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36. The origin of the demigods

Creation is a very complicated life.

Tyrion already understood this when he tried to operate the Nalak'sha engine.

He struggled for dozens of minutes, but in the end he only produced a weird creature that was as twisted as the creation of the ancient gods. This fully proved that creation is not a simple job that can be done by just patting the head, and the Nalak'sha engine is in the Titan Guardian.

In the system, it is just a secondary creation terminal, which Lai uses to shape his own family.

Now, if the Great Lord wants to design a new creation template for the Steel Heroic Spirit for Dark Blade, he must use a real creation terminal, a Creator Engine that is ten times more complex than the Nalaksha Engine. Frankly speaking, after seeing that creation

After pressing hundreds of buttons on the terminal, the great lord never relaxed his brows.

He could foresee that for a long time to come, he would be focusing on the thing in front of him.

And we can't ask Azadas to do this on his behalf. The reason is very simple. The soldiers of Dark Blade fight with the power of death. Even after being "heroic" in the future, their spiritual essence will still not change.

Change, and the guardians are good at arcane energy creation, and the steel life they create cannot carry the power of death.

Therefore, this matter can only be done by Tyrion, who represents the existence of death in Azeroth... He cannot do it with fake hands at all.

Learning is never an easy thing.

While the High Lord was following the Shaper Azadas to learn the basic theory of creation, the shape of Storm Peaks and even the entire continent of Northrend was also advancing in an orderly manner. The entire world did not stop because the High Lord was obsessed with learning and could not extricate himself.

Under the circumstances, in fact, the world will turn around the same no matter who is missing.

The news that the Storm Peaks Frontline coalition forces defeated the Fallen God and took his head greatly boosted the momentum of the coalition forces and the entire civilized world. After capturing the Hall of Rock and the Hall of Lightning, the road to Ulduar has become smooth.

With the help of the earth spirits who can shape the earth, a broad sky bridge has been formed on the cliff between the Titan City Ulduar and the Storm Cliffs, and a steady stream of supplies and soldiers are sent every day.

Within the steel walls of Ulduar.

The commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, Muradin, is waiting for the last few troops to come for support. As soon as the troops are ready, he will immediately lead his soldiers to attack the City of Titan.

The battle in the Hall of Lightning made the coalition leaders see the threat of the Stormcast Legion. Although these steel warriors were defeated, their endless brute strength and steel bodies left a deep impression on the mortals. The coalition forces have already

A new war strategy has been formulated. Unless necessary, the coalition will not send soldiers to fight hand-to-hand with those steel monsters... It is simply to die.

To this end, the coalition forces had to spend huge sums of money to purchase a large number of arms and war weapons in the Federal Black Iron Zone, enough to arm the entire legion. When the federal government heard that this was an arms purchase for the Ulduar Raiders, they bought a large number of them.

This batch of purchases was given a 30% discount, and in exchange, the federal government also took the opportunity to send a "war observation group" to join the coalition forces.

The dwarves don't mind this, since the composition of this army is already complex enough... They don't mind more federal people.

But this news made the Imperial people a little anxious and angry. The competition between the two camps of human civilization has begun to become prominent. The Empire is unwilling to admit that it is weaker than the new Federation. They have the upper hand everywhere, and the Federation people also look down on the Empire.

People's pretentiousness, wherever the Empire is present, they will also intervene, as if they are deliberately going against the Empire.

On the same day that the Federation War Observation Group arrived at Storm Peaks, the Empire also gained a heavyweight commander...

The Paladin King of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Arthas Menethil, personally took command and led the empire's second legion to the Storm Cliffs. However, Arthas did not come specifically to fight against the Federation. He mainly came to fight against the Federation.

Because of the reform of the Kingdom of Stormwind, the nobles in Lordaeron were as restless as a beast with its tail burned. They were so annoyed that Arthas could not manage the country properly, and even the personal affairs of Arthas and Jaina were

Life has been turned into a mess.

It happened that Queen Jaina went out to visit her old friend. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Arthas also brought the expeditionary force to the Storm Cliffs to get some fresh air. He was really annoyed by the nobles in the country.

