Weapons

"Head, I see the Red Dragonflight! They are flying in from the northeast!"

"I know, I already heard the dragon's roar, lad!"

"Waited long enough, those dragons finally came!"

The gryphon riders patrolling the Endless Sea were the first to spot the approaching Red Dragonflight. With the Dream War coming to an end, the commanders now needed to launch another war in the real world that would determine the fate of Azeroth.

The Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza transformed into her human form and was brought into the camp. The Green Dragonflight had already arrived ahead of them. This time, the Dream Dragons and the Life Dragons would jointly participate in this great battle.

In the Dream, Alexstrasza mentioned that there was a way to reduce the difficulty of defeating the Nightmare Lord, but everyone needed to obtain a part of Xavius's physical body. After arriving here, she explained to everyone why this was necessary.

"Xavius's body in reality will allow us to pinpoint his location in the Dream. This time, after he revives in the Dream, he will definitely be very careful. Before the Dream merges with reality, I'm afraid he won't show his face easily again. So, we need a way to ferret him out."

"Then what do we need? A sharp weapon?" Prince Liam asked.

"That's right, we need a weapon that can cut through Xavius's body," Alexstrasza nodded.

At this moment, Cenarius and his party also arrived here.

Tyrande saw the awakened Malfurion, and the worry that had been hanging in her heart for months finally subsided. Malfurion nodded at her, revealing a smile, and Tyrande responded in kind.

But the most excited person was not them, but an incredible exclamation from within the Night Elf ranks: "Jarod?"

Only then did Tyrande see the white-haired Night Elf following behind Cenarius. Although he had a large white beard, she would never forget his identity.

This was the legendary Night Elf hero—Jarod Shadowsong!

Shandris Feathermoon, the commander of the Sentinel forces behind Tyrande, also let out a low cry that was difficult to suppress. But when she saw the sleeping woman in Jarod's arms, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

Ten thousand years ago, Shandris fell in love with Jarod, but Jarod only loved Shalla'drassil, which destined it to be a love with no outcome. Moreover, as Tyrande's staunch subordinate, she had been labeled as being on the High Priestess's side, while Jarod was Tyrande's mortal enemy, Maiev Shadowsong's younger brother.

Even after ten thousand years, Shandris's waiting would not yield any results.

And in the original history, even after Shalla'drassil's death, Jarod did not accept the idea of another love. This affectionate hero loved only Shalla'drassil in his entire life.

Maiev and Jarod, as siblings, naturally had a lot to say to each other, but this did not affect the main topic.

Cenarius participated in the discussion. Hearing that a weapon capable of wounding the Nightmare Lord was needed, he said, "I can do my part for this. I can add magic to weapons with suitable conditions to make them more powerful."

The heroes present took out their weapons one after another, allowing the Lord of the Forest to examine them.

Aiden's Silver Hand, Kayle's Deicide, Anasterian's Flamestrike, Thrall's Doomhammer, Grom's Gorehowl, Broxigar's Rune Axe, Liam's Order's Deliverance, Mograine's Ashbringer, Maraad's Hammer of the Naaru, Tyrande's Bow of Elune, Illidan's Warglaives of Azzinoth…

In addition, some weapons forged by dragons also appeared in front of everyone.

Quel'Serrar and Quel'Delar, this pair of sister swords, as well as Shalamayne, and so on.

Finally, after thinking for a while, Aiden took out the Eye of Sargeras and the Scepter of Sargeras, two artifacts. He felt that these two things might also have some effect.

For a time, this place became an exhibition hall of legendary weapons.

Cenarius first swept over the Silver Hand and Deicide, commenting, "Holy Light weapons, my enchantment effect is very low."

In front of Flamestrike, the inheritance sword of the High Elf royal family, Cenarius commented, "Elven artifact, elemental power is too heavy, same as above."

He swept over Doomhammer, revealing an interested expression: "This weapon possesses primitive natural power—but blunt weapons are difficult to cut through Xavius's body. Let's keep it for now!"

He swept over Gorehowl, Rune Axe, and the Warglaives of Azzinoth, his expression becoming solemn: "These are weapons that have drunk the blood of the Corruptor. Their essence has become even stronger. My enchantment will only destroy this effect. Perhaps they are already enough to wound Xavius's body!"

Those heroes present who had participated in the Outland War and had personally fought against Archimonde revealed expressions of reminiscence. The Silver Hand and Deicide had also tasted the blood of the Corruptor, but as Holy Light weapons, they were not corrupted by the fel-infused blood, but purified it.

No matter what these weapons were originally like, they were now enough to become legends!

Order's Deliverance and Ashbringer both received the evaluation of Holy Light weapons, while the Eye of Sargeras and the Scepter of Sargeras themselves possessed considerable power, and Cenarius's enchantment was no longer enough to change their essence.

Finally, only the weapons forged by dragons and the Bow of Elune remained, but these were not ideal weapons for adding natural magic to.

At this moment, Malfurion suddenly said, "I have a suggestion!"

He took out a branch full of magical energy from the space: "Why don't we reforge a suitable weapon?"

