Brian was immediately dumbfounded. This news was forced out of him by the Troll Priest. Not long had passed since Muradin told him. Why was Arthas so sure that this was a trap?
"Did Muradin himself go looking for that weapon and be attacked by the undead?"
"How do you know? Muradin told you?" Brian felt like he had seen a ghost. How could this Alsace know everything?
Could it be that he froze to death in the wilderness a long time ago, and everything happening now is just a fantasy after his death?
Thinking of this, a gust of cold wind happened to come through the cracks in the tent curtains, making Brian shiver. He carefully looked at Alsace who was looking at the map, and found that his temperament was still so calm and gentle, a standard saint. Knight appearance.
Hell, could the prince of Lordaeron in ghost disguise also be able to use the Holy Light?
Brian pressed his fishing hat and coughed, "Well, what else do you know?"
"I also know that the weapon is a rune sword, which is still guarded by ancient resentful spirits and is hidden in a cold and desolate cave." Arthas's voice reached Brian's ears.
"Are there any more?" At this time, Brian himself didn't even realize that his voice was trembling. This old dwarf, who had been to graves, dug graves, and entered many ancient ruins, actually died because of a ghost. Somewhat frightened.
I don’t know if a musket can kill a ghost... Brian muttered to himself.
"Of course, the name of that weapon is Frostmourne - Brian, why are you shivering? Is it too cold in my tent?"
Alsace felt the temperature and didn't feel how cold it was. Dwarves who lived in the cold snowy mountains all year round should not be afraid of this kind of cold.
"Are you really Arthas?" Brian stared at the prince, "and not some demon ghost or something pretending to be?"
These two questions made Arthas burst into laughter. He condensed a ball of holy light and shone it on Brian, making the coldness in his heart disappear. "Of course I am the prince of Lordaeron, as I am."
Brian shivered and then slowly recovered from the cold. He was a little dazed, "Uh-I seemed to be a little unconscious just now."
"Unconscious?" Arthas then realized the problem, "Brian, have you been to places like elven ruins?"
"Before, I mean before being rescued by your subordinates, we went to explore the ruins of a smaller elven building." Brian answered truthfully.
Arthas summoned another ray of holy light, this one more dazzling than the previous one. Under the protection of the holy light, Brian felt his body temperature gradually warming up.
"You seem to be haunted by the ghosts of the elves." Arthas frowned, "This causes you to have hallucinations and some messy fantasies."
"Elf resentment? It means I really saw a ghost." Brian returned to the image of a dwarf. He rubbed his big nose, "Why didn't I feel it before?"
"That's because you are in Howling Fjord, where the undead energy is thin and the impact on you is not severe, so I didn't pay attention to it, but this is Dragonblight, and it's still in the northern area."
Brian has rich experience and probably understands what Alsace means. The strength of the undead is closely related to its strength during life. For example, it is difficult for ordinary humans to form ghosts after death, but after the death of elves, it is easy to form ghosts entangled with the energy of the undead.
The Dragon Bone Wilderness, as the name suggests, is the "white desert" where most dragons choose to bury their bones. Since ancient times, the remains of dragons who died accidentally or died naturally, or they flew back to the Dragon Bone Wilderness before death and chose to bury their bones. sleeping place, or being brought back to this snowy field by the same people.
Perhaps beneath the thick snow and mud that the two of them were stepping on, there was an ancient dragon corpse buried. After their death, more undead spirits would be spawned because of their powerful energy. energy.
Although it is unrealistic for these energies to bring a giant dragon's corpse back to its feet, it is not difficult to affect "weaker" creatures.
Brian must have provoked ghosts or ghosts somewhere before, and he was also wrapped in necromancy energy. However, the necromancy energy, which was still very weak at the time, could not affect Brian. But after arriving in Dragonblight, the situation was completely different. It’s different.
Maybe Brian just feels a little cold now and likes to have random thoughts. If it is not dealt with, after a while, Brian may become insane and even become indistinguishable from friend to foe.
"Damn it, I didn't even notice that I was hit." Brian felt that he had completely lost his face. The experienced explorer almost overturned his car in a small elf ruins?
