"It's crazy, everyone is crazy, everything is messed up."
The red-clothed fire-bearers in fiery red robes knelt in front of the Black Iron Emperor Thaurissan. His whole body was trembling. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger. These red-clothed fire-wielders were the most trusted by Emperor Thaurissan.
Servants, they are ordered to guard the throne room. When necessary, 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 panicked. The Thorium Brotherhood also blatantly set up an evacuation point at the Black Iron Bar. Your 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 previous battle with the orcs. It was like a dagger in the dark piercing the back of the heart. Before they could
By the time they reacted, two-thirds of Shadowforge City's defenses had been completely destroyed.
The invisible opponent uses death and fear as weapons and brings the entire underground city into its shadow. How can this keep them from panicking?
The loyal fire bearers gave a set of civilian clothes to the emperor sitting in the flame shadow throne, but the next moment, the black iron emperor with the ruby crown snatched the clothes and threw them away.
On the ground.
"You want me to escape my city?"
Thaurissan stood up from the throne. The black iron emperor in gorgeous robes looked like a furious lion:
"You want me to abandon the throne and run away? In your eyes, is your emperor such a coward? Answer me!"
The emperor's roar left the Black Iron nobles unable to answer, but the character inherited by the Thaurissan family was like this. The harder and more desperate the situation, the more it aroused their fighting spirit. More than 200 years ago, the Bronzebeards faced the pressure of the army.
Allied with the Wildhammer, the previous generation of Dark Iron ruler Prince Thaurissan would rather summon alien monsters to destroy everything than surrender to the enemy.
And now, the young Emperor Thaurissan is faced with the same choice as his father, but this time the choice is more painful. It has only been a few hours since the war started, and the Dark Iron Dwarves have suffered the humiliation of defeat. The most important thing is that even if
Even now, no one knows who their opponent is.
It's like fighting a ghost!
"Let the pyromancers set up a defense line in the Hall of Knowledge! Let Agamanchi activate all the golems that can still be used!"
Thaurissan stood in front of the throne, his flame-like eyes shining with a desperate light: "Darkforge City belongs to the Dark Iron Clan, and no one wants to take it away! There is a powerful magic barrier in the Hall of the Seven Sages, and the Plague
Can't get through there, listen up, cowards!"
The emperor's voice vibrated 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 defeat Kurogane! Now... do what you should do! I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here
Wait for them! Wait for the intruders."
Thaurissan's speech has confirmed that the emperor's will can no longer be changed. Although Thaurissan's rule of Shadowforge City is full of oppression and violence, and the Dark Iron dwarves also criticize this cruel emperor, but in
At critical moments, you have to admit that having such a tough ruler can indeed make people feel more at ease.
Amidst the emperor's roar, all the nobles and black iron knights hurriedly left the throne room. They wanted to gather everyone who could still move to build the last line of defense for His Majesty the Emperor.
After everyone left, Emperor Thaurissan sat back on the throne. On the stone pillars on both sides of the throne, the beating eternal fire reflected his black face in the shadows. The emperor looked at his most trusted person.
Servant, he said in a deep voice:
"Go to Ambassador Freras and tell that arrogant fire demon that Black Iron needs the power of the Fire Demon King! Immediately...immediately!"
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
The fire-bearer in red hurriedly followed the order and left. When Emperor Dagran Thaurissan was the only one left in the throne room, a trace of hesitation flashed across the face of the resolute Black Iron Emperor. Finally, he turned around
He quietly opened a secret room behind the throne and walked into it.
"Daglan, is that you?"
A soft voice sounded in the darkness, and as the Black Iron Emperor turned on the light in the secret room, in front of his eyes, a female dwarf wearing a yellow dress, with long blond hair, and a beautiful face appeared, and from her yellow skin
It turns out that this is a Bronzebeard Dwarf, the real enemy of the Dark Iron Dwarf.
"My Moira, it's me."
