"It doesn't matter what happened in the past. As long as we keep moving forward on the right path, Karak-Bafeng Mountain will eventually return to the embrace of the mountains." Snorri didn't know what to say for a while. After all, it was hard to calculate that Bafeng Mountain had fallen.
King Loen has to take leadership responsibility.
"Are there any wounded? Gather together, I will hold a sacrifice and ask the ancestral goddess to send her grace." Snorri didn't waste any more words. After obtaining the hero's pendant from Settra, he restored the artifact of Gazul's mercy token.
The Dwarf Death's Token allows Snorri to summon a heroic spirit from the Hall of the Ancestors to serve him, but the King of the Southland has never used this one-time item.
Half of the strength of a strong dwarf lies in his equipment. Even if he summons Gotrek Starbreaker, unless he takes off Thorgrim's High King suit and gives it to him, he may not be the same as the other dwarf kings in his spiritual state.
the difference.
"I would like to say hello to you on behalf of my father, King Kazador, the respected ancestors." Before Snorri could ask any more questions, a dwarf in a slightly strangely dressed age walked up.
"I forgot to introduce you. This is Prince Kazric of Iron Peak Castle! He heard about your coming and came all the way through the Southern Badlands. He just arrived the day before yesterday." Belega patted his forehead.
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"Nice to meet you. Your bravery and skills are also widely spread in the old world." Snorri said politely.
"Master Iron Eyebrow returned to Karak-Azul a few days ago. We have sharpened our battle axes and prepared enough military rations. We are waiting for news from you."
Although the prince was only a little older than his brother Gnom, he still seemed to have a very irritable temper. He expressed his intention to come straight to the point. Snorri suspected that this might be because Iron Peak Castle had been left alone in the bad place for too long.
"That's why I'm here. There is an urgent need for development in the Southland. I also have other important matters. The progress here is not very satisfactory. I hope you and His Majesty Cazador can understand."
"How is the situation at Cladro Gate?" The reliability of this important transfer station is the key to whether the plan to connect to Iron Peak Castle can succeed.
"Those green mushrooms with their heads full of grass gradually gave up attacking after being repelled countless times by us, and turned to surveillance and harassment. However, the iron-smashing warriors reported traces of rats underground." Speaking of the last sentence,
Belle lowered his voice.
"How do you say that?" Snorri frowned. According to his analysis and the intelligence he collected, the Skaven that troubled Red Cloud Mountain should be from the Cripple Peak in the northeast. They have been around for thousands of years.
The clans that used to compete with the Lord of the Undead for the dimensional stone veins.
As the warpstone in Lame Peak is gradually exhausted, this group of ratmen is also getting weaker and weaker. They should not and have no reason to appear at Cladromen, so it can be inferred that the ones here are not the same group as those in Red Cloud Mountain.
"Traces? Be specific, this matter is too important!" Snorri didn't want to say anything. He walked into the gate of the fortress as if nothing happened, preparing to conduct a ceremony to treat the injured and purify the erosion. Now he has a steady stream of revival points.
, this consumption is nothing to mention.
While Snorri looked solemn and recited prayers, things were not peaceful to the north of Cladro Gate. There was a "mountain rush" between the mountains, which is a plain between mountains, surrounded by eight towering peaks.
He looked at her like a loyal guard.
Each of these eight peaks has its own name. Zilifen Peak, Yar Peak, Monar Peak and Silverhorn Peak guard the eastern mountains, while Rooney Peak, Ryan Peak, Nair Peak and Pale Lady guard the mountain rush.
Western entrance.
In Shanchong, a large lake looks like a silver mirror in the sun, and beside it, sits a grand fortress. Because of this large lake called "hs", the fortress also gained the title of "Queen of the Silver Abyss"
This nickname.
The fortress on the surface is already spectacular, but like an iceberg, there are ten times more underground. Karak-Eight Peaks is a product of the peak of dwarven power, symbolizing the glory of that golden age.
But now, this beautiful place no longer belongs to the dwarves. If you look closely, you will see that the huge statue in front of the gate is dilapidated, and the once smooth and smooth walls are covered with filthy and profane hangings and graffiti.
A large number of green figures came in and out, and their equipment was generally decorated with a strangely smiling yellow crescent moon. These were the greenskins belonging to the Xie Yue clan. They had occupied the Eight Peaks Mountain, and their influence covered half of the Badlands.
And in the intricate network of underground veins, countless Skaven are shuttled back and forth. Those who know enough about this dirty ethnic group will find that there are surprisingly many strong black-haired rats among them.
There is such a hall in the deepest part of the underground. It is difficult to identify what purpose it was used for, but what is certain is that this place is very hidden, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Without special indicators, you will definitely not be able to find it.
"You, here you come, Quick, my sharpest claws."
", Mr. Gnoldor."
The leader of the Moss clan is very old, so old that the black fur he is proud of has begun to fade. But every time he sees the giant rat in front of him, he can always squeeze out a smile on his old face.
Come.
Quick, it is one head taller than the most elite Storm Rats, and its stout body contains terrible violence. This god of war among rats was selected from the dirty breeding pits by Gnoldor and trained with his own hands.
Big, it can be said that I have absolute loyalty to it.
"Why did you call me back? I just added a new, new collection to my collection."
Quik leaned down, and the trophy rack on its back was exposed. There were two heads hanging on it, one that was somewhat dried was an orc, and the other that was relatively fresh was from Skaven himself.
What's more terrifying than having two heads hanging on his back is that these two heads are still alive! With the help of evil rituals, Quick sealed the souls of these two worthy trophies in the heads.
"Spy, I found that group, that group of bearded things!" Gnoldor played with a map in his paw. "I want you to, let, let them!"
"! Belegar, his, his head will be my best, best collection. Ouch! I, I will leave a good place for him!" Quake received the order and opened his mouth with a weird smile.
When it got up, it felt the desire to hunt begin to burn in its body.
"This, this is for you! Put it on! Come back safely! Come back safely!" Gnoldor stretched out his claws, and two big rats came out of the darkness carrying a battle armor.
Quick's two scarlet rat eyes couldn't move away as soon as they saw the armor. The main body of the armor was scarlet, with many green dimensional stone fragments regularly inlaid on it, exuding an aura that made the rat's heart tremble.