Chapter 581 Want to equip? ROLL!
After killing the twin emperors, the mission of the coalition elite group ends here, and the next road can only be taken by the demigod boss.
But before disbanding, we need to divide the loot first...
The Twin Emperors are in charge of the wealth of the entire Qiraji Empire. Although most of it is used to reward their subordinates with some strange items, there are also high-quality equipment among them.
Among them, the most typical ones are the giant sword that was just held in the hands of the sword emperor Vikniras as a one-handed sword - Kalimdor's revenge and the staff in the hands of the demon king Vek'lor - Viknir Royal Power stick.
In addition, there are some equipment treasured by the Qiraji Empire, as well as weapons and armor left over from the night elf soldiers who died in the Battle of Quicksand thousands of years ago.
"This is…"
Charlemagne, who had just exchanged punches with Malygos, accidentally discovered a set of typical female light leather armor in the treasure house of the Qiraji Empire.
The style of this leather armor made Charlemagne look very familiar, and it took him a while to realize "Isn't this the armor that Namulia Lingo wore in the portrait that Emeril took out?"
This set of leather armor is not very eye-catching in terms of style, adhering to the "secret" principle of the secret passage, it looks not much better than the simple leather armor on Emerel, but its material can Let Charlemagne feel unusual when touched.
The three Windrunner sisters were surrounding Charlemagne at this time. After hearing his story, the three of them looked at each other, and Alleria said, "Let's take this leather armor back and give it to Emmoreel and Braun. Rand, after all, it is the last relic left by their relatives."
Alleria's opinion was unanimously agreed by the others. As a hero of the night elves, although not many people in the lower class knew her name due to the habit of secret passage, but Malfurion, Tyrande and others did. Doubtless knew of Namuria's exploits.
Tyrande and Shandris folded their hands devoutly and prayed, "May Namuria's heroic soul return to Elune's side."
Fandral, Jarod, Malfurion and the others also gave Namulia's leather armor a solemn farewell ceremony unique to night elves with solemn expressions.
Armor equipment is not lacking for the bosses of the elite group. There are many skilled craftsmen in their respective clans. The most important thing is the guy who eats for himself—weapons.
Kalimdor's Revenge was too great, so it was finally assigned to Ulan Gaoling, the tauren. Even he had to use both hands to swing it, and Ulan, who was accustomed to using a spear, had to be familiar with this weapon. It takes a while.
The competition for the royal scepter of Vek'lor is more fierce. After all, the legal professions in the elite group can use it, and the quality of this scepter is also very high, not inferior to the Shadow Wings treasured by Nefarian and Shadowflame Staff.
Benedictus was the first to abstain. He had already made a blessing/curse, and he didn't need other staffs at all. This staff that can switch between holy light and shadow forms at any time is simply tailor-made for him.
Having the artifact, Khadgar also chose to give up. He was confident that the Atiesh Staff in his hand would not lose to any weapon.
Because many spellcasters from the three camps showed interest, Charlemagne finally took out a few dice from his bag with a smirk...
After some contention, the tribe's wild boar shaman Calga Thorny won the royal scepter of Vek'lor, and the other Qiraji prophet's staff stored in the treasury was taken by Jasmine of Dalaran. Della accepts.
After the spoils are divided, it’s time to part. The Five Dragon King and the two demigods, Azshara and Velen, stay behind. Charlemagne can also participate in the spectator battle of C’Thun because of the artifact of order.
The others were sent back to the coalition camp outside the Beetle Wall by the portal opened by Malygos. They will stay here temporarily until the dust of the Battle of C'Thun is settled, and clean up the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj by the way. The remaining scattered insects.
Although relatives and friends such as Alleria and Lor'themar were worried about Charlemagne's safety, Duke Theron was determined to stay and experience the might of the Old God.
After all, he will face Yogg-Saron and N'Zoth in the future, and sooner or later he will face the Old Gods head-on. This time, with the big guys at the front, it happens to be a perfect learning opportunity.
Charlemagne hugged Alleria and Vereesa and rubbed their faces to comfort each other, "Don't worry, I won't join the battle. When Queen Azshara and the others are at the front, I will watch from behind. I have no doubts about my own strength." Self-knowledge."
Maybe he has reached the peak among mortals, but he still can't get involved in the extraordinary battlefield. Even if he has multiple artifacts, this will not change in any way.
After all, the artifact is just a foreign object, and cannot fundamentally improve his personal strength. Let him attack Ke'thun now, and maybe he can cause some slight damage to him with the artifact, but he must be far behind in terms of understanding and experience of the world's rules. far less than.
For creatures like the ancient gods, ordinary small wounds can heal quickly even if they don't care about them, but once they are hit by themselves, Charlemagne will distract the attention of the big guys in front of them.
Sirvanas deliberately made a nonchalant expression on his face and said, "Okay, Ollie and Vereesa, don't worry too much, this guy is cunning and won't put himself in danger."
Charlemagne shook his head indifferently at Cirvanas' sarcasm, and gestured to her with a cryptic smile, and quickly got the second lady's flushed cheeks and coquettish white eyes.
Among the night elves' team, Tyrande also looked at this side with worry, and Malfurion beside her had a more mournful expression. Fandral sighed softly, walked up and patted his teacher's face comfortingly. Shoulder.
Sending away the elites of various races with different expressions, Charlemagne and other people who stayed behind immediately began to calm down. The next battle must not be sloppy, otherwise even the guardian dragon is in danger of falling.
Saragosa, Eranikus, and Taranistrasz are still in the team for the time being, which was specially proposed by Charlemagne.
"According to the information provided by Ossirian, the energy for their previous actions was not provided by C'Thun, but a relatively pure power of protection, so I think...the three dragon princes and princesses who fell in Ahn'Qiraj thousands of years ago should still alive."
Malygos said excitedly at this moment, "No wonder you ordered me to control the scale of the explosion, so that's what happened."
The blue dragon prince Arygos was one of the very few survivors who managed to escape the attack of the dragon soul during the War of the Ancients, and he was also the only surviving direct descendant of Malygos.
During the thousands of years that Malygos fell into madness, it was his management that allowed the Nexus to still function normally.
However, in the battle of quicksand thousands of years ago, the true hope of the blue dragon clan unexpectedly received bad news, and was trapped in Ahn'Qiraj together with the other two princes and princesses.
At that time, the high-level leaders including Malygos and Saragosa thought that he would not be spared, and the entire Demon Nexus was gloomy.
Knowing that his son might be alive at this time, how could Malygos not be excited.
But Charlemagne remained vigilant against Arygos, because he was not sure when the blue dragon prince who later colluded with Deathwing was corrupted, and the most likely time period... was being imprisoned in Ahn'Qiraj This millennium in the temple.
(end of this chapter)