Emperor Thaurissan, who has always appeared in a cruel and iron-blooded image, looked very gentle when facing this female dwarf. There was also a touch of undisguised love in his eyes that beat like flames. He walked towards
That weak female dwarf, he stroked her hair and whispered:
"The situation is very bad. I can't risk keeping you here any longer. I will ask you to be sent out of Shadowforge City and back to your father..."
When the female dwarf heard this farewell sound, she immediately held Thaurissan's hand nervously and asked in a low voice:
"Won't you come with me? Daglan."
"I can't leave, Moira, this is my city, this is my kingdom. When the enemy provokes, it is impossible for a man of the Thaurissan family to leave everything and run away, but die at the hands of the enemy and die.
Don’t let me feel fear. What really makes me feel fear is the separation from you.”
The Dark Iron Dwarf Emperor hugged his lover and said softly:
"The blood barrier prevents you from becoming my queen, damn it! As long as you give me two more years, I can get rid of those stubborn nobles and bring you the queen's crown... Damn it, maybe I can't complete my dream.
Your promise, but Moira, in my heart, you will always be the queen of the Dark Iron dwarves. If I unfortunately die in battle... our son will be the next emperor of the Dark Iron!"
Moira Bronzebeard is not an ordinary female dwarf. She is the rebellious daughter of the Ironforge Bronzebeard dwarf king Magni Bronzebeard. She longed for freedom, so she ran away from home alone, and she and the Dark Iron Emperor
The process of Daglan Thaurissan meeting and falling in love is another story.
In short, Moira has experienced the battlefield, and she is very clear about the fighting will of the dwarf royal family. She has seen this kind of will to fight to the death in her father and uncle, and now, it is her dwarf's turn to step onto the battlefield.
Already.
She felt Daglan's anger and unyieldingness from his tone, so she wiped away her tears, put Daglan's hand on her abdomen, and said softly:
"I am the daughter of Bronzebeard. The blood of the Bronzebeard family flows in my body, and our son will have the noblest blood of Bronzebeard and Black Iron mixed together. He will not only be the emperor of Black Iron, but also my father."
Gran, he will become the emperor of all dwarves! I swear... go and 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 the cloak was tied tightly, Moira's figure slowly disappeared in front of his eyes. He watched as the most loyal
Under the escort of the Black Iron Royal Knights, his wife left the secret room. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, then turned around and grasped the ancestral weapon of the Dark Iron Dwarf Emperor.
That heavy, one-handed war hammer with the most perfect shape and engraved with countless runes... the opponent.
Thaurissan walked out of the secret room. He was sitting on the throne just like his father, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive. But more than ten minutes later, there was a huge noise accompanied by a horrified scream.
The loud noise of the cry and the collapse of the golem sounded outside the throne room, and the heavy door slowly opened under the influence of unknown force.
The Dark Blade King holding the magic sword Apocalypse strolled into the throne room, leaving footprints one after another frozen on the frosty ground behind him. The Blood Lord followed behind him, absorbing the blood of dozens of people and turning it into 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 Thaurissan, and Myra raised her hand and threw a snake-like head at the emperor's feet. It was the loyal servant of the Fire Demon King and the Fire Demon King.
The master sent to Shadowforge City.
A weird fire monster, a soft-bodied creature like a naga, but these fire monsters live in magma.
"You have no backup, Daglan Thaurissan."
Tyrion held the Demonic Blade of Apocalypse wrapped with dark red lightning in his hand. This Demonic Blade, which had transformed twice, sensed the battle that was about to begin. However, the Demonic Blade, which had been fed a very cunning magic blade, did not because of
It is about to devour the soul and be happy. Perhaps in its view, the soul of the powerful Black Iron Emperor in front of it is no longer enough for it to feel the expectation.
"Your city belongs to me."
The Dark Blade King said: "I'm sorry that I didn't show up when the war started, but now that I'm here, I'm standing on your land. Don't you want to say something to me?"