It is said that Garin and Liam are also in a very bad situation now. The nobles have united together and begun to put pressure on the king. They seem to want to force the king to stand firmly on their side.

But they ignored one thing. These kings are young people who have their own opinions and have experienced war. They will not be easily manipulated and are willing to become pawns in the hands of the nobles. Alsace himself also knows very well that everyone is actually here.

Waiting for an opportunity... But Varian, who is at the center of the storm, has been very silent, so the other kings must endure it first.

On the second day after Alsace arrived at the base of Snow Stream Plain, another special expeditionary force also arrived at this ancient battlefield. After receiving the news, Alsace personally went out with his guards to greet this team from afar.

The coming legion.

They came here on the draenei's forbidden demon ship, and the army that allowed Prophet Velen to dispatch the precious forbidden demon ship must have a deep connection with the Holy Light.

"Buzz"

As the spaceship's teleportation beam shone, some armored sergeants appeared on the apron built by the dwarves. Arthas straightened his clothes, walked over quickly, and saluted the two old knights leading the way.

"Welcome to the two of you, the great knight Mograine, and the old general Abedis!"

Facing Alsace's warm welcome, the two knights also leaned slightly and saluted the king. They are now the leaders of the Order of the Silver Dawn. Although this political system is different from that of ordinary kingdoms, there are leaders.

majesty.

"It's so pleasant to see the travelers of the Holy Light in this damned world of ice and snow. Little Alsace, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have already surpassed us old guys!"

Old General Abedis smiled and patted the king's shoulder, just like Alsace did when he was a child. It is no exaggeration to say that Alsace grew up under the watchful eyes of General Abedis. This man

The old general was one of the important members of Lordaeron's military back then.

"I still need to learn and learn from the seniors."

Alsace smiled humbly. He chatted with the two old knights for a few words, and then asked the guards to lead the members of the knights into the base. Just when Alsace was about to leave, a crisp

A voice sounded behind him:

"Are you His Majesty Alsace? Maybe I should call you...uncle?"

This voice made Arthas turn around suddenly, and he saw Anduin Wrynn standing behind him, wearing a small suit of armor. The cold temperature of the storm cliff with the howling wind made Anduin's nose tremble.

Red, but this child still stood up straight in the cold wind like a real paladin. The most eye-catching thing was the long sword on his back. As he walked, the child was three feet tall.

Within, there is a warm holy light shining.

At first glance, it looked like an extraordinary weapon, even more powerful than the broken holy sword "Pale Justice" in Arthas' hand.

"Are you... Anduin?"

Arthas has never seen little Anduin, but he can see the shadow of his eldest brother Varian in the familiar cheek contour and eyes of the blond child in front of him. The inheritance power of blood lies in this

The world is sacred. Looking at little Anduin in front of him, Arthas suddenly returned to his childhood. He remembered the black-haired warrior who always protected him and his sister.

"Anduin Wrynn? Your father is Varian, right?"

Arthas squatted down and looked at Anduin in front of him, who was also looking at him. The two people who had never met before felt very familiar to each other at this moment, like...

Like relatives.

Anduin blinked, looked left and right, and said to Arthas in front of him:

"Yes, I am Varian's son. Can you tell me a story about my father? I haven't seen him for a long time, and I heard that he has always treated you as a younger brother, so... you

They are also my relatives, right?"

This childish question filled Alsace's handsome face with a smile. He smiled and rubbed Anduin's head, then held his hand and said to him:

"Of course, kid, but this is not a place to talk. Go to my tent. There is good fruit wine there."

"Oh? Can I bring my friends with me?"

Anduin looked at Arthas, who nodded, and a moment later, under the protection of more than 40 powerful light-forged knights, a strange-looking Arthas led Anduin to his tent.

The Paladin King looked at the human Paladins with Holy Light runes on their bodies from time to time. He had never seen such a weird ritual, but this did not prevent Arthas from becoming curious about it.

Maybe, this kid Anduin...has some secrets of his own.

Maybe, his seemingly silly nephew is also faintly showing his strength to Arthas. Maybe, Anduin is using this method to seek cooperation between the two parties...

