There was an exclamation in the crowd. Magni took a simple iron box from the attendant and said to the stunned Regan: "Maybe I still need half a pint of your blood. Young man, only the blood of the Holy Light Apostle can awaken Regan.
The Powerful Power of the Zeb Crystal"
"Oh my God!" Even Varian was shocked this time, "Old Magni, wasn't the Rezeb crystal used to create the Ashbringer? Why do you still have one?!"
The dwarf king's beard almost stood up proudly: "Do you think a master blacksmith would throw all the materials into the furnace like an apprentice? Let me tell you, the Ashbringer only used half of it.
The crystal and half of it are in this box!"
Regan, whose brain was in chaos, asked in disbelief: "Your Majesty, are you saying that you want to use the Rezebu crystal that created the Ashbringer to build a weapon for me?"
"Yes! And it is a weapon that is no less inferior to the Ashbringer!" Magni said loudly
No one knows the power of the Ashbringer better than the Scarlet Crusaders. It is said that this Crusader holy sword can turn thousands of undead into ashes in an instant, and the key material for casting this holy sword is what the dwarves call Rui.
Zeb Crystal
——In the last battle of the Second War, the alliance army led by Anduin Lothar and Orgrim's orc alliance fought at the foot of Blackstone Mountain, and the high-ranking lord of the Silver Hand, Alessandro Mog,
Lenny killed a Blackstone tribe dark mage in the battle and found a shadow crystal from him
Ten years later, the Scourge appeared in Northrend in northern Xinjiang. Mograine, Isilien, and Abidis (these three people became the "Big Three" of the Scarlet Crusade), the assassin Duan,
Prosecutor Fairbanks and Lord Tirion Fordring of Hearthglen were discussing how to resist the invasion of natural disasters in the Southsea Town Inn in Old Hillsbrad. Mograine took out this Rezebu crystal.
Proposed the theory that "light cannot exist alone without darkness", so Duane, Ethan Lean and Fairbanks worked together to infuse the power of holy light into the Rezebu crystal, making it the source of shadow.
The crystal was reborn as a sacred source, and this reborn crystal was forged by Magni into the powerful holy sword of the Scourge - the Ashbringer.
Even though the master of the Holy Sword, Lord Mograine, has long since fallen, the reputation of the Ashbringer is still praised by people on the continent from generation to generation. Regan looked at the cheering crowd with some dizziness. He couldn't believe this great honor that was about to come.
belongs to oneself
Magni carefully opened the iron box, and a piece of golden crystal slowly floated up amidst people's exclamations. It could be clearly seen that the crystal had been cut irregularly, but no one would express contempt for it -
—Because the other half has created a myth
The dwarf king solemnly took out his hammer - this blacksmith's hammer that has created countless magical weapons, and is also an invincible war hammer that has sealed the souls of countless undead and orcs.
"Dang, Dang, Dang", Regan could almost hear thousands of souls working with Magni to temper this piece of peerless crystal. The Dwarf King did not quench the material like ordinary blacksmiths, he just used his own crystal with all his heart.
The indestructible war hammer struck the crystal hard, and the entire Ironforge seemed to be immersed in this strange rhythm. Everyone opened their mouths and watched as the Rizebu crystal, which was not afraid of water and fire, slowly deformed under the hammer until it turned into a crystal.
The appearance of the sword's handle
Magni let out a long breath and took out the hilt of the thorium sword that he had prepared.
"Holy Light!" Regan heard the dwarf noble next to him swallow his saliva. Varian also looked at the golden sword formed on Magni's hand slightly absent-mindedly.
"It's done!" Magni wiped his sweat, "Boy Regan, what happens next depends on you."
Regan took a deep breath and walked to the anvil with everyone's envious eyes. He prayed silently for a moment, picked up the dagger and was about to draw it to his wrist.
Suddenly, a noisy voice from the crowd interrupted his movements, "Oh my God, what's wrong with this elf? She's as hot as a burning coal!" Regan looked towards the place where the sound came from in panic, and saw
Several dwarves were helpless and shouted, and the elf who fell to the ground was none other than Sophie, who was all red.
Ragen dropped his dagger, pushed aside the dwarves surrounding him, and helped the unconscious elf up. Varian and Magni looked at each other and followed.
"Why does she have such a severe fever!" Reigen touched Sophie's hot forehead. The heat from the elf almost set Reigen on fire.
"We should find a doctor to treat her as soon as possible." Varian looked at the strange scarlet spots appearing on Sophie's skin. "This is definitely not an ordinary fever."
