"It's a pity, it's a pity." Vanessa has a deep understanding of foreign creatures. She has researched whether it is Margron, Goron, or ogres. Even the orcs have studied it under the banner of helping disabled orcs re-employed. She has a certain understanding of the power characteristics of Agrama.

Tyr was undoubtedly dead, completely dead, and the power of Agrama in his body had almost dissipated in the past ten thousand years, and now there was only a little insignificant retention left.

And she looked at the middle of the hall, where a silver warhammer floated in the air. All the courage and light felt by the paladins escaping from the warhammer. This warhammer not only became the last dependence of Tyr's soul and Agrama's power, but also the cornerstone of suppressing the evil forces deep in the tomb.

If they take the warhammer, the evil in the depths of the tomb will be instantly escaped.

Now you can't use magical artifacts, but you can do something with the power of it.

Vanessa cleared her throat and ignored Miss Lula's call to "sing together" in her heart, and she spit out an obscure character.

After that, I had some difficulty spitting out the second one, and some of the third ones were inaccurately pronounced, so I had to push it back and start over.

The earth was shaking slowly, and the lake water at the entrance was even boiling.

The Paladins were confused. They didn't know what their Regent was doing, and the guards of Tyr were also full of doubts.

Only Jaina probably understood a little, this is Titan.

Vanessa has a lot of ways to learn Titan, from the initial obelisk to the battle between the old dwarf and Anqira, then got the Book of Medivh, and then included the half of Kiljaden's research notes I received recently.

By fighting with each other, she finally gained some accomplishments in Titan text.

Language is a kind of power, words are also power, and the foundation of Agrama is even more power.

She gathered the Agrama powers scattered around her, and used the effect of energy accumulation to reawaken the consciousness sleeping in this magical hammer called the "Silver Hand".

He is neither Tyr nor Tyr. The real Tyr has long passed away, and what is now awakened is nothing more than some past fragments.

The tall guardian phantom slowly walked out, and a bunch of Tyr guards were stunned.

"The Holy Light is above!" They exclaimed incredible exclamation.

Vanessa shook her head and chuckled. This Tyre had nothing to do with the Holy Light during her lifetime, and was a Holy Light tag added to him by later generations. But just like Vanessa turned the Holy Light Rukma into the Flame Rukma, faith can change some external manifestations of energy, and it is not impossible to say that Tyre is the incarnation of the Holy Light.

"Creator? Titan? No, you are not you just a mortal, why awaken me? My mission has long ended, our era is over." Even Tyre, who is known as the bravest and strongest, has a strong evening breath in his words.

He used mental power as a medium for the call, and in no titanic language, everyone could hear it.

"Guardian, I have something to talk to you, it's very important." Vanessa said in a heavy tone.

"I'm dead, and nothing has to do with me now."

"I'm very happy to say that. I'm looking for you just to ask about the past, the things that have disappeared from the historical records."

After exploring her foggy sentences, Tyr's soul guessed her question: "My power is about to be exhausted. My duty is to destroy the monsters below, not to answer your questions. The world is in your hands. Today's problems should be solved by you, not me."

Vanessa chuckled: "Have you solved the problem yesterday? I've left it to us today. I'll solve the guy below for you. Then you can answer my few questions, and then you can continue to sleep. How about it?"

"Okay." Tyre's phantom dissipated, and the eyes of the guards of Tyre looked at Vanessa were extremely complicated.

Seeing this kind of laughter and laughing, it is obviously not the first time, you are a master!

"Your Highness, stay here, I'll go down and take a look." Old Fording was about to walk deep into the tomb with the messenger in his hand.

"I'll go with you." Vanessa pulled out the wind sword and walked out of the team.

"I'll go too." Jaina was also unwilling to let the crowd down.

The remaining Paladins and Tyr Guards also had to follow, but Old Fording stopped them, and it was meaningless to go down too many people.

"You guard this passage to prevent the enemy from invading." Vanessa gave them a mission.

In the original time and space, there was a case where the Twilight believers used the Dark Pastoral Artifact Saratas to absorb the corpses of the ancient god servants. Now the time has been advanced several years. The Twilight believers have not found the Tomb of Tir yet, but they have to guard against it. The Tir's Guards came to the capital of Lordaeron with great fanfare. It is difficult to guarantee that they would not be seen by those who are interested, and then followed them to make trouble.

It is also very important to keep the passageway entrance.

The old warrior Tawad led the way, Old Fordine walked in the second place, Vanessa was in the middle, Jaina was in the later position, and Miss Rula was at the end, and a group of five people walked along the passage and towards the underworld.

As soon as they walked out of the Warhammer of Silver Hands, a mysterious whisper rang in their hearts.

"Please stay calm! Don't let him peek at the biggest secret in your heart. Imagine something beautiful to resist corrosion!" The old man Tawad kept telling them about his experiences and methods of fighting whispers.

Lula is not afraid of this thing at all. Unless the energy in her body is exhausted, she will not be able to transform into a shadow creature.

Old Fording had a firm will, and Jaina could also use magic to replace part of her own mind, and it was easy for them to resist.

Not to mention Vanessa, she has long been experienced in dealing with these whispers.

Seeing the old soldier's face full of cold sweat and extremely nervous, she was even joking: "Uncle, don't be nervous, we are all your strong backing!"

While she was just talking nonsense, she chatted with this ancient god servant and made up words.

"I can give you endless glory and wealth," said the ancient god servant in a particularly tempting tone.

She scoffed at this: "Brother, I'll ask one question, only one, have you seen money? Have you ever seen the scene of coins hanging in the woods, gold piled up in the valleys, and gems as vast as the sea? Are you talking to me about money?!"

The transmission of mental power is not difficult for her. Based on the principle of having pictures and truth, and following the other party's spiritual connection, she was like posting an emoticon package, sending several pictures, showing off her wealth from all directions and multiple angles.

The ancient god servant was speechless in an instant, and the scenes transmitted in the past were extremely real, as if there was such a huge treasure house. He could not see the flaws, and it was hidden in it that Vanessa's deep contempt for him. Is he embarrassing the void?
Chapter completed!