Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 273 End
"Strange guy," Carol curled his lips, looked around, and soon found a helmet called Iria's Wrath Helmet that fit him well. He walked to the front of the platform in three steps and roughly tore it off.

"You look like a robber," Cowley said disdainfully, seeing Carol's rough behavior.

Iria's Wrath Helmet, a legendary item, has physical resistance to contact, is immune to vital attacks on the head, and has an attached skill: Anger Control.

Carl looked at Carol who was fiddling with the horned helmet in his hand, shook his head, and said softly, "I want this, this bottle of potion and this piece of parchment."

"Of course, it's yours," the others responded, staring intently at the new gear in their hands.

Karl sat quietly on the silver-white platform, reading carefully with the light from the Mage Tower.

There is not much content on the parchment, and it is generally divided into two parts. The first half tells the origin and function of the medicine on the platform.

The Heart of Norgannon, this is the name of this bottle of potion. It was handed by the Titan representing order. It is used to repair the weak potion of the born Titan. It was obtained by the legendary mage Madr by chance. His words have a magic addiction. The achievements in all aspects come from the research on this medicine.

As for the rest of the parchment, it is a new potion formula, which is the essence of Mader's lifelong research. This is a potion that weakens a person's arcane talent. The side effects of the potion are very serious, greatly reducing arcane talent.

However, its benefits are also obvious, and it can completely eradicate the problem of high elves' addiction to magic.

Carl was slightly shocked, and there was only one voice left in his heart, "The addiction is over."

He opened his eyes in disbelief, and after confirming the contents of the parchment again and again, he carefully put it away.

Then, Karl turned around slowly with the Heart of Norgannon in his hand, and a faint dark blue mist enveloped him.

Karl sat alone on the platform where Norgannon's Heart used to be placed, fumbling for the potion gently, his slender fingers kept moving down, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

His eyes gradually became firm, he opened the potion, and drank it in one gulp.

The arcane power instantly filled Karl's whole body, or in other words, it was purer than the arcane power, and it was a power that could only be mastered by a titan. It was the power of the most basic law in the Azeroth universe—order.

The moment he drank the potion, Karl opened his mouth wide and was speechless in shock. The power of order was not much, but it was extremely pure, as if a drop of ink was dripping in the water.

The power of order did not stop, but began to reform Karl's system in an orderly manner. A tearing pain spread to Karl's brain, making his body tense, and his whole body twitched continuously. Beads appeared on his forehead.

As time went by, the pain didn't stop, but became more and more intense. Big drops of sweat slid down Carl's forehead and fell into the quiet room. Finally, Carl couldn't bear the pain in his body. Very simply fainted.

"Carl."

"Cunning mage!"

"Carl, old man."

The voice seemed to come from far away. Karl tried to open his eyes, but his body felt like a heavy burden at the moment. After several struggles to no avail, he fell asleep again.

This sleep was very deep, and the surroundings were warm. I am afraid that it is impossible to find such a comfortable bed in the world.

With a comfortable groan, Carl slowly opened his eyes.

What greeted his eyes was the familiar fulfillment tent. A warm but not strong light shot in from the gap in the tent, forming a long and narrow spot of light inside the hood. A night elf beauty was lying beside him, light green His long hair and dark green cloak revealed the identity of this person.

Official Karl's adventure partner - Galina.

He waved his hand lightly, and a mass of pure power of order appeared in his palm. Under his control, it soon turned into ice-blue ice, and soon turned into lightning.

In the end it turned into a flame.

Galina, who was sleeping, moved her ears. The constantly changing energy in the tent disturbed the rest of the night elf who was sensitive to energy. She opened her eyes and saw Karl who was sitting in front of her and fiddling with spells.

"Carl! You're awake!"

With Galina's support, Carl walked out of the tent slowly. It was noon at this time, and the sunlight outside was a bit dazzling. He couldn't help squinting his eyes and blocking the light in front of him with his hands.

The treasure has been moved out of the mage tower by Cowley and the others, and the three of them are constantly busy around the treasure, counting the quantity.

"Okay! The treasure is counted! Do you want to listen?" Cowley's voice sounded behind a pile of neatly arranged gold bricks.

"Let's talk," Carl looked at Carol, who showed half of his head in the pile of gold coins, with an intoxicated face, and simply sat on the ground, while Blake was fascinated by the scroll with the shaman inheritance in front of him.

"Ha, we have gained a lot this time! Let's talk about the equipment first!"

"First of all, there is an artifact-level potion—the Heart of Norgannon," Cowley glanced at Carl's state, and smiled. "Then there is a secondary artifact, the Roar of the Black Dragon." After speaking, he puffed up his chest, It is convenient for everyone to see the sub-artifact leather armor worn by him.

"Then there is 1 special item, shaman inheritance, 4 legendary items, and 5 advanced magic equipment, namely: Shadow of Hidden, Iria's Helmet of Wrath, Madr's Ebony Staff, Griffin's Feather."

"Yeah!" Carl nodded. Basically, in addition to a piece of legendary equipment, everyone can also get a piece of high-value high-level magic equipment.

"Then there is wealth," Cowley's eyes lit up when he said wealth, and he waved his hand: "Oh! There are gold coins that you can't imagine, first of all, 12334 platinum coins worth 850 and 5023 highborne Little coins."

"Then there are 34231 pure gold bars worth 241 gold coins, some gemstones worth 48273 gold coins, and some mithril antiques worth 23412 gold coins."

"It means that there are treasures with a total value of more than 11 gold coins?"

Carl raised his eyebrows, "You seem to have forgotten one thing."

"What's the matter?" Several people suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Hey," Carl coughed dryly, and then told what he and Galina had experienced after the Arcane Hall.

"Wait?" Carol suddenly stretched out his thick arms, blowing his beard depressedly, "You mean, we're going to take 25000 gold coins from Hanzo to buy that damn big lizard."

"Then that's it!" Carl smiled, led a few people to collect the treasure, and walked forward.

He looked up at the clear blue sky. This period of adventure has come to an end. As for the future, I believe it will be a new adventure story.

(End of this chapter)