Reborn Night Rise

Chapter 472 The crisis is approaching!

Child, the day you were born, the forests of Lordaeron whispered this name: Arthas!
According to ancient history records, in the highest plane, the ancient elves were corrupted by various factors such as the invasion of the void, the fall of chaos, and the rise of the orcs, and then the Emerald Dream was corrupted by the conspiracy of the ancient gods. The glorious civilization thus split and was divided into four races: Nature, Naga, Dark Night, and Blood Elf. During this period, a race that was originally ignored by people, and a race with extremely low life expectancy and individual quality was developed during that period, and slowly The rise of!
They call themselves: Terran!
At first, a group of human beings who explored the mysteries of the gods found the Pantheon with their innovative thinking and incomparable exploration power, and made Amansel, the lord of light, notice this race that he had neglected!

Therefore, as the oldest Titan, the first god in the beginning of chaos, he bestowed his talent: holy light on human beings!

Therefore, in that year, a group of people who explored knowledge were recognized in the Titan Temple, founded the Land of Secrets, established the inheritance of the guardian, and a group of people who advocated glory established the temple and opened the inheritance of the paladins.

So this new race began to germinate!

A hundred years later, this race rose rapidly on the highest plane, and the speed was so fast that those ancient races looked sideways. They had powerful knights comparable to the chaotic clan, and a mage inheritance that was not weak and the Ice and Snow clan, and they were capable and survived countless times. The powerful leader side by side with the legendary heroes of thousands of years!

The first person who can fight against the sword master of the orc race appeared on the battlefield. His name is Uther. , the invincible iron cavalry of the orcs was blocked by the human race. In that year, the glory of the human race reached its peak. In terms of martial arts, there was a legendary hero Uther, and the guardian also had a top figure: Medivh!
That year, the newcomer among the seven kingdoms of the human race: Lordaeron, the place where the Silver Hand was founded, the king gave birth to a genius who was blessed by the holy light at birth, and the king named him: Arthas!

This is a child who was noticed by Amansel during the blessing. As the oldest Titan, it immediately discovered the child's unparalleled talent, because when everyone bowed their heads to pray for themselves, the child's eyes Shining like a star looking at himself outside the sky, the newborn child is the most spiritual, but such a spirituality has never been encountered in hundreds of millions of epochs. It knows that it has found the most spiritual. A strong knight, this child is qualified to be the strongest guardian knight in the pantheon!

So at this moment, Amansel chose the opponent!
So he sealed the incomparably powerful power of holy light on the child's right hand!
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The Tirisfal Forest is famous for its fertile land and beautiful natural environment. The Arathi built a fortress here to protect the people and farms who moved here. Some veterans who followed General Lordan also retired. Here, in memory of General Lordaeron, the people here named this land Lordaeron.

It is the cold winter season at this time, and Lordaeron's technology is not as advanced as that of Dalaran. Although it has a powerful silver hand, the country is still a farming nation. It was rare to see people, but at this moment, a violent noise came from a remote forest!

With a bang, the land was aroused with snowflakes all over the sky, and the surrounding trees were in a mess, but it was only a boy under five years old who caused all this. The golden pupils are particularly conspicuous.

At this moment, he looked at the broken knight's long sword with annoyance on his face: "Your Excellency Camille, this is what you call a high-quality weapon?"

"Tsk tsk!" Beside her, a woman in a light blue sandcloth with silver hair who looked like a snow elf was amazed: "This is your blessed hand of the Titan? It's really amazing. Give it to me." Shall I do some research?"

The young man frowned, and said seriously: "Lordaeron is not allowed to do research on living people. Article 750 of the National Criminal Law: Anyone who uses living people or living things as materials for research will be hanged!"

"Oh, the old-fashioned country raised you so old-fashioned!" Camille pinched the opponent's nose mischievously. Alsace frowned and wanted to dodge, but how could he dodge a legend at the age of five? The trick of a level snow elf priest?

"That...you don't look big, why would Master Uther call you senior?"

"Hmph, my lord is famous in the mainland. Your master was not born when the legend was cast. What's so strange about him calling me senior?"

"Oh, so you are so old!"

"Looking for death, right? Brat!"

After the two quarreled for a while, Alsace sat on the ground, looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and said with a look of disappointment on his face, "Hey, Ms. Camille, do you think I'm not suitable to be a knight?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Because." Arthas looked at his hand in confusion, "I can't hold the sword!"

