The great lord held a perfect thinking core in his hand and placed it in front of his eyes to observe. He hardly needed to infiltrate his thoughts into it to feel the pain, self-blame, despair and anger contained in this soul, that kind of negativity.
The emotions are almost overwhelming...
On the ground in front of him, the steel body of Storm Guardian Thorim has been dismantled by the guardian servants in the Nalaksha engine, and is undergoing intense repairs. Rai's adjutant, Titan Craftsman Norush, is personally repairing it.
Repairing Thorim's pierced chest, sparks caused by pure Titan power danced on the steel body, bonding the torn scars.
Thorim was one of the guardians made by the Titan himself. Even if Rai became more powerful, it would be difficult to capture him alive in a short time, so Rai used some less "friendly" methods.
"Can you help Thorim wake up from that decadent self-exile thinking?"
Grand Guardian Rai stood beside Tyrion and said:
"Thorim is my very important brother. Only his reappearance can completely quell the current war in Storm Peaks. Moreover, he is one of the four people who holds the seal of Ulduar's ancient cage. He is the only one who is awake.
Only under certain circumstances can Yogg-Saron's seal be opened from the outside."
"Tsk, tsk, the cage that was once used to seal evil things has now become the best fortress for evil things to hide... Look what you have done."
The high lord made a slight sarcasm, then placed Thorim's thinking core in mid-air, and said to Rai:
"Give me a day. The guardian's soul is very complex and tenacious. I need some time to slowly torture him and make him open his heart to me. Of course, this is a very painful process, but it is also necessary.
process."
As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and flicked the core of his thinking, as if scolding, Tyrion said softly:
"You are a warrior, not a child, so please behave decently for me later... I also want to know how long you can last in the face of the erosion of the death curse? So, let's do an experiment.
"
And just when Tyrion was about to leave, the Great Guardian stopped him and threw something to him:
"This! I found it in the ruins of Thorim's temple. This thing can only be regarded as a toy to the guardians, but I have also heard about what you have been doing recently. If you want to strengthen the strength of those brave mortals,
Strength, then this thing might be able to help."
Tyrion turned around and looked at what Len threw on the table. It was a steel shotgun that shone with metallic luster and thunder. Its appearance was exaggerated and looked like a futuristic style. This thing should protect
Crafted by warriors, with obvious titan energy lingering on it, this is a legendary weapon.
"Oh, a shotgun! That's awesome."
The great lord picked up the gun, put it in front of his eyes and admired it for a moment, then with some regret and a trace of nostalgia, he said softly:
"Ah, I was also a ranger once... If I had gotten this gun at that time, maybe my fate would not be as bad as it is now. Maybe I would become the ranger king of Azeroth? Hmm.
..Sounds very interesting.”
"But unfortunately, I can no longer use it."
As he spoke, the big lord snapped his fingers. Nasa, who existed like his shadow, walked out of the darkness, took the shotgun from the big lord's hand, and then heard the big lord say to her:
"This thing is left to you to deal with. Find someone who is worthy of it."
"Well, I understand."
Nasa nodded, turned around and disappeared into the darkness. The big lord played with the core of Thorim's mind, hummed a weird song, and then disappeared into the darkness. As expected,
The soul of the Storm Guardian will suffer the most terrible torture in the next day, until his will completely collapses, and then the evil lord will destroy him bit by bit in his own way.
The broken will was kneaded together.
As Tyrion said, this is a painful ritual, but it is necessary. It will turn Thorim into the warrior the world needs again...
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On the continent of Kalimdor, far away from the Storm Peaks, the raging war in the North does not seem to affect the daily life of this continent.
Every civilization is doing what it should do, and in Feathermoon Fortress in the wilderness of Feralas, Ms. Feathermoon General Shandis, who has returned here, is also embarking on her own new mission.
