Azeroth Trail of Light

When Dick stepped into the Black Iron Bar again, the bar was much more noisy than before. There were many new-faced guys here, and it was full of vitality and chaos at the same time. , the reclusive dwarf grand warlock Prager brought a cup of flame ale to the paladin as usual.

Of course, this well-behaved warlock didn't forget to bring three glasses of fruit wine to the ladies.

"You are finally here, Kanrethad has been waiting for you for several days."

Prager saw two tall tauren beating a drunk orc in the corner of the bar. He snapped his fingers, and the two heavily armed and extremely strong ogre bodyguards put down the large wine glasses in their hands. Followed the wave of little chaos and walked over.

After throwing the two tauren out, Prager snorted in satisfaction and continued,

"Business is very hot recently, but there are always some young people. Forget it, let's not talk about it. Kanresad is waiting for you in the secret room. That guy has been very popular recently, but I know that he is thanks to you, so, If there is something good, don't forget to take care of me, Lord Earl."

Dick shrugged, "There will be, I'm afraid you won't dare to take over."

He smiled, waved and threw three gold coins on the bar, and quietly walked into the aisle of the secret room with Jaina, Liadrin and Velinde who had returned from visiting relatives.

A few minutes later, in the same secret room, Kanrethad, who had tidied up, was sitting in front of the warm fireplace and reading a thick magic tome. His whole body exuded a sense of peace. The dwarf stood beside him, holding a wooden tray with tequila over ice and some fruit.

When he saw Dick and the others push the door and come in, the dwarf glanced at them, his blood-red eyes exuding undisguised murderous intent and cunning.

The moment the paladin saw the dwarf, his left hand became slightly hot, and Liadrin also subconsciously blocked Jaina. Obviously, this dwarf was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

"Okay, Solenor, my servant, you can go to rest."

Kanrethad waved his hand, and the dwarf silently put down the tray in his hand, then gave Dick a hard look, turned into a black smoke, and disappeared beside Kanrethad.

The paladin and several ladies sat across from the warlock. He put his fingers together, moved slightly in front of him, and asked,

"Is that the one from Silithus?"

Kanrethad narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "I have to thank you for the gift, my friend, the process of taming Sorenor was not smooth, and many of my subordinates died under the claws of the slaughterer But it’s all worth it, a dreaded demon king who can control his desire for destruction and has a huge room for advancement, there is no better gift than this!”

Warlock picked up his wine glass, his eyes flickered over Dick's left hand, and a trace of fear appeared in the depths of his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Speaking of which, I'm curious, how do you know the traces of the four of Solenor and the others? I heard that they lived in seclusion in the corner of the world ten thousand years ago, and almost no one knows their true colors."

The paladin didn't answer this question, but talked about another topic.

"This world is much bigger than you imagine, my brother, of course, we can talk about this issue later, I am very happy to see the Black Sickle Council flourishing, and now I can offer you an opportunity, a Your chance to walk under the sun openly! Kanrethad, I know you are a discerning person, tell me, would you like to join Theramore and fight for Princess Kalia?"

Warlock obviously didn't expect Dick to be so straight to the point, he moved his body on the chair a little uneasy,

"This condition is very attractive to me, but you have to know, Dick, warlocks have been walking in the dark from the beginning. Darkness is our best protective color. Stupid commoners don't understand our power, and they will always put We are linked to demons, and I doubt that the princess would give up some of the common people's support for us."

Kanrethad touched his chin, finally shook his head, and said in a regretful tone,

"So, forget it, I don't want to be attacked by other warlocks."

Dick seemed to have expected this answer a long time ago, but instead of giving up, he added,

"Come on, man, I'm busy right now, I don't have much time to waste here wrangling with you, let's put it another way, would you like to join my army and fight for me? I promise you will get more than Much more now!"

Kanrethad didn't speak, but looked at Dick quietly. The paladin knew that this cunning guy was waiting for him to make an offer, so his prevarication was nothing more than dislike for how little Princess Kalia could give him. That's all.

The guys in the dark world are all of this virtue, the master who does not scatter eagles when he sees rabbits.

Before the War of Quicksand was about to start, Dick had already made up his mind to bring the newly-born Black Sickle Council into his side. Although this organization was not considered a good person in its original history, it would definitely be able to protect itself from big issues. Honesty is worthy of Dick's efforts to win him over.

And most fortunately, Dick knew Kanrethad's greatest weakness.

"I don't want to promise too much empty words! That's pointless!"

The paladin leaned forward slightly, and a purple magic pattern loomed on the back of his hand, which was the emblem of a raven. He stared at Kanrethad, and the warlock also looked at him, and then heard Dick say,

"If you can dedicate the loyalty of the Black Sickle Council to me, my friend, you and your best subordinates can be qualified to enter Karazhan. As a warlock, I think you know what that means."

Kanrethad's eyes suddenly became hot. As a guy who is crazy about power, how could he not know what Karazhan means to legal professionals. It is said that there is a collection of astral mage Medivh, All magic from Azeroth and other worlds!

This alone is enough to drive most spellcasters crazy.

"Not enough! Maybe my subordinates will be willing, but you know, my loyalty is expensive!"

Kanrethad took a deep breath and suppressed his desire. He looked at the paladin, and he knew that he could get more from this powerful paladin! At least before touching the bottom line of the paladin, he can get more!

