With the fall of Zakas, Krasis's body, which had lost the support of his soul, was at the end of its strength and quickly disintegrated and collapsed in the holy light of Alsace.
The flesh-and-blood body that was originally extremely active was like a clay statue that had lost its moisture, and fell apart as soon as it was swept away by the energy from the outside.
The death of Zakas quickly dissipated the rising void influence in Tyr's Tomb, and Uther and others who were originally entangled with the void aberrations outside were completely liberated.
Dathrohan used his war hammer to smash a void creature in front of him with its fangs and claws. Unknown juice splashed everywhere, but it was immediately evaporated by the holy light.
"These monsters stopped."
The holy light on Tirion gradually faded away, sweat appeared on his forehead, and his chest was heaving. Although these creatures were not strong, their number seemed endless.
The conditions of the other people were not much different. Even Dathrohan, who had the strongest physical strength, leaned his warhammer against the wall and sat on the ground imagelessly.
Only Uther, who was waving his silver hand, seemed to have never fought, and his condition remained at its peak.
The Silver Hand and Uther's power of Holy Light complement each other, greatly improving Uther's continuous combat ability, and he even has extra strength to assist his comrades.
Their nerves were relaxed, because the dark fluctuations in Tyr's Tomb had disappeared, and they all knew that Arthas had succeeded.
"The vibration of holy light in the underground just now couldn't have been caused by His Highness Arthas." Gavin Rad sat next to Dathrohan, recalling the strong holy light that erupted underground at the last moment.
"It's either him or Mograine, but I think it's more likely that it's His Highness the Prince." Dathrohan moved his sore shoulders. He couldn't even remember how many void monsters he had killed. The shadow juice corroded the armor on his body into pits.
He has been wielding two two-handed sledgehammers in battle. Even though the lethality has increased a lot, the physical strength consumed has also doubled.
Facing the tide of void beasts that could not be killed cleanly, Dathrohan had no choice but to fight in a way that eliminated the enemies faster.
He is also getting older, and is no longer the young and powerful self he once was. Even though his understanding of the Holy Light has improved several levels, it cannot change the pressure that time has brought to him.
Paladins often have longer-lasting fighting capabilities than ordinary warriors. A seventy-year-old Paladin may still be strong, but it does not mean that his physical strength can be compared with that of a young man.
Time has given them some things, and nature has taken away some. Human beings are not immortal species. Except for those mages, everyone has to face the ruthlessness of time.
Uther walked to the three paladins and handed over the Silver Hand, "Guys, take this war hammer, it may make you feel better."
Uther's full head of white hair is in sharp contrast to his current abundant physical strength. The Silver Hand allows him to regain the time when he was young and could unscrupulously vent his power.
But now, this paladin prefers to rely on his martial arts and understanding of the Holy Light to fight, rather than exerting his strength like he did when he was young.
He no longer has that much energy to squander. Almost every human who has fought to his age knows how to maximize every bit of power.
Dathrohan looked at the silver hand that exuded soft holy light. This warhammer had recognized Uther as a qualified holder in the previous battle.
The big knight shook his head and said with a smile, "This guy seems to like you very much, so I won't take away his love. We are just a little tired, and we don't need to rely on the power of the artifact to recover."
Uther frowned, and just as he was about to say that he did not intend to use the Silver Hand as his weapon, he heard Arthas' voice coming from the tunnel.
"Teacher, even if Dathrohan picks up the Silver Hand, he won't be able to regain his strength like you."
"Alsace? This shouldn't be right. The Silver Hand can even make my physical strength endless." Uther was a little confused.
"The Silver Hand is the weapon of Guardian Tyr. After following Tyr in battle for countless years, it has become an extension of Tyr's will. This weapon will choose its own master. In other words, it is the one who chooses. Teacher you."
The Guardian's weapons are not like some magic props that have no "bottom line" and can be used by others. The warhammer that lives with Tyr day and night is no longer just an otherworldly artifact, it itself is Tyr's spirit and will. continuation.
