Year 25 of the Dark Portal Time flies by slowly, and the end of the year is quickly reached.
But this year is not a good time. The news coming from the north always makes ordinary people a little worried, but fortunately it will not affect their own lives for a while, so the kingdoms have generally remained quiet, except Eastern Kingdoms, the southernmost Kingdom of Stormwind.
As September approached, a major event happened in Kingdom of Stormwind, a major event that shocked the entire Civilized World.
Archbishop Benedictus, that Avatar of Holy Light, the great Bigwigs known as "Saint", was attacked on the way to inspect Westfall's Sanctuary Priest who was accompanying him all died under the attack of Thugss. Archbishop was seriously injured. When Order of Knights and Order of Knights of Stormwind City arrived, Mr. Benedictus was already in trouble.
Stormwind City Royal Family did not dare to hide this kind of thing, and almost completely transparently informed the people who were almost crazy about the whole process of Archbishop's death.
According to the news brought back by SI:7 and the knights, a real battle took place where Archbishop died. The ground was hit by violent energy with terrible cracks, and those Fanatical Worshippers went to the scene to check and the results were exactly the same. The terrifying Shadow energy was still entrenched there and would tear all the ordinary people Recklessness into Fragments.
Judging from the things found at the scene, Archbishop was clearly not killed by humans or Wisdom creatures, because there were some insect-like limbs at the scene, as well as the wild shadow and death energy, which are easily reminiscent of the war taking place in Northrend.
A week later, the same murder weapon was officially displayed, a broken Runeblade. There is only one creature in the world that can use this kind of weapon, Death Knight!
Then the truth came out!
The crazy Lich King sent someone to assassinate the leader of Church of the Holy Light, and that Madmen had every reason to do that! Because killing Benedictus Archbishop would be a heavy blow to the entire Civilized World.
Sadly, those Madmen succeeded!
King Varian, who had just returned to the capital from the northern front, personally hosted Benedictus Archbishop's funeral, he announced that Half's statue of Archbishop would be permanently placed in Northshire Abbey, and he gave Archbishop is an endless honor. Lord Benedictus dedicated his life to the will of Holy Light. Without relatives or Offspring, his death is as heavy as turning a page in history.
At the end of the funeral, King Varian swore in front of the crying people that he would never give in to Arthas and would fight to the end. He also announced that he would form Second Expeditionary Corps of Kingdom of Stormwind and go to Northrend to fight. For a time, he was Pain The believers of the Master responded one after another. In almost less than a week, Burning Legion was fully occupied and went to Northrend.
It is worth mentioning that the materials donated by the believers were enough for Kingdom of Stormwind to build four more Expeditionary Corpss of the same size. However, in order not to affect the ongoing battle within the kingdom to clear Twilight's Hammer Cultists, Royal Family ultimately did not send out Third Expeditionary Corps.
But this approach, this kind act for the sake of justice, has been unanimously recognized by the people.
Of course, some "smart people" will question why Lich King is still able to send powerful Rogue to assassinate Lord Benedictus all the way now that the Northrend war is going on so fiercely. The most important thing is, how could the itinerary of Bigwigs like him be leaked?
But after telling their Doubt, most of these "smart people" were invited to drink tea by SI:7. Those who refused to change their ways would be secretly sent to Northrend's battlefield in the name of "voluntarily joining the army for Lord Benedictus Revenge" in the dead of night.
Everything was harmonious, and there were no major problems. Especially after some of Cathedral of Light's loyal Priest volunteered to join the army, the Cultists disaster that had intensified throughout the kingdom was actually completely suppressed in the next two months.
Well, this can probably be attributed to the fact that the soldiers were inspired by the will of the dead Archbishop, so they could not tolerate anything Evil. In the end, under the guidance of justice, they completely defeated madness and Evil.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
This is a forging room filled with scorching heat. Heavy forging sounds are constantly coming from inside. The temperature in the room has reached at least over 50 degrees. Ordinary people will be burned if they walk in. Obviously, the weapons being forged here are no ordinary weapons.
Bronzebeard Prince Muradin waved the Blacksmithing Hammer in his hand, and carefully knocked on the red-burned, unquenched original embryo War Axe in front of him. Dick stood aside with his hands tied, even as a From Master Blacksmith's point of view, Dwarves Prince's forging skills are incredibly high. In fact, Dick has always suspected that Muradin and Magni are probably Azeroth's most skilled blacksmiths.
"Bang"
Dwarves put down the forging hammer in his hand, picked up a small hammer again, and tapped lightly on the edge of the ax blade. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, put the hammer aside, took the towel handed over by Dick, wiped the sweat on his head, and winked at Dick.
The latter immediately took out a bucket of white cold water from the side, wrapped in Holy Light, carefully lifted the edge of the bucket, and poured it into the sink next to it. Just the moment of contact, the water with extremely low temperature covered the sink with a thick layer of Frost.