At the training ground of Feathermoon Fortress, newly recruited night elf soldiers are undergoing training. In the past, only women joined the Sentinel Legion, but now there are many men. On the one hand, after the disaster on Mount Hyjal, the night elves got
The new oracle, under the call of Lady Tyrande, the Dark Moon God of War, many night elves who lost their homes chose to become warriors because of hatred and pain.
On the other hand, it is because the perfect connection between the Cenarion Circle and the Emerald Dream has been blocked. After losing the support of the World Tree Nordrassil, it has become difficult for the druids to enter and exit the Emerald Dream. Only those
Senior druids who have a deep understanding of the ways of nature can shape the form of dreams through their own power, and freely enter and exit the Emerald Dream that is being rebuilt, while those junior druids cannot contact the Emerald Dream, causing their natural power to grow slowly.
.
Under this situation, many male elves who were originally going to join the Cenarion Circle joined the night elves' army instead.
This is actually a good thing...
Although Night Elf women are more capable and fiercer than men of other races, they are not a female society after all, and men's advantages in fighting will and physical strength are indeed not comparable to women, so in the long run
See, this trend of men enlisting in the army is actually increasing the military strength of the Kaldorei.
Therefore, the men's move to join the army was unanimously welcomed by the army commanders headed by General Shandis.
Ms. Tyrande's transformation also greatly increased the power of the night elves' military. For a time, from the rebuilt Mount Hyjal to the distant Feralas, several legions were being formed... Of course, suddenly
The baby boom caused the generals to postpone their ambitious army building plans for a period of time, but this trend has shown that the pace of the night elf civilization that used to be pastoral and pastoral and turned into a war civilization cannot be stopped.
In today's era of progress or death, the reform of the night elves can be considered to have truly begun.
But for General Shandis, there have been a lot of worries recently...not just because of work, but also some of her personal matters.
Her companion during the War of the Ancients, and the person she had a secret crush on when she was a girl, Jarod Shadowsong, who she thought had disappeared from her memory, appeared...
It is true that in these more than ten thousand years, Shandris has transformed from a young girl to a qualified army general, but her love life is actually still stuck at the time after the end of the War of the Ancients, when Jarod and his
On the day of his wife Sarah Hill's wedding, the innocent Shandis hid in her room and cried in darkness, but in the end she followed her adoptive mother to send her blessing to Jarod.
And now, the returning Jarod has lost his wife. Sarah passed away due to physical weakness after giving birth, leaving only a son and a daughter. Jarod is alone again... even though he knows how to do it.
It's despicable, it's despicable to think like this, but Shandis can't help but imagine that maybe her opportunity has come?
"Ahhhhh!"
General Yuyue, who was sitting alone behind her desk, suddenly woke up. She covered her hot face with her hands and whispered:
"Shandis! Are you crazy? How could you have such crazy thoughts! Sarah is your best friend!"
But at this point, Shandis remembered that when Sarah was terminally ill, she went to visit her former friend. As a result, Sarah took her wrist and asked her to take care of Jarod on her behalf after her death...
Obviously, Sarah is also very aware of Shandris's feelings for Jarod, and she even intends to help them...
Maybe, I should take the initiative?
The last time I chatted with Varian's wife, the high elf assassin Valeera, Valeera persuaded her that the night elves were no longer immortal, and Shandris was no longer young.
Maybe she and Jarod can only live for a few thousand more years at most. If she continues to hesitate, she may really miss her last chance...
So Shandris's thinking began to go astray again, so that the work she was supposed to do at hand was not completed yet. However, this is the advantage of being a general. Even if Shandris didn't work, no one would dare to reprimand her, so
Shandris's wandering thoughts began to get out of control.
It wasn't until she started planning to return to Mount Hyjal tomorrow to visit Jarod Shadowsong in the name of official duties that a knock on the door pulled Shandris away from the wild thoughts that only girls in love have.
Come back.
General Yuyue hurriedly patted her face, and turned into the cold general again. She coughed lightly, pretending to be busy, and said loudly:
"Come in!"
