Eternal Blessing of Azeroth (Bonus Chapter for 100 Average Subscriptions)

Old Wang was sincerely grateful.

Wang the Fatty had not stopped him, sparing him a great deal of trouble.

"Kamar-Taj shares its knowledge. The Sorcerer Supreme has never forbidden anyone from reading any book. We simply can’t understand them, so we choose not to read them."

Wang the Fatty stared at Old Wang. "Besides, the Sorcerer Supreme has been watching you all along. Without her permission, there’s nothing you can do."

It was both a warning and a reminder.

Wang the Fatty looked cold but had a warm heart. At the very least, people like him were far better than smiling tigers.

Old Wang smiled. Of course I know that.

All of Kamar-Taj lay within my senses. Any form of surveillance would leave traces.

Sorcerer Supreme, I appreciate your kindness.

He wondered whether that kidney-deficient sorcerer would still appear. When the time came, he would just help him deal with Dormammu.

You haven’t truly lost anything. Everyone benefiting is what really matters. That’s called a win-win.

After leaving the library, Old Wang followed Wang the Fatty and found Ancient One.

"Kamar-Taj and the Three Sanctums have many sealed magical artifacts and divine artifacts. You may choose any one of them, provided you earn its recognition."

Ancient One said, "Come with me. We’ll start with the New York Sanctum."

Passing through the door, a single step carried them tens of thousands of kilometers.

177A Bleecker Street, Manhattan, the New York Sanctum.

This house looked utterly ordinary from the outside, but its interior was far larger than it appeared.

So many people passed by every day, yet few paid it any attention, and no one ever thought to go inside for a look. Special magic protected this place.

Old Wang had passed by here more than once. Years ago, he had sensed the powerful magical energy here, far exceeding even Ancient One’s.

If the Sorcerer Supreme was a Quinjet, then the Three Sanctums were aircraft carriers. Their functions differed, but the latter had clearly cost far more to build.

The Three Sanctums guarded against outside threats, not internal ones. They formed a protective barrier around the entire Earth to resist invaders from the multiverse.

It was like adding a firewall. Enemies from beyond the universe could not descend upon Earth, such as Dormammu and Mephisto, but it could not stop enemies within the universe, such as Thanos and Loki, much less enemies from within Earth itself, such as Kaecilius.

The Sanctums were both powerful and fragile.

The Three Sanctums protected Earth, while the sorcerers protected the Three Sanctums.

Because the Sanctums were too important, and because there were still too few sorcerers, for thousands of years they had devoted all their efforts to fighting enemies from the multiverse and ignored everything else. Whether it was Red Skull or Hulk, even the Three Great Cosmic Empires were not on the sorcerers’ watch list.

Weakness had forced them into a defensive position. It was truly pitiful.

Kamar-Taj was merely a place for training sorcerers. The Three Sanctums were the hubs that protected Earth and were more important than Kamar-Taj. Therefore, all the magical artifacts and divine artifacts acquired by generations of sorcerers—those temporarily unused or unusable by anyone—were stored within the Three Sanctums.

The two soon arrived at the exhibition hall.

Before them lay a vast collection of magical artifacts and divine artifacts. The former were more numerous, though there were quite a few of the latter as well.

The Three Sanctums’ collection was second only to Asgard’s. It could buy all of Wakanda.

The protective magic here was even stronger than that of the Kamar-Taj library. It reminded Old Wang of Dalaran and Karazhan, roughly somewhere between the two.

Every exhibit emitted fairly strong magical and spiritual fluctuations. Only by gaining their recognition could one take them away.

Trying to seize one by force would trigger the protective power of the entire Sanctum. Forget Kaecilius—even Loki and Thor would not dare attempt it.

And that so-called recognition was actually preset magic, conditions established in advance.

"Please help yourself. As long as you gain its recognition, you may take it."

Considering that Master Wang had some big shot backing him, and that it would be awkward if he took two or three items, Ancient One hurriedly added, "One. Only one!"