"It's not your fault, Brian. Anyone who doesn't use Holy Light or... well, a priest would have a hard time detecting this anomaly. And even if he doesn't find it, a curse of this level can't be detected until he leaves the place where the resentful souls gather. It will naturally dissipate after time, and it wouldn’t be like this if you didn’t follow us to Dragonblight.”
"Forget it, no matter what, it's because I underestimated the risks in Northrend... I was confused just now, and I actually wanted you to find that sword. What kind of sword is that?" Brian patted his head, and he After returning to normal, I can't remember what I said before.
"Frostmourne."
"Yes, this Snow's sadness, oh, it's really hard to pronounce. No matter what his name is, it sounds unlucky." Brian said seriously.
"Your intuition is so accurate, Brian. You are absolutely right. This rune sword is not an ancient artifact at all, but a completely magical sword - it will swallow the souls of all its victims. The more it swallows, the more powerful it becomes. powerful."
Arthas' tone was still calm, but this simple description made Brian's hair stand on end: Devouring the souls of all the victims killed by the sword wielder? Who made this thing? What was it made for?
"But, Brian, do you know the characteristics of things like demons?"
Brian shook his head. Although he was a professional archaeologist, he didn't know much about demons, creatures that were not native to Azeroth. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to pronounce the word Nasrezim correctly.
"Demons are evil beings from the Twisting Nether. Their souls will not die directly on the physical planet. These filthy souls will be rejected by the world. Therefore, the demons will return to the Twisting Nether after death. If you do not use special tools in advance, Without magic or item interception, they are almost impossible to kill."
As Brian listened, he felt that something was wrong with Arthas' words - he had previously emphasized that Frostmourne was a magic sword that devoured souls, and now he said that the demon's soul was difficult to truly destroy.
The old dwarf stared at Alsace with disbelief, "You, you wouldn't think..."
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Kalimdor, a new human city was established on the peninsula southeast of Dustwallow Swamp. Edwin VanCleef is the chief architect of this city and the temporary person in charge here.
In accordance with Arthas' wishes, he named the city Theramore, which would be the bridgehead for the Alliance to enter Kalimdor in the future.
Now, Van Cleef temporarily put down his work and received a special guest in the town hall. He was an envoy sent by the Tauren to negotiate with the Alliance. His name was Hamuul Runetotem.
The wise tauren elder asked their chieftain, Cairne Bloodhoof, to meet with the outsiders who set foot on Kalimdor and claimed to provide aid to the tauren.
To be honest, even if Van Cleef is a senior spy from MI7, he will instinctively be a little afraid when he first faces these giants who are nearly three meters tall. But at this time, he is not in his personal capacity, but in his personal capacity. Receiving guests on behalf of the Prince of Alsace made him unable to show any cowardice.
On the day the tauren arrived in Theramore, he arranged for the kitchen to provide sumptuous food for a group of tauren envoys who came. When Van Cleef discovered that the team looked smaller, the younger tauren guards saw that After the meal, my eyes widened, and I felt a little relieved.
These guys are much gentler than they seem - at least compared to those brutal orcs, and the mysterious old tauren, Hamuul Runetotem, even took only half a day to initially Learned human language and could converse normally with Van Cleef.
Even though Van Cleef had little research on magic, he also knew that the leader of the tauren elder was definitely not an ordinary tribe member.
"Thank you for your hospitality." Hamuul Runetotem's voice sounded a little old, but full of energy.
"This is what we should do, because we sincerely want to conclude an alliance with you." Van Cleef spoke very politely, showing the humility of a human noble.
Acting is also one of the required courses for agents.
Hamuul Runetotem quietly stared at the human man in front of him. Although the engineer who looked like a clerk was well hidden, Hamuul could still feel the aura of danger from Van Cleef, indicating that The other party is powerful enough to threaten you.
All kinds of abnormal signs made him quite puzzled. Where did these humans come from? If they came from the other side of the sea, why did they know about the existence of the tauren and the threats they were facing.
If the voice of the spirit of nature hadn't made Hamuul Runetotem temporarily let down his guard, the human team that came to look for them would never have left their tribe.
But they have to admit that the promise of humans makes them very excited, because the tauren have been threatened by the centaurs for too long, and it has even affected their normal life.
Therefore, Hamuul and Kane decided to make preliminary contact with humans and try to find out why they suddenly appeared in Kalimdor.
