"I'm sorry we checked your storage ring, and inside we found this weapon, it's a relic of the Titan Guardian Tyr, Lord Tyr is kind to our dragon legion, so please allow us to worship this relic and it shouldn't be given to mortals. ”

In the face of Crassus's explanation, Edlan couldn't help it, the Holy Hammer didn't recognize his master, and he couldn't force it, so he couldn't say that I should go back and give it to Uther to use, right? Edlan nodded and said regretfully, "I see." Although I was fortunate enough to have this artifact, I regret that I was unable to recreate it in its former glory. ”

"Well, you're a smart guy, so take this, a big storage fanny pack, it's a lot bigger than your old storage ring. Take your pick, the treasures that the Dragon Legion possesses, and you can put all the treasures in your pocket except the sacred ones we worship until they are full, and we of the Dragon Legion will not be stingy with the rewards of our partners who show us friendship...... Then I'll come back to you in half an hour. Crassus left with a handsome smile, and left in a flash.

Is this an extra compensation for the Dragon Legion after leaving the Holy Hammer? Edlan thought, but after a moment, his mood was overwhelmed, because as he looked around, he saw a lot of things that were unusually familiar to him in his "previous life", which made him instantly forget the belonging of the Holy Hammer, which was like a chicken rib to him!

The treasure house in front of him was too big for him to imagine, I am afraid that this is a huge treasure trove built according to the body standards of a dragon, and Adlan initially estimated that if it was measured by human footsteps, it would take a few hours to walk to the end. And there is no door here, it should be an independent space, and it must be someone approved by the Red Dragon Legion to be brought in?

No matter how many it is, pick it up!

In these short thirty minutes, Adlane felt the pain of a difficult choice, because he actually saw the T2 suit of the whole class! I don't know what the use of the dragons collecting so many mortal weapons is, but I have to say that the dragon is really doing a good job!

But when he happily ran to the display table of the trial suit, and was about to pocket this set of equipment, he found that this thing, which Crassus claimed to be much larger than the original storage ring, could not fit!

That's right!

Edlan's expression now is as if he found a plate of hot curry when he was hungry, but it tasted like when he ate it!

No rage, no bloodtooth, no excellence...... Okay, if you can't fit in the suit, you can choose parts and weapons, right?

So Adelan stumbled over a lot of equipment he hadn't seen before and went to the weapon display area, after all, he wasn't a master of identification, and there was no system on his body to tell him what equipment it was, so he could only rely on some vague memories to choose.

Then it's up to you, Sword of the Ashkandi Brotherhood!

The sword was suspended upside down by a small magic spell, and Adelan first fell in love with it, not only because of the memories of his past life, but also because it looked slightly different from his previous life, because it was more ...... than his previous life The whole is red, unlike the black and brown sword body in the previous life, and then forged with red hooks, the dragon heads of the two dragons on the sword grid are clearly shaped into the neck and head of the red dragon, not the black dragon's, so it can be speculated that this sword should have been detected because of the secret operation of the little red dragon Valastaz, and finally failed to be captured, and then after being corrupted by the black dragon prince Nefarian, he found this weapon that originally belonged to the Red Dragon Legion in his storage space, right? The spoils of Nefarian, right?

So, now the Sword of the Brotherhood is more in line with the style of the Red Dragon Legion.

Holding this two-handed sword with a red body in his hand, Edlan seemed to have returned to the green years he had been, and then he solemnly put the sword into his storage pocket, and this time, one-fifth of the space was gone, which is really a large one...... This feeling made the atmosphere of remembrance and self-absorption that he had created before instantly turn into a complaint......

Spit and complain, but I have to say that he felt a little flattered by the reward for him this time, because at this point in time, there are few people in the human race other than mages who can have such gorgeous and epic equipment...... Of course, the artifact that Tirio got is another story. After all, the inheritance of human beings is still too short, and in front of those immortal species that are tens of thousands of years old, the 3,000-year history of human nouveau riche is like a flash in the pan.

Edlan doesn't seem to have any background at all, just like now, the entire Knights of the Silver Hand are still using standard equipment, and those with special weapons are also some royal favor rewards or some adventures, just like that, most of them are still high-quality quality, and even fewer are excellent, epic ...... It's like a rarity.

