Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1563

"Get out of the way! That big man is coming! He's going to burn us all!"

In the creation furnace in the front hall, on this majestic and huge forging platform, the dwarves as servants are fighting a huge monster here.

There are Valkyries flying around in the sky, throwing golden flying spears from time to time to help the Three Hammer Dwarves defeat the unfinished structures that are constantly being awakened around them, so that the dwarves will not be affected when they fight the flame titan that controls this place.

But there is no heroic army here to help.

It's not that the ruthless Lord of War regards the dwarves as cannon fodder to delay the enemy, but that these dwarves have committed a stubborn temper, and they strongly demand that they be the main force to attack the creation furnace.

Dwarves with brawn and wine stubbornly believe that they must do their part in the war to liberate the Land of Origin, as part of the mythic wars described in all epics.

In addition to the above reason that he thinks that he is a Titan creation, so he must pursue glory, there is a more realistic reason.

Moira revealed to Braike before that the three hammer dwarves intend to forge an artifact to represent the nominal unity of the three hammers. Then the arduous process of forging artifacts is completely meaningless.

They also wanted to use this great, sacred and bloody story to inspire the Three Hammers to let go of their hatred for each other.

The reunification of the kingdom cannot be based on lies, especially for the dwarf clans who have blood feuds with each other. Once this matter is exposed, the consequences will be very serious.

However, the dwarves obviously underestimated the strength of the real high-level guardian.

After they fought the flame titan named Ignis in front of them, their pressure was suddenly full. The huge black titan in front of them was silent, it was like a combination of obsidian, magma and flame.

According to Odin, Ignis is the last king of the flame titan, which is already on the brink of extinction. When he was calm, Ignis was the best blacksmith in Ulduar. The giant axes and hammers of "opening the sky" and "opening the earth" help the guardians gain an advantage in the battle of the master.

It loves forging so much that it even chains the hot forging furnace to itself so that it can smelt and forge at any time. Ignis used to be a silent and steady warrior and leader.

But it is not anymore.

The war caused by Thorim's recklessness destroyed the civilization of the flame titan. Ignis felt angry for the death of his people, and the anger turned into flames and burned on its scorching body.

Because of the pain of losing his tribe and hometown, Ignis was easily captured by the ancient gods.

Now it is Yogg-Saron's Destroyer General, hammering day and night in the forge that once created guardian weapons, building an army full of destruction for the Old Gods.

The dwarves knew the story, and lamented what had happened to Ignis.

They also learned from the accompanying earth spirit elders that the flame titan, which is now very rare, is the family blood of the forger Kazgros. In theory, the flame titan and the dwarves have the same belief.

Although the bodies of the two sides are like a comparison between a mammoth and a dwarf, they can barely be regarded as "insiders", so the current battle can be called "fighting in the same room."

"Crush. You guys!"

The crazy flame king roared and grabbed the Black Iron Emperor Thaurissan who had rushed over to give him a "pedicure", and threw the struggling Black Iron Dwarf who was hitting his fingers with a sledgehammer into the scorching heat of his abdomen. In the forge.

Thaurissan seemed to be thrown into the magma, he was quickly submerged in the scalding flames, and then jumped out screaming the next moment.

He screamed:

"Oh my god! Muradin's beard is on the top, I'm going to be burned to death! Come and help me!"

"Damn it! Why hasn't the bastard who slept with my niece been burned to death?"

On the battlefield below, Muradin, who turned into a rocky king of the hill and barely turned into a small titan, wielding a hammer and fighting wildly with Ignis, shouted:

"Who can tell me how long it takes for a Dark Iron Dwarf to be scalded to death in the magma?"

Uh, it can be seen that the contradictions among the three clans of dwarves are deep. Even if Muradin is only joking during the battle, he is full of malice.

"whoosh"

Falstad Wildhammer, who was driving the heroic Griffin, flew over the head of the flaming titan, and threw a storm hammer to strike Ignis' burning eyes. He dropped a bag of alchemy bombs. shouted:

"According to my past experience, these black iron savages cursed by Ragnaros can even swim in magma, my dear Muradin, if you want him to die, you have to give him two blows on the forehead."

"Hang on, my black grumpy friend, the power of frost is here to save you."

