Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Crazy, everyone is crazy, everything is messed up."

The fire-bearer in red wearing a fire-red robe knelt in front of the black iron emperor Thorison, and his whole body was trembling. I did not know whether it was because of fear or anger. These red-fire holders were the most trusted by the emperor Thorison. Servants, they are instructed to defend the throne room, and at the necessary moment, they will dedicate everything to their emperor, even their own lives.

"The sudden plague caused us to lose contact with the military camp. The civilians were in a panic. The Thorium Brotherhood also set up an evacuation point in the Dark Iron Bar. His Majesty, this is a long-planned rebellion. The entire city The internal order has collapsed, you must leave!"

The black iron nobles gathered in the throne room. They were a little anxious. This was normal. This time the attack was not as clear as the battle with the orcs. It was like a dagger in the dark piercing the back of the heart. By the time it was reacted, two-thirds of the Dark Furnace's defense had been completely disintegrated.

The invisible opponent used death and fear as weapons to bring the entire underground city into their own shadows. How does this keep them from panic?

The loyal fire bearers sent a set of civilian clothes to the emperor sitting in the throne of flame, but the next moment, the black iron emperor with the ruby ​​crown grabbed the clothes and threw them in On the ground.

"You let me escape from my city?"

Thorison stood up from the throne. The black iron emperor in a gorgeous robe looked like a furious lion:

"You let me abandon the throne and run away? In your eyes, is your emperor such a coward? Answer me!"

The roar of the emperor made the black iron nobles unable to answer, but this is the character inherited by the Thorison family. The harder and more desperate, the more aroused their fighting spirit. More than 200 years ago, they faced the bronze whiskers under the pressure of the army. In the coalition with the Wildhammer, the former generation of black iron ruler, Prince Sorrison, would rather summon alien monsters to destroy everything, rather than bow to the enemy.

And now, the young Emperor Sorison faced the same choice as his father, but this time the choice was more painful. It has been only a few hours since the beginning of the war. The Black Iron Dwarf has suffered the stigma of failure. The most important thing is that even Now, no one knows who their opponent is.

It's like fighting a ghost!

"Let the Flame Warlocks set up a line of defense in the Learning Hall! Let Agmanci activate all the golems that can be used!"

Thorison stood in front of the throne, and his eyes, like flames, shone with the light of death: "The Dark Furnace belongs to the Black Iron clan, and no one wants to take it away! There are powerful magic enchantments in the Hall of Seven Sages, plague Can't pass there, listen, cowards!"

The emperor's voice oscillated throughout the throne room:

"We haven't lost yet! Don't forget the power behind us! As long as it's there, no one can beat the black iron! Now... do what you should do! I won't go anywhere, I'm here Wait for them! Wait for those intruders."

Thorison’s speech has confirmed that the emperor’s will cannot be changed. Although Thorison’s **** of the Darkhearted City is full of oppression and violence, the Dark Iron Dwarves also have a small word about the brutal emperor, but in At a critical moment, you can’t help but admit that having such a tough ruler can really make people feel at ease.

In the roar of the emperor, all the nobles and black iron knights hurriedly left the throne room. They wanted to call everyone who could move and build the last line of defense for the emperor.

After everyone left, Emperor Thorison returned to the throne. On the stone pillars on both sides of the throne, the beating fire kept his black face in the shadows. The emperor looked at his most trusted Servant, he said in a deep voice:

"You go to Ambassador Frelas and tell the arrogant fire demon that Black Iron needs the power of the Flame Lord! Immediately...immediately!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The fire-bearer in red hurriedly led away, and after the only Emperor Dagran Sorrison was left in the throne room, a bit of hesitation flashed on the face of the determined black iron emperor. Eventually, he turned Body, quietly opened a secret room behind the throne and walked into it.

"Dagrand, is this you?"

A soft voice sounded in the darkness, and as the Dark Iron Emperor turned on the lights of the Chamber of Secrets, in front of him, there appeared a female dwarf in a long yellow dress with long blond hair and a beautiful face, and from her yellow skin Judging from this, this is a copper dwarf dwarf, and the black iron dwarf is really a rival.

