Muradin* Copperbeard, the younger brother of the Dwarven King, and the youngest brother Brian below him, together with Brian, founded the famous Society of Dwarven Explorers with the aim of excavating the Titans and exploring the history of the Dwarves.

But occasionally I go looking for a treasure or something, like now, the reason why Muradin came to Northrend is because I heard that there is a treasure here - Frost Sorrow.

As a dwarven ambassador, Muradin lived in Lordaeron for most of his time, and he was a good friend and even a mentor to Arthas, from whom he learned many of his fighting skills.

In the original history, it was Arthas who saved him, and then learned the news of Frost Grief through him, Arthas went to find the weapon, and then Arthas pulled out the fluctuations of Frost Grief to shake him up and lost his memory, and people in the outside world thought he was dead, and the dwarf king created the Ash Messenger in grief, but he didn't actually die, and after amnesia, he became the king of a group of ice dwarves.

But now that Ronin has run to Northrend, I don't know how Muradin's fate will change.

"Where did you hear about this weapon?" the mage's suspicion skeptical, Ronin didn't believe it directly, as Arthas did, but asked about the source.

"In the tavern of Lordaeron, a dwarven friend of mine told me that he had heard about it from his friend. "Muradin was covered in ashes, this brave warrior always led the way, his strong physique and terrifyingly thick armor made him a battlefield meat grinder, which made a lot of pus from the undead's body stick to him, especially his beard, which made his sexy and thick beard completely glued together, very uncomfortable, and he was now combing.

"Just because of this inexplicable news, you put yourself in danger?" Luo Ning looked at him incredulously, it was a miracle that he could survive until now.

"Hahaha!" Muradin's heroic smile said, "Don't mention this, in fact, we have already found the whereabouts of Frost Sorrow, you have come just in time, help me get that weapon, let's see how powerful this legendary weapon is!"

"That's not going to work! we have an urgent task on our hands, but it's you, I think you need to hurry back to Lordaeron to see, King Terenus they may need you. Luo Ning was unmoved, what artifact is not an artifact, he doesn't believe that there are so many undiscovered artifacts in this world, not to mention that it can be known by ordinary people, this so-called artifact is either a rumor or a huge danger.

"Huh, something happened to Lordaeron?"

"Yes, something is wrong! a catastrophic plague has broken out in the eastern part of the kingdom, and anyone who is infected will become undead!" he told Muradin, explaining the current situation of Lordaeron, saying that King Terenus had sent a request for support from all the countries of the Alliance, and Muradin was shocked to hear this.

"What!?damn it!, I actually neglected my duty at such a critical moment, my brother will definitely beat me up when he finds out!" "As an ambassador, he didn't stay at the embassy honestly, and actually led people out to hunt for treasures, which would not be a problem in ordinary times, but I didn't expect such a big incident to happen as soon as he left.

"I must hurry back!" and without bothering to clean the mucus from his body, Muradin immediately ordered his men to prepare for the return voyage.

Luo Ning nodded with satisfaction, and then he thought of his inexplicable task, and asked Muradin, "Have you found the base camp of the undead since you came here?"

"Base camp?" Muradin shook his head without thinking.

"No, we've only found traces of Frost Sorrow, the undead are guarding it, hey, it's a pity, it's just one step away from getting it. "Muradin is very sorry.

"What are the undead guards doing with a sword?" Luo Ning felt a hint of something unusual.

"I don't know, but the undead seem to be afraid of the weapon, and they don't dare to approach it, but they don't leave, and they attack any creature that comes near it. Muradin suddenly raised his head as he spoke: "Do you think it's possible, that weapon is the nemesis of the undead, so they went to great lengths to prevent others from getting it?"

“...... I don't know, but it's a possibility. ”

"Yes, so we should go and seize that weapon, maybe it can come in handy in Lordaeron's crisis!" Muradin's eyes began to glow, staring at Ronin, who dared to say that he definitely had his own thoughts, but he didn't say anything, he was now worried about where to start, the weapon guarded by the undead? Maybe that was the breaking point.

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"Quick! we must get to the graveyard faster than those dark wizards!" said a band of adventurers in the Tirisfal Glades, near the small town of Brill, on their way to the tomb.

Azeroth is a world with fantasy powers, so this means that there are dangers everywhere, many times people will encounter some difficult things to deal with, such as a strong beast to cause chaos, the local manager often has to pay a lot of sacrifices to solve the beast, in order to reduce casualties, he may seek the help of adventurers, the problems that can be solved by spending some money are not called problems, the money is gone, you can make it again, and if your life is gone, there is nothing, so in order to reduce the casualties of your own people, you can often see the task announcement window at the door of the town hall in various places, and powerful adventurers may be attracted by these generous rewards and accept these tasks。

Of course, there are many trivial tasks, some are just running errands or something, and Azeroth has given birth to a unique and thriving adventurer culture.

Due to mobility and inconvenient management, there are also many dangerous teams among the adventurers, but most of them are quite good, many soldiers do not want to continue farming after retirement, they will become adventurers, and when the country is in danger, they can always pick up the weapons in their hands to defend their homeland, and by the way, they can also make a lot of money.

These adventurers are made up of a group of retired soldiers, led by a former chaplain, but now they have picked up a warhammer and changed their name to Paladin.

Due to the nature of the Scourge Legion, the cemetery is a potential source of troops, and not long ago, Terenus's frontline troops fell into a trap while fighting against Kel'thugad, and a small group of soldiers chased several psychics to the cemetery, only to be wiped out by the undead who crawled out of the grave.

This alarmed the Commander, and when he learned that a group of psychics had infiltrated the human race and intended to resurrect the dead in the cemetery to disturb Lordaeron's rear, he immediately responded, and due to the lack of manpower, it was impossible for him to assign troops to do this, so he issued a mission to hunt down the psychic, and many adventurer teams accepted this task.

This party of adventurers is one of those who are currently on their way to Brill's graveyard.

Since there are many living spirits in the Cult of the Damned, it is difficult to recognize them in the crowd, so most of the adventurer teams choose to wait and see.

But since Brill was the closest to the front pass, they were the most urgent.

The shadow of the town appeared ahead, and this small town in front of the big city of Lordaeron was once quite prosperous, but it was less than a month and a half before the pass was taken, and it became a bit depressed.

Since many of the refugees released by Melganis were infected with the chronic plague, after they were exposed, many human settlements in the Tirisfal Glades were in turmoil, some of the mutant undead were defeated by the locals, some were not, and fortunately, Brill was not captured by the undead because it was closest to the royal capital.

The adventurers arrived here, which aroused the alarm of the local townspeople, but fortunately they had the commander's handwritten message, and after explaining their intentions, the mayor received them and led them to the cemetery.

"There shouldn't be any problems on the other side of the cemetery, the townspeople are very sensitive, and anyone we don't know will not be able to escape our eyes at this time, so the commander should be too worried. The mayor said as he walked along.

"But thank you for coming, with you powerful adventurers, the townsfolk can finally get a good night's sleep. The chubby mayor looked kind, but one of the adventurers behind him disagreed with what he said.

"Really? I think you know someone who likes to wear a black cloak, cover his face, and stay in the cemetery. It was a dwarf, and he was carrying a musket with a bayonet on his back, and as soon as his words fell, the whole group of adventurers stopped, and they looked at each other, and their faces instantly became solemn.

"Go and get everyone who can fight!