Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1566 199. Sword Maiden also wants cool new skins! buy me buy me!

The bad guy   Blake obviously exaggerated the terribleness of the Alliance of the Holy Hammer.

   To be honest, Muradin was ready to lose his will like Lothar when he concluded the Alliance of the Holy Hammer. After all, according to Black, the "prophet", this was a rather great and glorious sacrifice.

   And as we all know, to do great things you have to pay a terrible price.

   But after Muradin really completed the Alliance of the Holy Hammer, the dwarf prince closed his eyes and waited for more than ten seconds, but he could still feel that various thoughts of his own were constantly popping up in his mind.

   So he opened his eyes suspiciously, and saw Blake, who had a hippie smile, bent over and stared at him.

   "Haha, were you deceived by me?"

  The smelly pirate laughed and said to Muradin:

   "Look at this stupid dog, do you really think that the artifacts made by the Titans are those crooks who need to sacrifice their souls? Oh, your short brains are really useless, such clumsy lies can deceive you.

   It's really unsatisfactory. "

"You bastard!"

   Knowing that he had been deceived, Muradin angrily waved the Earth Opponent in his hand and smashed it at Black, but as soon as he raised his hand, he felt the Holy Hammer warning him.

  Stern warning!

   Injuring this person in front of you will have a terrible impact on the future of the dwarves. Do not fight!

"Dry!"

  Muradin angrily put down the warhammer in his hand.

   He looked at Blake with a smug look on his face, he knew that this guy must be well aware of the shortcomings of the Holy Hammer Alliance, and he has begun to take advantage of these shortcomings.

  The binding force of the Alliance of the Hammer is real.

  Although it is not as terrible as the pirates make it up, Muradin pessimistically found that he really can't be himself freely, and whoever can fight and who can't in the future will have the final say of the Holy Hammer.

  , this is really bad.

   But aside from Muradin's unhappy mood, the other dwarf leaders were still in a good mood, especially Magni. After seeing that his younger brother did not have the Holy Hammer to take away his soul, he came forward and hugged him with joy.

   said some old-fashioned brotherly words.

   The Great Emperor Thaurissan, who was next to him, thumped his chest with regret when he saw this scene. He knew that Black was lying, and he should have taken the risk just now.

  If the hammer can stay in the dark iron clan

  The throne of the King of the Mountains is not available!

   "Okay, the weapons are finished. Let's go find some unlucky ghost to try the knife."

  Blake urged as if driving a bear child:

   "Go over to the Broken Cage, there are plenty of Void monsters for you to beat, especially you, Muradin, the power of the ruler means you have to spend more time learning how to manipulate it.

  The power out of control is a disaster for everyone, and I think no one knows this better than you.

   Roll quickly.

  I'm going to stay here and do something that belongs to me. Don't waste my precious time. Besides, Falstad, where are you going with the Hammer of Khaz'goroth?

   That is my friend's baby, I see you are really impatient. "

   Under the scolding of the pirates, the Wildhammer Lord, who planned to take the opportunity to take the relic of Khaz'gross, pouted, but still returned the holy hammer to the mysterious antlers in a regretful gesture.

   Dwarves are like that.

  They are noisy, enthusiastic, loyal to their friends, and ruthless to their enemies, but they are also alcoholic and violent, and have a bad habit of taking advantage and petty theft.

   It is not without reason that many people in this world love or hate dwarves.

At the urging of Black, a group of dwarves left here reluctantly. They had planned to stay here to learn from the Titan guardian blacksmiths like Ignis, or go to the giant's forging warehouse to appreciate the specialties. What about the molds used to make weapons for Guardian Warriors?

   But the leaders of the dwarves are very clear.

  Black has clearly stated that he wants to do some private things here. Considering the increasingly arrogant posture and power of this stinky pirate, it is better not to mess with him unless it is necessary.

   Judging from the way he rode the storm and descended from the sky before, it was no different from the gods in the stories of mortals.

   "Do I need to leave too?"

   Noir took out a tauren-style pipe quite melancholy and asked, this frustrated guy is very like a brother in love at the beginning of his life. He will always inadvertently see something inexplicable and think of his lost love.

   But it's not his fault.

  Who made his first relationship with the long dragon life talk to a dragon mother of the level of Sinestra? This is simply asking a young junior brother who has no experience at all to get an ultimate queen of the sea.

Isn't it normal for    to be counter-killed?

   "I suggest you go for a drink or something."

  Black saw that his allies were so useless, he could only sigh and say:

   "Ulduar's affairs are basically not a big deal, you can do what you want, I will contact you when something happens. Besides, Argus, are you sure you want to go?"