"A branch of Nordrassil?" Cenarius recognized where it came from at a glance.

"Yes, it is indeed taken from Nordrassil!"

Nordrassil on Mount Hyjal had already withered, so this branch in Malfurion's hand seemed even more precious. If it were used to create a staff or bow, it would definitely be able to exert unimaginable effects.

Cenarius took the branch, felt its power, and praised, "Perfect! Just what I wanted!"

"Give me two hours!" After saying this, Cenarius began to forge a divine weapon with his divine power. He already had a plan based on the shape of this branch—he was going to create an Oak Axe, a perfect weapon containing the wrath of nature!

It would definitely be enough to undertake the task of cutting through Xavius's branch!

Cenarius's actions inspired some people. Kel'Thuzad was also preparing to make some attempts.

He picked up Broxigar's Rune Axe—this weapon was originally just a standard weapon for death knights, made of saronite and titansteel. Although the material was good, it was not particularly outstanding. However, after Broxigar used it to cut off Archimonde's foot, this weapon underwent some qualitative changes after being tempered by the blood of the Corruptor, making it worthy of becoming a legend.

But it still had a lot of room for improvement!

Kel'Thuzad took out a pure black gem that constantly twisted and absorbed the surrounding light—this was the Rezzan Crystal that was originally used to forge Ashbringer. However, it was not Mograine's version, but the corrupted Ashbringer held by the death knight Mograine summoned by the Bronze Dragonflight from another timeline during the Battle of Icecrown.

After that battle, Mograine used the righteous Ashbringer to cut off the corrupted Ashbringer, personally ending his corrupted self. Later, Kel'Thuzad collected the dark crystal on the broken sword and used it to construct the magic circle to summon Archimonde. Finally, Kel'Thuzad died in the Battle of Silvermoon City, and Kel'Thuzad obtained this trophy from him.

Now, Kel'Thuzad was trying to embed this dark crystal into the Rune Axe.

However, he was not a blacksmith. He told Aiden his idea, and Aiden thought it was feasible, so he found King Magni Bronzebeard, who had been teleported here, and asked him to do it for him.

Embedding the crystal alone was very easy, but the difficulty lay in how to maximize the power of the dark crystal to amplify the power of the Rune Axe. Kel'Thuzad poured his annihilation power into the Rune Axe, constructing an energy circuit, and then connected it to the dark crystal, perfectly completing its transformation.

Aiden was also inspired, and he also tried to make this brand-new Rune Axe obtain even stronger power. The power of nature and Holy Light undoubtedly conflicted with the energy of the axe itself, so Aiden decided to bless the weapon with the power of time.

When Cenarius successfully created the Oak Axe, Aiden also completed the blessing of the Rune Axe.

He handed the weapon back to Broxigar and said, "This weapon now has the blessing of the power of time. Its attack will always arrive a moment faster than the enemy expects. I hope you can make good use of this weapon!"

The death knight Broxigar took the Rune Axe with both hands and nodded solemnly: "I will, Commander."

Afterward, he tried swinging it a few times. He felt a perfect balance completely different from before. When his energy was poured into it, it was greatly enhanced by the Dark Crystal!

Brox couldn't be more satisfied! He said excitedly, "This is a real weapon! It should have a name that matches it!"

Aiden looked at Karthus and smiled, "You should do it. I'm just icing on the cake. You're the one who fundamentally changed it!"

He really didn't have the talent for naming things. If he had to name it, this axe would probably be called 'Shadowmourne'—the death knight's runeblade. Besides that, Aiden couldn't think of anything else.

Karthus nodded in agreement. He thought for a moment and said to Brox, "Let's call it 'Dark Destroyer'!"

"Dark Destroyer…" Brox repeated the name, grinned, "It will surely be famous in history, my master!"

"I believe you have that ability, Brox."

On the other side, Cenarius had already completed his work. A branch of Nordrassil had been transformed into an Oaken Axe in his hands. Its handle and body were normal, but the axe blade was very unique—the two-inch-wide blade was almost completely transparent, emitting a faint purple light, and people could feel the pure natural power emanating from the blade.

Cenarius held the handle and swung it gently, and the axe blade drew a dazzling purple arc in the air, looking full of natural beauty.

After personally experiencing it, Cenarius was obviously very satisfied with it.

"So, who will use this weapon?" Cenarius looked at the crowd.

Aiden saw this recreated Oaken Axe and couldn't help but glance at Brox beside him. He had just obtained a 'Dark Destroyer' whose performance was no less than this Oaken Axe, so naturally he couldn't consider it anymore.

In the original history, this Oaken Axe was forged by Cenarius ten thousand years ago, and its original owner was Brox. Aiden didn't know if the War of the Ancients would still be the same in this world. As one of the protagonists of the War of the Ancients, Brox had become a death knight, and Nozdormu had also become very abnormal. He didn't know if this would affect the ancient times.

Aiden didn't know that in the Eye of Ysera, Ysera had told Malfurion and Cenarius that he was once the key hero who traveled to the War of the Ancients to prevent the Burning Legion from invading. But as Ysera said, after leaving the Golden Dome, Cenarius had forgotten such a thing, and the Lord of the Forest would not know that he "once" might have forged the same Oaken Axe.

