Creation is a complex task.

He had understood this long before Tyrion tried to operate the Narak Brake engine.

He tossed around for dozens of minutes, and finally only managed to come up with a strange creature twisted like a creation of the old gods, which fully proves that creation is not a simple task that can be done by patting his head, and that the Naraksha engine is only a secondary creation terminal in the Titan Guardian system, and that thing is used by Rai to shape his family.

And now, if the High Lord wants to design a new creation template for the Grimblade, he must use the real Creation Terminal, which is more than ten times more complex than the Naraksha Engine, and frankly, after seeing the hundreds of buttons on the Creation Terminal, the High Lord's brow has never been lifted.

He had a hunch that for a long time to come, he would have to focus on the thing in front of him.

And this thing can't be done by Azadas instead of him, the reason is very simple, the soldiers of the Dark Blade use the power of death to fight, even after the "heroic spirit" in the future, their spirit essence will still not change, and the guardians are good at arcane energy creations, and the steel lives they make cannot carry the power of death.

So this can only be done by the hands of Tyrion, who represents the presence of death in Azeroth... He simply couldn't fake it.

Learning, it's never easy.

And at the same time that the Great Lord followed the Shaper Azadas to learn the basic theory of creation, the form of the Storm Cliff and even the entire Northrend continent was also advancing in an orderly manner, and the whole world did not stop because the Great Lord was addicted to learning and could not extricate himself, in fact, this world would turn the same no matter who was missing.

After the Storm Crags frontline coalition forces defeated the Fallen God and took his head, the coalition and the entire civilized world were invigorated, after taking the Rock Hall and the Lightning Hall, the road to Ulduar has been cleared, and with the help of the earth spirits who can shape the earth, a wide bridge of the sky has been formed on the cliff between the Titan city of Ulduar and the Storm Crags, and a steady stream of supplies and soldiers are sent to the steel walls of Ulduar every day.

The commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, Muradin, is waiting for the last few troops to come to support, and as soon as the army is ready, he will lead his soldiers into the city of Titans.

The battle in the Hall of Lightning made the Coalition higher-ups see the threat of the Thunderforge Legion, although these Iron Warriors were all defeated, but their endless brute strength and steel body left a deep impression on mortals, the Coalition has formulated new war countermeasures, unless necessary, the Coalition will not send soldiers to fight those steel monsters hand-to-hand... That's a death sentence.

For this reason, the coalition forces had to spend a huge amount of money to purchase a large number of arms and war weapons in the federal black iron area that were enough to arm the entire legion, and the federal government heard that this was the arms purchased for the Ulduar strategy, so it waved its hand, and this batch of purchases were all discounted by 7%, and in exchange, the federal government also took the opportunity to send a "war observation mission" to join the coalition army.

The dwarves don't mind this, anyway, the composition of this army is complex enough... They don't mind having a few more Federalists.

But this news has made the Imperials a little anxious, the current competition between the two camps of human civilization has begun to come to the fore, the Empire is unwilling to admit that it is weaker than the nascent Federation, they have the upper hand everywhere, and the Commonwealth people also look down on the pretense of the Imperials, but wherever there is an Imperial figure, they will also intervene, as if they are deliberately against the Imperials.

On the same day that the Federal War Observer Mission arrived at the Storm Crags, there was one more heavyweight commander on the Imperial side...

Alsace, the paladin king of the kingdom of Lordaeron. Minethiel personally took command and led the second legion of the empire to the Stormcrags, but Arthas did not come specifically to fight against the Federation, mainly because the reform of the Stormwind Kingdom made the nobles in Lordaeron as restless as beasts burned to the tail, and they annoyed Arthas was unable to manage the country properly, and even the private lives of Arthas and Gianna were messed up.

It just so happened that Queen Gianna went out to visit her old friend, and took advantage of this opportunity to bring an expeditionary force to the storm cliff to breathe, and he was really annoyed by the nobles in the country.

