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Lenemoville, Aristophanes also got the news that the dwarves were fighting again.

"What are we going to do, Aristophanes? Do we need to send reinforcements to the Bronzebeard?"

"No, Alleria, just send a team to the north to monitor." The elf mage looked at the map, which marked Ironforge, Redridge Mountain, and Grim Batol. "This is still an internal matter of the dwarves, and we should not interfere. , and the Bronzebeard and the Wildhammer didn't ask us for help, I think they should be able to win, and the next thing to worry about is King Thaurissan, the king of the Dark Iron Dwarves, jumping over the wall in a hurry."

"Dog jump over the wall in a hurry?"

"Yes, order our guard posts in the north to be more vigilant, Alleria, I have a bad feeling."

Emperor Thaurissan, who returned to the Darkforge City, listened to the continuous bad news and stared blankly at the stone slabs on the ground. When he learned that Modgud died in battle in Grim Batol, he completely lost his mind.

"Your Majesty, Bronzebeard and Wildhammer have gathered together and are marching towards Shadowforge City!"

"I see, Gagan, go prepare the lowest summoning circle, I will destroy them myself!"

Soon the Witch King came to the lowest level of Darkforge City. The huge and empty room was filled with dark red magic circles. The temperature here was so high that even the extremely heat-resistant black iron dwarves could not bear it.

He stood in the center of the room, mobilized the magic power in his body, poured it into the magic circle little by little, the floor and walls slowly lit up, and scorching wind appeared in the room.

Thaurissan was about to recite the spell, when suddenly a violent consciousness flooded into his mind, and he yelled "No", and Thaurissan was restrained, and the magic power in his body poured into the magic circle like a floodgate. The red flames began to gather, and the temperature became higher and higher. Finally, a swirling sea of ​​flames appeared in front of him. The red sledgehammer rose slowly, and the entire Shadowforge City began to tremble. No, the entire Red Ridge Mountain They all began to tremble.

In the north, the Bronzebeard and Wildhammer coalition forces that were marching in a hurry stopped, and they also felt the wailing of the earth.

"Caderos, do you know what's going on?"

"Maybe Thaurissan has cast some evil spell again," Prince Wildhammer swung the hammer impatiently. "Whatever it is, he's dead, I told you!"

Before the words fell, the vibration on the ground became more and more intense, and the stretching red mountains in front of them shattered directly.

A huge flame giant stood up from the mountain, and its terrifying pressure soared into the sky: "Roar! Kneel before Ragnaros, the king of flames!"

The dwarves stared blankly at the giant roaring up to the sky, and then smashed the huge red hammer to the ground. The ground in front of him instantly cracked and burned, and red magma gushed out from the ground, and a black-red flaming mountain replaced the red ridge. A mountain range appeared in front of him, and countless high-temperature gravels with flames fell from the sky, igniting the jungles and trees on the north and south sides, billowing black smoke covered the sky, and magma slowly flowed down, like the end of the world.

But soon the magic circle that provided Ragnaros with power stopped working with Thaurissan's death. The King of Fire could only open two portals to the land of fire at his feet, and then Disappeared in place, and the army of fire elements inside the door, which had already been ready to go, immediately poured into the present world.

In the dark furnace city, countless black iron dwarves accompanied their king to die in this great change, and the remaining dwarves were also captured by fire giants such as fire monsters and lava giants gushing out of the portal, and were captured by them. Forcibly planted the curse of slavery and started a dark slave life.

"Our scouts are back, Caderos. They say that there is no way to go. There are flowing lava and hot rocks everywhere. The closer you get to the black mountain, the higher the temperature," Madoran Bronzebeard Reading the scouts' report, he said to Prince Wildhammer, "We must retreat!"

Caderos thumped the stone in front of him heavily, and looked angrily at the Black Rock Mountain in the distance: "Damn Thaurissan! How dare he do that!"

"Okay, according to the scouts, I'm afraid he himself was wiped out by the guy who called himself the Lord of Fire, so let's retreat!"

Following the orders of Madoran and Caderos, the coalition forces of the two races slowly turned around and returned to Ironforge and Grim Batol, but soon a bad news reached the ears of Prince Wildhammer.

"You said Grim Batol was cursed by Modgud?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, those shadow monsters keep pouring out of the shadows, and our clansmen cannot defend against them at all!"

Caderos reached out and patted his head: "I see, let's go back first, and wait until I have a look at the situation."

The Bronzebeard dwarves who returned to Ironforge soon got the news that Grim Batol was cursed, and Madoran immediately sent Muradin Bronzebeard and the guard who had mastered the Holy Light to rush to the city with his own letter. The capital of the Wildhammer dwarves, and Aristophanes also received a letter from Kurdran.

At this time, the elf mage was discussing the energy source of the spaceship with the dwarf engineers who had just joined. When Ragnaros came out, the whole of Le Numerville was on the verge of a big enemy, and all defense systems were fully activated. Aristophanes himself even It was Adelina who rode Adelina to inspect the sides of the Black Rock Mountain that was still shrouded in black smoke after the King of Flame disappeared. After finding that there was no movement, she returned to the territory and lowered the defense level, and then continued to devote herself to the research of the spaceship. bingo.

"So Grim Batol can't live anymore?"

"Yes, my lord," Kurdran's personal guard nodded, "there is now full of crazy ravings, and all kinds of grotesque, tentacle-covered purple monsters may jump out of the shadows at any time. As a last resort, Prince Caderos has already He ordered all members of our tribe to withdraw from the fortress, and he is thinking about what to do."

"I know, but I have something to do right now, so I can't get away for the time being. How about this, I'll send a team of Holy Light Rangers to go back with you to check the situation. When the space stabilizes, I'll fly over there."

"Thank you for your help, Lord Lord, Wildhammer will always remember this friendship!"

Soon Hawksbill and others left Le Numerville under the order of Aristophanes, sailed northward, and arrived in Grim Batol about a week later. Paladin of the Bronzebeard tribe.

"Ha, Hawksbill, long time no see."

"Kurdran, how is the situation now?" Hawksbill directly asked the dwarves who greeted him.

"It's very bad. The Bronze Beards also sent out their warriors who have mastered the Holy Light. Although those shadow beasts can be easily eliminated, there are still countless tentacle monsters in places where the Holy Light cannot shine."

"Is it that serious?"

"Yes, that's why I wrote to Aristophanes. After all, he is a master of magic. He should have a way to solve the spell curse that Modgud cast before he died," Kurdran said while leading the elf ranger Passed through the temporary camp of the dwarves, and then came to a huge tent and went straight in.

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