That was water taken from Ten-Thousand-Year Glacier near Frosthold. It is definitely one of the coldest liquids in Azeroth. Only with this temperature can the weapon be guaranteed to complete the perfect quenching process in an instant.
Muradin carefully picked up the original embryo of War Axe with iron pliers, and then put it into the water.
"Whoosh!"
It was not the kind of white mist that emitted when an ordinary weapon was quenched, but was directly frozen in the water flow. After a few seconds, Muradin reached out and touched the exposed ax handle, and nodded to Dick.
Paladin raised Fist, the scorching Holy Light danced on Fist, and then punched Long Block of Ice in front of him. Finally, with one hand, he held a dark, gorgeous and ferocious black War Axe in his hand.
"Uh... done, Shadow's Edge!"
Dick held the heavy War Axe in his hands and looked at it carefully.
This is a black Single-Edged Axe. Two sharp Spear Pointss are pulled out from the ax blade in a straight line. There are three raised small blades all over the edge, which improves the lethality and beauty of this War Axe. On the back of the ax, there is a raised small ax blade. Just like the raised blades, it is also extremely lethal.
In the center of both sides of War Axe where it connects to the ax handle, there are two pieces of blue Gemstone, which are the most perfect Soul Gemstone taken from Council of the Black Harvest., and there are dense ravines left on the ax surface of War Axe, which are prepared for the later Imbuement and Enchanting.
The entire War Axe is 1.5 meters long. It is a real two-handed ax with a simple appearance, but when it is held by Dick, its ferocious aura is undoubtedly revealed. On the edge of the ax handle, Carved has the name Muradin and Dick. This is the tradition of the forging masters. Only when the works that satisfy the demanding masters come out, they will leave their names on it.
Muradin stroked the weapon with a look of fascination. He took it from Dick. This War Axe was obviously a bit too long for Dwarves, but this did not affect Warrior's love for this weapon.
"This is simply the most perfect masterpiece! The balance, lethality, ductility, sturdiness, energy conduction, and even the shape are all perfect! The moment it was created, it already had the true quality of becoming a Legendary weapon. It only needs a little bit of energy injection to give it its own soul!"
The master smacked his lips and regretfully returned War Axe to Dick.
"I really envy you, this guy, to have such a real weapon. The bloody storm it caused on the battlefield will be the beginning of its true legend. Shadow Front, tsk tsk, this name suits it very well!"
Dick shook his head. He looked at War Axe in his hand, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"No, I don't plan to use it, and it's not finished yet. This is just the beginning. It will assume an important task that no other weapon can bear. But thankfully, we have completed the most complicated step."
"So you're going to give it to someone else?"
Muradin frowned, he took out Smoking Pipe from his arms, lit it on the hot fire, then looked at Dick and whispered,
"I don't recommend you do this. Dick, Legendary weapons have their own souls and characteristics. It is far from as simple as you think. If this weapon is tamed by others, you will lose it forever! I heard from my brother that Dark Iron's Thaurissan was lucky enough to build it. In order to forge the Legendary weapon, he hollowed out the entire Shadowforge City, and was even willing to surrender to Ironforge. That lucky guy got the core of Firelord. Without that, it would have been impossible for him to succeed at his level... Okay, I'm going too far."
Old Dwarves shook his shoulders apologetically, and then emphasized his tone,
"Who are you going to give it to?"
"I don't know yet... I'm not sure who has the luck and will to be recognized by Shadowmourne."
While Dick and Muradin were discussing, in Ebon Blade Floating Citadel far above Angrathar Camp, Uther frowned and looked at the messenger in front of him.
It was a Frost Dwarves riding Giant Eagle. He claimed to be King, the heart of Yogg·Storm, and Emissary of Holy Light User., but under interrogation by the guards, insisted on seeing Uther in person before telling him about his mission. Thassarian was helpless by Dwarves's stupid temper, and finally had to take him to the central hall of the floating city.
In fact, when seeing Uther, this Emissary made Sese tremble with fear.
This is not to say that Frost Dwarves is timid. Any creature will have this kind of instinctive fear when it sees Uther. It is the fear of lower-level life towards Higher Lifeform, and it is also the resistance of life itself to death, just like prey seeing Hunter.
"Say! Dwarves, what news do you bring?"
Uther moved his hands impatiently. The closer he got to Arthas, the more angry he felt inside. In fact, if Knights of the Ebon Blade hadn't needed repairs, he would have already rushed into Icecrown Glacier with these dead knights.
Facing the impatient Death Knight Highlord, Frost Dwarves gritted his teeth and said loudly,
"Mr. Dick Tang, asked me to send a message to Mr. Uther. He is waiting for you at K3 Base in Storm Peaks. If you are eager to see the destruction of Lich King, you'd better go and see him. He said that he has forged a weapon that can fight Runeblade!"
"Huh?"
The expression on Uther's face immediately became subtle. He waved his hand, and Thassarian left with the messenger. Death Knight thought for a while, picked up the War Helm he had placed on the table, and strode towards Flight Platform.
"It's interesting...Dick, what weird thing did you come up with again!"