Just when Thaurissan's angry horn was getting lower and lower, a giant white eagle roared down from the sky, and the leader of the giant eagle was the patriarch of the Frost Dwarves who only lived on the cliffs of the storm. They look exactly the same, the only difference is that his skin is composed entirely of frost-covered eastern earth.

Ice dwarves also have flesh and blood, but perhaps because they have lived in the storm cliff for a long time, their flesh and blood curse is much milder than that of dwarves.

As a native race that hasn't lost their Titan genes, the Ice Dwarves still retain quite a strong elemental affinity.

The patriarch of the ice dwarves, their most powerful warrior, descended from the sky riding a giant eagle that only lived on the storm cliffs, and threw a blast of ice storms at the furnace in its belly while passing by the dangerous flame titan.

The cold breath hit Thaurissan's body like a heavy hammer, helping him extinguish the burning flames, and then the precise hook and lock came over, pulling Thaurissan out of the terrible forge.

The Black Iron Emperor became dispirited, but it wasn't because he was scalded by the flame titan.

After landing, the bad-tempered emperor yelled towards the sky with his body trembling:

"Ignis didn't kill me, but the ice that saved me nearly froze me to death! Hell, we are black iron, we bleed the blood of flames, Sneezy! Someone give me a coat, freeze me to death!

I curse everything in this damn place!

to die!

All to die! "

"boom"

Presumably Thaurissan's curse was in effect.

After he finished howling, Muradin Bronzebeard, who had been confronting Ignis head-on with the mighty fighting posture of the god descending from the gods, was grabbed by the arm by the furious flame titan, and flung it out with all his might after a round swing.

With the power of Muradin, the Chosen of War, he will not die from ordinary impact, but the problem is that the fallen flame king has viciousness and cunning that do not match his size.

It flung Muradin in the direction of the ever-burning creation furnace on the forging platform. The flames there were all ignited by the energy of the Titans, and its temperature could even be compared to the legendary flame of the land of flames. Comparable.

Muradin danced and was thrown into the furnace. In just a few seconds, there was a tragic wail from the king of the hill, and he seemed to be ignited all at once.

"No one. can defeat. the fire of creation!"

The flame titan king, presumably also enraged by the entanglement of these rebellious and lowly flesh, began to channel a terrifying flame magic in place.

Dazzling sparks continuously flew out of the creation furnace, clusters of flames gathered in the palm of Ignis, and were scattered outward by the titan in the form of a shock wave.

It will burn all those bastard invaders who dare to disturb its forging.

"boom"

Magni felt sorry for his younger brother, but he knew that in order to save Muradin who was being burned, he had to knock down the big man in front of him first. The dwarf king would not care about other things, so he raised his weapon and pointed at the laughing Ig Nice rushed over.

He waved his battle ax and hammer and struck continuously, but after more than ten seconds, Ignis' left leg was only cracked, while most of the weapon in Magni's hand was melted under the scorching flames.

Ordinary weapons can't hurt it at this time!

This situation undoubtedly made the dwarves desperate.

The earth spirits who came with them have already begun to prepare a land transfer ceremony. These primordial dwarves, which are completely composed of mud, will take everyone out before Ignis completely destroys this place.

"Uh, sorry, my friends, I'm late, there are all kinds of strange things under the Storm Peaks, and it took me a while to get around them."

At the critical moment, a deep and honest voice sounded as the ground vibrated. The belated antler black horn poked his head out from under the ground and glanced at the battlefield. He said awkwardly to the helpless dwarves:

"You guys look like you need help?"

"A tauren?"

Thaurissan and his Dark Iron warriors were the most fearless gang of all the dwarves.

They were cursed by the Firelord to possess cursed blood, and as Falstad said, these Dark Iron brutes could even swim in lava for a while if necessary.

The flames of Ignis are not fatal to them.

Thaurissan saw Blackhorn jumping out from the ground, he turned around and shouted suspiciously and viciously to a group of fellow dwarves behind him:

"Did anyone here order grilled steak? The food is delivered to your door, whoever ordered it, come and pick it up?"

"You vicious dwarf, you are really unlikable! Maybe I should come later and make you suffer!"