   "The Hammer of Khaz'goroth is only at its best in Azeroth."

   Heijiao exhaled a smoke ring and said in a dull tone:

   "Wherever I go, I will be targeted by demons. This is to cause trouble for you, and to go to a world without her. Even the wind there is unfamiliar."

   After finishing speaking, the guy grabbed the handle of the Holy Hammer and disappeared onto the platform of the Creation Furnace with a swoosh. As a result, there were only two people left in the place that was very lively before, Ignis and Blake.

   "Then, the mortal who holds the Tide Stone, what kind of answers are you looking for from me?"

  Ignis sat tiredly beside his beloved furnace. It looked at Black. The stinky pirate was not polite. He drew his weapon with a bang and strode towards the flame giant.

   This gesture is very similar to a fierce unloading to kill the donkey.

   But it’s not actually the case.

   "Show me my sword."

   When walking to the feet of Ignis, the pirate held up Salamaine, who was buzzing in his hands, and said to the furnace master:

   "After witnessing the dwarves forging their own artifacts, I realized that there is a good chance that my beloved weapon could also be fully forged with you.

   Although it is already very powerful, I know that it is only a half-finished product. "

   "Well, I do feel the breath of the highest realm that can be achieved as a weapon from your sword, but as you said, it is not complete."

  The Furnace Master took over the Salameni War Sword with his huge fingers, which the pirates needed to hold with both hands like toothpicks on the giant's fingers.

   But for a master blacksmith like Ignis, just touch and perception can allow him to complete the initial identification of a weapon.

  The flame giant silently looked at the elf sword, and the pirates also showed great patience.

   Anyway, he has nothing to do now except wait for the belated Xal'atas.

According to the reports of Frostpaw and Big Horn, who were wandering around, the battles were going very smoothly everywhere. The guardian of life, Freya, was the first to be rescued by the Holy Mother, and Hodir was killed by two a few minutes ago. The stone descendants teamed up to defeat, and because they were extracted from the anima, they were very weak and were sent to the "Battlefield Rescue Center of the Pure Mother" by the heroic spirits.

   The only troublesome place is the spark of wisdom.

   The two stupid beasts couldn't tell what the "battle situation" was over there, because they couldn't understand the "master trick" between King Mechagon and Mimiron at all.

This is normal.

   They're just two smarter beasts, and getting them to understand calculus or something is just too embarrassing.

   But from the reports of Frostclaw and Bighorn, Black can know that the "War of Wisdom" or "War of Knowledge" is going on on the Spark of Wisdom.

  You're an engineering idiot, so don't join in the fun, lest the obviously crazy Mimiron be pressed on the ground with his super IQ, and the pirates are not in the mood to abuse themselves.

   The real Titan Guardians are like this, and most of the other high-level Guardians who are wandering around in Ulduar must have been captured and sent to be the "sick" of the Pure Mother.

   In other words, Ulduar's war has come to an end after almost hours of fierce fighting.

   The least surface war is coming to an end.

  The next step is to deal with the trouble of the broken cage. Yogg-Saron and the Void Army he summoned should be fighting with the Heroic Spirit Legion there.

   It stands to reason that Black should run to join in the fun or help, but the pirates are not going to appear now. Counting Hodir and the Creation Forge, he has already helped the Heroic Spirit Legion twice.

   This is "free" twice "help"!

  Whether "free" or "help" are words that Blake doesn't like.

After several minutes of observation, Ignis the Furnace Master lowered the elven sword Salamaine at the tip of his finger and returned it to Black. In a regretful tone, he whispered:

   "It is indeed unfinished, and I see some clues in its forging method. Its makers hope that it can bring peace in those turbulent times, and they forged this 'Death Blade' with courage and glory.

   Well, forgive me for using that word to describe your sword.

But this sword can indeed bring terrible death to the enemy. This is the meaning given to the weapon at a symbolic level, just like the brand of the ruler, the king of the mountain, which was forged just now. The warhammer represents It's 'Unity' and 'The Pledge'.

   Your sword also has its own power.

   But what makes me regret is that you can't find a way to make up for it in the material world, because this world can't carry such a heavy death."

   "No no no!"

  Black stroked his sword, shook his head and corrected:

   "I think the symbolism given to my sword may be more of 'dominance'. You have seen Frostmourne. Well, you are stuck here like this, you must have never seen that sword of death.

  I think the knowledge of forging that magic sword can be used to complement my Salameni, and they will be given new names at that time.

   Like 'King's Sorrow' or 'Pirate's Sorrow' or something. "

   "We don't like that name!"