It is said that Garin and Liam are also in a bad situation now, and the nobles have united and begun to put pressure on the king, who seems to want to force the king to stand firmly on their side.

But they ignore the fact that these kings are young people who have their own opinions and have experienced wars, they will not be so easily manipulated and willing to become pawns in the hands of the nobles, and Arthas himself knows very well that everyone is actually waiting for an opportunity... But Varian, who was at the center of the storm, had been silent, so the other kings had to be patient.

And the day after Arthas arrived at the base of the Snowflow Plains, another special expeditionary force also arrived at this ancient battlefield, and after receiving the news, Arthas personally went out with his guards to meet this legion from afar.

They had arrived here on the Draenei Forbidden Ship, and the army that could be transported by the Prophet Viren with the precious Forbidden Ship must have a deep connection to the Light.

"Buzz"

Between the beams of teleportation, some armoured sergeants appeared on the tarmac built by the dwarves, and Arthas straightened his clothes and walked briskly over to salute the two old knights at the head of the group.

"Welcome to the two of you, Grand Knight Mograini, and Old General Abydis!"

In the face of Arthas's warm welcome, the two great knights also bowed slightly and saluted the king, they are now the leaders of the Silver Dawn Order, although this government is different from ordinary kingdoms, but the leader also has the majesty of a leader.

"It's a pleasure to see fellow travelers of the Holy Light in this damn icy snow, little Arthas, you have surpassed us old fellows in years!"

The old general Abydis patted the king on the shoulder with a smile, just like Arthas did when he was a child, and it is no exaggeration to say that Arthas grew up under the gaze of General Abydis, who was one of the important members of Lordaeron's military back then.

"I still need to learn, learn from the old-timers."

Arthas 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, and just as Arthas was about to leave, a crisp voice sounded behind him:

"Are you Your Majesty Arthas? I should probably call you... Uncle? ”

The sound made Arthas jerk back and saw Anduin standing behind him, dressed in a small suit of armor. Wrynn, the cold temperature of the storm cliffs with the howling wind made the bridge of Anduin's nose a little red, but the child still straightened his waist in the cold wind like a real paladin, and the most striking thing was the long sword he carried behind his back, so that the child had a warm holy light shining within three feet of his body as he walked.

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

"You're... Anduin? ”

Arthas had never seen little Anduin, but he could see the shadow of his eldest brother Varian from the somewhat familiar cheek contours and eyes of the blonde kid in front of him, the inheritance power of the bloodline is sacred in this world, looking at the little Anduin in front of him, Arthas suddenly returned to his youth, he remembered the black-haired warrior who always protected him and his sister.

"Anduin. Wrynn? Your father, it's Varian, right? ”

Arthas crouched down, he looked at Anduin in front of him, who was also looking at him, two people who had never met before, and at this moment they felt familiar to each other, like... loved ones alike.

Anduin's eyes blinked, he looked left and right, and said to Arthas in front of him:

"Yes, I'm Varian's son, can you tell me my father's story? It's been a long time since I've seen him, and I've heard that he's always treated you like a brother, so... You're my loved one, too, right? ”

This childish question filled Arthas's handsome face with a smile, and he rubbed Anduin's head with a smile, then took his hand and said to him:

"Of course, child, but this is not a place to talk, go to my tent, where there is good wine."

"Oh? So can I bring my friends along? ”

Anduin looked at Arthas, who nodded, and a moment later, escorted by more than 40 powerful Lightcast Knights, Arthas led Anduin to his tent with a strange face, the Paladin King looked at the human paladins with the Holy Light Runes on their bodies from time to time, he had never seen such a strange ritual, but this did not prevent Arthas from being curious about it.

Perhaps, Anduin's child... There are some secrets of their own.

Perhaps, his seemingly silly nephew, is also faintly showing his strength to Arthas, and perhaps, Anduin is using this way to seek cooperation between the two sides...

A smile appeared at the corner of Arthas's mouth...