A gentleman’s word was faster than Quicksilver. The Sorcerer Supreme’s words were ironclad rules and could not be violated. She would not break them herself, either.

Though it was regrettable, Old Wang knew he had already profited greatly.

The Darkhold’s value lay in its knowledge. Its intrinsic worth naturally far surpassed that of magical artifacts, but in combat, it was far inferior to those divine artifacts.

The first thing Old Wang saw was the Cloak of Levitation.

The black-and-red cloak sat in the most conspicuous position. It was utterly unmoved by Old Wang’s gaze, remaining perfectly still as it posed stiffly.

"Forget it. I’d better leave it for Doctor Strange."

When he imagined what Doctor Strange would be like without the Cloak of Levitation, Old Wang could not bear to take away what he loved. He would consider it looking after a junior.

He withdrew his gaze and looked toward the other divine artifacts.

The quality of magical artifacts was roughly equivalent to rare or epic equipment in World of Warcraft. Anything worse was not qualified to be displayed here.

Divine artifacts were equivalent to legendary equipment in World of Warcraft, such as Thunderfury and the Warglaives of Azzinoth.

On the left were the "Crimson Bands of Cyttorak." They were related to "Cyttorak," the ruler of the Crimson Cosmos. A tiny place like Earth was beneath his notice.

On the right was "Angarumas’s Axe." Its appearance was crude and rugged, looking just like Li Kui’s twin axes. It perfectly suited the style of Kamar-Taj’s battle sorcerers.

The "Cosmic Cauldron" stood in the deepest part of the room, with the "Eye of the Demon" nearby.

Every divine artifact was an invaluable treasure. If one truly compared them, they were no worse than Thor’s hammer.

In one corner, there was even a sealed golden bow and arrow. Just one glance made Old Wang’s eyes sting, nearly blinding him with their radiance.

"Apollo’s Bow and Apollo’s Arrow appeared in Guizhou in your country several years ago. They slaughtered more than a thousand people."

Ancient One spoke lightly. "It is one of Mount Olympus’s strongest divine artifacts, second only to Zeus’s lightning. It is on the same level as Poseidon’s trident."

Old Wang nodded, somewhat regretful.

Not a single divine artifact reacted. Not even the magical artifacts did.

It certainly could not be a matter of luck. Old Wang was confident about that.

Not a single bald head in the Marvel World was any good. Could Ancient One have secretly tampered with things because she saw me taking so many benefits?

"We can visit the London Sanctum or the Hong Kong Sanctum, especially the Hong Kong Sanctum."

Ancient One did not want Old Wang to feel embarrassed, so she said, "The Hong Kong Sanctum has many Eastern divine artifacts, such as an immortal talisman and immortal sword belonging to a certain Celestial Master, or an immortal gourd belonging to some immortal."

Old Wang was helpless.

A forcibly picked melon was never sweet. A Monk had high standards for food and could not settle.

He would try again somewhere else.

Just as they were about to leave—

He suddenly heard an extremely displeased snort from the Heart of Azeroth.

It was Titan Miss!

"Wang, the Heart of Azeroth has many abilities. You have now accumulated more than ten grams of Azeroth Blood, so one of them can be activated."

The man she had taken a liking to was actually being looked down upon by so much junk. Titan Miss was very displeased.

Old Wang’s eyes lit up.

The Heart of Azeroth was a Supreme Artifact forged jointly by eight Titans and possessed unimaginable power.

However, every ability required sufficient Azeroth Blood to activate, so Old Wang had never seen any of them.

Now, he could finally activate one.

A wisp of his consciousness entered the Heart of Azeroth and opened the control panel.

He made his selection.

Ten grams of Azeroth Blood were consumed, turning into pure energy that filled the long-starved Heart of Azeroth. Its first ability was finally activated.

Eternal Blessing of Azeroth: The Essence of Azeroth flows through your body, comprehensively strengthening your physique and soul. Any equipment on your body will receive the empowerment of Titan power.

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Apollo’s Arrow came from the Doctor Strange prequel comic and belongs to the movie universe.