Locke took two steps back, only to realize that the five of them were all fully armed. The sword and shield are stuck in the back, and the armor on the body seems to smell of blood!

"Wait! You are..."Seeing this clearly, Locke subconsciously took a few steps on his hind legs, and the guards slowly surrounded him.

Locke was also vaguely aware of Tyr's existence in his previous life, but the information was not detailed. A lot of people are making up the history of this group, and he was still fighting Blackstone in Draeno when he came. For this group of people who don't know the details, he has to be on guard.

"May I explain, my lord, we still have some time...", as if to see the nervousness of Locke and the others, Tawad, who was full of white hair and a white beard, took a few steps forward again, and did not stop until he was forced by the guards with swords.

"As I said, we are the Tyr Guards, and we are a secret paladin order. For a long time, we have been guarding a big secret... Unfortunately," Tawad sighed, looking back at his subordinates, shaking his head back at Locke, "Unfortunately, we can't hide any more recently than we can do. ”

Here Demitea quietly came to Locke's side and whispered a few words in her ear, and he was quickly relieved.

"My Order guards a secret of great importance, and we are the guardians of Tyre's resting place! We..."

Locke interrupted the old warrior with a wave of his hand, and the guards put away their swords and retreated, and he came to the table and motioned for everyone to sit down, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Prepare some food for our warriors. ”

Although the group of Tyr guards looked anxious, Locke never gave them a chance to speak. At Demytia's prompting, Locke knew that what they were saying was not a lie. And from them, Locke didn't feel any malice. However, Demithia was really thoughtful, and some words were really not suitable for ordinary people to know.

"Officer Briel, I have something to talk to this valiant warrior—" Blair left with a sense of humor, though she would love to say a few words to Locke.

When he was full of wine and food, Locke asked the guards to invite all the unrelated personnel in the inn out, and only then did the aging warrior of the Holy Light continue to explain.

"For countless centuries, our Order has secretly guarded a cemetery, the Tomb of Tyre."

"This story is a bit long, please listen to me slowly, my lord, it is from ancient times......"

"Tyr defeated Galakron, but an arm was also consumed by it, and he forged a silver arm for himself......"

"The Titan Guardian Tyr performed many heroic feats for Azeroth, only to fall at the hands of the cunning and powerful Elder God. Locan, a traitor among the Titan Guardians, sent two powerful Elder Gods' minions, Crassis, to hunt down Tyr. He killed one of them and ran the other away, but he also paid with his life. ”

Later, some of the Viku who migrated from Northrend and followed Tyre were moved by his sacrifice and decided to stay and guard his tomb. But as time passed, due to the recorded curse of flesh and blood, the Viku people were gradually replaced by us humans, that is, us. The old man paused, and Locke followed his gaze as he saw the tall, strong human who was eating and drinking, "The ancestors of Vika Dragonsnatcher are the Viku people. His clan with the surname of the dragon was once the main force of the Tyr Guard. But his family blood has gradually faded with his intermarriage with humans..."

"For years, we've been preventing outsiders from discovering this secret... Until recently...."

"Until recently, how?" Seeing that the old soldier had stopped talking, Locke couldn't help but ask. The time and space he came from didn't have such detailed information about the Silver Hand. After all, the Knights of the Silver Hand were founded on this legend as a paladin organization. As the head of the Silver Hand in Lordaeron, he must have cared about this matter as well.

"Twilight's hammer, do you know?" Tawad folded his hands helplessly, "Our seclusion has been invaded by these crazy creatures, who used the power of the shadows to drive us out of our dwelling in the tomb of Tyr. ”

Twilight's hammer?

Of course, I know that they have always been present in all corners of the world from the 60s to the 85s. And in the 85 period, they became the main and biggest villain enemies. Their members include alliances, tribes, goblins, etc., and any intelligent creature may be tempted by them to join them.

In short, this is a group of madmen who are working to destroy the world in order for the Elder Gods to reappear in this world.

"We've learned from some of the captured captives that they're from Twilight's Hammer, and in fact that's all we can ask about." Gaverd tugged at his goatee, his brow furrowed.

"We threaten them with death, and they say that the death they are going to face is a test and sublimation of their God," Gaffold looked at Locke with a serious face, "They said that God will reshape this world, and they will be reborn in a new world." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that there were such things as the Old Gods in our ancient texts, and that Tyr had killed them. None of us would believe that anyone would believe in these things with genitals on their heads! ”

"Oh, sorry ma'am. Please forgive me for not noticing you. The rude remarks met Demethya, who sat behind Locke, and the white goatee Gafford stood up apologetically to apologize to her.