  The Black Sword Maiden Eremeni shouted in Black's spirit:

   "What is 'Pirate's Mourning', it's too bad, it's downgrading us all of a sudden, and besides, what's a pirate to mourn?

   My sister and I are so happy to see how heartless you are every day.

   You might as well call those two nasty weak knives that harass us all day 'Pirate's Pleasure' or 'Pirate's Pleasure' or something. "

   "I agree with my sister this time."

  Shalator, the sword girl with the white sword, who has always been steady, also said:

   "But I think we can accept the first name the master said. The so-called 'Sarameni' means 'Glory of the Queen of the Elf' in the hidden language created by the ancient elf sages.

   It's not unacceptable to change the name to 'Sorrow of the King'. This name is cold and dark, and I think it is very suitable for my new form in the future with my sister.

   But master, we said before that we are patient enough to wait for the day when we are filled.

   You don't have to be so anxious.

The skill of    forging us is very different from the skill of Titan forging that this giant has mastered. It may be powerful, but it can't help us become more deadly or elegant. "

   "I'm just trying my luck."

  Blake smiled and patted the black and white swords suspended beside him. He raised his head and said to the king of giant flames who was looking at him and his two sword girls curiously:

   "I'm sorry you can't help. Take a break and start your forging. The battle of Argus is only a few days away, and your next work will be very heavy."

   "Wait, the master of the magical Tidestone, I have a ruthless request."

  The king of flame giants looked at Black who was leaving, and he made his own request, but when the pirate heard that he wanted to help, he immediately quickened his pace. He didn't want to help anyone now.

   "I can pay you!"

  Ignis was in a hurry, so he shouted to try to keep him.

   In the next instant, the pirate reappeared beside the King of Flame Giants with a whistle. He coughed and straightened his armor very gentlemanly.

Say:

"Oh, you said earlier that you needed help. If you said I didn't know you needed help, how would I know if you didn't say it? As for remuneration, it depends on everyone serving the cause of the Pantheon. On, I'll barely accept you 200%.

   Don't worry, don't be prudent, this is what I should do.

  Tell me, generous giant, what kind of service do you want humble Blake Shaw to do for you? "

  The pirate licked his lips and said:

   "Do you want me to help you kill all the frost giants who have been your enemies for generations? No problem! This job is very simple and easy, and I will definitely help."

   "No no no, don't say such a terrible thing, Tidestone Master."

   The master of the furnace shook his head, sitting in front of his own large furnace, he said in a weary tone:

"I want to forge weapons for the Heroic Spirit Legion and the warriors who are about to set foot on the fel heart to save the gods, and I also need to forge a weapon that fits my hand, but now Ulduar is in vain, and the materials I have stored are all Taken by the hateful Old Gods to spread its contamination throughout Northrend by creating vicious saronites throughout Northrend.

   I desperately need some premium goods to finish my work.

  I sensed the elemental aura from the Maw of the Abyss and the Deepwater Continent from you. The Tidehunter and the Stone Mother are your allies. There is no doubt about this, which means that the Balrog is your enemy.

  I don't know when you are going to crusade it, but when you are ready to go to war, let me know, and I will bring my assistants to the rich fire realm with you to gather enough materials.

The ore and essences of the    Elemental Realm can forge armor and shattering blades for warriors to withstand fel energy.

   I know this is an excessive requirement. Letting mortals fight against the elemental monarch is equivalent to death, but I think you should have a good chance of winning if you have the Tide Stone in your hands. "

   "Ah this."

  The pirate widened his eyes and looked at the good cannon fodder who took the initiative to send to the door in front of him. He originally thought about how to fool a few Titan guardians to attack the elemental plane with him.

  I didn't expect this to be delivered directly to your door.

  The "generousness" of the furnace master made the stinky pirate feel a little embarrassed. He coughed twice, frowned with a look of embarrassment, and said:

   "You're right, it's very difficult for me to bring people to the past, plus you guys who are not good at fighting. But it's all for the cause of the Pantheon, I can't let you down.

   Well, you pay me twice as much.

   I mean, you exchange my reward for armor and weapons that can resist fel energy, and I will find a way to take you there.

  I'll let you know when the time comes, so don't think it's too expensive.

   It is difficult to enter the elemental territory, let alone bring you along.”

   "No no no, I can understand the difficulty of this job."

   The furnace-handling man laughed and said:

  "I think the price is very reasonable, the master of the magical Tidestone, you have shown the beautiful quality of fearlessness and bravery, you must be the miracle that the Pantheon has shaped in this world.

  hooahah, it's a blessing for the noble titans to have your help. "

   (end of this chapter)