Anomaly Of Warcraft

"First of all, I must make it clear that this is not a request for help, but a fair deal."

Roctus Anqi spread his hands, then said to the special cage.

"Because the orcs have joined the Black Dragon Legion. Humans, you don't have many choices."

Hearing this, Carlos's eyes almost stared out. The orcs have joined the Black Dragon Legion? Orgrim failed in the power struggle with Reid Blackhand!

But it's not right!

The Dark Portal is still open. Kil'jaeden's lackeys are still remotely commanding in Draenor. Influenced by the blood of the devil, the strength of the tribe is far higher than that of the Black Dragon Legion, which is unreasonable.

If Nesario was to instigate the plan himself, it would make sense, after all, big cousin.

But the current owner of the Blackrock Spire is Nefarian. Does the Black Dragon Prince have the strength and tactics?

"There is no doubt that the orcs have entered the upper level of the Blackrock Tower and acted as the watchdog of the Black Dragon Legion."

Seeing his own words severely shocked the human beings present, Roctus Ann Qi showed a "hehe da" fascinating look in his eyes.

"I……"

Carlos stopped his urge to open his mouth and curse with his super willpower.

Almost scared to death, if the orcs really merged with the Black Dragon Legion, the iron curtain separating the Eastern Kingdoms might really fall.

However, the negotiation was originally true and false, and the information of the Thorium Brotherhood might not be accurate. Carlos thought about it, did not speak, and prepared to continue to be a loyal listener.

"His Majesty Carlos, I know your identity and your alliance. Then, I can take the liberty to ask, can you represent the alliance?"

Roctus Ann Qi asked unceremoniously.

"Whether I can represent the alliance depends on the sincerity of you and the forces behind you."

Carlos bowed slightly and nodded in greeting. Who wouldn't say these grand-sounding fake and empty routines.

"Sincere, we are full of sincerity."

Roctus Anqi pointed at the iron cage.

"Did you see that?"

"I saw it, I didn't understand it."

Carlos answered truthfully, a pool of dwarven-speaking magma ooze monsters, the ghost knew what it was.

Roctus Darkness winked at his opponent, and the two dark iron dwarf wizards began to rub the Great Fireball. When the cage that had begun to cool and blackened and heated up again, the mysterious object gradually took shape.

"Let me guess, what is this, a dwarf?"

Sylvie Morgan's eyes were good, and she saw a general idea.

"Yes, Mrs. Morgan, this is a lava dwarf, a dark iron dwarf once."

When Roctus Ann Qi said this sentence, his tone and demeanor were full of complex meanings.

"In Darkforge City, some element-worship dwarves are carrying out some heinous evil experiments, and the lava dwarves are one of the results, although the one in front of you is only a semi-finished product."

"Traitor! The great Balrog Lord will burn you to ashes! The whole world will burn blazingly, you will be steamed by your own blood, and I will be reborn in your wreckage!"

The lava dwarf who was locked in the cage cursed loudly, Roquetus Darkche felt a little noisy, waved his hand, the mage stopped casting the spell, the temperature of the cage dropped, and the world was quiet.

"Could we be a little bit more honest between us? The riddle-guessing game is not fun."

Carlos was surrounded by clouds and mist, very weak.

Because of the unequal information, Carlos even dared not speculate based on the known information. If he did so, he would accidentally lead himself into the ditch. And the analysis of the information revealed by the Thorium Brotherhood is completely in depth.

The world is so big, and he is very small. At least in his previous life, Carlos had never heard of the wonderful species of lava dwarf.

"His Majesty Carlos, some information itself is invaluable. But as I said just now, I, we, the Thorium Brotherhood, are full of sincerity, so let me tell you."

Roctus Angki expressed a meaning to Carlos with an exaggerated body shape-the sincerity you want, take it!

"In Darkforge City, the struggle between the citizen faction and the slave owner faction is already very fierce. But this is not the point. The point is that the fire demon participates in it, which makes the situation extremely chaotic."

"Fire demon?!"

Carlos was puzzled.

"The creatures created by the Balrog Lord can survive in the lava river."

After Roctus Secret explained, Carlos suddenly watched the surrounding lava flow with vigilance.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's safe here."

Roctos Anche indicated that Carlos didn't need to be too nervous, and then continued.

"It's hard to imagine the topography here. Thorium Post itself is on the high hill, and there is lava just 1,500 meters underground. The answer is simple, it's the lava dwarf."

After saying this, the scene suddenly became deserted.

Roquetus Darkch is observing the reactions of human guests, and Carlos and Sylvie are thinking about what they have seen and heard.

