Greatsword?

Could it be the legendary...

Hearing the words of the crowd, Fenbida glanced at the big sword in the corner with a surprised face, the looming red sword body, and was excited in his heart.

"Let go of that great sword!

Seeing that the crowd seemed to be ready to move on this big sword, Fen Bida suddenly became a little anxious, and immediately rushed over to push away all the people who were greedy for this big sword, and hurriedly checked the hilt of this big sword.

“A.L！”

"I'll go!" Fenpida even felt the urge to lick the big sword!

[Ashkandi, the sword of the Brotherhood]!How many teams disbanded for a sword of the Brotherhood back then, and then there was a legend that 'when AL comes out, there will be no brothers!', which is a good reflection of the power of this great sword.

"Master Fenpida... You don't want to take this great sword for yourself, do you?" a warrior shuddered as he watched Fenbida hold the great sword.

If Master Fenpida asked for this big sword, their group of people would not be able to refute it, after all, along the way, thanks to Master Fenpida's tactical arrangement, they could kill Nefarian, and it was understandable to take away a big sword with such a function.

There are many warriors and 'paladins' who have just entered, and they also want this big sword, after all, the treasure of the black dragon is not an ordinary thing.

"What are you talking about?"

Fenbida said with a righteous face, "Am I such a person? Do you think I want to be alone?"

This...

It's so shameless!

Everyone heard Fenbida's words, and then looked at his actions at the moment, no matter how they looked at it, it didn't look like they didn't want to swallow it alone.

"Take it and divide it!" Fimpida stood up and stepped aside without a shaken face, "Azeroth is full of too much violence, and my ideal is to oppose violence!"

Fenbida sighed, "Mage, help me open a door to Stormwind City, and you can take care of the rest!"

Everyone, including Bolval, couldn't help but be touched by his broad mind, and at this time Bolval hurriedly called out to Fenpida, "Wait a minute, Fenbida." ”

"Huh?"

Fenpida's feet almost crossed the portal to Stormwind City, "Grand Duke, my mission has been completed, and I have to hurry to deliver the manuscript now!"

"There's no hurry!" Bolval came to Fenpida's side, "You can deal with this great sword, who do you think you want to assign it to?"

"Just throw one... How's the mage?" Fenpida said with a nonchalant expression.

Mage?

Take a big sword?

Is there a physique with this physique?

Bolval looked at Fenpida's attitude and was really angry, and said helplessly, "To be honest, if this matter is not handled well, there may be some accidents." ”

What an accident...

Isn't it just disbanding, and it's not that I haven't experienced it.

"Wrap it up on me!" Fenpida smiled slightly and came to the front of the group, "This big sword is very powerful! I think everyone should know something, after all, it was produced by the Nest of Black Wings!"

"Now that the Grand Duke has given me the distribution power, you should understand!" Fenbida smirked, and stepped aside.

"Master Fenpida..."

At this time, a member of the warrior came to Fenbida's side, took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket, and secretly put it in Fenbida's pocket.

"What's the situation?" Fenpida didn't stop him, but laughed, "Why are you bribing me?"

"Bribes?"

"No!" the warrior member smiled shyly, "It's called condolences!"

"Not bad!"

Fenbida nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at the portal, where time seemed to be coming to an end, and hurriedly got up and said to Berval as he ran, "The Grand Duke, after my deep consideration, I have decided to assign this great sword to..."

At this time, Fenbida had already passed through the portal, and his head was still in the nest of the Black Wing, and he shouted to Grand Duke Berval, "To the dwarven hunter!"

"Oh my God, Master Fenpida, you liar!"

"To the hunters, this is a waste of this great sword!"

"I... I'm so lucky!"

Suddenly, the crusade team led by Bolval made a fuss, and seeing this scene, Bolval was eager to drag Fenpida back from Stormwind... After receiving so many benefits from the soldiers, he ran away by himself, and let me carry the black pot, which is simply not human!

In Stormwind City, the moment she saw the portal disappear, Fenpida breathed a sigh of relief, and then covered her face all the way and ran quickly to the Black Dragon Sister's property.

"Boss?"

Riva, the female night elf who had been on standby in Stormwind City, couldn't help but say happily when she saw Fenpida's arrival, "Boss, is there the latest battle report?"

"Of course, one-handed!" Fenpida pulled a stack of manuscripts from his bosom, "Let's go, now let's go back to Treasure Bay." ”

...

Fenpida returned to Treasure Bay with a hand of war reports, and then Bunaarchie and the others began to typeset the latest content, "Fenpida World War Report".

According to Archie's statistics, the sales of the Fenpida World War Report have completely exceeded the number of all fiction publications, and with the Grand Duke of Berval facing Nefarian, sales have broken through to a whole new level, and it can be said that almost the whole of Azeroth is paying attention to this matter.

And the "Fenpida World War Report" perfectly solved the problem of their curiosity.

"Boss... Many campers appeared in Booty Bay and Ratchet City, and they bought thousands of copies. "I suspect they're changing hands a second time!"

"Oh. ”

"After all, this is an industrial chain, and we can't stop it!" Fenbida shrugged, "As long as you ensure your own pass, the rest... It's time to let go of one hand, not to kill everything. ”

"Oh," Buna nodded.

"The war report is on sale now!" Fenpida thought for a moment, "It will be on sale while printing, in case the Grand Duke of Berval returns, it will be a tragedy!"

...

'The Nest of the Black Wings has successfully fallen, Nefarian has been slain by the Grand Duke of Berval, and there is a mysterious sword left on the scene, and who will fall into the hands of the Fenpida World War Report!'

"Oh my God, our alliance has defeated Nefaryan!"

"For the Light!"

"I'm so moved, Grand Duke Berval is really a hero-like figure!"

"Long live the Alliance!"

The members of the alliance in Hidden Treasure Bay, one by one, held the "Fenbida World War Report", and praised their camp with a smile, since the defeat of the Molten Heart, there has been no such sense of honor for a long time.

Now.

The topic of the Alliance and the Horde revolves around Nefarian.

and that mysterious greatsword unfolding.

......