"Who allows you to run wild in the Black Fortress? The city defense artillery adjusts its elevation angle and prepares to fire a salvo!"
"Kuangzhi! Kuangzhi!"
"I am Kazalan Sindrazan, the supervisor of the Tower of Zal! Marshal Zaatan's order is here, how dare a group of thieves and soldiers run wild!"
Facing the black muzzle and the swaying demon soul behind it, the Chaos Dwarf Rider didn't do anything, but the monster under him became timid. Lamasu is a variant of the Flame Demon Bull, obtained by weakening the body.
With higher intelligence and certain spellcasting ability.
In order to complement each other's advantages, the Chaos Dwarves traditionally like the Demon Blacksmith with the ability to cast spells, while the powerful warriors will tame Lamasu to increase their spell support.
"Hmph! If Black-Hearted Zatan comes here, I will give him three points. You, a lowly and unknown rat, just get out of here!"
Drazhoth-Ashes appeared on the terrace after hearing the sound. Although he was young and had not yet obtained a seat in the secret society, he was naturally not easy to deal with after becoming the leader of the Azog Legion in a fierce struggle.
"Ding!"
Seeing that the inspector on Lamasu's back was still holding his own, he stamped the scepter on the city with a complicated carving in his hand, and a fire cloud containing powerful energy condensed in mid-air.
This iron scepter is a symbol of status and nobility. It is engraved with the rune names of all the previous owners of the Black Fortress and their vicious prayers to Hashut. It is considered the most ruthless thing in the entire Dark Land.
Already.
"Four Peaks Mountain? Assist Mouse? Counterattack? How is that possible! Si, this demigod! It must have been me who took action, right! Is Ernaz crazy about losing? You only have a few cannons and many guns?"
Outside the office, Ashes cursed at the warrior behind him who was so strong that his muscles almost spilled out of his armor, and his face was welded in front of an evil iron mask. This man and the "death army" I command have disappeared in the old world.
Because of his fame, Ashes was able to take over the White Fortress just by winning my support.
"Poor mountains and harsh waters bring out unruly people..."
The sandstorms that cover the sky and the sun at every turn, the bloodthirsty beasts eroded by Chaos, and the oppressed green-skinned peons who may rebel at any time all threaten the lives of the Chaos dwarves in the stronghold.
"Ha! Since he thinks that place is worse than Zal-Nagrond, he is obviously full of wings and can take on this small task. By the way, the mother of all false gods has appeared in the Four Peaks Mountain. Take her up
For major and small projects, even if it’s fully charged, you still need less than half of it!”
"Haha, it's not like a fierce bull has entered the pen and you can be free again!"
"Ernaz is just trying to show off your strength with Iron Hands! That's right. The rebellious thief nicknamed Ironhide has crushed so many rocks. It's your turn to count them."
"oh?"
Zal-Nagrond is the only small city in the entire country, where all resources are concentrated. There are only large mines, factories and outposts in other places, and the elites born in it all hope to move to the capital -
"Above the secret society, below ten thousand people!"
There was a frightening roar from the fire cloud above, and he saw the rightful owner again. The supervisor cursed and fell under the balcony.
"That, that..."
"One less move."
It is undoubtedly an arduous project to build a giant drilling rig and give it divinity that can break through the barriers of the divine domain. Even if it succeeds in the end, I will get a few drops of divine blood. Isn’t it my share?
Ernaz has no reason to raise weapons again, but my subordinates are even sure whether they should hope to fail or not. Definitely surrendering now, Drazgor has no reason to doubt that his "low-level commissioner" will be far away.
He will become a low-level thug in the future.
"Can't we say it anymore?"
What's more, the dilemma facing Ernaz is a secret outside the lower levels of the Chaos Dwarves - I personally led the troops to conquer the Iron Hands before my troops were frustrated, but not only was I able to achieve the strategic goal, I even got the upper hand.
The White Fortress, located at the southernmost point of the Plains of Bones, is a place of exile. Those who live there have either made small mistakes or lost power in the political struggle of Zal-Nagrond. We always look forward to returning to the Chaos Dwarf clan.
center.
"Drazgor obeys the order! Marshal Zhairen Xiaodu, thinking that he is the pillar of your clan, has tolerated letting him waste his years on the border, and now calls him back to the Holy City. He has been appointed to the position of 'lower commissioner' and presided over
Major and minor projects, the warrant is here! Let’s start today!”
The critically ill petrified man miraculously recovered, and the brave ogre mercenaries suddenly joined his army. Outside the ice and snow were food, grass and weapons that came from unknown sources. None of the little people who had told the Tower of Zal came from the land of white darkness.
His little hands are controlling everything.
"In this case, there is no order yet. The rats in Four Peaks Mountain were driven away by the believers of the false gods on this side of the mountain. The secret society reached an agreement with the ones from Humpback Mountain. He will lead his own people and the cattle will assist them in their counterattack."
The change in the supervisor's expression flashed across his beard and swarthy face. The young demon blacksmith behind his eyes could so decisively agree to a low position, which made me look down at him, but Ernaz, who overturned the iron hand, would only go out.
Straight punch.
"The marshal's warrant is here!"
Before the supervisor finished speaking, there were a lot of discussions outside the small hall. Drazgor's face was full of mixed feelings. Feeling the meaningful glances from the surrounding men, I knew that I needed to make a decision immediately.
Before the dull horn sounded, the heads of the White Fortress gathered outside a hall filled with the smell of demons and engine oil. We stared at the supervisor and the two things in my hands, not hiding the mixture of hatred and desire in our eyes.
out of simple emotions.
"Haha! You represent the secret society, and he should gather the generals to receive the order!"
"Low-level commissioner? This is the eighth level of the industrial zone!"
"You agree. You have enjoyed your stay in the White Fortress, Zal Nagrond, huh, you will go there sooner or later, but now!"
The Lord of Ashes extracted a few keywords, and the Chaos Dwarves knew very little about the territory. But the Four Peaks Mountain is close enough, and the dwarves' tragic stories are wonderful jokes for us. I'm vague about what that means.
What are you wearing?
Hasut has the ability to improve the fertility of the Chaos Dwarves, and our population base is smaller than that of the Dwarves. Coupled with the ecological environment of the White Dark Land, we have derived a unique development method.
Seeing Draz Linyan's face livid, and returning to the unruly look he had when they first met, the supervisor patted his butt and stood up with satisfaction but forgot to say a harsh word.
"Don't think about doing it perfunctorily, the secret will follow up and withdraw from the exhibition in real time."
Seeing clearly the bull's head emblem held up by the visitor's other hand, Drazgor murmured in a low voice. Who knew that Baixin-Zatan was the spokesperson of Ernaz, but the new leader of the secret society insisted on playing a role?
Make a play that you stamp yourself.
"I know, put it on the ground and roll around!"
This is why the position of "supervisor", which is similar to the patrol censor, appeared. There are only middle-level military leaders in the stronghold responsible for daily operations. The supervisory lord hunts on behalf of the members of the secret society, and is dispatched from the Tower of Zal when encountering ordinary situations.