"I've never met you!"
Emperor Thaurissan stood up from the throne. The young dark iron dwarf clenched the warhammer in his hand. A substantial flame danced on the surface of the cold warhammer. He stared at Tyrion and said in a deep voice:
"The Dark Iron Dwarves have never had any enmity with you! Why are you attacking us?"
This question made Tyrion silent for a moment. Finally, the Darkblade King raised his head, looked at Thaurissan, and answered:
"I also want to find a high-sounding reason for this war, such as hatred, conquest, or... simple massacre, but I realize that this may not be the answer you want, so just say it.
I have never been hostile to the Dark Iron Dwarves, and 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 up, and the moon-curved blade pointed at Emperor Thaurissan in front of him. A cold voice passed over the cold blade, like a piece of silent music playing.
"You will eventually be eliminated, but sooner or later. Unfortunately, the Dark Iron Dwarves are the first. Don't think that I am a madman, Dark Iron Emperor. I am just fulfilling the responsibilities that must be shouldered by someone. If you want
Fight to resist, then let's end it quickly, I actually don't like fighting."
Tyrion's eyes narrowed and he said softly:
"Because I don't take pleasure in cruelty."
"madman!"
When Emperor Thaurissan heard this illogical answer, he thought it was a provocation. The roaring flames burned on Thaurissan's body, making him look like a living flame. The entire throne
The temperature in the hall is rising rapidly as a result.
The king of the Dark Iron Dwarves is not only a powerful warrior, he is also an outstanding pyromancer. This is the special ability that the Dark Iron Dwarves were given after being enslaved by the Fire Demon King, an extreme affinity for fire.
"Poisoned bastard!"
The roaring flames were like exploding bombs amidst Thaurissan's roar, rolling out in all directions. In the center of the sea of flames, Thaurissan held the warhammer in his left hand, and separated his right hand into a concentrated mass.
The extreme lava fireball gathered in his palm, and he rushed towards Tyrion with great force, while Myra stood aside, watching this scene, with no intention of stepping forward to help.
"哐"
The force of the collision of weapons caused the Black Iron Emperor's unparalleled charge to be forcibly interrupted. The suddenly gathered flames, accompanied by Thaurissan's roar and the fireball from his right hand, hit Tyrion's cheek fiercely. Those flames
Wrapped around his right arm, it looked like a giant arm made of flames. The flame in the center had turned white, and it was a fatal temperature that could melt steel.
"puff"
But when the flame touched Tyrion's cheek, it made a sound like a fireball being thrown into the water. The Black Iron Emperor's eyes widened at this moment. When the flame dissipated, he
I saw Tyrion's face. Under the bare blue iron ring crown on his head, a thick layer of ice covered Tyrion's face. The ice that extinguished the flames faintly formed a skeleton.
face.
And in the next moment, the skull face turned into a cold mist and dissipated. Tyrion's calm eyes once again fell on Emperor Thaurissan's face. His sword-holding left hand waved outwards, in front of the dragon.
With the blessing of the power, Thaurissan was thrown to the ground behind like a fallen leaf in the wind. He spun in the air and fell to the ground.
He still held the black iron warhammer tightly in his hand, but the moment he came back to his senses, phantom-like black wings appeared in his eyes. Tyrion's figure standing there had disappeared. When he reappeared, the cold figure appeared in his eyes.
The moon-shaped blade pierced his heart from the front. The Black Iron Emperor was lifted up by the blade and lifted into the air. He could even feel the buzzing of the blade, but he still gritted his teeth and used the most hated words.
He stared at the opponent in front of him.
It seemed like he was using his last strength to curse him.
The Dark Blade King frowned, feeling the faint resistance from Demon Blade Apocalypse. After a moment, he looked at Thaurissan with some pity:
"Sorry, I wanted to give you a decent ending like a warrior, but Apocalypse obviously thinks you are still... lacking."
