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Chapter 335: Salamani: Sword of Sorrow

"Ding Ding Ding!"

A hammer made of energy was hitting Sarameni. Various precious materials were added continuously. It was not until a piece of blue crystal was integrated into this strangely shaped weapon that a sigh of relief could be heard in the air.

The user of the Hammer of Energy has a pair of sharp horns on his head and wears a robe similar to that of a psychic. Light surges in one of his hands, and in the other hand he holds the Sarameni.

He is the Lord of Soldiers.

When Anser attacked the Maw, the Winter Queen raided the Tower of Damned Souls with all her might and finally rescued the Lord of Arms.

Outside the forging room, the Ice Queen whispered to Anser:
"Thanks to Prince Renathal, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have found the 'Rune Carver' so quickly. Now with the help of the Lord of Arms, we will soon break through Castle Nathria and kill the traitor Denathrius."

Anser was thinking of something else:

"What does the Lord of Arms say? How long will it take for Salameni to recover? What does He suggest we do?"

Sylvanas Windrunner interjected, "It will take seven days. He told us that you could defeat Zor'al. But you could not kill Denathrius."

Anser said dissatisfiedly:

"Why? The Eight Virtues are not okay?"

The Ice Queen knew this problem, but the Lord of Arms did not tell Sylvanas Windrunner the reason.

"The Lord of Arms said that Denathrius has a magic sword called Lemonia. You can destroy Denathrius's body, but you cannot destroy the sword.

That sword has a remarkable history."

“Only by opening Zaremetis and taking your mother’s legacy can you shatter the sword and kill Denathrius and Zoval. Then you can completely quell the turmoil in the Shadowlands.”

"Really? Is this God's will? Isn't this the same as my plan?" Of course, Ansher didn't say this out loud.

"But I only have the Yuanchu Ring, and I need to collect all the seals."

The Ice Queen said:
“I will give you my mark. So will the Lord of Arms. We already have two. I suspect the Arbiter’s mark is in Zoval’s possession. We also need Denathrius’s and Zoval’s own.”

Anser patted the Ice Queen on the shoulder. "Thank you for your help. It's not needed yet. We have to get Denathrius's first, and then Zovar's."

"Now let's wait for the Lord of Arms to finish recasting Sarameni!"

The Ice Queen said:
"The Lord of Arms has unrivaled counsel, and He says He has summoned one of His friends.

He will help us in Zaremets."

Anser knew that Sylvanas did not understand the Lord of Arms' strategic ability:
"The Lord of Arms has a powerful friend who can help Him spy on the battlefield and ensure that His plans are foolproof."

"Let's take a good rest for a few days. Then we'll proceed as planned." In order to restore his strength, Anser chose to return to his birthplace.

As soon as she left the Ice Queen, Sylvanas breathed a sigh of relief.

"Taylan, aren't you surprised?"

Anser felt a little uncomfortable, but still asked, "What's strange?"

Sylvanas whispered, "Don't you think you've seen the mark of the Lord of Arms somewhere before?"

Anser shook his head: "I don't remember."

Sylvanas Windrunner is a person with a good memory and is very careful.

"Kel'Thuzad, that's it. You were concentrating on the battle with Archimonde, but you fought Kel'Thuzad first. The great lich used a spell called Death and Decay."

"In ancient Thalassian, the name of that magic should be read as"

"Eternal silence and withering!"

"That's the name." Sylvanas Windrunner repeated seriously.

"You fought the demon lord on the ground. Later, I rode on a dragon eagle to support Christasa in the air against the frost dragon.

I saw the full picture of the magic, it was like a four-leaf clover that kept flashing. It was exactly the same as the mark of the Lord of Arms. "

She didn't say that the runes on the Frostmourne in Arthas's hand were very similar to the mark of the Lord of Arms, and that the Frostmourne that was slashing at him was a nightmare that she would never be able to get rid of in her life.

And that weapon doesn't mean anything. All the famous weapons in the entire Shadow Realm are the creations of the Lord of Weapons.

Now everyone knows that the Jailer and Emperor Denathrius are in the same group. The alliance they formed has become a force in the Shadow Realm that can fight against the old master. It is only natural for them to give the sword to Arthas through the Nathrezim.

But Sylvanas Windrunner knew that this was not normal. But Anser might not change his mind. The Eternals in the Shadow Realm always recognized the Lord of Arms's strategy and character. He was a man of few words, but he always spoke to the point. He was always trustworthy.

Sylvanas knew how terrible the power of inertia was. For example, when He called Anser "Tyran", He had begun to respond to Him subconsciously. Because He and He had been through life and death together many times, and it had been several years. They had adventured together, traveled together, and even fled together, and had gone through countless difficult years together.

Many people think that Sylvanas Windrunner is a cold goddess, beautiful but cruel. But in fact, she is not like that at all. Under her stubborn appearance, she has a soft heart, and she relies more on the people around her than Jaina.

