Chapter Seventy-Two: The Heart of War and the Death of the Tomb Robber

"Building a Watchfort in the Cursed Lands, of course it's okay, I think it's up to all the members of the alliance to fund it, what do you think, Lord God?" Ryan thought, stroking the stubble on his chin.

Hu Feng nodded, "Of course, after the completion of the alliance, all member countries of the alliance must also send a force to guard here, if the dark door opens again, we need to know as soon as possible... Oh yes, there's another thing, the news from Quel'Salas, isn't their Prince Kael'thas in Dalaran a councilor, some time ago it was said that zombies and other undead critters were found in several farmsteads in Dalaran, and someone in Dalaran was secretly learning necromancy. ”

"This has nothing to do with our alliance, does it?" Ryan was a little strange.

"No, it's still related, the food and wine brought from the north must be checked by the priest one by one later, in case there is a plague of undead spreading, it will be a disaster for the Alliance. ”

"Okay, I remember. Do you know who did it?"

Hu Feng nodded and replied: "I know, Kenrito Councilor Kelthugad, but he should have just started his research in this area now, and he can't make any big waves, so let him go." ”

Ryan laughed a few times, "I think Lord Divine Venerable has some plans again, right? It is estimated that one day in the future, our alliance will be able to make a lot of money again, and it feels good to have a Divine Venerable who can gain insight into the future, haha." ”

That's when Varian ran in, covered in mud. He was followed by two sisters, Aurelia and Sylvanas.

"Father, I killed ten kobolds with my own hands today!" Varian was excited, having been following the two Windranger sisters around the Elwyn Forest whenever he had time lately.

Ryan was a little helpless and a little proud, his son was a natural warrior, and he had already shown great talent before he reached adulthood.

"Thank you, two elf ladies, my son is really a trouble for you. Ryan said with a smile to the Windranger sisters.

"No, Varian fights very calmly, enough to be on his own, not to mention taking care of him, he is a good comrade-in-arms. Aurelia smiled as well and replied calmly.

Hu Feng thought of something at this time, and suddenly let out a sigh, and everyone's eyes looked over.

"I almost forgot, I got a sword called the King's Guardian last time in Karazan, and I didn't need it, so when I was bored, I used that part of Gul'dan's soul to transform it, and now I'll give it to Varian, he doesn't have any good weapons. ”

Ryan was immediately overjoyed, the things that the Divine Venerable personally made were not inferior to the artifact! Look at the future Divine Venerable Second Lady Aurelia next to her, at least one-third of the person's strength was completely piled up by the Divine Venerable with the artifact, and every day he took the precious potential stimulation potion as water to drink, this kind of extravagant thing that exploded was only done by the Divine Venerable.

Hu Feng looked for it in his space ring, but there was no way, it was too messy inside, and there was everything... In particular, the various bombs that can be seen everywhere are piled up in the ring.

"Ahh

The body of this two-handed sword is very broad, the whole body is pale silver, and many golden runes are carved on it from the head to the hilt, and the light is faintly flowing at this moment. The junction between the blade and the hilt was inlaid with a diamond-shaped gem, and in it there was a cloud of green smoke unconsciously swirling, which was part of Gul'dan's soul.

"This sword, I named it "The King's Will * Heart of War", do you see that crystal, it imprisons part of Gul'dan's soul, and the soul can provide evil energy for the sword when you need it. As he spoke, the golden runes on the sword's body instantly turned into green runes burning with evil flames. "In this way, in the face of different enemies, different energies can be chosen to suppress. Of course, now there is only Guldan's evil power in it, and you have to collect more types yourself, so you can ask your dad to help you. ”

Varian took the two-handed sword excitedly and bowed in thanks.

"Oh yes, that's right, there is another feature, this sword will gradually unlock its traits as you grow older and stronger, it may be to strengthen some of your skills, or it may simply improve your strength and perseverance, which is up to you to discover later. ”

Sylvanas pinched the flesh on Hu Feng's waist at this time, and his face was angry.

"What about me, you eccentric stinking rascal!"

"Ahh Bring me your Quel'Salas Golden Bow, and I'll help you change it when I have time!"

Queen Xi, who finally received an answer, looked satisfied.

Gul'dan was finally on land again, the ships behind him in tatters, and the long voyage was finally over.

This is a medium-sized island in the South China Sea, in the Broken Isles.

Lead the warlocks to a narrow valley, where a dark green building stands silently at the end. The top resembles a cathedral, with a pointed roof and two statues of Night Elf females on either side.

"The Tomb of Sargeras... It's finally here. Gul'dan muttered, his eyes filled with frantic longing.

"Cast spells now!Raise the dungeon!Open the gates!"

The orcs and ogres under their command were ordered to begin the opening ceremony. Gul'dan stood behind and watched quietly.

With an earthquake, the tower-like structure of the Tomb of Sargeras finally reappeared on the ground hundreds of years after Egwene's departure.

"Open the door. ”

The seal that could block all creatures in Azeroth had no effect on the orcs of the other world, and was easily broken.

The seal shattered into pieces, and the inside of the gate was slammed open, and endless demons rushed out, and the warlocks immediately became a mess, suffering heavy casualties.

Gul'dan took advantage of the warlocks under his command to attract the attention of the demons and quickly entered the interior.

And then... He saw more demons.

"No!

Gul'dan is powerful, but he is still dying in the mob of the demons like a tide.

In the evening, a tall, two-headed ogre magician, covered in wounds, stumbled away from the island in a small boat.

He was a close confidant of Gul'dan, Gugar.

Now, in his arms was the only fragment of his master's corpse, a skull.

Behind him, the towering towers of the Tomb of Sargeras exude a strong evil energy that darkens the sky here.

The island has been overrun by demons.