"Thank you so much. We have basically retaken Gnomeregan. All that's left is to repair the damaged facilities and drive out the remaining kobolds."
In the communication image, High Tinker Mekkatorque excitedly told Arthas everything that happened in Gnomeregan. Magni stood beside him, his usually serious expression also relaxing.
"Thanks to your people, lad, we retook Gnomeregan without too much loss. Otherwise, who knows how much Ironforge and Gnomeregan would have had to pay to drive out those disgusting monsters."
Magni was also very grateful for the assistance provided by Lordaeron, but in fact, besides Arthas, no one knew that another force was helping them.
The Scourge from Naxxramas are still clearing out kobolds underground. If it weren't for their almost twenty-four-hour "work," the number of kobolds would not have decreased so easily.
However, they weren't working for nothing. The kobold souls they collected still had a great use, which could be considered an indirect enhancement of the Scourge's strength.
It's just unknown whether Ogrim and Grommash will get bored—seeing the ugly faces of kobolds every day, it wouldn't be good if they developed some psychological illness.
Arthas felt no guilt about exploiting his "employees." Instead, he was thinking about how to suppress them if they had any rebellious thoughts.
After much thought, the "forced calm" effect of Frostmourne seemed better.
"It's good that Gnomeregan is safe. Also, Magni, after this matter is over, there's something here you might want to see?" Arthas pondered for a moment, seizing the opportunity to extend an olive branch to Magni.
"What is it? You're actually inviting me?"
"Exploring an ancient Guardian's tomb, the true origin of the Silver Hand Knights, and it might also be the burial place of Emperor Thoradin."
This news made Magni's brow furrow, then quickly smooth out. "When do you plan to go?"
"After Mograine returns from the Alterac front, I will gather the Alliance's elites to explore this tomb together," Arthas said. "This tomb is very dangerous because it also serves as the cornerstone for sealing a terrifying monster."
"I'll call Muradin. After the Gnomeregan matter is finished, we will accompany you on this trip." Magni accepted Arthas's invitation. For dwarves, exploring the deeds of ancient Guardians was an almost irresistible temptation.
As for Brann? Who cares about him? That guy is still having fun in the ancient elven city in Kalimdor! So why not allow Magni and Muradin to go to a more fun place?
Gelbin shrugged. "Actually, I'd like to go too, but the repair work in Gnomeregan still needs me here. I'm sorry I can only miss out."
"It's alright, The Great Tinker. I'm glad you're willing to help."
Magni and Arthas casually discussed the departure date and location before hanging up the call.
Leaning back in his chair, Arthas silently outlined a list in his mind. To go to that tomb, which was almost half corrupted by the Void, he would gather all the original Paladins. Except for Turalyon, whose whereabouts were unknown and would be replaced by Mograine, almost all of the Silver Hand's high-end combat power would be deployed.
And Kael'thas should also be returning from Kalimdor soon. At that time, he would ask him if he wanted to explore Tir's Tomb together, and also call Jaina. The two Archmages should be enough to solve most of the magical problems.
If Archbishop Faol were here, perhaps this exploration would be even easier, but currently, this spokesman for the Holy Light is not in the Eastern Kingdoms. Even if Arthas were to contact him, it would take some time.
However, Arthas was still very satisfied. He didn't expend much effort to assemble a team of formidable individuals capable of even raiding Nefarian's lair. And if Arthas was willing to spend more time, this lineup would certainly be even more luxurious.
The Silver Hand also needed a weapon that could live up to its name.
As for the weapon stromgarde, Arthas still felt that its symbolic meaning was probably much greater than its power. Because of the aura on this weapon, Arthas temporarily did not intend to hand it over to others for use.
However, perhaps in the near future, a suitable user will be found. After all, good weapons should be given to qualified users. Displaying them in a showcase is a disrespect to the weapon.
Calculating the time, before going to resolve the hidden dangers in Tir's Tomb, the new weapon Archaedas was forging for Arthas should be completed, and this would be the signal to open the gate of Tir's Tomb.
Almost a week after the Alterac incident ended, Arthas finally received a message from Uldaman after a long wait.
The new weapon Archaedas was forging for him was almost complete, and he, as the user, needed to go to the Uldaman crypt for the final few steps of the process.
Almost immediately upon receiving the news, Arthas directly activated the rune he had left in Uldaman, and a portal connecting the two places instantly appeared.
"You're here?" Archaedas seemed to have been waiting for Arthas's appearance. As a Guardian created by Khaz'goroth, this Guardian's forging skills are almost unmatched on Azeroth.
This is also why Arthas entrusted his weapon to him for forging, because if he wanted to find a more suitable forger, he would probably have to go to the Shadowlands to find the mysterious Runecarver, the forger of Frostmourne.
This was clearly not something that could be accomplished in the near future, and Archaedas's revival also solved a problem for Arthas. This Guardian's work is absolutely trustworthy. To find a better weapon, one would probably have to find Khaz'goroth himself.
"The power of the Naru core exceeded my imagination. I tried dozens of metals, even materials collected by the Titans from other planets, to finally fuse the most suitable metal for this weapon."
Archaedas described the weapon's creation process to Arthas. "I summoned the most primal and core flames of Azeroth to forge its embryo, and then introduced the power of the crystal into it, allowing it to perfectly fit the power of the Holy Light."
As he finished speaking, Arthas and Archaedas were already standing outside the forging hall. Beyond the tightly closed stone door, Arthas clearly felt the call of the Holy Light; this newly born weapon was eagerly seeking someone to wield it.
"It still needs final shaping, which requires the infusion of your power to make it the most suitable weapon for you. Go, Arthas, pick it up.
Its past is a blank slate. The precious materials that forged it have become part of the weapon, but they are not its history. Only when it is held, when it is used, does its legend begin."