Anomaly Of Warcraft

Artifact, what is an artifact.

A magical object?

The weapon used by the gods?

A neurotic device?

There are a thousand artifacts in a thousand people's hearts, and Carlos suddenly has enlightenment in his heart at this moment.

For ants, quick-drying glue is an artifact; for cockroaches, the spirit of killing is an artifact; for mice, Tetramine is an artifact; for humans, Alipay is an artifact.

What you can feel when you jump up is called an ideal, what you can see when you raise your head is called a dream, and what you can see when you close your eyes is a fantasy. Although it is cruel, but this is the reality, that is, everyone's capacity is limited, there are always things that can't be done anyway, it is not you who shouted such as: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Aha~~~ The old man wants heaven-defying today! Whatever, it can be changed.

Based on this reality, the tool that can help you realize your dreams and transcend your fantasy is an artifact.

Let's be more blunt, one-sidedly turning the impossible into possible, this is a magical weapon, if it is a skill, it is called a magical skill.

Obviously the lava giant in front of him is not an easy opponent, Carlos still couldn't help but look at Ashkandi and Nefarian, wanting to see what the artifact that the Dark Iron Dwarves had to complete at all costs after the light faded. Deputy respect.

Then he almost slipped.

what is this?

A flower pot or a pot of flowers?

It must have been a mistake. Carlos understood that this is a special effect of perspective and an error of the eyes.

The four lava giants have just been summoned from the magma. The hot body shell has not yet cooled down into solid granite, alive like a big cooked fat man, Carlos grabbed super strong power from the soldiers beside him. Sniper crossbow with a bursting arrow.

Out of various scruples, Carlos is unwilling to show the power of the Holy Light, but this does not affect the strengthening effect of the Holy Light on the body in the long training.

The arrow swished into the chest of the lava giant and exploded at the core. The huge impact exploded the energy core that maintains the movement of the lava giant, and a lava giant rushed into the street.

Amidst the cheers, the soldiers followed suit and killed another lava giant with a bursting arrow.

A short-eyed lava giant tried to penetrate Ashkandi's battle with Nefarian, and was shaken to rubble by the black dragon prince's wild magic.

However, the last lava giant stepped on fragments of the same kind of corpse and walked over. Its shell has hardened, and the heavy footsteps are mixed with the roaring low roar of the fire element

"Meatworms, your performance is commendable, but it is useless. Lucky guy, I give you the name-Baikal, go, fight, please your creator!"

The phantom of Baron Geddon dimmed a little further, and a force was injected into the body of the last lava giant. Its color completely changed to dark black, its shell swelled and thickened, and its features became more prominent. It rushed towards Carlos. .

"Birdman, there is no good result against the Alliance, hand over the artifact, I can let you go."

Nefarian used spiritual magic to convey his will, trying to shake Ashkandy, but the magic power in his body was working, ready to do it at any time.

"I have no interest in artifacts or anything, go get them."

However, Ashkandi's reply in lingua franca made Nefarian a little confused.

As if afraid that Nefarian would not believe it, Ashkandi moved a few steps away from the artifact.

Nefarian was irritated by Ashkandi's small actions. The Black Dragon Prince felt that he was underestimated by a bird. He stepped onto the high platform, carefully guarding for a possible surprise attack. However, Ashcandy did not move.

what is this? A pot of flowers cast in steel?

Nefarian was also a little surprised, but soon the black dragon prince understood what kind of flower crafts this was, it was a terrible weapon.

The large inverted cone-shaped flowerpot is the handle, and the iron chain and hammer are coiled around it like a flower of steel in full bloom.

This is a four-headed flail! ! !

I can't believe that the three big five thick black iron dwarves who look like idiots actually cast such an artistic murder weapon - beautiful and deadly.

You don’t need to touch it, you can see with your eyes what kind of power this flail contains. The black-red smooth metal surface, with the wailing face of the soul appearing from time to time, is dragged into the abyss by the inexplicable claws, burning. The cold breath filled Nefarian's arcane vision.

Although the arakkoa signaled Nefarian to take it at will, the black dragon prince did not dare to actually come forward to fetch the object. Just now Ashkandi did something with his own blood, Nefarian had no confidence at all.

Although the black dragon prince didn't think that the opponent could build a killing game with a few drops of his own blood, the blood of the black dragon was not so unbearable. However, a kind of uneasiness still lingers in my heart, lingering.

Fear comes from the unknown, and fear only comes from understanding.

Nefarian snorted coldly, who was afraid of him except his father!

In the eyes of others, Archmage Victor Nepharios erected a magic shield, strode forward to the artifact, and looked up at the phantom of Baron Gaddon. Condensed on the hand holding the staff. From the beginning to the end, the archmage never looked at the arakkoa.

"Your taste is a bit special, worms, do you want to pray for Gadden's forgiveness? Offer your flesh and blood, the flames will purify everything about you."

"No brainer stuff."

Nefarian spoke coldly, and the color of the unexplained mana ball in his hand became more and more colorful.

"Baikal, stop him!"

Gadden yelled suddenly.

really!

Nefarian gave a triumphant smile.

This is just a hoax. Even Ragnaros, the Lord of the Balrogs, just pulled the demiplane named Molten Core to the depths of Azeroth. Where can Gadden have such power and magic? Accomplish the difficult task of transforming the real body and projection.

Although not sure who was behind the scenes, Nefarian felt that he had seen through this little trick.

So Nefarian threw the three-color mana ball in his hand at Gadun's phantom.

"Go back to your hometown! Fool."

The powerful magic directly expelled Gadden's will from above the artifact, and the Fire Elemental Lord didn't even have time to say a few ruthless words, and its phantom disappeared without a trace.

Without rushing to obtain the artifact, Nefarian turned and stared at Ashkandi the arakkoa.

"Now it is your turn."

"sure no problem."

Ashkandy replied contemptuously.

Nefarian didn't understand, where did the birdman in front of him face himself with confidence. Even the archmage in human form, Victor Nepharios, is not an opponent it can challenge, so where does its courage come from?

Artifact!

In an instant, Nefarian seemed to be electrified, but Ashkandi had already taken action.

The claws of the arakkoa were not magical at all, and Nefarian felt that his magic shield was about to shatter.

But it's only almost.

A shock wave swept across, Ashkandi was forced to retreat, Nefarian locked on the target, and was really ready to hurt the killer. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his back, and he flew out sideways.

Carlos was also surprised that Baikal, the alienated lava giant, was shot and flew out.

In Carlos's sight, the dark iron dwarf's artifact was like a Lion Majesty waiting for an opportunity to bite Nefarian.

Only Nefarian understood that the four-headed flail had four effects---breaking defense, being weak, lethal, and having no resistance.

Even though Nefarian was caught off guard, the powerful physique of the dragon made the black dragon prince not so easy to lead.

"How did a one-meter chain fly five meters away?"

With the Divine Shield technique protection, Carlos slapped the ash and stood up. The slap of the lava giant was not fatal, but it was a bit painful, but the incredible blow of the artifact made Carlos puzzled.

Nefarian stood up staggeringly, and Ashkandy just looked at it, and didn't look like he was ready to make a repair.

The soldiers were still shaking with the lava giant Berga, and Carlos was thinking hard.

"I can't hold on!"

Sora, who seemed to have been forgotten in the corner, suddenly yelled and gave up the spell he had been struggling to maintain.

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