Tyr has fallen, and even his soul has been completely annihilated in the big explosion caused by his own life, but the Silver Hand has not been destroyed. It has inherited the will of its former master and suppressed the darkness of Zakas in the tomb. strength.
Uther picked it up, and the noble spirit and character originating from Uther's heart won the recognition of the Silver Hand, which recognized that Uther would be a noble man as selfless and dedicated as Tyr.
So it chose Uther as its master and continuously shared its power with Uther, making his current body far stronger than before.
But because he has chosen his master, although Uther can induce the power of the Silver Hand to enhance the effect of his own holy light, he cannot let others enjoy the blessings of the Silver Hand.
Uther is now the only one who can unleash the full power of the Silver Hand. Even if Dathrohan takes up arms, he cannot receive the blessing of the Silver Hand.
"Such an artifact should not be used privately by me. I don't think I am qualified enough to be the inheritor of Tire." Uther looked at the Silver Hand in his hand and sighed.
"Good weapons are not meant to be placed in exhibition halls as exhibits. The Silver Hand needs a new master, an inheritor who inherits the spirit of Tyr. Teacher, you are the leader of the Knights. The Silver Hand will Choosing you has made its point.”
Arthas explained, but there was actually one thing he hadn't mentioned to Uther yet, and that was that after establishing a connection with a weapon like the Silver Hand, the power of the artifact would continue to improve Uther's body.
As long as the Silver Hand has not been destroyed, Uther will gradually move towards a new level, and once he steps into this level, the shackles that limit human lifespan, body, etc. will be broken.
It is enough to have one Knights of the Ebon Blade in the world. No matter how powerful the Scourge of the Undead is, it is only a reflection of the world of the living. The Silver Hand needs to undergo a real transformation in order to better move towards the next stage.
Life and death, light and shadow should all be balanced. Unbalanced development on either side will lead to ruthless disaster.
Looking at Uther who was lost in thought, Arthas picked up a broken tentacle, which was the "trophy" left by Zakas.
"We have completely eliminated the nightmare that has plagued Tirisfal for thousands of years. I don't know how many centuries ago, the guardian Tyr chose to die with the minions of the ancient gods in order to protect our ancestors. Today, we stand for this The noble guardian took revenge and at the same time frightened our enemies. Mortals are not just meat to be slaughtered. We will always be the guardians who will live and die with Azeroth!"
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The dark power entangled in Tirisfal has subsided, and the rich hinterland of the kingdom finally has no worries. But when Lordaeron rejoices, its enemies will not be happy.
The Black Dragon Prince Nefarian felt very agitated. His sister had been missing for a long time, and all the subordinates sent to protect her had also disappeared.
The Black Dragon Legion has firmly established itself in the Eastern Kingdom, and the resources provided by Onyxia are actually irrelevant. However, the sudden disappearance of his sister gave Nefarian a hint of something bad.
Although he is the king of Blackstone Tower, it does not mean that Nefarian is unaware of the situation in the outside world. After Onyxia disappeared, most of the black dragons that relied on her and hid among humans also lost their foothold.
And Nefarian is convinced that the Kingdom of Stormwind must be aware of it, and Onyxia's disappearance must be related to humans.
But what troubles Nefarian the most is that Onyxia did not disappear in the Kingdom of Stormwind, but suddenly disappeared on her way north to Lordaeron.
Compared to the Kingdom of Stormwind, which is within its own radiation range, Nefarian does not want to get involved in the northern forces represented by Lordaeron at this time.
It's not for other reasons, it's just because the alliance in the north is too prosperous, and even spies from the Black Dragon Legion have a hard time penetrating into it.
Nefarian once wanted to increase his influence on the Alliance by placing his own men in the Syndicate.
But not only did he have to overcome the obstacles of Ironforge, he also had to face numerous obstacles from two troublesome organizations. In the end, the Syndicate's move was basically useless.
