In human lore, Tyr was the patron saint of ancient humanity, and in a battle, in order to buy time for his companions to escape, he was left alone to fight the terrifying monsters, and finally died in the Tyrisfal glade, which means Tyre's Fall in ancient words.

Legend has it that this giant with a silver metal arm was also a messenger of the Light, and some even say that he is the embodiment of the God of Light, but one of the more credible theories is that Tyr brought the spark of Light to mankind.

The belief in the Holy Light of mankind began with him, and the Knights of the Silver Hand and the Church City of the Hand of Tyre got their names from this.

Of course, Unas knew Tyr, the head of the regiment when he fought Ulduar in the past was a plot lover, and gave them the six guardians of Ulduar in science, and Tyr was one of them, but there were only the other five guardians in Ulduar.

After Erigor's explanation, he learned that Tyr had gone to the human race, so it was no wonder that there was no one in the dungeon.

Unas remembered that the murals he had seen in the tunnel and the stone statue of the giant in the underground hall were not in the style of demons, and he couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that the underground is the ruins of Tyr?" ”

"Correct solution!" "After Bethrius's death, we urgently inspected the underground hall, and all indications were that it was related to Tyr, and the right arm of the giant statue was also plated with a layer of silver, although it had fallen off a lot, but this was the most direct evidence - it was probably the tomb of Tyr. ”

"Could it be that Betheryth chose this place as a lair because she wanted to dig up the tomb of Tyr?"

Erigor was categorical: "Now I think it must be this reason. ”

"But what's the use of the tomb of Tyr, whose corpse is what they flock to?" Unas was curious.

"I don't know, after so many years, it's hard to say whether Tyr's corpse still exists, maybe there are other secrets, but fortunately we still have time, Bethires has not succeeded in doing it for so long, and the Queen of Darkness is not omnipotent," Erigor paused,

"In short, we must stop all the intentions of the enemy, not to mention that Tyr is the patron saint of our human legends, and in order to reclaim this island, we must have a battle with the Forsaken!"

Unas poured cold water again: "Don't blame me for saying discouraged words, these Sylvanas you talked about must also be clear, she will definitely make all preparations, and this battle will not be easy to fight at that time." ”

"Brother Unas, did you see the Banshee King's soul and be taken away by her? Don't want to fight her so much? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, who would be interested in a corpse!" Unas vehemently denied it.

"It's possible that some people just have all kinds of special hobbies."

Unas was squeezed and had nothing to say, when a person who looked like a non-commissioned officer came over to relieve him, only to see the non-commissioned officer beckoning to the two: "Are the two adults here to choose weapons?" ”

Erigor nodded, and the non-commissioned officer said in a low voice: "Two of you, please come here, we found a small hole, which is full of fine products, just suitable for the two noble paladins." ”

The non-commissioned officer made a gesture of please, and Erigor pulled out a few gold coins and stuffed them into him, and the non-commissioned officer excused himself and accepted them with a smile.

The two followed the non-commissioned officer to the other side, and Unas stabbed Erigor in the arm, and whispered in retaliation for the run just now: "The Holy Light teaches us to be fair and honest, if you dare to bribe, the Holy Light will punish you!" ”

"Fair and honest? Which plane is this Light Spirit? Eregor deliberately put on an incredulous expression, "Respect, steadfastness, and mercy are the three virtues of the Light, you don't know it, do you?" ”

Unas looked confused, he really didn't know.

Erigor continued to quibble: "I respect him for his labor, and give him a small reward, which is the way of the Holy Light! ”

Unas was speechless again.

After walking for a short distance, Erigor and Unas, who were secretly snickering, came to the small hole that the non-commissioned officer said, and the non-commissioned officer smiled slightly and asked the two to go in first.

There are several boxes of different sizes in the messy cave, and it doesn't look like there are divine weapons, and both of them are slightly disappointed.

Rummaging through a few boxes, these weapons are indeed better than those over there, but they should be from the same batch on both sides, but this one is probably issued to officers, so it can be regarded as a "boutique".

Unas picked out a steel spear, a two-handed broadsword, two one-handed swords, a long and short war hammer, a few battle axes, a few shields, a few daggers...

Seeing that Unas was still rummaging through the cabinets, the non-commissioned officer's face turned green.

Erigor pulled Unas, who was still prying the box: "Holy Light, are you going to be a weapons dealer?" Pay attention to the impact, and don't take it if you don't need it. ”

"There is a demand, there is a demand, there is no danger," anyway, there are still many spaces in the space package, and Unas also wants to experience the thrill of riding it all.

"Greed is the greatest original sin." Erigor spoke earnestly.

"You would be wrong, from the day I became a paladin, I have always remembered the spirit of a paladin: never greedy, never give up, but whatever equipment can be used by me." This is the self-cultivation of a knight with three cultivations, although Unas only intends to double cultivate.

"......" This time it was Erigore's turn to be speechless.

Unas pried open the box under his feet and let out an exclamation, and on the thatch in the box, a black double barrel lay quietly. Shotguns, they've been magic swords or something since the crossing, and he almost forgot that Azeroth also had firearms.

Speaking of which, the technological level of Azeroth is not low at all, all kinds of robots, aircraft, tanks, artillery, and even sky warships, but the technological civilization has always been overshadowed by the glorious magical civilization and cannot become the mainstream.

This also has to do with the fact that the gnomes and goblins who have scientific knowledge are both weak races, and most of the goblin gadgets are unstable.

Unas picked up this musket about a meter long, and couldn't put it down, because men have a complex of playing with guns, and when he was a child, he practiced playing balloons in the park.

I used to play with real guns during military training, and after a little fumbling, he quickly mastered the use of this shotgun, and he swept away a few boxes of bullets in the box, and couldn't wait to go out and try it.

The non-commissioned officer saw that this plague god was finally leaving, and hurriedly saluted the guests, Unas took so much, Erigor felt a little embarrassed, and he couldn't see the things here, so he followed out without picking anything.

Unas walked quickly to the lake, loaded his bullets, and was ready to test the gun by aiming at the reflection of the setting sun in the lake, but Erigor hurriedly grabbed him.

"The island is still under martial law, this thing is very noisy, let's try it again later."

Unas woke up from the excitement of getting his first toy, and now it was a war, not a park play, so he could only nod and put away his shotgun.

Turning his head to look around, a few bunches of purple wildflowers by the lake were infected by the cold, and the hoarfrost on the drooping leaves was condensed, reflecting the early autumn twilight.

The two rested by the lake for a while, but unfortunately there was no romantic atmosphere between the two big men, and this good autumn color was wasted.