In fact, the division of loot this time was a matter of mutual modesty and necessity.
This was because none of the strong men of the major tribes used hammers, let alone two-handed ones.
Grom naturally used Bloodhowl.
Kane's faith determined that he only used totem poles or rune spears.
Wo Jin used spears, various sticks, or whirling blades.
Rexxar used double axes.
Moreover, the few powerhouses of the Tribe had fought in the battle of Mount Hyjal, and were equipped with even more powerful Mount Hyjal equipment. Finally, the Tribe took some individual pieces of equipment as supplements.
Wo Jin kept Shadow Strike, a long-handled weapon that the Paste People called "Dung Fork".
Rexxar got two two-handed axes, Spirit Shredder and Spine Reaper. To the burly Rexxar who had ogre blood, a two-handed axe the size of a human was only a one-handed axe.
The Alliance still gained the most. Firstly, the Alliance sent more people. Secondly, it was the Alliance who planned to summon the water elemental from Hydraxia. Thirdly, the Tribe owed the Alliance a huge favor.
Varian and the other two, Sally Whitemane, Master Craftsman Gerbin who had not participated in the battle before, and Queen Kalia were the ones who gained the most. They came in with one or two pieces of Epic equipment mixed with a large amount of Superior equipment. After fighting the Molten Core, everyone had a full set of Epic equipment.
Another person who gained a lot was Magni Bronzebeard!
As Duque had absorbed Ragnaros' divinity and even temporarily taken over control of the entire Molten Core, Duque could shrink the Balrog Hammer to a size that dwarves could use. At the same time, because of its nature as a fire amalgamation, the hammer could also grow slightly with Magni's body when he used [Avatar].
For someone like Magni, who was known as the number one Warrior in the Alliance and had long learned the Warrior skill [Titan's Grip], this was definitely the best weapon for someone who could hold two two-handed weapons with both hands.
According to Magni, if he used more [Sulfuron Iron Ingots] obtained from the Molten Core, this Balrog Hammer could be further strengthened, and it could even be upgraded by half a grade.
But that was already a story that the dwarves and hammers could not tell.
Seeing that everyone had almost divided up Ragnaros' treasures, Duque raised his hands high. "Everyone! Please listen to me! "
The noisy crowd quieted down in an instant. Regardless of race, alliance tribe, or water elementals, they all looked at Duque, the leader of the allied forces.
"Thank you all for your hard work! Once again, we have solved a crisis that could lead to the end of the world. "
The crowd could not control themselves and burst into cheers.
"Long live!"
"Long live the Alliance!"
“Lok-tar，ogar！”
Plop plop plop!
Duque waited for the excitement from the various races to subside before he continued, "Although I really want to convey the joy of victory to the various races, to the ears of every citizen of every kingdom or clan, I'm sorry, but we still have an evil black dragon above us."
When Duke said that, Onyxia blushed, which was a rare sight, but she pretended to be nonchalant.
"The war is not over yet! Please note, this is not just for the sake of our allies, but also for the peace of the Alliance and the world. The current Black Dragon King, Nefarian, was never one to settle down. I think, in a few days, we will know what trump card he is so proud of. When that time comes, it will be the day when our allied heroes will march towards Blackwing's Nest. But before that, please trouble everyone to stay here for a few more days. "
Duque's request was a little strange. The smart guys had already figured out that Duque was actually digging a hole again.
From the prior analysis, they already knew that the relationship between Nefarian and Ragnaros was not close at all. Even the so-called allied forces from before were actually negotiated between Nefarian and Majordomo Executus behind Lager's back.
Nefarian was definitely happy to see the Alliance and Horde attack the Molten Core. It would be best if both sides suffered losses.
However, a great victory for the allied forces was not something Nefarian wanted to see. Unfortunately, the Black Dragon King could not spy on the situation in the Molten Core, so he could only rely on guesses.
It was not an exaggeration to say that the initiative had now fallen into the hands of the allied forces.
Since Duque asked everyone to rest, everyone was willing to listen. The terrain of the Pool of Fire was too terrible. After a brief discussion, everyone decided to return to the camp where Lucifron was the earliest to rest. This was because the facilities there were the most complete.
Before returning, there was a small incident.
"Lord Duque! Please save me … I've already done everything perfectly according to your request. " Please take pity on me and let me become your slave. I just need a little bit of fire … Really, just a little bit … "
The muscles on Duque's face were stiff.
When everyone was preparing to retreat, this guy who climbed out of the magma was almost cut down by Mograine's sword. He only stopped at the last moment.
Of course, Duque would rather Mograine's hand be dirty and cut this guy down with one hand.
No one would have thought that Majordomo Executus, who had surrendered to the allied forces and became a traitor, was actually still alive!
Why don't you f * cking die!
Then I can legitimately shed some crocodile tears for you!
It would have been fine if Duque had not absorbed the divinity of Ragnaros, but the divinity that Duque had absorbed could create a special fire seed that was enough for a fire demon to survive.
Well, now the blame was on Duque.
Duque glanced and found that Onyxia was secretly tugging at the corner of his skirt. Of course, she would not care about the life or death of an enemy leader.
But that was a guy who had surrendered and then had his remaining value squeezed out of him. That was a different story.
Duque was willing to bet that if he dared to burn the bridge after crossing it and kill Majordomo, Onyxia might have other ideas later.
Duque had an inscrutable look on his face as he gently raised his chin. "Hey! You're not dead? Well, a promise is a promise. Since you have done what I asked, I will accept you. From today onwards, you will guard my Mage Tower for me. Your status in the future will depend on your performance. "
Duque gently flicked his finger, and a very weak thing, almost like the flame of a lighter, flew straight into the middle of Majordomo's eyebrows.
But it was this flame that made Majordomo feel relieved. For a fire demon leader, only a fire seed that could be used as the core of the flame was the key to their survival and reproduction.
In the past, only Ragnaros could give this thing, but now there was Duque.
"Master Marcus! Thank you very much for your gift! Now, I will take you to Ragnaros's secret treasury. "
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