Many people may not believe it. In fact, you only need to carefully analyze the story in World of Warcraft to know it. He and Nathanos Maris are both master and apprentice, and also lovers.

Many people regard Nathanos Marris as a lackey of Sylvanas Windrunner.

But the truth is that Sylvanas took the initiative to get along with Nathanos. It sounds ridiculous, but this is the truth. In other words, the queen who is known as aloof actually has a little woman in her heart. She wants to live a normal woman's life without being bound by responsibilities and duties. She can even give up many things that others dream of for this.

Remember when Arthas was killed on the Frozen Throne? He failed to kill his enemy himself, but what was his choice?
He had heard the Jailer's prophecy at that time. But He chose to jump down from the Frozen Throne. She chose to end her cursed life and end this eternal torment.

If an ambitious person were to make this choice, would he?
She became the Queen of the Dead for survival and revenge. As soon as she escaped from the Lich King's mental control, she immediately contacted the Alliance and the Horde through various channels. She wanted to seek new shelter. But later the Horde chose to accept the Forsaken.

It can be said that this choice caused the Alliance to lose its absolute advantage in the East Continent and provided the tribe with a fulcrum on the ground to compete for the East Continent. This was a major strategic decision-making error.

This kind of decision-making must not only consider personal feelings and gains and losses. It must also consider the interests of the country and the people as a whole. If Garithos could temporarily put aside personal grudges like Tyran Fordring and think more about the future of the Alliance, perhaps the situation would be greatly different. Relying on the power of humans and high elves, he may be able to gain a living space.

There is no distinction between good and evil countries, nor between right and wrong. There are only eternal interests between countries, not eternal friends. Sometimes, for the sake of long-term interests, we have to choose to give up immediate interests. Of course, this is difficult and requires great courage and determination.

Everyone has two sides, and Sylvanas is no exception. Her yearning for love and her expectation for family happiness are no different from those of an ordinary woman.

What makes her different from ordinary little girls is that once she chooses a target, she will take the initiative to attack. Her actions are all wrapped up in a stubborn and cold appearance. Or maybe it's just tsundere.

So after Tyran Fording got into trouble, she chose to follow Him here without hesitation. She still couldn't let Him go.

Anser frowned and thought for a moment:

“The Lord of Soldiers is originally a master of psychic arts. All psychic arts are his creation. Death and Decay is his signature skill.

We have always believed in Him!"

Sylvanas wanted to say, has it always been right? When a new leader starts to manage a group, the last thing he wants to hear is "We have always been like this before."

So the first thing a new official does when he takes office is to burn out the old rules, which are the legacy of his predecessor.

Sylvanas knew that her purpose was not to get involved in the disputes between these powerful Eternals; her goal was Tyran Fordring.

He was the eternal lover in her heart. Anyone could die except Him, including Himself.

In her mind, she had already connected many things together. This was a big conspiracy woven by a clever guy. Their target was either the Godhead or the Star Soul. It was something He could not interfere with.

This may have been planned for many years, even since Taelan Fordring came to Dalaran.

And the only thing he cared about was Tyran Fording. He looked at the stubborn Anser. He suddenly thought, when Anser was weakened, would Tyran Fording be able to come back?
She is not Jaina. She loves Taelan, but she can give up her love for her child.

But she wouldn't. She wasn't that noble, she was very selfish. She silently felt the power growing in her body, and then made up her mind.

What she was most worried about now was that if Anser died, would Tailan die immediately after him? She had to wait.

"Perhaps you are right. But you still have to be careful." In this world, time is the most ruthless. The surface of Ardenweald is still the same, with the leaves of the trees withered and yellow. But its inner world is completely different from the withered and decayed one. The powerful aura of Taelan Fordring can already cover the entire Shadow Realm. It is constantly using His power to assimilate and heal this world.

Soon Ansor completed his recovery, and when he returned to Ardenweald, an unexpected scene appeared before his eyes.

An incomparably powerful force spewed out from the abyss, and that power was so familiar.

That is the power of Azerite!
"No, this is impossible! How could Ezelena lend her power to Him?"

At this time, several tall figures walked over.

The top man had two horns on his head and was wearing a spiritual robe. He was the Lord of Arms.

Behind him was the Ice Queen, who was looking at Anser with concern.

Behind them was a winged Kyrian. She was Gristia, the eldest daughter of the Kyrian leader. Behind her followed a little blue man. If it was Taelan Fording, he would definitely recognize him. He was Pelagius. In the future, he would play an important role.

The Ice Queen spoke first:
"Anser, my love. A big thing happened in the past few days. Zoval, who was defeated by you, has become even stronger. I got the news from Castle Nathria that the Jailer activated a mysterious thing. He extracted a lot of power from the Azeroth we guard."

Anser nodded, his tone filled with anxiety: "Yes, that is the power of Azeroth. How did it do that?"

The Lord of Arms is not silent:

"Great Son of God, that was all Denathrius's doing.

I see everything through the Eye of Domination.