Dick relaxed his body, leaned on the sofa behind him, gently held Jaina and Liadrin's shoulders from left to right, and looked at Warlock playfully,

"It's really expensive! But it's worth it. Kanrethad, my friend, but you have to think clearly, if you want to get more, you have to pay more. I can find you the most suitable mentor, then A powerful spellcaster blessed by the Dark Titan himself, but I hope you will not regret what you have lost."

"Remind you one last time, if you set foot on this road, you will have no choice but no chance to go back on your word!"

Hearing the voice of the paladin containing warnings, Kanresad keenly felt that a road exuding golden light had opened before his eyes. Although he knew that he would have to pay a lot, even his soul, to embark on this road. Which warlock does not have this kind of awareness?

Dealing with souls all year round, they have long regarded their souls as something that can be traded, as long as they can get more!

"Show me! Dick, show me your promise!"

Kanrethad closed his eyes, and these words seemed to exhaust all his strength, "Then, then you will get my loyalty! Get the loyalty of the Black Sickle Council!"

Two hours later, when Kanrethad was holding Dick's letter in his hand and was rushing to the Dark Portal as fast as he could, Dick was already sitting in Thaurissan's palace, and the Black Iron Emperor was holding the letter in his hand. There was a tear-shaped water drop exuding a cold breath, and a layer of crushed ice had been frozen on his black palm, which showed the coldness of the water drop.

"Using this thing, can you get in touch with those damned water elements?"

Dick nodded. There were only him and the Black Iron Emperor in the tall black palace, which showed Thaurissan's sincerity.

"This is what I got from the wind elemental side, the emblem of the tide hunter's Hydraxian legion. In the past few days, in the waters closest to the Burning Plains, preferably the sea, let your most trusted subordinates Take this and you will be in touch with those water elementals who will prepare you to enter the Molten Core."

The Black Iron Emperor's expression was a bit dignified, which was natural. He had to fight against the scourge that had oppressed the entire race for 300 years, and he was also an elemental lord, so the pressure could be imagined.

Dick guessed Thaurissan's worry, he coughed lightly,

"The wind element also agreed, as long as you and your soldiers can find the remains of the prince of the wind element - Sunderland the Windchaser from the obsidian lord Gal and the flame baron Gardon, they will be destroyed after the war in this world is over. Immediately attack the Fire Elemental Realm and divert the attention of the Fire Demon King."

With this guarantee, Thaurissan's complexion improved a lot, but as a conjurer, he knew the virtues of those elemental creatures very well, so he asked with some doubts,

"Are you sure the elementals will follow suit? Those damn elementals are moody bastards, and if they don't follow this we will."

"As long as they can find Sunderland's regrets, they will do so! Trust me! Your Majesty."

The paladin emphasized, "Sunderland is of great significance to the Sky Wall, and the deep-rooted grievances between the Sky Wall and the Fire Realm, you don't have to worry at all!"

The Black Iron Emperor touched the cold water droplets, his expression cloudy and uncertain. After five minutes of silence, Thaurissan took a deep breath.

"Okay! As long as the help of the water element arrives, the Black Iron army can immediately attack the Molten Core! Except for the clone of the Fire Demon King, the other soft fire demons and elements are not from the Black Iron at all. Opponent, 300 years of humiliation from the Black Iron Kingdom...we've had enough!"

Dick had no doubts about Thaurissan's words. Dwarves and elves are longevity races, and their combat power is quite powerful. The black iron dwarves have been injected with the ability to control magic because of the curse, and their combat power will only be stronger. If you really want a large army to fight, Molten Heart Those fire demons and elements, no matter in quantity or quality, are really not enough.

However, as the caster of the curse, the Dark Iron Dwarf can't face Ragnaros, so the final Firelord still has to be dealt with by outsiders like Dick.

Simply now that the paladin has successfully connected the Balrog King with the last piece of the quicksand scepter fragment, there is no need to worry about finding a powerful helper to besiege the clone of the Balrog King.

Even if the clone of the Fire Demon King can fight again, in the face of all the epic heroes of Azeroth swarming up, they will have to kneel in humiliation in the end.

Dick did what he promised Thaurissan, and the Black Iron Emperor was very satisfied and handed over a small wooden box to the paladin, which was the Naaru Crystal-Shadow of Leaves as collateral. The blueprint for "Saffron's Hammer" was returned to Thaurissan.

Just when Dick thought the transaction was completed, the Black Iron Emperor took out another box from his storage ring as if by magic, and shook it in front of Dick's eyes, Thaurissan's face showed He showed the unique cunning look of the Dark Iron Dwarves.

"You have gained my trust, Paladin, are you interested in making another deal? Trust me, you will be interested in this little thing."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Dick to speak, the Black Iron Emperor opened the small wooden box. The next moment, accompanied by the khaki streamer, Dick stood up suddenly from the chair, his eyes were full of disbelief. look.

what did he see

The shape of the khaki crystal is exactly the same as the green leafy shadow in his hand, and even the breath it emits is exactly the same.

That's another naaru crystal!

(Explanation here: Except for Velen's Song of Soul and the Ashbringer suspected of Brilliant Hour, and the Heart of Wrath in the Dark Temple, the other 4 crystals of the seven naaru crystals have disappeared. Find their whereabouts, so here is the whereabouts of the crystal, I hope the brothers understand.)