Tyrion crushed the communication crystal in his hand and said to the death lords following him:
"The Defias Brotherhood has begun to fight back. Van Cleef flexibly used the tactics he learned as a soldier, bypassed the Westfall, and started a turmoil in Elwynn Forest. This is good, the entire kingdom's sight
We are all drawn to this rebellion, and we will be given plenty of time to resolve the trouble at hand."
"I would rather run over all the way."
Luminas, who was riding on the skeleton horse, said dissatisfiedly:
"We fully have the strength, there is no need to be sneaky at all."
"What a genius idea."
Serent retorted: "Then tell me, how are you going to crush Velen and those Draenei? Don't forget, they are living in Redridge Mountain now, and the human defenders are not worth mentioning.
The draenei are the real trouble!"
"They don't dare to fight us!"
After being provoked, Luminas pointed at Serent's nose and said:
"There are still many draenei in Draenor, unless Velen doesn't want their lives anymore!"
"Coercion?"
The silent beast Grokush said disdainfully:
"This is not the way to win. We have an agreement with the Draenei, and I want to defeat them openly."
"Stop making noise!"
Tyrion waved his hands in disgust, causing the death lords behind him to stop arguing. He controlled the skeleton warhorse to step onto the familiar dark red land, looking at the desolate plain in front of him, and the spreading, spreading grass at the end of the plain.
Looking at the black tower of the mountain range, his ice-blue eyes were fixed on the tower, as if sizing up the next opponent.
"Blackstone Tower, compared to the weak Stormwind City, this is the problem I want to solve as soon as possible, and it can provide us with many, many excellent "materials", a skilled forger army, and a brave death knight.
regiment, as well as the air force I need most, a complete bone dragon regiment... This is a treasure trove, and I really want to get it."
Tyrion grabbed the reins of the horse and looked back at the old orc death knight:
"This is also the promise I made to you, Grokush... Your son, your family, your people, they have lived in a strange world for too long... They have been lost, it is time for them
"Go home".
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Hansel Heavy Fist, a Dark Iron dwarf who once had a relationship with Tyrion, was walking irritably in the Darkforge City in the Blackstone Abyss below the Blackstone Tower. The Dark Iron forging master looked at those "compatriots" with disgust.
", they hid in the shadow of the flames, discussing quietly about the greatness of the Fire Demon King.
This made Hansel feel depressed.
As a dwarf who pursues freedom, although his body also flows with the cursed blood of flames, he will never admit that a disgusting element summoned from another world will be the "god" that dominates the Dark Iron dwarves.
.
"That was a mistake that lasted for more than 200 years!"
Hansel spat at the compatriots who worshiped the flame and cursed fiercely:
"It will be corrected soon!"
Hansel Heavy Fist is a member of the Thorium Brotherhood. This organization appeared 200 years ago when the Dark Iron Dwarves were first enslaved by the Fire Lord. They have been committed to ridding the entire Dark Iron clan of the Fire Lord.
The influence of the King of Fire, but the cursed bloodline has made the cunning Black Irons unable to completely get rid of their worship of the Fire Demon King. Therefore, the Thorium Brotherhood has slowly been attacked again and again.
declined.
A few years ago, the desperate adventure of the orcs drove the phantom of the Fire Lord out of the world. This made the members of the Thorium Brotherhood ecstatic, but the happiness was always short-lived and lasted less than 10 years.
Three months later, under the leadership of Emperor Thaurissan, the Dark Iron dwarves who worshiped the Fire Lord once again summoned the Fire Lord back to the world.
Although it was just a phantom, the Black Iron dwarves were still unable to fight against it because of the blood flowing in their bodies, so the entire turbulent Black Iron society once again returned to the confinement of the Fire Demon King, but it was not without benefits.
information.
In those short three months of freedom, the Thorium Brotherhood absorbed many new members, and in the turbulent times, it finally extended its power to Shadowforge City again. At this time, Hansel was about to go to the secret meeting
place to chat with the new brothers.
The black iron bar is the meeting place.
Although this bar is in Shadowforge City, it is not controlled by the Dark Iron Dwarves. The owner behind it is very mysterious. It is said that he has reached some agreement with the Dark Iron Emperor. In short, many of the guests in this bar are Dark Iron Dwarves.
, but among the dwarves, there are also mixed forces hidden in the shadows, such as the Assassin's Alliance, the Warlocks, the Blackstone Orcs who have a tense relationship with the dwarves, some believers in the Voodoo Cult, and some fleeing refugees.
Well, just like the recent disaster in Gnomeregan, the number of gnomes in the bar has increased a lot.
In short, this is a very chaotic place that lacks order, but it has also become a place for many secret exchanges. When operating here, Hansel does not need to worry about his organization being destroyed by the Black Iron Emperor.
But today, Hansel was sitting on a chair and had already drank 4 glasses of strong wine, but still no one came to contact him. This made him feel something was wrong. Just when Hansel was about to leave, a man he had never seen before appeared.
The orc who passed by sat across from him.
"Hey, we're not friends! If you're not going to buy me a drink, please go away!"
Hansel cursed mercilessly, but the old orc with green eyes did not leave, or even ignored him. This contemptuous attitude angered Hansel. He picked up the warhammer at hand, stood up,
He wanted to teach this uninvited guy a lesson, but the old orc who raised the glass just glanced at him. A cold touch that he had never experienced before, like an invisible storm, made Hansel stand still.
In place.
"This is a ruthless guy who can't be messed with."
The dwarf gritted his teeth and took a step back. He planned to give in and leave. This was not because the dwarf was afraid of him, but mainly because Hansel had a special status. Once he caused trouble, it would have a very bad effect on the entire Thorium Brotherhood.
influence.