Who wouldn't want to have the weapon in Cenarius's hand?

But there was only one axe, and only one person had the qualifications to use it. And most importantly, the person who held it would have to shoulder the heavy task of facing Xavius and striving to severely damage him.

So picking up the Oaken Axe was not just picking up a weapon, but also picking up a heavy burden!

Heroes who were good at using axes were summoned here, mostly orcs: the Varok family, the Hellscream family, as well as Sion and Darius from the Valoran Federation.

Aiden saw the "Weapon Master" Jax in the crowd and called his name again—Jax was definitely worthy of his title. He could master almost any weapon, and using a brass lamppost was just his protest against the rules of the League of Legends in the past.

"I hope you can understand what it means to pick up this Oaken Axe," Cenarius raised the legendary weapon and asked, "Who is willing to take on this responsibility?"

Everyone present had experienced the great battle in the dream not long ago. Even if they were not extraordinary people who faced the terrifying power of the Nightmare Lord head-on, they could understand the power of this terrifying existence.

"I can," Varok Saurfang stepped forward.

"Me too!" Garrosh Hellscream stood out.

Everyone who was selected spoke out. At this moment, no one would retreat. Only cowards would!

Aiden said, "There is only one axe. We must be prepared—be prepared to step into the breach! I think we should set a sequence, who will hold this axe first, and if he can no longer continue fighting, who will take over second, until we achieve our goal!"

These words immediately made the atmosphere serious and tragic. Even most extraordinary people could not guarantee that they could survive the Nightmare Lord's storm-like offensive, let alone these heroes who used axes, most of whom did not have extraordinary power?

Weapon Master Jax threw his brass lamppost on the ground and stepped forward, "I'll go first!"

This order was quickly determined: the first was Jax, the second was Varok Saurfang, the third was Grom Hellscream, Garrosh, Dranosh, Darius, and Sion.

If the sacrifices of these people could not achieve the goal, and Brox's Dark Destroyer could not wound Xavius, he would finally pick up the Oaken Axe, so that other people who were not the most skilled at using this weapon would also use it to achieve the combat goal.

This will be a life-and-death battle!

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When all preparations were completed, the armies of all races of Azeroth marched mightily towards northern Azshara. The Dragonflight cleared the way in front, and any Nightmare minions blocking the way were turned to ashes in their angry dragon breath.

Pantheon and Jax walked together. Jax's brass lamppost had turned into an Oaken Axe, and his equipment should have been greatly improved, and his overall strength would have greatly increased, but the people around him were a little afraid to speak.

Pantheon walked for a while, unable to accept such a silent and awkward atmosphere, and couldn't help but shout loudly, "Jax, this time, I'm convinced by you!"

Jax glanced at him through his mask, and then said "Oh" in response.

"Don't you want to say something?" Pantheon asked gruffly.

Jax thought for a while and said, "This axe is good."

Pantheon was speechless. He and Jax were rivals. They couldn't stand each other. Later, in order to determine the winner, they decided to bet on challenging the strongest creature in Summoner's Rift—Baron Nashor, and whoever pulled out Baron Nashor's tooth first would win.

Later, Jax won, and he completed this feat. But Pantheon lost very unconvinced, because he didn't go at all. Leona thought such behavior was childish and dangerous and stopped him.

So Pantheon had always been unable to hold his head up in front of Jax, but he was very unconvinced in his heart. If it weren't for Leona, who would win and who would lose was not certain!

But this time, Jax's courage convinced Pantheon. Not everyone has the courage to face a super monster. Especially the first person to take the Oaken Axe has the lowest chance of survival. Pantheon knew in his heart that although Baron Nashor was strong, he was insignificant compared to Xavius.

At this time, Aiden walked up and said, "Actually, there is no need to worry too much. Maybe we can achieve our goal without this Oaken Axe. Don't forget the Dark Destroyer in Brox's hand, and the weapons of our other people are sharp enough."

"I just want to be the first to win the honor," Jax said frankly, "The first person to rush up is the most dangerous, but it is also the easiest to succeed!"

Because Xavius will not be too defensive before he has tasted the power of the Oaken Axe. If he is cut by the axe, he will be more vigilant later, and the difficulty for the heroes behind to succeed will naturally increase greatly.

Aiden had to admit that Jax was right. He noticed Jax's dress. He seemed to always be wearing a mask. Even Kayle took off her helmet sometimes, although rarely, but no one had ever seen Jax's true face from the time he was summoned until now.

Aiden was a little curious, because Jax only had three fingers, and only two toes on his feet, which was obviously not a human characteristic.

But since Jax chose to hide it, he would not deliberately ask. When he was willing to say it, he would naturally speak.

If he does not die in this battle, Aiden believes that he will have a chance to wait for him to tell his identity himself in the future.

The Allied Forces advanced very quickly. A few hours later, the vanguard had reached northern Azshara. And in this place, the materialized Nightmare minions, like in the dream, had formed a black army and were waiting in battle.

The battle is about to break out!