After all, at this point in time, there has not yet broken out a disaster that even the guardian dragons can't bear, they are still high above, with these high-level resources, and when the real disaster comes, they can't bear it, so they have to use these things as a reward for those warriors who fight for the world.

Then there's nothing to find fault with next, Edlan directly stored two two-handed heavy weapons that looked like the dragon Avenger's battle axe and the dragonman's mallet, this is naturally for Muradin, his weapon was directly destroyed by Frost Sorrow, although I don't know what Muradin used before, but there is a brother Muradin, who is known as the strongest "blacksmith", the weapon he uses should not be mortal, but it was still destroyed by the Frost Sorrow sword, I have to say that the magic sword is very powerful even if it is damaged.

So Edlan has made all kinds of preparations for the possibility of encountering Arthas in the future, maybe he can really fight with Tirio and Muradine in the three English battles, uh, Arthas.

Immediately afterwards, Adlan chose a red dragon protector shield, which looked a bit like a single dragon wing, yes, this shield was an elite standard equipment in this treasure house, and Adelan saw at least 10 identical pieces. Regardless of who the Red Dragon Legion intends to use these standard equipment, it is very friendly to the paladin, and the role of support is slightly greater than its protective role, and the very good thing about this shield is that its dragon wing-style shield can be stretched according to the user's will, and the maximum can be stretched into a tower shield! This is very friendly, and it can continue to play the advantage of Edlan's good use of the tower shield.

In the end, there was only a little more than a fifth of the last space left in the storage fanny pack, and Adelane chose a staff with a magical flame on the ring of the staff's head, it should be a staff of magic flames, right? This staff is still quite stylish, and as far as Adelan feels, the symbolism of the magic flame that never goes out is even greater, so he thinks that it might be better to have a chance to bring it back to Lisa.

As for the last bit of space, Adelan stuffed four daggers similar to the Blade of Destruction, which should be the Tooth of Corestraz, and this name is the dragon name of Crassus, so Adelan is really a little curious, how many teeth has this guy replaced?

This is a weapon brought to the Van Cleef father and daughter, which can be regarded as a reward for their silent dedication to their territory over the years, of course, he has not forgotten Marcus, but the helpless thing is that this storage waist bag is really out of space, and Edlan still wants to stuff some enchantment, leathermaking, tailoring, and forging drawings that he can't understand......

If there's still a chance, next time...... Anyway, Marcus is a typical guy who loves rivers and mountains more than beauty, so he should be able to understand his struggles, well, that's right.

Thirty minutes were up, and Crassus appeared in the treasure vault on time, and as soon as he sensed Edlan's storage fanny pack, he exclaimed, "You have a good eye." ”

Adlan was then taken to the first floor of the main hall by Crassus, where the Dragonman brought him his Major suit, and two other plate suits that he couldn't name, some of which resembled the ones worn by the Dragonmen, full of wild and dragonborn style.

"These two sets are given to two mortal warriors, your equipment we have helped you repair and consolidate with other materials, and I have also helped you change the boring enchantment inside to a type suitable for you to play, you can understand that it is okay to change a set of equipment, or an upgrade of your original equipment. With a wave of his hand, Crassus delivered three sets of equipment to the three dragonmen.

After Adelan put it on, he did feel that his body was too light, and he really felt that his strength had increased after wearing such equipment, and his thinking had become more agile.

As for Tirio and Muradin, before they could celebrate Edlan's return from injury, they were stunned by the generosity of the red dragons, especially Muradin, when he took the two heavy weapons handed to him by Edlan, the dragon Avenger Battle Avenger and the dragonman's mallet, he was so happy that his beard was about to rise to the sky!

"Hey, Kid Edlan! I'm beginning to wonder if you're the bastard of a dragon!" Muradin's bold words didn't make Crassus next to him feel unhappy, he had never heard any vulgar words after being in the mortal race in human form for a long time, and he had seen all the scenes of wind and waves.