"My moira, it's me."

Emperor Thorrison, who had always appeared in the image of brutality and iron-blood, was very gentle when facing the female dwarf. In the eyes that fluttered like flames, there was also a touch of unmasked love, he walked toward The weak female dwarf, he stroked her hair and said softly:

"The situation is terrible. I can't risk keeping you here. I will let you send you out of the Dark Furnace and go back to your father..."

The female dwarf heard this farewell sound, and suddenly took Thorison's hand nervously, she asked in a low voice:

"Aren't you going with me? Daglan."

"I can't go, Moira, this is my city, this is my kingdom, when the enemy is provoking, the men of the Thorison family can't leave everything away, but die in the hands of the enemy and It’s the difference between you and me that doesn’t make me feel fear.”

The emperor of the Black Iron dwarf hugged his lover, he said softly:

"Blood barrier prevents you from being my queen, **** it! Just give me 2 more years, I will be able to calm down those stubborn nobles and bring you the crown of the queen... Damn, maybe I can't finish my right Your promise, but Moira, in my heart, you will always be the queen of the black iron dwarf, if I unfortunately die... our son is the next emperor of black iron!"

Moira. Copperbeard is not an ordinary female dwarf. She is the daughter of the rebellious King Magni Copperbeard of Ironforge Copperbeard. She longs for freedom, so she runs away from home alone, and she and the Black Iron Emperor The process of Dagran Sorrison meeting and loving each other is another story.

In short, Moira has experienced the battlefield, she is very aware of the fighting will of the dwarf royals. She has seen this kind of will to die in her father and uncle, and now, it is her dwarves’ turn to the battlefield. Too.

She felt his anger and unyielding from Daglan's tone, so she wiped away her tears and put Dagran's hand on her abdomen, she said softly:

"I am the daughter of the copper beard, and my body has the blood of the copper beard family, and our son will have a mixture of copper beard and black iron's most noble blood. He will not only be the emperor of the black iron, my Gran, he will be the emperor of all dwarves! I swear... go to fight, my husband, and I will pray for you from afar."

"I know, I can hear it."

The black iron emperor gritted his teeth and put a strange cloak on Moira with his own hands. After that cloak was fastened, Moira's figure slowly disappeared in front of his eyes. He watched the most loyal Under the guard of the Dark Iron Royal Knight, leaving his wife in the Chamber of Secrets, he stretched his hands to wipe the tears in the corners of his eyes, and then turned to hold the ancestral weapon of the Dark Iron Dwarf Emperor.

The one-handed warhammer that is heavy, the most perfect shape, inscribed with countless runes... opponents.

Thorison walked out of the Chamber of Secrets. He was sitting on the throne like his father, waiting quietly for the enemy to arrive, and after more than ten minutes, a loud noise accompanied by a frightened cusp A loud noise called the collapse of the golem sounded outside the throne room, and the heavy door slowly opened under the influence of unknown forces.

The Dark Blade King holding the magic sword Apocalypse wandered into the throne room, leaving behind him footprints frozen on the frost ground. The blood lord followed him and drew the blood of dozens of people into the blood The snake was wrapped around Myra's blood-red robe, and as his will swayed, the blood snake was also dancing.

Tyrion stopped in front of Emperor Thorison, Myra raised his hand and threw a snake-like head at the feet of the emperor. That was the loyal servant of the King of Flames and the King of Flames. The master sent to the Dark Furnace.

A strange fire demon, like a soft creature like Naga, but these fire demon live in magma.

"You have no backup, Dagran Sorrison."

Tyraine puts the apocalyptic magic blade wrapped with dark red finely divided lightning in his hands. This twice transformed magic blade feels the battle that is about to start, but the very tricky magic blade that has been fed is not because of It is about to devour the soul and be happy. Perhaps in its view, the soul of this powerful black iron emperor is not enough to make it feel anticipated.

"Your city belongs to me."

