Chapter 2530: Frostmourne

"Indeed." Shen Long nodded. Muradin is helping to establish the so-called "Explorer's Association". Its base camp is in Ironforge, and its members travel all over the world to collect various knowledge and explore ancient treasures. Muradin is a man He is kind, likes to explore and fight, and is fascinated by ancient buildings, newly discovered continents, strange creatures and mysterious Titans, but his exploration career ended in Northrend.

After finding Frostmourne with Arthas, Muradin read the inscription, told him it was a cursed sword, and was about to leave immediately, but Arthas didn't care, he went to the base, took out the The sword, the sword burst from its ice prison, and the flying fragments pierced Muradin like a spear.

"I've been to Northrend many times before, this place is really interesting. I never give up its secrets easily, but it's interesting in this way." Muradin fumbled in his bag for a while, and took out a worn-out leather The journal, with a grunt, handed it to Shen Long, which contained hundreds of map markers and sketches of creatures and ruins. "This place is really hidden."

After reading it, Shen Long closed the book, returned it to Muradin, and then took out his own map, "I also found some maps, see if they can help you; by the way, how long have you been here, I learned something What?"

The dwarf looked at the map for a hundred years while eating, "It's true. Our maps are too scattered, and many places are unclear. With your map, I think we will be able to find that thing soon."

After flipping through the map and eating, he sighed and said, "Ah, I really miss the shortbread made by our palace baker." The food here obviously didn't satisfy him, and he began to grope for his It seems that the habit of smoking a pot of cigarettes after a meal has also spread to Azeroth.

"Taste my tobacco, I also got some seeds, maybe you can take it back to plant!" Shen Long reached into his pocket, and took out the Shire tobacco planted by Bilbo Baggins from his personal space , I wanted to give him Huazi, but I was afraid that Muradin would think that the taste of Huazi was too bland to be enjoyable.

"Where did you find such good tobacco?" Muradin sniffed, took it unceremoniously, stuffed a pipe full, then lit it eagerly, and inhaled happily, "There is a very special fragrance , if these seeds can be planted, it should be the biggest harvest of my visit to the Northrend continent this time."

He changed into a more comfortable position, leaned back on the luggage, and relaxed himself as much as possible. After all, he had just ended a battle, and Muradin also needed to relax. Then he talked about what happened to him in Northrend, "There is something wrong here. There is a kind of force that is expanding. It is very evil, and it is getting more and more evil. I told Riddy; I think this force will not be willing to stay in Northrend, and will attack Lordaeron sooner or later."

"They have already started, and I'm here for this!" Shen Long talked about the recent events in Lordaeron, including Kel'Thuzad, Mal'Ganis, and Ner'zhul, "The plague in Lordaeron is temporarily Under control, Uther is leading people to clean up the remnants of the Cult of the Damned, but if Ner'zhul is not resolved, the problem will not be resolved."

Why didn't he and Jaina encounter many zombies along the way, but Muradin was surrounded by a large number of zombies, which once again confirmed Ner'zhul's plan.

"Sure enough, those nasty zombies appeared for a reason." Muradin took another puff of his cigarette, "The situation is unfavorable. If you want to fight Ner'zhul, maybe the thing I'm looking for will be useful to you. But it is one of the best magic weapons,

News of it has only recently come out, and we've been trying to find it for a long time, although we have some special magic to track it down, unfortunately, no luck. "

The joyful light in his eyes faded and was replaced by a gloomy expression. Muradin, who seemed always optimistic, was also full of worries about the natural disaster of the undead.

"I... think this is a bit too coincidental. Although I don't know what you are looking for, I can feel from your tone that this is a powerful weapon!" Shen Long said, "And here At this time, in Northrend, if there is such a powerful weapon, Ner'zhul cannot have missed it, maybe this is his trap to lure us."

Muradin came back to his senses, shook his head and didn't believe Shen Long's guess, "This news is very secret, we only found out about it recently, maybe Ner'zhul didn't know about it, this is a rune sword called Frostmourne. "

There were whispers in Shen Long's ears, as if fate was whispering, tempting him to pull out the sword, but Shen Long was not tempted. If it is said that he is not without powerful weapons, in "Legend of the New White Snake" The flying sword sacrificed in the world is no worse than Frostmourne, why don't you change the name of my flying sword to Fire's Joy? It seems that the joy of inflammation is more suitable.

Muradin was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, "We came here to look for Frostmourne, but the closer we got, the more zombies we encountered. I think it might not be a coincidence."

Shen Long smiled, "Maybe we can go together to see if we still encounter so many zombies." This would reduce Muradin's loss, and Ner'zhul would definitely not let them find Frostmourne before him.

"Good idea." Muradin nodded in agreement, then filled another pot of tobacco, and asked the other dwarves to add a glass of beer for him, and the dwarves also began to share his tobacco. After tasting, they all raised their pipes to Shen Long. Thanks.

This smokes and drinks, Muradin will surely live a long life, right? They will definitely not die here. Shen Long discussed the route with him on the map. According to the map, they must go deep into the hinterland of the mainland. Wolves, strange wolverines, and a kind of troll.

Zombies still kept harassing them, but Shen Long had seen that the number of zombies would not make them overwhelmed each time, which seemed more like Ner'zhul sent to cover up his real purpose.

Muradin also found that his route to find Frostmourne seemed to coincide with Shen Long's route to find Ner'zhul. He couldn't help but think of Shen Long's previous words, perhaps Ner'zhul had already found Frostmourne.

But why didn't Ner'zhul use the power of Frostmourne to conquer Azeroth? Unbeknownst to Muradin, Ner'zhul had no body now, and he needed Arthas to get out of here.

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