Chapter 2532 My Fate Is up to Me

It is wrapped in a floating irregular giant ice, and the runes all over the body emit a cold blue light. Below it is an altar-like thing, standing on a snow-covered hill, and a skylight is projected from the hole on the top of the cave. , illuminating the rune sword, and the ice prison wrapped around the sword reflects and refracts, half concealed and half exposed, but makes it extraordinarily alluring, like a lover half wrapped in a veil.

The real Frostmourne, Shen Long was drooling when he saw it, when he was playing games, he was greedy for this thing, but unfortunately Blizzard set this weapon as unobtainable, even if he wanted to fight it, who would be able to fight it? If I PS a few pictures of myself holding Frostmourne and put them on the forum, it will immediately attract countless envious replies, and now the real Frostmourne is in front of me. This is not an unobtainable item. can be taken out.

The mysterious elemental spirit pulled out the ice sword, "Go back before it's too late." It muttered.

"Is it protecting the sword?" Muradin asked. Sure enough, all magical treasures have guardians, and this guardian does not seem to be easy to deal with.

"No." The creature said slowly, "to protect you from it."

"But I have my own reasons." Shen Long smiled. His long-cherished wish for many years can finally be fulfilled today. The temptation of Frostmourne should not be effective for him. He walked over with a warhammer in his hand. Surrounding him and attacking with strange weapons, Shen Long hit their ice armor with a warhammer, and the pieces kept falling.

The ice armor was smashed by Shen Long, and the elemental spirit groaned in pain for the last time, like a dying person's throat, then raised the part that was used as a hand and disappeared. They could not stop Shen Long.

"Alsace, be careful, I seem to feel something is wrong!" Jaina reminded.

"Wait, buddy." Muradin also noticed the abnormality, squinting at the floating sword and the altar below it, "something's not right here." He pointed his stubby finger at the rune sword, "It's easy to overdo it , look at it, with the light of God knows where, like a conspicuous flower waiting to be plucked."

Although Frostmourne also had guardians, these guardians did not seem to be very powerful, which made Muradin a little puzzled. The guardians around the treasures recorded by the Explorers' Association were not so easy.

"All my experience with antiques tells me this is as suspicious as the port in Booty Bay." He sighed, his brows still furrowed, "Wait... there's some writing on the altar, I'll see if I can understand it, That might tell us something."

The two stepped forward together, and Muradin knelt down to look at the inscriptions carefully. It did not belong to any language he knew, but he seemed to be able to understand it from the flashing eyes of the dwarf. Unexpectedly, Muradin, with thick eyebrows and a big beard, actually Still a top student.

Shen Long raised his hand and knocked on the layer of ice that separated him from the sword. It was ice, yes, but it contained something unusual, not just frozen water, it had something very powerful, even magical. energy of.

"Okay, I think I recognize this, it's written in Kalimag... Elemental," Muradin continued, frowning as he read, "This is... a warning, be The sword bearer will gain infinite power, the blade kills life, the power wounds the soul, ah, I should have known. This sword is cursed! Let's get the fuck out of here!"

Muradin jumped up, full of fear for the sword in front of him. Any magic weapon that could harm the soul was extremely terrifying, and Muradin didn't want to be contaminated with this weapon.

But that's only for the souls of ordinary people,

My soul is already strong enough to resist the temptation of Frostmourne, and I can also practice swords. The big deal is just take it out and sacrifice it. I don't believe it can still withstand the true fire of Samadhi.

"Muradin, maybe you can leave first. I can feel that Ner'zhul is not far from here. I want to draw this sword and kill him!" Shen Long put his hands on the ice, feeling the pain of Frostmourne Strength, he reconfirmed that he could subdue this unruly sword.

"Arthas, man," said Muradin, his voice gruff but pleading, "you've been in enough trouble before you need to put a curse on yourself!"

"Curse?" Shen Long said with a smile, "Holy Light will protect me and help me remove these curses." Yes, I can remove the curse, but I don't rely on the Holy Light. shine.

Muradin shuddered, "Arthas, you know I'm a real person, I never think wildly, but let me tell you, this is definitely not a good thing, young man; leave it alone, let it stay here and rot, Ner'er Zu here, well, no problem, let his devil's ass freeze in this shitty place, leave it alone, and take your Jaina back."

"Muradin, you taught me how to fight, but I have learned a lot since then. I believe I have the ability to resist this curse! I will not be addicted to the power of Frostmourne!" It's not the most powerful weapon I've ever seen. I'm not someone like Alsace who has never seen the world, how could I be addicted to it.

"Back back, back to the corner!" Shen Long didn't pray like Alsace, he raised high the warhammer emitting milky white light, and slammed the hammer on the ice.

A crack appeared on the smooth surface of the ice block, and it zigzagged and extended upwards rapidly. The sudden loud cracking sound filled the entire space, shaking Shen Long's ears; the ice coffin that sealed the magic sword suddenly burst, The shards of ice splashed everywhere, and the shards were as sharp as a sword, and then hit Shen Long's Holy Light Shield, shattering into a ball of ice chips.

Shen Long threw out the hammer and smashed the biggest piece of ice. This piece of ice was only a short distance away from Muradin's head. If Shen Long hadn't stopped him, Muradin would be dead now.

"Dude, you saved my life!" He still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and poked his head out from the corner of the cave to peek. He didn't expect to see a sharp piece of ice piercing towards him as soon as he poked his head out. Shen Long stopped him, he definitely couldn't avoid it.

Frostmourne had come out of the ice coffin and was inserted in front of Shen Long. The blue runes emitted a cold and dazzling light, completely enveloping the sword body. There were bursts of raving in Shen Long's mind, as if to seduce Then he took up the sword.

Shen Long smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Frostmourne's saddle, and muttered in his heart, my fate is up to me, you want to control me with a magic sword, it's a bit too beautiful.

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