Hehe, kids now... It's an eye-opener.

"Quack!"

A loud chirping startled the birds of the entire jungle, and amid the chirping of countless small birds flapping their wings and rushing into the sky, a beautiful black and blue raven silently swept over this ancient and wild basin.

Ansu's eyes were constantly searching the jungle, it was like searching for something as important, and the problem was, it didn't know what it was looking for...

It's terrible!

The Storm Raven cursed for the thirteenth time, but it flapped its wings and circled over the jungle.

Farther away, a white shadow was also searching for the jungle on the other side, a strange harpy with flapping wings, it was Avina, the mother of birds, another demigod of the wilderness.

And between the jungles below Ansu, a figure like black lightning constantly jumps back and forth in the depths of the jungle, and the black panther and the god of hunting, Ashaman, are like the best spies, searching this ancient land inch by inch.

"Quack!"

Ansu let out another chirp, undisguised irritability, and it circled in the air a few times before landing on a large branch in the jungle, and a moment later, Asaman's graceful, streamlined figure appeared on the stone in front of it.

"Little leopard, are you sure you're leading the right way?"

Ansu croaked and asked:

"We've been here for 5 days, rummaging through the valley and finding nothing... My Rukma took Eisena and Godlin to Angolo Crater for a few days, and Tortula on a voyage abroad, Utor and the Utsok brothers in Zudak, Agamagan in Hyjal, and we even contacted the four Supreme Gods who ignored us... Entrust them to find them in the Fairview Valley. ”

"But nothing!"

The restless storm raven flapped its wings, the emblems of the moon and the sun dangling from its neck swayed, and it screamed:

"Logically speaking, it's none of my business, after all, Rukma and I are not native demigods of Azeroth, but I still want to ask, little leopard, are you sure that Freya is really asking you for help? Isn't it because you're infected with nightmares that you're having auditory hallucinations? ”

"Whew... (Don't call me a little leopard!) ）”

A hint of agitation also flashed in the black eyes of the black panther Ashaman, who wagged its tail and let out a low roar:

"Ouch (I can be sure, it wasn't an auditory hallucination, the great Freya was calling us for help, something bad happened, and it happened a long time ago, but I don't know where she was, the Solaza Basin, the Angolo crater, and the Splendid Valley, I remember very well, it was Ms. Freya's ecological park, and it was her favorite and most cherished place, and she must have left something here... I can feel it, right in these places! ）”

"But we've searched it all, and we've turned the ground over inch by inch! Of course, I'm not doubting you again, I just think that we should at least have a detailed goal, you say? Little leopard. Also..."

Ansu tilted his head, pecked a fresh mantis demon from the pocket hanging from his neck, clattered and crushed, and while enjoying the delicacy, he pouted his eyes and looked at Asamman, the raven with a gossip in his eyes, and asked in a low voice:

"Rukma and I have kept our promise to help you find Freya, I know it's a Titan Guardian, but I still don't know, what is your relationship with Freya? Don't... Are you her domesticated pets? Now are you going to help your master? ”

"Oh huhu, then you guys are really too "loyal"! ”

Ansu's yin and yang strange tone did not make Ashaman angry, on the contrary, the beautiful black panther lay on the stone a little tiredly, and said lazily while basking in the sun:

"Whew... It's not pets, Ansu, you naturally born demigods won't understand our connection to Lady Freya... Let's put it this way, we were all created by Lady Freya, and without her help, we would have withered away in time..."

"In the beginning..."

A hint of nostalgia flashed in Ashaman's beautiful black onyx-like eyes, and he covered his eyes with his furry paws, like a big cat, and whispered:

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

"For example, in my limited memory, when my story begins, I have lost all my loved ones, a pack of hungry wolves killed my parents, they are still trying to kill me, and I am a young man, stained with the blood of my parents, and I can only howl helplessly at them... I was one step away from death..."

"It was Ms. Freya who saved me... It's like she's saved the other demigods..." 2k reading web