"Let me help you." Seeing that the coalition forces lack the means to make a final decision, Vanessa raised **** and pointed at General Rajax.

The flame whip appeared out of thin air, wrapped around the leg of the Zerg general and dragged towards Vanessa.

The strength of the opponent is very strong, the thick and jointed thighs are covered with barbs, and there is an evil light flashing in the compound eyes. He stretches out one arm and grabs the flame whip, trying to drag Vanessa towards him pull.

She had a lot of strength, but in the end it dragged on. Vanessa didn't mean to wrestle at all. She smiled at General Rajax, idiot, who will challenge you!

Realizing that something was wrong, the bugman general quickly put on a defensive posture, but it was already too late.

Andorov's bald head was extremely dazzling. With two big axes flying up and down, he chopped off one of General Rajax's arms in just three rounds. Dark green sticky blood splashed everywhere, and he kicked the general down. The Zerg general raised his ax high in his hand, ready to finish him off.

"Wait." Vanessa hurriedly stopped.

Seeing that several night elf warriors also looked over, she had no choice but to explain.

"Fandral Buckhelm has a vendetta against him, please let me bring him back to the Cenarion Circle."

The night elves didn't take it seriously. In their long lives, they basically didn't have much concept of family. In fact, this is easier to understand. At birth, parents are the support of their children, but what about a hundred years later, a thousand years later, or ten thousand years later? Who wants to be the son of ten thousand years? If you can live independently, go about your own business.

Perhaps in their minds, Fandral Staghelmet’s paternal love for his son is an unusual and immature expression in the group, but to Vanessa, it’s okay for her father to avenge her son, and the relationship between father and son is deep. questionable.

Her meaning was very clear, she wanted to keep this big bug.

"Okay! Leave it to you." In the end, Andorov gave her face and cut off the other arm of General Rajax. Vanessa ordered the soldiers of the Seventh Army to tie up the big bug. Arise, and give Fandral Buckhelm after the battle.

As the battle progressed, many human and orc soldiers captured the weapons of the Qiraji. Vanessa began to strengthen their weapons directly outside the gate of the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj.

It's not difficult, but it's not easy, and it takes some work to make a qiraji weapon that's specifically designed to counter zerg and old gods.

Many humans and orcs felt that she had worked very hard, so they gave her some of the captured land as rewards.

Bad ships also have three catties of nails. Although Ahn'Qiraj has been sealed for thousands of years, as an ancient Zerg empire, there are more or less good things.

Zerg carapaces can be made into shields, arthropods can be made into sharp blades, and the blood of some special Zergs can also be collected and made into incendiary agents.

These reprocessed equipment are not as good as those weapons that have been strengthened by her, but they are superior in quantity and easy to process.

Replace old weapons with new ones, and replace ordinary standard equipment with equipment made of Zerg materials.

What kind of scorpion's tail, what kind of beetle's hard shell, the appearance of these equipment is really not very good, if the army of Lordaeron uses this kind of equipment, Vanessa will feel ashamed, but the soldiers of the Seventh Legion and the orc soldiers are not. Don't dislike it, many people still think it's quite new, and they are in a hurry to replace these exotic equipment with standard equipment

Back and forth, left hand to right hand, right hand to left hand, the materials in the warehouse are moved out, and the captured trophies are moved in. All kinds of materials and equipment are being circulated and consumed quickly, and finally the trophies around Vanessa are piled up like mountains, becoming The bundles of swords, armor, various metals, herbs, cloth, food, Zerg hard shells and arthropods, just looking at the number of these trophies, those who don’t know would think that she fought the Battle of Ahn’Qiraj alone!

"Your Highness, let's see if this thing is useful?" The orc soldier didn't know what kind of Highness Vanessa was, but seeing everyone shouting like this, he followed suit.

More than a dozen orcs were tied with ropes and dragged over a huge rock formation.

The face of this thing has been chopped into pieces, and it can only be seen that the whole body is made of obsidian, with two wings, the upper body is like a human, and the lower body is like a horse.

"I heard it kept talking about Moam, Moam, maybe this thing is called Moam." The orc soldier didn't know if it would be useful to drag this thing out, and looked at Fan anxiously. Nissa.

"A corrupted tol'vir?" Vanessa murmured a few words in a low voice, but the orc soldiers didn't hear clearly and didn't dare to ask.

"Thank you for your contribution to the coalition. Soldiers, I accept this guy. You can go to the rear to take away equipment or supplies that do not exceed 500 honor points."

Vanessa also didn't see the use of this guy named Moam, saying that the tol'vir was only because of the stone body, human torso and feline head. feature.

Tol'vir, Anubisath, and Mogu, these three races are life forms created by Guardian Riley in the furnace of the will of the north. They all have rock bodies, firm will, and infinite strength.

Vanessa accidentally found some patterns on Moam's body. These patterns were very similar to the writing on the three obelisks in Uldum.

She leaves Ahn'Qiraj ~lightnovelpub.net~ and finds old dwarf Brian Bronzebeard outside the Scarab Wall.

"Hey, Uncle Brian, I'm here to test you to see if your basic knowledge is solid. Come here and see if you know this character?" She recorded ninety-six characters from the obelisk, and now Five of these characters could correspond to the patterns on Moam's body, and the meanings of the other four could not be determined. After thinking hard to no avail, she pinned her idea on the old dwarf.

She writes a character in the sand.

The old dwarf likes to go to die all over the world, maybe he has seen this kind of writing.

She is smart, and she is not a fool.

This kind of morality of employing people forward rather than backward is really not worth encouraging. The old dwarf gave her an annoyed look, his brown beard trembled, and he said nothing.

Knowing that the old dwarf was still angry because of being excluded by the druids before, Vanessa would not let him go to Uldum, so she used the night elves as a cover for a while.

In her mouth, the enchanted weapons made this time all originated from the research of the night elves, and the characters she saw now did not originate from the obelisk, but were engraved on Moam's body.

"Carved on the body? Did you discover it?" Brian Bronzebeard was like an old child, as long as he talked about things he was interested in, he was very easy to coax.

Immediately followed Vanessa to see Moam's body.