The door of the office was pushed open, and a female sentry with a baby face walked in holding a beautifully packaged box, and said to General Yu Yue who was "working hard":
"Your Excellency General, we have your express delivery!"
"Well?"
Shandis raised her head and looked at the guard sentry in front of her with confusion. She asked:
"What's fast?"
"It's express delivery, General!"
This baby-faced female sentry seemed to be very familiar with Shandris. While placing the box on the general's desk, she said to the general who could no longer keep up with the "trend":
"It's a new business started by the goblins half a year ago. They also have two delivery points in Feralas. General, you have been away from the fortress for too long... The weapons and ammunition we have used for training in the past few months are all
It is delivered through the couriers of the Dark Blade Consortium. They are very punctual and do not require us to go to a specific place to pick it up. They will deliver it directly to the port of the fortress. Of course, you need to pay a little more transportation fee."
"I bought this necklace from the Eastern Continent. It only took them 15 days to deliver it to me."
The baby-faced sentry proudly showed the beautiful feather pendant hanging around her neck to her general. She patted Shandris' box and said to the general:
"This box was sent from the Black Iron District. The goblin said that it seemed to be some kind of laboratory. The weapon samples were sent specifically for you to compensate you for the accidental damage to the weapons you ordered from them.
Compensation for injuries sustained as a result.”
"Oh, it's the Black Lightning. It's a pity. I can use that gun very well."
Shandris nodded clearly. She had indeed ordered weapons in the Black Iron District under the temptation of the arms dealer Black Suo. The sniper rifle that cost her 3 Silmarils was indeed useful.
It's very comfortable, but it was a pity that it was damaged by Queen Azshara during the Battle of Mount Hyjal. I didn't expect those greedy goblins to have such a business as giving away weapon samples.
"Okay, my little Ariel, help me open this box."
General Yuyue put away the blank documents in his hand and said to his personal sentry:
"I stopped by to tell the flight controller and asked her to prepare three hippogryphs. I have to go back to Mount Hyjal tomorrow... Well, report on official business."
"Aren't you going to see General Garrod?"
The baby-faced sentinel Ariel said with a smile, which made her general's cheeks a little red, but as an old friend who has fought together for thousands of years, Shandris would not criticize Ariel for such a trivial matter. After all,
This is one of her only friends still alive after the War of the Ancients.
The sentry captain Ariel quickly helped Shandis open the express box. The next moment, Ariel exclaimed:
"Wow, General, this gun is so beautiful!"
"Um?"
Shandis looked back at the opened box, which was luxuriously lined with black velvet and placed on top of it was a purple shotgun. The shotgun was not in the style of the sniper rifle Shandis had used, but more like
It's like that kind of quaint weapon handicraft specially used for collection. It has been wiped until it shines. The wooden butt and the steel body are integrated. There are also metal patterns on the muzzle, and on the shotgun trigger.
On it, there is a round gemstone dotted, which is emitting brilliant light.
As Ariel said, this gun is indeed very beautiful and full of a mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.
"This... doesn't seem like the firearms made by the goblins."
Shandis stretched out her fingers with some confusion and held the slightly heavy shotgun in her hand. At this moment, as the sentinel Ariel exclaimed, the shotgun held by Shandis was
As if feeling the aura of Shandris, it slowly changed its appearance as the light shone.
Shandis herself was also shrouded in the faint blue halo, as if she was communicating with this weird firearm. And a moment later, accompanied by a loud wolf howl, Shandis's feet
Next to her, a huge white wolf appeared, just like her pet.
"This is a legendary weapon with its own soul..."
Shandis looked at the greatly changed shape of the firearm in her hand. She rubbed her forehead and said with difficulty:
"The goblins will definitely not give me such a thing. Ah, cancel tomorrow's trip, Ariel. It seems that I have to go to the Eastern Continent."
"No no no!"
General Yuyue looked at the weak white giant wolf at her feet again, and she pursed her lips:
"Forget it, let's go to Storm Cliffs first... I hope I can catch up with the war."