A smile appeared on Alsace's lips...

Haha, today's children... are really eye-opening.

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"Quack!"

A loud chirping startled the birds in the entire jungle. Amidst the chirping of countless birds flapping their wings and rushing into the sky, a beautiful black and blue raven quietly passed through this ancient and wild land.

basin.

Ansu's eyes were constantly searching in the jungle, as if he were looking for something important, but the problem was that he didn't even know what he was looking for...

How bad!

The Storm Raven cursed secretly for the thirteenth time, but it still flapped its wings and kept hovering over the jungle.

Farther away, a white shadow was also looking for the jungle on the other side. It was a strange harpy flapping its wings. It was Aviana, the Mother of Birds, another demigod of the wilderness.

In the jungle below Ansu, a figure like black lightning kept jumping back and forth in the depths of the jungle. The black panther and the god of hunting, Asaman, were like the best spies, searching this ancient land inch by inch.

The earth that exists to this day.

"Quack!"

Ansu let out another chirp, which was full of undisguised annoyance. It circled in the air several times, and then landed on a huge branch in the jungle. After a while, Ashamana's graceful

The streamlined figure also appeared on the stone in front of it.

"Little Leopard, are you sure you are leading the right way?"

Ansu croaked and asked:

"We have been searching here for five days, rummaging through this valley, but found nothing... My Rukhmar, Aisena and Goldrinn also searched for several days in Un'Goro Crater,

There are also Tortura who went on a long voyage, the brothers Ursol and Ursok in Zul'Drak, and Agamaggan on Mount Hyjal. We even contacted the four supreme gods who ignored us.

...leave them to search in the Vale of Eternal Blossoms."

"But nothing!"

The restless storm raven flapped its wings, the moon and sun emblems hanging around its neck swaying, and screamed:

"Logically speaking, this has nothing to do with me. After all, Rukhmar and I are not native demigods of Azeroth, but I still want to ask, little leopard, are you sure that Freya is really

Are you asking for help? Isn't it because you were infected with nightmares and had auditory hallucinations?"

"Ouch...(Don't call me little leopard!)"

A hint of anxiety flashed across the black agate-like eyes of the black panther Ashamana. It waggled its tail and let out a low roar:

"Oh (I'm sure that's not an auditory hallucination. The great Freya is asking us for help. Something bad happened, and it happened a long time ago, but I don't know where she is. Sholazar Basin,

Un'Goro Crater and the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. I remember them very clearly. They were Ms. Freya's ecological park and her favorite and most cherished place. She must have left something here... I can feel it.

, in these places!)”

"But we have searched everything, and we are just short of turning over the land here inch by inch! Of course, I am not doubting you again, I just think that we should at least have a detailed target, what do you think? Little Leopard. Also.

..”

Ansu tilted his head, pecked out a fresh mantid from the pocket hanging around his neck, and bit it into pieces. While enjoying the delicious food, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ashaman. This raven

With a gossipy look in its eyes, it asked in a low voice:

"Rukhma and I have always kept our promise to help you find Freya. I know that he is a Titan Guardian, but I still don't know, what is the relationship between you and Freya? Could it be that... you

Is it her domesticated pet? Are you coming to help your master now?"

"Oh hoohoo, then you are really too "loyal"!"

Ansu's sinister tone did not make Ashaman angry. On the contrary, the beautiful black panther lay on the stone tiredly, basking in the sun and saying lazily:

"Oh... they are not pets, Ansu. You naturally born demigods will not understand the connection between us and Ms. Freya... Let's put it this way, we are all shaped by Ms. Freya.

, without her help, we would have withered in time..."

"In the beginning..."

A trace of nostalgia flashed through Ashaman's beautiful black agate eyes. It covered its eyes with its furry paws, like a big cat, and whispered:

"We, all demigods, are actually just some naturally born beasts..."

"Just like me, in my limited memory, when my story started, I had lost all my relatives. A group of hungry wolves killed my parents, and they also tried to kill me. When I was young, I was infected with

With the blood of my parents, I could only roar helplessly at them...I was only one step away from death..."

"Lady Freya saved me...just like she saved other demigods..."


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