Speaking of Camille’s headache at this time, Arthas is too young to control the energy of his right hand, but in Lordaeron, a five-year-old child should receive some training about warriors, the problem is... Now there is no weapon for him to wield, and it will break if he doesn't pay attention!
However, it is not possible to prepare some high-grade weapons for him. Generally, high-grade weapons are made of high-grade magic materials and have powerful energy. Alsace is not yet a professional. If you rashly give him such weapons, it is easy to hurt him. my own!
Moreover, the energy in his hands is unstable, it is easy to trigger the energy inside the high-grade weapon, and it is very easy to form an explosion!

That is to say, he can only prepare that kind of exquisite weapons with excellent craftsmanship, so a year ago, the Kingdom of Lordaeron began to summon forging masters with exquisite craftsmanship. Unfortunately, countless masters came to apply for this job, but they failed to complete the task. , no matter how exquisite the forging skills are, the forged weapons will not be used by Alsace!

Camille was a very famous alchemist in that era. At the request of the king, Uther personally went to the distant Ice and Snow Temple to invite the lord, but she has been in Lordaeron for a month, and she still has not been able to forge Produce a weapon suitable for His Royal Highness!
Ma Dan, if this continues, your own signboard will be smashed!Camille looked at this brat bitterly, she didn't expect that there are things in this world that can stump her, Mrs. Camille!

Looking at Camille's expression, the prince said weakly: "Well, if it doesn't work, forget it, I'm used to it anyway, or...I'll go talk to my father later?"

"Tell me about your size!" Camille jumped up violently, knocking out a big bump on the lovely prince's head, while Alsace squatted on the ground holding his head in aggrieved face, watching weakly. Looking at the other party: "Then what do you say?"

"Hmph, brat, the energy in your hand is too huge. Ordinary materials can't bear it at all. Forging skills can't make up for it!"

"Eh, it's a weapon with magic materials, I can't use it now!"

"Who said it can't be used?"

"Huh?" Alsace stared blankly at the other party, hesitantly said: "Master said."

"He knows shit!" Camille jumped up and said contemptuously: "He has little knowledge, the weapons he knows are all dead, so naturally they can't be used, but if the weapons are alive, they can be used according to your knowledge. If you adjust your own energy according to the situation, then it will not be a problem!"

"Are there any weapons alive?" Arthas stared at his eyes!

"Why not?" Camille smiled and said, "The guys in the Pantheon, aren't all the weapons in their hands alive?"

"Pantheon?" Although the prince is young, but under the education of his father and various ministers, his knowledge is not low. He asked curiously, "Isn't there a god in there?"

"Ah!" Camille looked at Alsace's right hand with a smile: "The right hand bestowed by God should of course hold the weapon of the gods!"
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Planet D: In the palace in the thirteenth district, a group of figures wearing black cloaks were half kneeling on the ground, with extremely respectful expressions on their faces. Among these figures, there was also a petite figure in a black cloak standing in the center. The figure is very strange, it looks so ordinary, but every move seems to be out of tune with this world, which makes people very uncomfortable, as if the whole world is crowding it out!
And in the corner, a dark blue enchantment blocks everyone out. The enchantment is very special, and it is not something that can be used by silver or gold. Although the range is small, in that space, anything that is approached is blocked. Freeze, dust, particles, and even time, because you will find that the sun is shining outside, but it is still night inside the enchantment!

But sitting in the center of the enchantment was Camille with a gloomy face, and Guo Lang with a pale face and fading vitality!
"Frostmourne! Tsk tsk, I see you again!" The voice in the figure's mouth was like syllables emerging from the chaos, illusory to the extreme, just listening to it makes people lose their minds!

"Even in artifacts, I have rarely seen such a perfect work. I have to say, your talent, I have been in the void for hundreds of millions of epochs, and this is the first time I have seen it: Camille!"

Camille opened her eyes weakly. Her originally optimist face became colder than ever, and endless cold light shone in her icy blue pupils. She gritted her teeth and made a rattling sound. And with endless anger!

"Rose!!!!"

　The remaining two chapters will be updated later. Someone is celebrating Fatty’s birthday, and I think they will drink some wine. Big Fatty also bought me a birthday cake for Fatty. Haha, I’m so happy. . . . . .la la la!

　　
　
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