Magni nodded and shouted: "Drake! Put down your damn wine glass and come quickly to see this girl!"
A dwarf with wine foam on his beard ran over, glanced at Sophie briefly, and then said roughly: "My king, don't look at it, this elf must have exercised strenuously and then stood on the snow.
The wind blows in the big forge, and I am overwhelmed by the heat again. I only need to sleep for a while and the heat will subside."
After hearing this, Regan breathed a sigh of relief: "That should be it. This is the first time she has left the warm and humid Darnassus. The severe cold in Khaz Modan is indeed a disaster for the elves. Thank you, respected physician."
"Wait a minute," Varian stopped Regan, who was about to carry the elf back to the hotel, "Have you ever seen a fever reach this level, and how do you explain the spots on her body?"
"Don't you believe in my medical skills? Your Majesty the King!" Draco, who had been so proud just now, widened his eyes and protested with the smell of alcohol. A stubborn dwarf cannot tolerate others looking down on his skills, not even the king!
"You idiot who only knows how to drink!" Magni was also angry, "Did my brother's suspicions be wrong? Look at this elf's small body, these red spots are almost on her clothes, don't tell me that
It’s their popular style this year!”
Draco muttered something in a low voice, put on his glasses and examined them carefully. The dwarf's disapproving expression slowly became serious. When he turned the elf's right arm over, everyone let out a low exclamation. A bowl
Ugly scars the size of your mouth appeared ferociously in front of everyone
"What's going on! Is this what you call just a fever?" Magni asked Draco loudly, and the dwarf doctor turned red with shame.
"Forget it, my brother," Varian comforted, "What matters now is Miss Sophie's injury. She came to help us on the order of the High Priest of Tyrande. This venerable elf must not be allowed to escape.
What an accident?”
Regen knocked his head in annoyance: "I remember, she was slightly injured that day in the battle with the Dragon Man. At that time, I thought it was nothing serious and didn't pay attention. Who would have thought that the injury turned out to be so serious?
!Just now she told me that she was fine, luckily she could endure it all the way!"
Drake said with some guilt: "In my opinion, this wound will continue to get worse unless a complete cure is found."
Magni glared at him and shouted: "You are the only doctor here! Do you still want us to teach you?"
"Please listen to me, my king," Draco said with a bitter face, "This young lady's wound has a very terrible shadow curse attached to it. As an ordinary doctor, I am completely powerless."
"Damn black dragon!" Regen gritted his teeth and cursed viciously, "When I catch that hateful female dragon, I will skin her with my own hands!"
"Calm down, Paladin!" Varian said seriously, "Don't be dazzled by hatred at any time. Clear judgment is our most powerful weapon to defeat the enemy. If you lose patience in the face of such a setback, then
How should we face that cruel and cunning black dragon?"
Regen took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "What you are teaching me, Your Majesty, maybe we should ask those warlocks who are proficient in curse spells for countermeasures now?"
"Yes! How could you forget these weird guys," Magni suddenly realized, "Come, come with me to the secret area and let them have a look!"
——I have to say that Ironforge is indeed very big. It actually took a quarter of an hour to ride a horse from the big forge to the secret area. Regen anxiously looked at the hot elf in his arms. He had always thought of this kind of feeling for his partners.
It's not the so-called "love", but when he saw Sophie's haggard but still beautiful face, his heart trembled slightly. He always felt that at this moment, he wanted to forget about revenge against the country, and even wanted to
Trade your own life for her health
However, this emotion made the anxious knight go crazy. He kicked the poor horse under him with the spurs of his boots, as if this could relieve the pain in his heart. This sight was clearly visible to the two kings following him.
, Magni asked Varian in a low voice: "Are you sure this is your candidate? It seems a bit too impetuous."
Varian smiled and said disapprovingly: "My brother, when Tiffin passed away, I was even more miserable than he was. If it weren't for Anduin who still needed me to raise him, I think I might have gone with her long ago.
Unforgettable love is a must for every young person.”
The dwarf smacked his lips: "But if you plan to let him ascend to that position, the enemies he faces will not be bullied by him like that horse."
Varian shook his head slightly, and his deep gaze seemed to penetrate the space: "Don't underestimate this young man. Although it seems that his strength is not strong at present, as a human being recognized by the Holy Book, he
How could he be a mediocre person?"
While he was talking, everyone had already arrived at the secret magic area. Regan dismounted and rushed directly into the secret magic hall with Sophie in his arms. A group of dwarf apprentices who were learning spells were screamed by him. Fortunately, Magni came in and stopped the preparations.