"Are you suggesting to us that the lava dwarves will be unpredictable disasters?"

Carlos was a little uncertain about what Roquetus Darkchi meant. Although this meeting was initiated by the Thorium Brotherhood, in reality, apart from the most basic understanding, the trilateral forces of the two races did not have more integrity at all. This kind of diplomatic talk of half-hidden and half-hidden is too much brainstorming.

"Let’s tell you, every time a lava dwarf is transformed, at least a hundred dark iron dwarves die in the process of transformation. This is what we don’t want to see. And the result of the transformation is what you don’t want to see. .Because your humans are too close to the Bronzebeard dwarves, which makes the Dark Iron dwarves of Darkforge not very friendly to your humans. And the lava dwarves are even more so."

"So you mean you need us to help you get rid of the lava dwarves?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"No, no, with all due respect, you don't have this strength. At least judging from the information we have obtained, you don't."

Roctus Anqi shook his head.

"I believe that your Thorium brothers will come to me to talk, not for the Kabuto circle?"

Carlos felt a little irritable in his heart, but he understood that diplomatic talks were like this, and that the other party deliberately spoke like this was constantly testing and judging.

"Of course not. Our time is precious. There is no extra to waste."

Roctos Anchi said so, and Carlos brows straight.

You are wasting my life!

"The leader of the lava dwarf, or the person in charge of the lava dwarf transformation ritual, is a dark iron dwarf known as [Molten Core]. His name is Torbjörn. In order to please Ragnaros, he plans to take the entire The scorching gorge and the burning plains turned into a sea of ​​flames again."

"Rely on the abilities of lava dwarves?"

Sylvie intervened, and Mrs. Morgan, who had been watching coldly, didn't know what she was thinking, her face was a little chilly.

"Yes. According to the assessment given by the fire demon, only one hundred thousand molten dwarves can complete this plan, transform the material world into a lava world, and summon the Balrog King to Azeroth again."

Roctus Anqi sighed with regret.

"But I don't believe that there are 10 million Dark Iron Dwarves. I'm sorry, you said just now that every 100 Dark Iron Dwarves can be sacrificed to transform a Lava Dwarf."

Carlos raised his question keenly.

"Yes, I said so. But it's only now."

Roctos Darkki's expression did not fluctuate, as if Carlos's question did not surprise him in the slightest.

"After talking so much, I have said everything I can and can say. I can swear to the tombs of Emperor Anweimar and the Seven Sages, I did not tell a lie."

Carlos stared into the eyes of Roquetus Darkch, and stared for a long time before he said: "I believe you."

"I have reservations."

Sylvie Morgan folded her arms and also expressed her opinion.

Roctus Secret Deed gave a rather formal thank-you gift.

"But, make your request, and then bring your chips."

Carlos was dizzy with all kinds of information. He felt that he had fallen into the trap of the Thorium Brotherhood.

"Obviously, we have reached a consensus on the most cost-effective. Then, I will say."

Roctus Ann Qi prolonged his voice and deliberately sold it off.

"I hope everyone in the Alliance can raid the melting pot on the appointed day."

"what?!"

Carlos smelled conspiracy.

"Then seize a weapon."

"what!?"

Carlos didn't understand what this meant at all.

I've talked about a lot of lava dwarves and doomsday crisis before, why the topic suddenly turned to what weapon...

"Your Majesty Carlos, there is no need to make such an unbelievable expression. You have doubts about us, and we are the same. Everything is a gradual process. This commission is only the first step, and I have disclosed so much information to you. Now we need you to show your sincerity and strength. Of course, we still pay."

Roctus Anqi explained.

"What weapon?"

Carlos was full of doubts in his heart, but the other party's words were all here, and if you questioned it again, I'm afraid the talk will fall apart, so I had to change the topic and slow down.

"If you accept the commission, we will send follow-up information."

Roctus Anqi said.

"I need to think about it."

Sylvie Morgan interrupted Carlos' intention to continue asking questions.

"Well, me too."

Carlos had to change his tone.

"Really, I will be at Thorium Watch during this time, and I'm always welcome."

Roquetus Anche clapped his hands, the special cage was lowered, and the elevator door opened, watching Carlos and Sylvie leave.

"I will verify the authenticity of the news from other channels."

Putting his lips to Carlos's ear, Sylvie Morgan whispered.

For the first time, Carlos discovered that his memories of his last life weren't that useful. When encountering emergencies, he was no better than the natives of Azeroth.

"Well, waiting for your news."

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