"You go back and prepare first, we will return to Azeroth soon."

Angmar said something to Yrel and walked towards Yolin.

During the month-long war, the three of them did not miss any large-scale battle. In the decisive battle, they participated in the infiltration and sabotage operation against the evil capital ship, and then entered the Dark Temple to eliminate the remnants of demons with the outer domain coalition forces.

I was exhausted now. After bandaging the wounds hastily, I just sat there and rested, not wanting to say anything more. Fortunately, everyone only suffered some superficial injuries.

Seeing Angmar approaching, Yolin and Dranosh stood up at the same time. Garrosh turned a blind eye and continued to clean his war ax that had long been curled.

"Let's change it to a better one."

Angmar blinked and then magically pulled out three weapons.

One of them was a crystal two-handed hammer infused with sacred energy, which he threw to Garrosh.

The second one was a battle ax enhanced with high-level enchantment. He originally wanted to give it to Brox Saurfang, who had fought alongside him in the War of the Ancients, after returning to Azeroth, but in An

He forgot about it when he pulled it. He gave it to Dranosh. As for Brox... he will return to Bandinor and ask the craftsman to forge a new one. He will give it to him next time he passes by Orgrimmar.

He's fine.

Finally, there is a staff that is about as long as one's body, with a body made of heavy holy metal, and a shadow crystal inlaid on the top.

The staff contains considerable sacred energy and shadow energy, which can amplify the casting of two spells. For this reason alone, it is enough to be called a good staff.

But its functionality goes far beyond that.

There are also a variety of rather mysterious spells solidified in it. Once activated, they can communicate with the holder's spirit, allowing them to learn sacred spells and relatively safe shadow spells under the guidance of Angma's influence.

Angmar has been at the end of the universe for a long time and has studied the void a lot. He commissioned craftsmen to mass-produce this kind of staff and enchanted it himself. He would select apprentices with talent and determination, and he would use them in this kind of situation.

With the help of a staff that can be used as an amplification or as a perfect teaching tool, you can learn the balance between light and shadow and become a "Shadow Priest" in the mouth of the mortal races of Azeroth.

He gave the staff to Jolin Deadeye.

After receiving the battle axe, Delanoche was stunned. He couldn't understand why this foreigner, who was highly respected by his mother-in-law, would give him such a handy weapon for no reason.

For a warrior, a weapon is an extension of life. He can see the extraordinary nature of this weapon at a glance. Whether it is the Mag'har orcs who are about to return to the primitive era due to population decline, or the former tribe, they all create

There is no such perfect weapon.

He wanted to refuse this kindness, but he couldn't bear to let it go.

"Take it, this is the reward you deserve. In this war, you have won glory for yourself."

Dranosh opened his mouth, and finally had to thank you: "Thank you, Lord Prophet. This is a... perfect battle axe."

Yolin was a little confused as to why he got a staff. However, Angmar ignored him and looked at Garrosh.

His crystal two-handed hammer was made by the craftsmen of the Holy Light Legion specifically for the Lightcast Draenei and members of the Draenei people. Regardless of the center of gravity, balance, or length, it is a bit difficult for an orc.

It's not very smooth. What's more, this is not his usual ax at all, but a warhammer?

However, it is not that Garrosh has not received relevant training in using the war hammer. Angmar believes that with Garrosh's talent, he can use it freely with a little adaptation.

At this time, the son, who had not yet gotten over the haze caused by his father's shameful behavior, felt quite embarrassed.

He didn't like Angmar, and he came to join the war just to comply with the request of Gaia An's mother, but unexpectedly, he finally got such a precious weapon.

It is not that there are no blacksmiths in Galadar, but due to the lack of supplies, it is difficult to even create farm tools and arrow clusters that meet the needs. In this month of war, several of the spare weapons he brought were scrapped, and nothing else

The reason is that the quality is too poor, the blades are basically curled, full of holes, and cannot be repaired.

And he didn't know that his weapon was actually the worst among the three weapons. He simply felt that the hammer head made of a whole piece of crystal was inferior to Bjorlin's staff and Dranosh's.

Tomahawks are much more valuable.

Although this is not his favorite weapon, he still can't look away. He is short-tongued and soft-handed. Now he is a little embarrassed to look at the foreigner in front of him.

"This is a weapon infused with sacred energy, what do you think?" Angmar asked.

"Uh... not bad. Thank you."

Angmar turned to Yolin again and said: "Yolin, I know you saw your own death. If you want me to answer your questions and resolve your concerns, I can clearly tell you the whole story of that scene. And I can also tell you

You, you don’t have to die. The secret of eternal life is contained in this staff. But at the same time... if you want to follow me to confirm or pursue that paragraph, then learn the knowledge in the staff. He

It allows you to master both holy and shadow spells at the same time - no orc has ever achieved such an achievement."

Yolin nodded silently, did not speak, and did not know what he was thinking.

"The next time you return to Draenor, if you succeed in your studies, I will open up a broader future for you. In addition..."

Angmar said to the three of them.

"The war is over, and Draenor is back in your hands. I think you still need to deal with problems such as the ogre threat. But after the situation in Garadar stabilizes, you can take Gaiaan

Go to Shattrath City. There is a teleportation channel in the city that connects Draenor and Azeroth. You can go there to meet your people and relatives."

Dranosh's eyes actually shone with light, and he looked quite expectant. But as soon as Garrosh heard the word "relatives," his expression quickly turned gloomy.

Angmar shook his head when he saw this and said: "Garrosh, it is human nature to make mistakes. In such an era, no one is immune. The elder shaman Ner'zhul, who is respected by all clans, has not committed a heinous crime.

, pushing the entire ethnic group into the bottomless abyss? To you, your father should only be a victim of a special historical period, not a symbol of shame. He has already killed Mannoroth and washed away the shame with practical actions.

Why should you be immersed in the past and unwilling to extricate yourself?"

Garrosh pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to talk more about this matter. Angmar just sighed and said no more.

"Okay, this is what I want to say to you. The next time we meet, it may be a long time later. I hope your people can have a bright future."

Angmar nodded and said goodbye to the three of them.

Before leaving, he suddenly turned around and said to Garrosh with deep meaning: "By the way, make good use of the sacred energy in that war hammer. If you find something, you might as well accept it. This will always allow you to

Find inner peace.”
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