Among his descendants, the Nathrezim, there is a fellow named Jinteisa. She seduced one of your creations, a kobold. They dug a huge cave deep underground in Northrend, Azeroth, and installed a mysterious machine in a magic circle. "

Sylvanas saw Anther kill Tichondrius.

"Tichondrius! He fled to Northrend."

The soldier said in a calm tone:
"You've been fooled. Tichondrius has become a scapegoat. He must be trying to compete with Jintaisa for credit! He must be Denathrius's man. He went to activate the machine. As a result, he helped Jintaisa lure you away."

"When you returned to the Shadowlands, Jintessa activated the device and began stealing the power of Azeroth."

That is the homeworld of Sylvanas Windrunner. She interrupted:
"We have to stop him! What on earth does he want to do by extracting the power from our world? Use that power to defeat Anser?"

The commander thought for a while and said:

“Of course they have this purpose. But their ultimate goal is to use these powers to reshape the entire multiverse. I think this may be the reason why Zorval was able to cooperate with Denathrius.”

Sylvanas blurted out:

"How can He do such a thing?"

The Lord of Arms did not blame Sylvanas for interrupting.

"I have obtained the prophecy. That machine cannot be shut down. It was created by your mother after she awakened from the endless darkness together with the Primordial Serpent, the Lord of the Void. They used that machine to extract the energy of the world singularity, Zaremetis, to create the entire universe."

"This machine was already buried in the Maw. They copied it."

Anser said:
"They copied it and had my descendants install it in Azeroth?"

"Yes."

Sylvanas Windrunner hid behind Anser helplessly. He should ask how they could copy the machine, not why it was placed in Northrend!
Anser said: "So we must end Zoval as soon as possible and then find a way to enter Zaremetis?"

The Lord of Arms waved his hand, and a brand new set of armor appeared in front of everyone.

"Now the Jailer Zorval is more powerful than before. With the support of Azeroth's energy, his ability to control the power of dominance and the power of using sorrow and torture have been enhanced. This will bring us new troubles.

Fortunately, I have completed the forging of the Titan Armor."

Sylvanas ignored the restrictions of her identity and walked out from behind Ansir again without letting him put on armor.

"I heard that at the Titan's power level, the armor enhancements are no longer effective. Why bother changing it? I think your current armor style is good enough."

She would not trust the Lord of Soldiers, and the flower of death had always been in her heart.

Before Anser could speak, the eldest daughter Gristia said:

"Mortal, I hope you are aware of your status. This is not the place for you to interrupt casually."

Anser's brows immediately frowned.

"This is my friend. She is right. These armors are of little use to me. It is better to distribute them to those who need them."

At this time, Pelagius suddenly stood up.

"The situation is chaotic now, and everyone is a suspect. No one can prove that they are not Zovaar's lackey. I am willing to wear this armor first. Let's see if it has any effect on demigods."

The Kyrians were the first to come to Ardenweald to support Anther. Pelagius was the first Kyrian to come here. It was at his suggestion that Gristia came here.

Pelagius is an upright person. Although he is a bit stubborn, he is not stupid.

He did not even ask for the eldest daughter's approval, but walked directly to the armor. With the help of his spiritual power, he quickly put on the mighty armor. Then he used his innate ability to sense silently.

"What a powerful forging ability. As expected of the 'Eternal'."

He did not mention the name of his lord, but took off his armor, handed it to Anser, and nodded to his old master.

Anser no longer had any doubts. He quickly changed his armor. He finally changed out of the suit of judgment that had been with him for many years.

Anser sensed it silently. This magical armor can indeed provide benefits to the Eternal. Although the effect is weak, it is still a slight improvement.

He did not hesitate any longer and took the new 'Salamani' given to him by the Lord of Arms.

The Lord of Arms watched as Anser picked up the weapon and used his own power to light the new sword:

"This is the most powerful weapon in the entire physical universe. It is now called 'Salameni King's Sorrow'."

"He represents the compassion of the Son of the Mother God for mortals and the reverence of departed souls."

At this moment, the dust has settled.

Anser was infected by a strange emotion. He felt unprecedentedly powerful!
"Very good! Now let us rush to the Maw and put an end to the Jailer's evil plan."

"Too many people have lost their lives because of his evil plans. It's time for him to pay for what he has done."

However, the Lord of Arms stopped Him.

He took out a four-leaf clover-like mark and said to Anser:
"This is the seal of the covenant of Maldraxxus."

"Our target should be Castle Nathria!"

"The King's Sorrow is very powerful, but it is a dead thing. The dead can never defeat the living."

“Life represents change, unlike death which remains unchanged. Change is the eternal theme.

We have to deal with Denathrius first. He is the Jailer's right-hand man. If you want to deal with a big problem, you have to break it down into several small ones. "

"Starting small is the right way to solve big problems. Not only must we defeat Denathrius, but we must also seize his weapon, Lemonia. Then I will see if I can strip away its sword spirit and use it to strengthen Sarameni.

Let's go! Let's kill Denathrius and eliminate the Jailer's evil accomplices!"

(End of this chapter)