The first feeling you feel when you step into this Chillfrost Cave is not cold or fearful, but depression!
Extremely depressing, it was as if there were two completely different worlds outside the cave. Stepping into it, the heavy pressure made Bard couldn't help but bend down. A dark spark jumped out of Griftah's chest. Troll hurriedly threw the spontaneously igniting wooden sculpture on the ground and watched it quickly burn into Ashes.
This is not normal!
Even ordinary wood cannot burn out so quickly!
"You see... I didn't lie to you!"
Griftah took out two exquisite, twisted Troll from the torn leather bag on his back like a treasure Amulet handed one to Bard, and then looked at Senxia, "You don't need it, right? You have more Life Energys on your body than Thirtys put together, and these Death Auras can't hurt you at all."
Senxia didn't pay attention to Griftah's teasing. He pulled out Death's Kiss with his left hand. His right hand drooped, and five black vines protruded from his fingertips. It looked particularly weird. Bard's scalp was numb when he saw this scene, so he simply turned his head. But with this twist, he discovered something different.
"Look at that!"
Bard shouted, and the three people's eyes turned to the center of the dim cave. Among the ferocious ice spikes there, lay a golden Warhammer, which was emitting a faint light. The Warhammer looked extremely delicate, and there were Kingdom of Lordaeron's Insignia, a stream of light flows across the surface of Warhammer, and it also emits Silver Light and exquisite Runes. You can tell at a glance that it is a top-notch magic weapon.
"That's it!"
There was a hint of surprise in Senxia's voice. He strode forward, but was stopped by Griftah. Old Troll cursed,
"Hey, bastard! You're going to kill everyone!"
"Huh?"
Senxia looked at him. Old Troll was a little scared, but he still held his head and shouted loudly,
"There's something you can't see here! Something very dangerous! Damn it, don't do that Recklessness!"
After that, with the help of Bard, old Troll took out a small incense burner from the leather bag on his back, held it in his hand, Bard sprinkled some purple spices into it, and then lit it. Soon, the pungent incense filled the entire cave. Senxia squinted at the things in the cave and took a step back silently.
Just as Griftah said, in the invisible places in the air, there are traces of dark or snow-white gas creatures, which are rotating back and forth around the Warhammer. At the front of Warhammer, there is another giant snow-white creature that has formed a substantial size. There is no Half, only Half, those eyes are full of malice towards the three people, and there are ten sharp fingers like Razor hanging upside down under the arm, Gray's mist flows between those Ice Blades, at first glance, he is not a guy to be trifled with.
"What is that?"
Bard held his Officer's Sabre uneasily, while Griftah silently took a handful of bone Dagger from his waist and sighed,
"The embodiment of death and Frost energy, damn it! I have only seen this thing once at Zandalar Priests, I didn't expect it to be here too."
"Spirit Form?"
Senxia asked, and old Troll nodded, "Well, the most troublesome Spirit Form, as long as it is scratched, it will be infected by the death energy, and it is very likely to kill you! What the hell is the hammer? Is it really worth our lives to get it?"
Senxia shook his head, took out three Scroll from Bag of Holding, tore one open himself, and threw the rest to Bard, who put the Scroll in his With a touch of Rapier, a ball of golden Holy Fire appeared on the surface of Rapier, making it look like a pillar of fire. The hot breath also dispersed the coldness around it, making people feel much more comfortable.
"Oh! Damn it, you wasted at least 500 gold coins now!"
Bard opened his eyes wide and looked at the exquisite Scroll in his hand, "The permanently blessed Greater Holy Weapon! Last time at Steamwheedle Port, this Scroll sold for a high price of 545 gold coins!"
"Waste? No, not at all!"
Senxia glanced at Bard, "You don't know who you are serving yet, poor guy, as long as you can get that Warhammer, you can have as much money as you want! But at that time, you probably don't care about money anymore. There are many things in this world that cannot be measured by money. What you have in front of you is one of those things."
"So, what is that thing?"
Griftah casually tore open Scroll and wiped his bones Dagger, then took out several weapons from his pocket and wiped them one by one. His question made Senxia stunned, and then Black Demon King showed an interested smile. He simply sat on the ground.
"Are you sure you want to know?"
Bard tugged Griftah's arm with some hesitation. As a tomb robber who once walked in Dark World, he knew Dark World's Truth very well. The more he knew, the faster his life would be lost.
But Griftah didn't care. Old Troll said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Do you think you can still escape? Bard, your courage is getting weaker and weaker. I guess if we don't know this secret, we will suddenly "disappear" after walking out of this cave? Am I right? Black Demon King!"
Senxia's eyes flashed with amusement, and he flicked the blade, "Master didn't say that, but that was my original plan. There are some things that the fewer people know about, the better, especially... guys who are worthless but easy to leak, but..."
Black Demon King stuck out his bright red tongue, licked his lips, and deliberately said in a long voice, "But I currently lack some guys with "skills" like you under my command to help my master handle some things that are inconvenient for him to handle. Are you willing to change your employer?"
"Tell me first, what is that thing?"
Bard's tone became worse when Griftah pointed out something he hadn't noticed, but Senxia didn't care. He pointed at the Warhammer and whispered,
"Legendary weapon, have you heard of it?"
After saying that, he glanced at the confused faces of Bard and Griftah, and waved his hands with some enthusiasm, "At your level, it is probably difficult to understand things at that level. Let me just say it bluntly, in this world, there are less than ten weapons that can be called Legendary. In the hands of the great master, Windseeker and Blessing, that is the Essence assembly of the entire Elemental Plane of Air. The Hand of Ragnaros forged in Shadowforge City last year contains the power of the ancient Firelord. There is also the Staff of the Guardian in the hands of the now popular Archmage Khadgar. It is also the weapon that has been soaked by the power of countless Guardians, as well as Lord of Outland. The Moonblade in the hands of Illidan is a mysterious but absolutely powerful weapon. It is the embodiment of the power of Fel Flame."
