It's impossible." Shaohao flatly refused.

"Why?" Isaacs tilted his head slightly, "Thousands of years have passed since the War of the Ancients, and the new round of invasion by the Burning Legion has also been shattered. This world is basically safe."

"I blocked Pandaria back then not only to isolate threats from the outside world, but also because Pandaria has a unique evil creature that can easily spread to the entire world if it is not restricted."

"You mean Shamo?" Isaacs narrowed his eyes, "It's just the remnants of a dead ancient god, what if I say I can solve them?"

(End of this chapter)