Demithia also got up and smiled and nodded at him, then motioned for him to continue.

"Anyway, this group of lunatics drove us out of the tomb of Tyre and took over it. This group of crazy people who fantasize about the destruction of the world, want to resurrect the old gods that Tyr killed..."

"The seal of the tomb of Tyre is already weak, according to what we have written. The seal had been broken thousands of years ago, and some of the deformed monsters inside seemed to have been resurrected. The Tyr Guards have done everything they can to make the seal a little more secure..."Tawad sighed and looked at Locke and said, "In order to cover up this secret, each generation of the Tyr Guards has gone to great lengths to dig a huge lake around the tomb, drawing streams from the Kashgar Mountains to hide the tomb of Tyr at the bottom of the lake. That's why the madmen didn't find the entrance. ”

"But just yesterday morning, as we were lurking around the camp to observe their rituals, a sudden earthquake opened the tomb of Tyre, which was hidden underwater. The lake poured in, and the anomaly in the lake made the people aware of it, but they didn't rush down..."

"Wait, I'll interrupt," Locke listened for a long time, and he slowly became serious, "You mean they're going to resurrect the Elder God inside?" ”

Locke to one of the ancient gods of the 60s, Cthun. It can be said that the memory is still fresh, and he was electrocuted when he entered the door. That guy's appearance is like an incense burner, and the big eyes in the middle will turn like a woman's thing, and see who is dead...

It's been a long time, I can't remember clearly, if there was an ancient god in the Tirisfal glade, it couldn't be Enzos, right? This was one of the rumors on the Internet at the time, it couldn't be that Tyr deliberately suppressed him here, so he died here, right?

Damn, if there was such a thing in the Tirisfal glades, who would take it? This has to be done by the Alliance and the Horde together, right?

Here, Tawad and Gafford glanced at each other, Tawad nodded, and he said bitterly, "There is such a possibility, but the main thing is." We want to take out the artifact inside, the Silver Hand! ”

"Silver Hand!?" Locke asked in surprise, why is the severed hand an artifact? Could it be that Tyr's severed hand could still be taken out?

"Yes! Silver Hands! Tawad said solemnly, "The tomb was crushed by Tyr's weapon, the hammer that shone with the power of order, so it didn't collapse. All we have to do is take out the artifact, and the tomb will collapse, burying everything underneath! ”

"So that all the problems are solved!"

"Wait, I'll ask again." Locke asked thoughtfully, "You mean that the Silver Hand is a weapon?" Not the Silver Hand of Tyr? ”

"Hey, hey, haha."

Locke's words made the female guard and the guard of Viku blood laugh, and Tawad turned to glare at the two of them, and the two of them relented.

"Not an adult, the Silver Hand is a sacred warhammer. For all our records, it existed in the world before history began, when the Titan of Creation handed the hammer to the Guardian Tyr... In the battle to liberate Azeroth, this artifact played a huge role. In the many eras that followed, the Silver Hand became a testament to the Guardian's bravery and sacrifice. ”

"Then why don't you Tyr Guards pick it up?" Locke asked suspiciously, "With such a powerful weapon, wouldn't it be better to have him protecting Tyre's mausoleum?"

"Our Tyr ancestors thought they were not qualified to take up the leader's hammer, so they buried it with Tyr's corpse." "Although I also think it is better for us to take it up against our enemies, tradition is tradition, and no one wants to break it." ”

"And then?"

Then, the followers of Tyr imposed a protective barrier on the mausoleum. They bound the Silver Hand in a magical seal, never to be touched by anyone again. Tawad thought as he continued, "Our human ancestors, who for some reason joined the Tyr Guard, gradually accepted this burden from the hands of the Viku. They teach us the history of the fallen Guardian Tyr, his self-sacrifice and his adherence to the creed of righteousness..."

"Thousands of years ago, the Tyr Guards have continued their sacred duties, and our members have changed from one generation to another. With the changes of the times, we have gradually integrated into human society and mastered the energy of the Holy Light..."

"When the natural plague swept through the kingdom of Lordaeron, we also suffered a fatal blow.... Now," Old Tawad sighed, looking back at the guards behind him, and said in a vicissitudes of tone, "Tyr guards, it's just us..."