Senxia said with a fascinated look,
"In addition, it is said that Quel'Thalas also collects some Legendary weapons, but those are just rumors. What you have in front of you..."
"Is it the Legendary weapon?"
Bard looked at the Warhammer with bright eyes, and took the initiative to complete what Senxia said, but was denied by Black Demon King.
"No, that's just Legendary Weapon Prototype! A carrier that has wandered between the sacred and Corruption. This experience has given it a special symbolic meaning. Coupled with its excellent quality, it has a slight possibility of becoming a weapon for Legendary!"
"Just maybe?"
Griftah looked at Warhammer in front of him with some regret, but was soon ridiculed by Senxia.
"Is it just possible? You don't understand the meaning of it at all! To fight against Lich King, you must first fight against Frostmourne. There is nothing more suitable than this Warhammer used by Arthas."
Senxia narrowed his eyes, stood up from the ground, and sneered, "Arthas was here Corruption, and he permanently lost part of his existence here. This is a secret that not many people know. Our adventure today means the beginning of another Legendary! Witnessing history with your own eyes... what else are you dissatisfied with! Get up, the chatting time is over!"
Bard and Griftah had to stand up. The two of them tightly held the weapons that Enchanting had touched in their hands. Senxia looked at Death Manifestation beside him indifferently and whispered,
"I'm here to clear a path, you follow closely! While I'm fighting that guy, you take it out of here, Gibbs will take you to Black Demon King parked at Venture Bay as quickly as possible, don't worry about me, remember?"
Bard and Griftah nodded, then Senxia launched Charge, his Charge and Warrior's Charge is not the same yet. Thanks to the core given to him by Dick, he has basically turned into a Nonhuman. When Charge, his figure almost left a series of afterimages in the cave covered with snowflakes.
He waved the Rapier in his hand casually, and a ball of golden Light and Shadow pierced through those small Death Manifestation, and the Enchanting energy of Greater Holy Weapon was the biggest natural enemy of these negative energy creatures. The pierced Death Manifestation was scattered in the air like a punctured balloon.
The speed of the sudden advance was very fast. Bard and Griftah had to step forward quickly to keep up with him. Soon Senxia grinned cruelly and waved his right hand. Five black vines rushed from all directions towards Death Manifestation who was clinging to Warhammer's head.
But the moment the vine came into contact with it, the mist flowing all over the guy's body became sharp in vain, cutting the vine open. The big guy seemed to be irritated and rushed towards Senxia, Black Demon King 0 The Rapier in 's hand collided with the guy's waving fingers, making a sound of steel clashing. Senxia's face changed, and he was repelled by the huge force coming from the sword's edge.
He took a few steps back in embarrassment. Senxia flicked his right hand, and a large black wooden shield quickly appeared on his arm. He shouted at Bard and Griftah,
"Go quickly!"
After shouting, he rushed towards the guy again. Bloody Oak gave Senxia unimaginable strength and resilience. Just as Griftah said, his Life Energy decided that it would be difficult for Death Aura to invade his body.
His fighting style was almost wild. He didn't care about the ten sharp Claws piercing the body of Death Manifestation and Pain. He used the wooden shield and Rapier in his hands to leave holes one after another burning with golden flames on the concrete body.
Bard and Griftah are not good at fighting. They looked at Senxia and Death Manifestation that with fear. Nonhuman's confrontation, but after Senxia's reminder, they also realized their responsibilities. Bard took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in their hearts, and held the same in their hands. Enchanting's Longsword slashed randomly, finally clearing the road, and Griftah used its last strength to rush to the edge of the sharp stone platform, regardless of the body being hit. Pain, whose stone surface was cut open, picked up Warhammer and ran out of the cave, but within a few steps, another wooden Amulet on his body began to burn more crazily.
This made old Troll Lost Souls so excited that he almost threw away the Warhammer in his hand and shouted to Senxia,
"There's something on this thing, and it's affecting my sanity! There's a voice, it's Arthas! Damn it!"
At this time, Senxia was using his own body to tightly entangle Death Manifestation, who was running towards old Troll and Bard, and responded with difficulty,
"Take it... out! Gibbs has... there is an isolation container there! Don't be stupid... Arthas will not accept... your allegiance!"
Old Troll glanced at Senxia, dragged Bard and ran outside desperately. At this time, the entire cave began to collapse in the roar of some powerful will. The dangerous Ice Shard fell from above their heads, and there were pieces of broken boulders.
"Let's go! Let's leave him alone!"
Griftah and Bard struggled to survive the impact of falling rocks and Ice Shard, rolling and crawling to the entrance of the cave. The next moment, the entire cave collapsed. If they had been slower for one second, they would have died inside.
Gibbs rushed up quickly, grabbed Lost Souls's bold Bard by the collar, and shouted loudly,
"Where are the things? Did you bring them out?"
Griftah threw the Warhammer out like a red-hot iron block. When Gibbs saw the Warhammer, he hurriedly threw the Crimson Wooden Box that he had been carrying on his back. opened it, threw Warhammer in, then carefully tied it up with Silver Chains, carried it on his back, and looked at Bard again.
"Let's go!"
After saying that, he took the lead and rushed into the snowfield that had begun to shake. Bard shouted from behind,
"Wait... wait! Your Captain is still in there!"
"Stop talking nonsense and come with me quickly! He will be fine! But if we don't leave quickly, I'm afraid... we won't be able to leave!"