Chapter 547: Doomhammer

In the dark hangar, a figure was wounded, he limped in, and finally stopped in the center of the hangar. The tall body seemed to tremble slightly.
"Damn it!" The figure suddenly roared and punched the steel post beside him.
"Bang!" The blood spattered, but Spartak didn't seem to feel the pain in his hand at all. His heart was full of anger and deep regret ...
If it wasn't her own soft heart that promised Sura's entreaties and asked her to follow her as a squire, she might not have happened.
He hates his weakness and incompetence, and hates this hierarchy even more!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Spartak's face was fierce, one punch after another, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on himself, completely ignoring the bone injury that was already visible on his fist.
Behind him, the cold cyan mecha glowed faintly under the faint illumination of several indicators, watching it quietly ...
Until a long time later, Spartak collapsed to the ground weakly, breathing violently on his back, tears streaming down his rough, hard face.
"Morcy, I swear, I will definitely kill you ... Sula, forgive me, forgive me ..." Spartak was awkward, his eyes were awkward, and his mouth was muttering ...
I originally thought that as long as I became a bronze warrior, I could change myself and change the fate of those around me. But the facts told him that everything had not changed much because of his own efforts.
The cold lines of the bronze mech reflected in Spartak's eyes, but the steel body full of power could never bring himself the slightest sense of security.
Even if you have it, you can't even protect your favorite people ...
"Oh? I feel the desire from the soul ..." At this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in Spartak's mind, full of indescribable majesty.
"Huh?" Spartak froze for a moment. He looked around blankly, trying to find the source of the voice, his eyes still a bit blank.
"So, do you want to understand the meaning of life? Want to have ... real power?"
The voice rang again, hitting Spartak's innermost desire!
"Who ?! Who is pretending to be a ghost!" Spartak was shocked in his heart, and finally realized that this was not his auditory hallucination. He dragged his bruised body and stood up to look around.
But at the next moment, a pair of red awns suddenly lit up in the dark, causing Spartak to shrink his pupils.
The upper body of the cyan mech is completely hidden in the darkness, as if a fierce beast opened his eyes glowing red ...
This ... how is this possible? !
Spartak took two steps back in shock, looking up at his familiarity, but now a strange landline.
A mecha that should only be able to drive itself, but was strangely activated without any authorization? !
"Who are you ?!" Spartak's forehead froze with cold sweat. He watched his armor alertly while quietly touching his right hand to his waist.
He did not act rashly. In such a small space, with the flesh and blood against the steel mechs, even the Golden Warrior may not be spared.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I have the strength you need to help you fulfill your wishes." The voice replied.
Spartak was horrified in his heart. This time, he finally found that the sound didn't come into the ear by vibrating air, but actually came out of his heart ...
Mind communication? !
In Spartak's mind came an ability that only existed in rumors.
His hand had touched his weapon, but he suddenly froze.
With this ability, neither his strength nor his status can be confronted by a low-level bronze warrior, not to mention ...
Thinking of the mysterious person just now, Spartaco hoarse voice, "You mean ... can help me achieve my wish?"
"Hahaha! I have received so many wishes, so far the wish fulfillment rate is 100%! Customer satisfaction is 100%!"
This is absolutely true, and the reputation of Captain Ghost's "Wishing Machine" is now an unshakable five-star praise on Earth.
Of course, you can't find a bad review option in after-sales service ...
"So ... can you help me rescue Sula?" Spartak had a glimmer of hope in his eyes, like a drowning man who wanted to grab the only driftwood in front of him.
"To be precise, I can give you enough power to fulfill your wishes, of course, provided that you can pay enough."
"Adult, what do you want? As long as I have it, please take it! I will not spare even the life!" Spartak excitedly.
"Really? Life is precious and love is more expensive! I appreciate you, but I want more than just your life ... and your soul! Hahaha ..."
In the wanton laughter, the metal floor in front of Spartak suddenly changed!
The lines appeared out of thin air like mercury, and began to spread quickly. Finally, a strange and mysterious complex pattern was outlined, and then the silver pattern began to radiate dazzling light.
In the shocked eyes of Spartak, a silver vortex appeared in the center of the pattern, and a long handle with a copper color, full of simplicity and wild charm, slowly emerged from the pattern vortex. !
If Rose is here, she will be very familiar with this scene ...
And at this moment, the robot worm once again demonstrated that unparalleled ability to force the bonus!
Mechanical Bug: "..."
"What ... what is this?" Facing this unbelievable scene, Spartak apparently had some Spartans in the whole person.
If the previous spiritual communication was still within his scope of understanding, then this scene is completely overturning his already barren scientific view and world view.
Even if it is the advanced technology of Woolf civilization, it is impossible to achieve such a magical scene?
"This is an artifact created by the wrath of the magical material elements of the world of Draenor and passed on from generation to generation among the Blackstone Orc clan." The big flicker who had already been familiar with this matter began to sell it in a mellow aria ... ah no , Introduce yourself another masterpiece!
"It is both the vanguard of the destruction of the enemy and the messenger of redemption and destruction in the prophecy!
Since its creation, many legendary orcs have held it, including the tribal chieftain Blackhand, Orgrim, and Thrall.
The power of this Warhammer legend has brought destruction to countless souls of Azeroth, and it has also led the orcs to create a new era.
According to the prophecy, it can not only lead the holder to victory, but also easily lead to the destruction of the world!
In the countless epic chapters that have been circulating around the world, people call them ... Hammer of Destruction! "
Mechanical insect: "..." (￣￣;)