The furious dwarf assassin Toller, otherwise he might not be able to be saved, and he might have to fight first
Toler checked Sophie's wounds with a straight face and said stiffly: "It's too late, the shadow curse has penetrated deep into her soul. If the curse is to be lifted, the soul attached to it will be shattered together. Even the god of arcane magic
Norgannon could not save her life."
Varian sighed slightly and was about to comfort Regan, but when he saw the knight holding the elf's hands with empty eyes, he could only swallow his words.
"Let's go out and leave them alone for a while," Varian said to everyone.
"Your Majesty, I think the elf lady may be saved," a timid dwarf apprentice whispered.
"What?" Regen pounced on me like a cheetah, "Tell me, what can you do?"
Master Tol saw the evil knight almost lifting poor little Tok up. He yelled, picked up his staff and struck the knight mindlessly. The whole secret hall was in chaos.
"Stop it!" The roaring Varian startled Magni, who was about to speak next to him, and glared at Regan, who was breathing heavily. The Storm King looked at the dwarf apprentice with piercing eyes, "Tell me your
Name, little mage"
"My name is Tok...Tok Sparks, and I am Mr. Toller's student," the young apprentice said uneasily.
"You just said that there is a way to lift this elf lady's...curse. Is this true?"
"Yes, Your Majesty," Tok replied honestly, "I once heard people say that when the Rezebu Crystal was still in its shadow state, High Lord Mograine's hand was burned by it, but later this piece
After the crystal was purified into a sacred source, it healed the great lord's pain. I think whether it is the shadow curse or the shadow spell, their origin is the shadow from the void. To completely eradicate them, we still have to use the Rezebu crystal.
"
The little dwarf paused, looked at the room full of people who seemed to be demented, and asked timidly: "Is there something wrong with what I said?"
"You're right, kid," Varian smiled and shook his head, "It's just that we didn't think of it. What do you mean by that old saying of your dwarves?"
"It's dark under the lamp!" Magni said, and then he turned his head and looked seriously at the ecstatic Paladin, "Regan, I have just officially transferred the Rezebu crystal to you, if you want to use it
We have no objection to curing this lovely elf lady, but I hope you can think about it yourself - half a piece of Rezebu crystal can make history, and now an artifact that can make you famous in history is placed in front of you."
"Thank you for your reminder, Your Majesty," Regan said sincerely, "No matter how precious the artifact is, it is insignificant in the face of life. I will never regret today's decision."
Magni nodded in approval, and the attendant took out the crystal that had been cast into the shape of a sword. According to Tok's method, Magni used his war hammer to knock the crystal into powder, and then mixed it with holy water and poured it on Sophie's face.
on the wound
Sure enough, not long after, the terrifying scar began to crack, and streams of foul-smelling black smoke seeped out from it. As the last black smoke dissipated, the scarlet spots on Sophie's body began to slowly disappear, and her body temperature
It also gradually returned to normal
The elf let out a hoarse groan and slowly opened his eyes under the gaze of everyone.
"Holy light bless you!" Nervous Regan relaxed and almost fell to the floor.
Varian and Magni looked at each other and smiled, then turned around and said to everyone: "Let's get out of the way first. Knight Regan probably has a lot of private things to talk to the lovely elf lady."
Regen awkwardly sent away the winking dwarf king, and then walked to Sophie's side.
The weak elf stared at the overwhelmed paladin with a playful look at this moment: "Don't you have anything to say to me, Mr. Knight?"
"Have a good... rest," Lei Gen, who had been brewing for a long time, choked out a sentence, "We will... in two days..."
But the murmuring knight was immediately interrupted; the soft body with the fragrance of violet rushed into his arms, and the soft lips sealed the words he had not yet had time to say. Regen could not help but hug this body tightly.
Almost melting his body
After a long while, the two of them separated out of breath. Sophie, whose face seemed to be rosier, hooked her arms around Regen's neck, whispered in his ear and asked: "Tell me, why did you give up that sword? My knight."
"So you heard everything?" Regan's earlobe was gently bitten by the elf, and he turned his head slightly as he was almost aroused by desire.
"Well," some dissatisfied elves chased his ears relentlessly, "Our night elves' bodies and souls are not very closely connected, and sometimes they can even desert, so I don't care about everything you said.
Can you tell me why you gave up the chance to become a legend?"
Regan leaned down and kissed the elf's slender and white neck, "Because I fell in love with something thousands of times more important than this sword, I decided to devote everything to protect her in the rest of my life. I am
The warrior of the Holy Light is also your warrior, dear Sophie."