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The Arctic wind like the wind sword, frost and sword, gradually stopped. At this distance, he could already tell the thing that was accompanied by the Titan divine iron in the distance.

Looking at the crystal that emits fiery red, Rex carefully checked the number of crystals. Finally, he was satisfied. The number of this flame crystal was enough to fuse an eternal flame.

"Go to do it, we're going back early," Rex said urgingly, standing beside Kelthus.

Kelthas looked focused, as if he had not heard his words. After brewing for a while, he began to dig up solemnly. The sky and the earth were silent. The rising sun in the distance slowly rose, and a new day had quietly arrived.

Her slender fingers kept shaking. Arthas was very slow and looked gentle. He dug out a piece of ore as if he was stroking his lover. He waved the shovel in his hand hard and did it in a few moments without the imagination.

"Let's go and watch the whole day, your Majesty cannot be disturbed," Sylvanas stood beside Rex, holding a longbow and said to Rex.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Rex, as if she could see Rex's doubts. She continued to explain, "The precious minerals, depending on the level of mining skills, will produce different qualities in the end,"

"Your Majesty's mining is already at the master level. As long as it takes longer, you can dig out all the accompanying flame crystals without reducing the quality of the Titan Divine Iron."

Rex looked at Kelthas who was mining in surprise. Since he came to this world, he has been concerned about Gilness's life and death. He has not paid much attention to other things. He originally thought that a mining deputy who was very important in the game would have little effect in the real world. After all, in Rex's heart, the most difficult thing in mining is to find minerals. As long as he finds it, he can dig it out with tools.

"If there is a Grand Master level person here, it will take only half an hour to get the quality of the excavated Titan Iron that will not be damaged at all,"

"The character of the mining master," Rex pondered for a moment, and there was a candidate, Brian Bronzebeard, the youngest of the three famous Bronzebeard brothers, and also a guy who loves adventure.

The only one Rex can think of is him.

"Have you heard of the Sun Well recently?" Rex asked.

"The situation is not optimistic. The speed of the Sun Well being contaminated is gradually increasing, and you can last for up to one month. After this time, even if there is the strongest artifact, it will not be possible to succeed."

Although the strongest artifact is strong, the Sun Well is not made of paper. As a huge energy field, if the Sun Well wants to be purified, it is impossible for the whole to be purified. It can only be a small part of it. If the Sun Well is polluted, one way can be destroyed.

"Don't worry, the creation of the strongest artifact has been given accurate information from His Majesty Magni. It only takes half a month. We will be able to obtain the Titan Iron tomorrow. With the time to fuse the eternal flame, twenty days are enough," Rex said.

"Leave it to me, and then to you," Sylvanas stood quietly with a long bow in his hands, fulfilling his guardianship duties.

Nodding, Rex walked towards the other side step by step. This place was not too far from the Iron Dwarf's camp. You could find traces of people moving not far ahead, proving that the Iron Dwarf occasionally came here.

Time passed little by little, just as Rex and his men were waiting for tomorrow to arrive, a group of people were galloping quickly towards this place.

The Ice Crown Glacier, where the Lich King is located, and the Storm Cliff where Rex and others are now located, are close by, and the distance is not too far.

"How far is it from the target here?" A skeleton wearing a black cloak, a muffled voice emanated with the fluctuations of the soul.

"There is five hours left," a lich, flashing with his soul fluctuations, preached.

Lich, this is a magic weapon. From the outside, the Lich is actually just a little bit of bones. The actual difference is that all Lichs have souls, and they have no flesh and blood on their bodies. They are a skeleton rack. But what is stronger than cheap skeleton soldiers is that the materials created by each Lich are high-quality bones, ashes, and other raw materials, rather than cheap materials for skeleton soldiers.

The process of creating lichs is very complicated, and it has strict requirements for his identity during his lifetime and must have a certain level of magic. This strictly limits the number of lichs and cannot be mass-produced like skeleton soldiers. It can ignore his identity during his lifetime, including farmers, militias, and merchants.

"Five hours," Dalkan murmured to himself, and a fire of hatred burst out in his eyes.

This is unforgettable hatred, this is aimed at Rex and Kelthas.

Dalkan becomes the undead, and his body loses consciousness, which does not mean that he loses hatred and love. Under the powerful twisted power of the Lich King, all the beautiful side will be suppressed, while the bad side will be infinitely magnified.

To give an analogy, if you do good things, he will not remember to be grateful to you, but as long as you do something bad, the impact of bad things is ten times weaker than that of good things, he will be held in grudges.

Hate, jealousy, is the source of power, and the Lich King's incomparable love.

He became like this miserable now, everything was brought by Rex, who must die.

The speed of Darkan's soul flame beating gradually accelerated, indicating the fluctuations in Darkan's heart.

"Last time, I bully the less, this time I bully the less," Dalcan said that his failure, the battle in Lordaeron's main city was that his subordinates were too few, otherwise he would not have lost.

Running on his horse, following Dalkan were densely packed with ghouls. The Lich King attached great importance to the battle to kill Rex, and could not be misled. He sent his personal guards two thousand ghouls, one thousand stone ghosts, and three hundred lichs, all of which were elites.

The strength is no less than the fifth level. If you fall into siege, even the heroic strongman will die.

The gargoyles that kept flying were prepared to prevent breaking through. Those who ran on the ground would never run away from the sky.
Chapter completed!