Marvel's Humanoid Magic Weapon

His current strength is far from reaching the point where he can heal the wounds caused by being struck by an artifact like Frostmourne and tearing his soul apart.

Fang Tian checked Uther, the Holy Light Messenger, and estimated that this respectable old man only had a few days left to live.

"Ahem."At this moment, Uther the Holy Light Messenger, who had been knocked unconscious, woke up. He opened his cloudy eyes and looked at Fang Tian.

Fang Tian looked at Uther the Holy Light Messenger's wise eyes. There was a hint of death in his eyes, and he knew in his heart that this old man's time was running out.

"Ahem, it turns out you are an ancient god who has lost his power... But I don't understand why you made a deal with that demon?"The awakened Uther Holy Light Messenger asked slowly with a complicated look on his face.

"The invasion of the Burning Legion has become unstoppable. Fang Tian shook his head and replied.

"What! Burning Legion!"Uther. The Holy Light Messenger's eyes widened.

In fact, most of the legendary powerhouses in the world of Azeroth don't know that the Burning Legion is controlling the undead disaster. After all, the last invasion of the Burning Legion A distant 10,000 years ago, even the main elves who were fighting against the Burning Legion at that time were still sleeping in ignorance. As for

Uther, the Holy Light Messenger and other legendary human powerhouses, their understanding and understanding of the Burning Legion They only know it in ancient books.

They only know that this terrifying demon army once almost destroyed the world of Azeroth, that's all.

"Our world...can it still be saved?"Uther the Holy Light Messenger trembled, thinking that the world he had guarded all his life was about to be invaded by countless hell demons, his old body couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, the Holy Light will always guide the future of Azeroth."Fang Tian smiled slightly. The old man didn't have much time, so he comforted him as much as possible.

As for the source of the Holy Light faith"Naru", that kind of existence that still can't tell whether it is justice or evil, I'm afraid There is also a trend of blackening

"That's good...that's good. Is this why you cooperated with that demon in Alsace?"Uther the Holy Light Messenger breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask

"Yes, I need the springs of the Sunwell to restore my power to fight against the Burning Legion."Fang Tian comforted Uther, the Holy Light Messenger. What he said was not a lie. Indeed, he needed to absorb the power of the Sunwell to enhance his own strength so that he could hunt and burn when the Twilight Battle of the Gods broke out. Archimonde, the leader of the legion.

Of course, it doesn’t matter whether it’s confrontation or hunting, it’s not important anyway.

"Then can you agree to my request?……"A golden light appeared in Uther's eyes. He grabbed Fang Tian's palm and looked at Fang Tian pleadingly like a sad old man.

"You say."Fang Tian still maintains his respect for this old man who is worthy of the title of the world's great hero.

"Please kill...that demon in Arthas...for the people of Lordaeron...for my beloved Menethil II, I beg you.……"Uther, the Holy Light Messenger, grabbed Fang Tian's arm, his breathing gradually weakened, disappeared bit by bit, and finally fell into deathly silence.

At the last moment of his death, there was still some kind of request and hope in his eyes. He hoped that Fang Tian could kill Alsace.

"Don't worry, trust me, I will put an end to Alsace."Fang Tian looked at the old man who had lost his breath, and even his soul was annihilated by the Frostmourne sword energy. Although he met this old man for the first time in this world, he still felt a little sad in his heart. A ball of red appeared in his palm. The lotus-shaped fire of karma, the red lotus, gently floated on the old man's body, instantly igniting the old man's withered body, turning it into a ball of red flame, which burned grandly.

"May you find peace in the Holy Light. Although I forgot to tell you that Naaru cannot be trusted, but forget it, you won't believe it even if you tell me."After holding a funeral for the old man with red lotus karma fire, Fang Tian murmured to himself

"He was born with the power of Menethil, an artifact."

This power of Menethil, which condenses the power of the Holy Light, is filled with the power of Uther's Holy Light.

Uther, the Holy Light Messenger, has been condensing the Holy Light for decades, making this weapon itself The extraordinary weapon was transformed under the washing of the holy light and evolved into a divine weapon.

Such a powerful sacred weapon made Fang Tian feel the surging energy, tempting him like the most delicious food in the world.

Fang Tian licked Licking his lips, he lifted up the Power of Menethil, ate the hammer bit by bit, and swallowed it into his stomach to refine it.

Soon, a handful of the Power of Menethil that was nearly half a man tall was taken by Fang. Swallow all the sky into his stomach, become his nutrients, and transform into pure essence

"What a rich essence."After absorbing these essences, a golden light flashed in Fang Tian's eyes. After he refined these essences, his strength seemed to have increased by another level.

"I should now be considered a ninth-level intermediate creature in the world of Azeroth. After crossing two smaller levels, I can become a tenth-level legendary creature."Fang Tian felt the power in his body.

As he became a ninth-level intermediate creature, his power became stronger. His power increased from one hundred and two tons to two hundred tons. With the power increase of Fantian's seal, his power increased. When the power is at its most powerful, it can explode to six hundred tons.

Probably in the history of the world of Azeroth, there has never been a creature that can reach such a terrifying level just by relying on strength instead of magic power.

At the same time, Fang Tian felt that the talisman in his body Wen's blood is filled with more powerful power, his body has been fully strengthened, his defense has been improved, and he has become stronger. If he fights Arthas again, he will not be defeated by his Frostmourne sword. So much harm

"When I evolve to the tenth-level legendary realm, I probably won’t have to worry about Frostmourne causing me fatal injuries."Fang Tian silently felt that his defense continued to increase with his strength, and then recalled the sword that Frostmourne valued when fighting Arthas, and came to a conclusion.