The King of Dark Blades said: "I'm sorry I didn't show up at the beginning of the war, but now I'm here, standing on your land, don't you want to say anything to me?"

"I have never seen you!"

Emperor Thorison stood up from the throne. The young black iron dwarf clenched the warhammer in his hand. A substantial flame jumped on the surface of the cold warhammer. He stared at Tyrion and said in a deep voice:

"The Dark Iron Dwarf and you have never had a grudge! Why should we attack us?"

This question silenced Tyrion for a moment. Eventually, the King of Dark Blade raised his head and looked at Thorison, he replied:

"I also really want to find a sounding reason for this war, such as hatred, such as conquest, such as...simple slaughter, but I realized that this may not be the answer you want, so just say it, I have never been hostile to the black iron dwarves. I have never been hostile to any race in this world. In my opinion, you are all the same."

"bass"

The magic sword was lifted, and the curved blade like the moon was pointed at Emperor Thorison, and the cold voice was wiped from the cold blade, like a silent music.

"You will be cleared eventually, only sooner or later, unfortunately, the Dark Iron Dwarf is ranked first, don't think I am a madman, the Dark Iron Emperor, I am just fulfilling the responsibility that someone must take up, if you want to Use battle to resist, then let's end it quickly, I actually don't like fighting."

Tyrion's eyes narrowed, and he said softly:

"Because I am not happy with cruelty."

"madman!"

Upon hearing this unreasonable answer, Emperor Thorrison felt that this was a kind of provocation. The roaring flame burned on Thorison’s body, making him look like a fresh flame, the entire throne The temperature of the hall is therefore rapidly increasing.

The Black Iron Dwarf King is not only a powerful warrior, he is also an outstanding Pyromancer. It is a special ability endowed by the Black Iron Dwarf after being enslaved by the Flame Demon King, with extreme flame affinity.

"Poisonous debris!"

The roaring burning flame rolled like a bursting bomb in Thorison’s roar, and rolled out in all directions. In the center of the sea of ​​flames, Thorison held the warhammer in his left hand, and his right hand separated, a mass of condensation When the ultimate lava fireball converged on his palm, he rushed towards Tyrion with aggression, and Myra stood on the side, watching the scene, not going to help.

"Wow"

The force of the weapon collision caused the imposing black iron emperor's imposing charge to be forcibly interrupted. The flames that suddenly gathered in the thunder of Sorrison, accompanied by the fireball in his right hand, hit the cheeks of Tyrion, those flames. Wrapped around his right arm, it looks like the arm of a giant flame. The flame at the center has turned white, which is the deadly temperature that can melt steel.

"puff"

But the moment the flame touched Tyrion’s cheek, it was like throwing a fireball into the water, and the sound extinguished. The black iron emperor’s eyes widened at this moment, and the moment the flame dissipated, he Seeing Tyrion's face, under the bare blue hoop crown, a thick layer of ice covered Tyrion's face, and the flames that extinguished the flame made a skeleton. s face.

At the next moment, the skull face turned into a cold mist and dissipated. The peaceful eyes of Tyrion landed on Emperor Thorison’s face again, and his left hand with a sword waved outwards. With the blessing of the power, Thorison was like a leaf falling in the wind, and was thrown fiercely to the ground behind him. He swirled in the air and hit the ground.

He still held the black iron warhammer in his hand, but at the moment when he recovered, the phantom-like dark wings appeared in his eyes. The figure of Terion standing in place had disappeared. When it appeared again, it was cold. The moon-shaped blade pierced his heart from the front, and the entire black iron emperor was picked up by the blade, picked up in the air, he could even feel the buzz of the blade, but he still gritted his teeth, using the most hated Staring at the opponent in front of him.

It seems to be cursing him with the last power.

The King of Dark Blade frowned, feeling the faint resistance from the Magic Blade Apocalypse. After a moment, he looked at Thorison with pity:

"Sorry, I wanted to give you a decent ending like a warrior, but Apocalypse obviously thinks you are still... lacking."

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