Adelan gave Muradin, however, an awkward smile in return, and then he said to Crassus, "Thank you for your generosity, it's a reward I couldn't have imagined." ”

Crassus waved his hand generously, "No, you deserve it." Okay, where do you want to go? Straight to Lordaeron or Dalaran? I can open the portal to get you there, but if you want to go back to the camp on the south beach, I can tell you responsibly that there's no one there...... Moreover, there is a smell of death there. ”

Crassus's words directly made the expressions of the three people who were still full of joy instantly gloomy.

Tirio asked, "How long ago was that?"

"Hmm...... According to the human calendar, this should have happened two months ago. ”

"What? Why haven't we been here for three days at most, why have it only been two months?"

"Well, the passage of time in this temple of the Dragon's Sleep is different from the outside world. ”

After listening to Crassus's explanation, the three of them were stunned, and Tirio said in annoyance, "Damn! we have to hurry back to Lordaeron and report the matter of Arthas to King Terenus!"

In Crassus's opinion, the human race is still impatient, and this kind of thing is not a big deal in the eyes of the dragons, just some undead, but he also knows that it is precisely because the dragons have a long life, so they will be slower to respond to changes in the outside world, so if their vital interests are not damaged, they will not take the initiative to appear in the world.

And the mortal race is different, except for the night elves who have been blessed by their eternal life and the high elves who are originally immortal species, the lifespans of other mortal races are not long, especially human beings, just a hundred years, so it is precisely because of their short lifespan that they are so anxious, right?

Thinking so, Crassus nodded in self-understanding, "Then I'll open the way to Lordama...... Hmm? Lordaeron's spatial coordinates are very turbulent. He looked at the puzzled three and said, "Frankly, it's not appropriate to open a portal to that place in such a situation, because there will be a lot of unstable factors. ”

Edlan seemed to grasp something, and he asked urgently, "Is it common for magical turmoil to occur?"

"It's not very common, especially in places where creatures have settled for a long time, and the royal city of Lordaeron has been completely quelled by the mages of Dalaran to completely quell all the hidden dangers of magical turmoil, it stands to reason that this will not happen, unless ......"

"Unless?"

"A large number of deaths have destroyed the energy balance of the place, which will then trigger a series of elemental reactions, causing magical turmoil, and it is almost impossible for mages below the hero level in such a place to escape by teleportation, but they can open a portal from the outside world, but the danger is very high. ”

"So the royal city of Lordaeron has been reduced to a battlefield?" Tirio stepped forward excitedly, almost grabbing Crassus's shoulder and questioning, but he remembered in time that the other party was a dragon.

Crassus paused, and finally nodded regretfully and said, "...... Well, if my reasoning is correct, it should be a battlefield there. "He has been in the human world for a while, and he knows exactly what Lordaeron means to the human world, it is the capital of the strongest country in the human world, even the siege of the orc army failed to conquer that city, and now even the fixed portal coordinates in the mage tower have been disturbed by the turmoil of magical power, which means that the city has almost completely fallen.

"Then what are you waiting for, let us pass!" said Tirio, furious, unable to imagine what his country would be like.

Muradin, on the other hand, drew his weapon with a solemn expression, the dwarves have always been a solid ally of humanity, and he can't sit idly by and watch such a thing happen.

Edlan was also ready, "Please open the door, even if there is any danger, we must go and settle something." ”

"Well, good luck to you. Crassus opened the portal to Lordaeron, and sure enough, as soon as the portal took shape, it appeared to everyone with a very distorted feeling, "Although it is somewhat unstable, it is indeed a portal to the tower of the mage of Lordaeron, I hope this will help you." ”

"Thanks!" Tirio rushed in without looking back, holding the blade of the Sky Warrior.

Muradin, on the other hand, nodded to Crassus and entered the portal.

Edlan didn't enter directly, he hesitated, because he wanted to go to Dalaran to inform Antonidas of help, but that old stubborn didn't think he would go out of the mountain so easily, if he could talk, his favorite disciple Gianna would have succeeded a long time ago, and it would not be his turn to be a lobbyist. Coupled with the current situation, Edlan can't help but make other choices, two months is enough for Arthas to lead his undead army back to Lordaeron and kill his father, so if he goes back at this time, he shouldn't directly hit Arthas himself, but in the same way, after the frost sorrow is damaged, if he is directly hit by the current Tirio, it is likely that Arthas will die, and even the magic sword will be cut off by the Sky Warrior's Blade.