Black Horn shook his head, jumped out from the ground, raised his hand and raised the simple and majestic Hammer of Kazgros in his hand. The moment this thing appeared, the knowledgeable earth spirits cheered.

As the beings most closely connected with the earth in this world, the earth spirits who are completely molded from clay can feel the supreme power of the Pillar of Creation from Black Horn's hands.

The power that the earth spirit can feel, Ignis can also feel.

It is the descendant of the family of the forger Kazgoros, and its sensitivity to Kazgoros' hammer is more obvious than that of the earth spirit.

Almost at the moment when he saw the forging hammer, Ignis let out a terrified scream, and the supreme power from the ancestors descended, blasting its chaotic spirit, shattering the darkness of Yogg-Saron. The temptation to fight back at once.

But the flame titan didn't stop attacking, but threw the creation fire that was used to destroy the dwarves at Black Horn, and the antler bull shook his head.

Even without Khazgoroth's Hammer, he is not afraid of the flames.

He is a black dragon.

The dragon with the most magic resistance.

But in order to end the battle as soon as possible, Black Horn still used the power of the Titan's Hammer. As he lowered the stone hammer in his hand, the entire platform of the Creation Furnace began to burst and roll as if it had been given life.

The terrifying ground thorns rolled like three earth dragons, enveloping the flame titan in an instant, and turned into rock hands in the next instant, grabbing the furnace master and lifting it into the air.

Black Horn was about to strike a fatal blow to destroy this fallen life, but at this moment, everyone including Ignis looked up at the sky at the same time.

The supposedly gloomy sky of Ulduar suddenly became overcast with thick black clouds rising like magic, and the dazzling thunder sky danced back and forth in the black clouds.

And storms and storms blow in the land of creation.

At the beginning, there was a strong wind of at least level eight, and the flames of the creation furnace began to slant and scatter.

The covering rain fell with thunder, and the rain seemed to contain a strange power, and the moment it came into contact with the flames on the ground, they made a hissing sound and were quickly extinguished.

"No! Thorim"

Trapped by the rocky hand of Khaz'goroth's hammer, the flaming titan looks desperately to the sky.

It thought it was Thorim, the guardian of the storm, who was coming to punish it with thunder for its wrongdoing.

But no.

The power of the storm and thunder indeed originated from Thorim, but at this moment they are not manipulated by the Storm Guardian. In the violent storm, a man wearing a black moon night battle armor and a heavy watchman's cloak fluttered in the air to shape A mysterious figure with two wings emerged from Lei Ting's back.

He has no wings but can stand in the sky, has no authority but can command lightning, he holds an irregular dark blue stone in his left hand, and a dark and elegant, depraved and corrupt staff in his right hand.

At this moment, he was in the sky of the torrential rain, like an evil god controlling the sky.

"Bo Laike! Did you come by pinch you bastard?"

After struggling to climb out of the furnace of creation, Muradin, whose whole body was burnt into disfigurement, fell to the ground panting, and the rain from the sky hit him, helping him to extinguish those burning flames.

In near-comatose pain, the King of the Hill recognized the pirates in the sky who harnessed storm and rain.

When he saw this evil guy appear on the stage, the dwarf prince who was worried at first breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head and fainted.

"Flame. The flame is out."

Constantly being washed by the raindrops full of the divine power of the sea, the raging flames of the Titan King's body were also extinguished in the rising steam.

It is like a piece of obsidian that has been rapidly cooled, not only cooling the fire, but also cooling its always angry heart.

Under the watchful eyes of Braike, after the silent pirate used his new ability as an ancient god to pull out the corruption in Ignis's heart bit by bit, the burning chaotic eyes of the flaming titan finally became calm down.

Just like this tormented land, it has also found the long-lost peace in its heart.

"This is exactly what I need!"

The stinky pirate who stood proudly in the sky relying on the stone that controlled the tide looked at the calm Ignis. He blinked, and while maintaining the image of "Cool Guy" full of mystery, he couldn't help screaming in his heart:

"In the future, I will appear in the image of the storm and the thunder, and I will make those who are afraid of me feel frightened when they see the wind and rain and hear the thunder.

How cool!

This is the 'Blaike Shaw' debut I wanted! "

(end of this chapter)