Nefarian could only withdraw the resources he invested in the Syndicate, or shift his focus back to the Kingdom of Stormwind.
The whole incident of Onyxia's disappearance was a bit strange. An adult dragon, a direct bloodline of Neltharion, disappeared without a trace like a pebble thrown into a lake. The waves didn't even stir.
Could it be that Dalaran, Quel'Thalas, and Lordaeron all discovered Onyxia's official identity and worked together to kill her?
Nefarian believes in his own power, but he will not be stupid enough to completely ignore the power of mortal organizations. Dalaran and Quel'Thalas alone have the qualifications to make any adult dragon be wary.
Not to mention Lordaeron, which is almost the core of the entire alliance. Nefarian would not think that his father would be bored enough to engage in meaningless activities, but even Deathwing did not dare to directly attack the alliance. Choose to break up the alliance through other means.
Although it failed in the end, the valuable lesson learned was not to underestimate mortals, because even Deathwing suffered a big loss in the hands of mortals in the end.
The arrogant dragon would not admit that he failed because of mortals, but this was enough to make Nefarian wary, so he chose to focus part of his attention on mortals.
Of course, for Nefarian, the most important thing is the "extraordinary" experiments in his hands. He obsessively believes that his new discoveries will change the entire Azeroth.
Compared to experiments, Nefarian can be said to be indifferent to other things. Even the disappearance of his sister Onyxia was not because Nefarian valued family ties.
Onyxia's status in the Black Dragon Legion is "extraordinary" because she may be the only existing female adult black dragon that is "easy to use". In other words, if the Black Dragon Legion wants to continue to expand, then Onyxia The importance of Asia is naturally self-evident.
Although Nefarian's orcs and low-level experimental creations can do some dirty work, the real power of the Black Dragon Legion cannot be separated from the black dragon itself.
Facing the siege and pursuit of other dragons, the situation of the Black Dragon Legion was not optimistic. For a while, most dragons thought that Deathwing was the last black dragon in the world.
The remaining black dragons were hiding in this world. It was not until the orcs invaded and brought chaos to Azeroth that they got a chance to breathe.
Surprisingly, the craze set off by the orcs actually spread to those high-ranking dragon guardians. The final result turned out to be that even the Red Dragon Queen and the Life-Binder Alexstrasza became a prisoner.
Of course, Deathwing's calculations are indispensable, but in any case, the final result is that with the help of the chaos brought by the orcs, the Black Dragon Legion, which originally had no fixed place, found a place to settle down in the Burning Plains.
Nefarian used this land as his base and began to do some shameful and evil deeds.
He even used his superb methods to control a clan of orcs and used them as agents of the Black Dragon Legion in the mortal world to avoid being approached by his former mortal enemies.
According to the original plan, Onyxia's plan would greatly weaken the national power of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and she would also try to replace the king of Stormwind City, allowing Stormwind City to completely fall into her hands.
In that case, the entire southern end of the continent would basically fall into the hands of the Black Dragon Legion, and the Black Dragons with larger living space would be able to develop rapidly.
But the sudden disappearance of Onyxia brought many unimplemented plans to naught, and Nefarian spent a lot of time and energy on these things in vain.
He even wondered for a time whether Onyxia was caught by the other dragon guardians, otherwise how could she disappear without even sending out a distress signal.
Of course, it is not only the guardian dragon who can do this in this world, but also Nefarian's father and some other beings.
After many thoughts, Nefarian identified the two biggest suspects in the whole matter. One of them was Lordaeron, where Onyxia disappeared, and the other was the fire elemental hidden at the foot of Blackstone Mountain. .
The former is suspected because Onyxia disappeared in Lordaeron, but this still cannot eliminate the suspicion of Ragnaros and his minions, because except for the rampant Dark Iron dwarves and their elemental masters, there is no one in this world There are few other powers that can make a black dragon disappear silently.
Dalaran and Quel'Thalas may be able to kill Onyxia, but they can't do it silently.