So Edlan had mixed feelings, but in the end, he put aside his distractions and decided to return to Lordaeron with Tirio and the others. Before leaving, he said to Crassus, "If you want to investigate the situation of the black dragons, I have heard that there are many black dragons in the Burning Plains and the Dust Swamp, and I will take it as my reward for your help." He said that, and he didn't dare to say more, because the previous dream was so foolish, and Ysera didn't say anything, and the speculation that the dragon's bones might be stolen was still valid because of the inferences drawn after experiencing the war with the undead, so these high-ranking dragons would listen to some of the words of a mortal.

But if Edlan threw out the specific information about the nest of Black Wings and the lair of Onexia at this time, then he probably didn't want to go anywhere, and he would be directly "invited" back to Alexstasa's room by the "friendly" to make it clear.

With that, Adelan gripped the sword of the Brotherhood and entered the twisted portal, vomiting worse than the feeling of being thrown back and forth in a whirlpool, forcing him to suppress the urge to vomit with the light......

......

Time goes back a few days ago.

The Prince of Arthas has brought back enough treasure from Northrend to clear the plague!

The news spread as the Alsace fleet returned and landed on the northern coast, and a few hours later, while the royal city of Lordaeron was jubilant, the alarm bells rang for a long time, and all the garrisons and militia began to forcibly contain all the outlying peasants, after which a large circle of holy light protection was lit up, and the entire city was shrouded in a golden light......

"The forces attacking Anaheim have been wiped out, and it seems that your friend is really vigilant, my king of the Death Knights. The haunting whisper in Arthas's head made a playful sound, as if he were watching a show.

Arthas's idea was simple, since "his" friend had died, as a "friend" and "monarch", "he" would definitely "take care" of his "friend's" territory, so after going ashore, Arthas sent several expeditionary officers who had been sublimated by him into death knights to attack Anaheim City with some undead armies, only to be blocked by the large shield of holy light held up by the priests led by Lisa Whiteman.

The Death Knights were given the death order to conquer the city, and after they rushed in desperately, the very weak undead were directly burned to ashes by the holy light, and the stronger ones were weakened to the point that they were not decent, and the attacking undead army was completely wiped out by the defenders of Anaheim.

"Then let's not wait, let's go straight to the city, I will use all the souls in the royal city to nourish the sorrow of Frost. Arthas replied.

Both Naozu and Arthas know that this magic sword is now damaged, which has caused not only the magic sword itself to become weak, but also the level of Arthas has not been greatly improved, so it must be nourished by its soul again, except for some more difficult aborigines on the continent of Northrend, everything else that can be enslaved has become the object of enslavement of the Lich King, and the 3,000 souls and hundreds of Muradin's clansmen of the expeditionary force brought by Arthas are nothing more than a stuffed existence for Frost Sorrow.

Therefore, he must devour more souls, and in the same way, Arthas is also shouldering the heavy responsibility of resurrecting (the women's clothing boss) Kel'thugad, if he solves the problem in Northrend step by step, it will definitely be too late in time, and Naozu, who is faking to the demons, does not want his careful thoughts to be discovered by the other party, so the royal city of Lordaeron is their best choice.

As the political, cultural, The economic center, the royal city of Lordaeron alone accommodates nearly a million people, plus the vast Tirisfal woodland, which is the core area of the Lordaeron Kingdom, I am afraid that it can reach a population of two million, with the nourishment of these souls, the frost grief can soon recover as before, and even improve, then Arthas will naturally be improved with the power of the magic sword, the epic level is certain, but whether it is a beginner epic or a high-level epic, it depends on how many souls this magic sword can eat.

"Quack, I think your subjects will welcome your return, Arthas...... Go, my king of the Death Knights, it's time to hunt. ”

With the whisper of Naozu in his mind, wrapped in a thick cloak, Arthas led the guards into the main entrance of the royal city......

P.S1: Well, continue to change some concepts.

P.S2: As for the provenance of AL combined with the speculation on the Internet, I agree with the view shown in this article, which was originally a product of the Red Dragon Legion and was later taken by Nefarian.