"We're not friends, that's right."
Grokush took a sip of wine as if he were drinking water. After the dragon's blood activated his body, the death energy in his body would not be exposed as long as he didn't want to, and Spark's skin and eyes made him look like
There is no difference between the living orcs, but the death knight's habits have not changed. He said to the dwarf in front of him in a hoarse and hollow voice:
"I'm just here on behalf of a friend of yours."
"I don't have friends like mice."
Hansel bared his teeth and turned around to leave. But at this moment, the old orc stretched out his hand and flicked something to him. The Dark Iron Dwarf turned around and grabbed the thing in his hand.
It was a rough stone that looked nothing special, but Hansel's eyes narrowed at this moment. He recognized this stone. He had missed these precious stones five years ago.
"He is waiting for you at the excavation site outside Shadowforge City. Don't keep him waiting, dwarf."
Grokush stood up, looked around, turned and walked towards the exit of the bar. He came to see his two sons. As for the conversation with the Dark Iron Dwarf, he was just passing by.
After Grokush left, Hansel wiped the sweat from his forehead with a heavy fist. He carefully turned over the stone in his hand and looked at it. After confirming that this thing was used by the Blood Demon to drive away the Balrog,
After taking the king's stone, a glimmer of light flashed in his dark, blood-like eyes. Like a greedy man embracing wealth, Hansel put the stone into his pocket, then left the noisy place with the warhammer.
bar.
20 minutes later, Hansel's figure sneaked up at the excavation site outside Shadowforge City. This is a large stone mining site. There are many dwarves who are dissatisfied with Thaurissan's rule, as well as those captured by the black iron slave traders.
Workers are exiled here to mine enough stone for the Black Iron Kingdom to build a more magnificent city.
This place used to be noisy, with fights and small-scale melees everywhere, but today, it was very quiet, so quiet that it was eerie. The dwarf carefully held the warhammer and walked in the excavation site.
Residual blood stains can be seen everywhere, but the problem is here, together with those cruel overseers, they have all disappeared...
"You're late, friend."
A cold voice sounded behind Hansel, making the dwarf's hair stand on end. He turned around with his war hammer in hand, and saw a high elf wearing a dark red robe, looking at him with his blood-red eyes.
he.
"Who are you? I don't know you!"
Hansel shouted, and the Blood Lord shrugged, ignoring the dwarf's hostility. He whispered with a hint of arrogance:
"You don't need to know me, and I have no interest in knowing you. Come with me now, His Majesty is waiting for you."
"His Majesty?"
Hansel looked at the high elf walking away suspiciously, and he touched his red beard:
"When did I have a king as a friend?"
He followed quickly with short legs. On the edge of the quarry, a temporary necromancy circle was in operation. Those lifeless bodies were covered with the light of necromancy magic, and the dark and cold energy was in these corpses.
The purple light and dancing halo wrapped around it made Hansel feel as if he had entered a cult scene.
But soon, he saw a familiar figure. Tyrion was facing away from him, standing on a high platform, looking at the scene of the transformation of the undead below. Behind him, many silent tall knights were
Carefully transport some strange jars, with suspicious green viscous liquid floating inside.
"Hansel. Heavy punch, five years ago, I told you that the next time we meet, I will give you what you need most. Now I am here to fulfill my promise."
Tyrion turned around and looked at the black iron dwarf behind him with ice-blue eyes. Compared with the dwarf death knight who had been forward for five years, Tyrion did not have the thick and suffocating armor wrapped around him now.
It was cold, but where he stood, the thick shadow followed him like a shadow. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by darkness, like a sword hidden in the darkness. Although it did not reveal its edge, it made people feel it.
More fear.
Hansel didn't know what expression to use in response to this heavy "goodwill", but the good news is that Tyrion didn't need him to answer. The Dark Blade King shook his hand and left the two stones with the curse code.
Myra used magic to levitate it in front of Hansel's eyes. Seeing the longed treasure right in front of him, Hansel's throat twitched. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the two rough stones in his hands.
His breathing became heavy. He had seen with his own eyes how harmful the curse code was to the Fire Demon King. The dwarf gritted his teeth and said:
"What do I have to give?"
"clever!"
Tyrion praised him, and the next moment, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of the Blood Lord's mouth. As the blood-draining energy was aroused, Hansel felt that the blood in his body was boiling, rioting in his blood vessels, and he opened his mouth.
Opening his mouth, a mouthful of hot blood spurted out. Under the control of the Blood Lord, the blood gathered into a sharp sword in the air, and pierced Hansel's heart in a flash of light.
The dwarf even let out a cry of pain. His body collapsed on the ground, and the blood all over his body spurted out from the wounds crazily. Tyrion's calm eyes looked at his angry eyes, the King of Dark Blades.
Whisper:
"Of all the treasures you have collected, I only need one thing...your life, as the guarantee for the alliance between the Dark Blade Knight and the Thorium Brotherhood. Sacrifice, sacrifice is the basis of cooperation, and for what I will do next
For this matter, the Thorium Brotherhood can be of great help."
"I will give you the freedom you desire, and in return you shall serve me."
After Hansel took his last breath with difficulty, Myra stepped forward and began to personally preside over Hansel's transformation. Behind him, Tyrion looked at the entrance to Shadowforge City in the distance, and he whispered:
"How do we breach a closed underground city?"
"It's like killing the annoying bugs in the cage. All we need is some extremely volatile and lethal liquid... Well, I hope these things Khadgar made can meet our expansion needs."
