Now, SW-Box.com launches a series of back cover for both iPhone 4 and iPhone 4s with heroes. In order to memorize those famous greats, choose the one you like and mount it up on your iPhone.

Blizzard endows the story of this game, while players pour their spirits in it.
I still remember the first day my priest was born on the land called Azeroth, the first guild I joined and friends I met there. Time flies, I am playing a hunter in a new serve and with new people.
Blizzard never let us down, from starcraft to warcraft and the Diablo III is just around the corner. The World of Warcraft has bee giving me the most glorious memory in the past 4 years, the first time I walked into Molten Core taking 4 months downed all bosses there and I have witnessed Vaelastrasz who dismembered so many guilds. The things are still there but men are no more the same ones, how are you my old fellows?
We fight in the black temple and kill the tragically hero Illidan Stormrage, we save the world from burning legion. We were shipped out to Northrend to finish Arthas Menethil and release him from sins and betrayal. Now we have already killed the Deathwing Neltharion and halt its progress of cataclysm.
The quote” YOU WILL LEARN, NO KING WILL RULES FOREVER! ONLY DEATH IS ETERNAL! – YOGG’SARON” is my favorite. I have to admit that Blizzard creates a lot of classic dialogue for bosses in dungeons. Beside the game, what I’ve have learned is friendship that I enjoyed so much when playing as a team, as a guild.
This is a poem that Blizzard wrote to a player was suffering chronic leukemia a few years ago, let’s read it again. Anyway, thank you blizzard, thank you World of Warcraft and thank you, my dearest friends.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there,I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
across Northreand’s bright and shining snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
on westfall’s golden grain.
I am in the morning hush,
of strangelethorn’s jungle,green and lush.
I am in the drums loud and grand,the thunderous’hooves across Nagrand.
I am the stars warmly gleaming, over Darnassus’ softly dreaming.
I am in the birds that singing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there,I do not die.