Chapter 323 15. The Emperor's War

"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 shaking. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or anger. These red-clothed fire-bearers were the most trusted by Emperor Thaurissan. They were ordered to guard the throne room, and when necessary, they would 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 brazenly set up an evacuation point in the Black Iron Bar. Your Majesty, this is a long-planned rebellion. The entire city The internal order has collapsed, and you must leave!"

The black iron nobles gathered in the throne room. They were a little anxious, which is normal. This time the attack was not as clear as the previous battle with the orcs. It was like a dagger pierced into the back of the heart in the dark. By the time he realized it, two-thirds of the Darkforge City's defense had been completely destroyed.

The invisible opponent used death and fear as weapons to bring the entire underground city into his shadow. How could this keep them from panicking?

The loyal fire bearers presented a set of civilian clothes to the emperor sitting on the throne of flame shadow, but the next moment, the black iron emperor with the ruby ​​crown snatched the clothes and threw them on the on the ground.

"You let me escape from my own city?"

Thaurissan stood up from the throne, the black iron emperor in gorgeous robes like a raging lion:

"You asked me to abandon the throne and run away? In your eyes, is your emperor such a coward? Answer me!"

The emperor’s roar made the black iron nobles unable to answer, but the character inherited by the Thaurissan family is like this. The more difficult and desperate they are, the more they can arouse their fighting spirit. More than 200 years ago, Bronzebeard faced the overwhelming army Allied with the Wildhammer, the old Prince Thaurissan, the ruler of the previous generation of black iron, would rather summon monsters from other worlds to destroy everything than bow down to the enemy.

And now, the young Emperor Thaurissan is also facing 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 Black Iron Dwarf has suffered the shame of failure. Even now, no one knows who their opponents are.

It's like fighting a ghost!

"Let the Pyromancers set up defenses in the Hall of Knowledge! Let Agmanche activate all the golems that can still be used!"

Thaurissan stood in front of the throne, his flame-like eyes shone with a desperate light: "The 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 resounded 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 Dark Iron! Now...do what you have to do! I'm not going anywhere, I'm here Wait for them! Wait for the invaders."

Thaurissan's speech has confirmed that the emperor's will can no longer be changed. Although Thaurissan's rule over Shadowforge City is full of oppression and violence, and the Dark Iron Dwarves also complained about this brutal emperor, but in At critical moments, you have to admit that having such a tough ruler can really give people a lot of peace of mind.

Amid the roar of the emperor, all the nobles and black iron knights hurriedly left the throne room, and 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 dancing flames reflected his black face in the shadows. The emperor looked at his most trusted Servant, he said in a deep voice:

"Go to Ambassador Flairas and tell that arrogant fire demon that Black Iron needs the power of the Fire Lord! Immediately...immediately!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The fire-bearer in red hastily led away. After Emperor Dagran Thaurissan was left alone in the throne room, a trace of hesitation flashed across the face of the resolute black iron emperor. Finally, he turned around. body, quietly opened a secret room behind the throne, and walked into it.

"Dagrand, is that you?"

A soft voice resounded in the darkness, and as the Black Iron Emperor turned on the light in the secret room, a beautiful female dwarf in a long yellow dress and long golden hair appeared in front of his eyes, and her yellow skin Looking at it, this is a copper beard dwarf, the real enemy of the black iron dwarves.

"My Moira, it's me."

Emperor Thaurissan, who had 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 those eyes that danced like flames. He walked towards The weak dwarf, he stroked her hair, and whispered:

"The situation is very bad. I can't take the risk of keeping you here. I will let you send you out of Darkforge City and go back to your father..."

When the female dwarf heard the voice of farewell, she immediately held Thaurissan's hand nervously, and she asked in a low voice:

"Won't you come with me, Dagrand."

"I can't go, Moira, this is my city, this is my kingdom, when the enemy provokes, it is impossible for the men of the Thaurissan family to leave everything behind, but dying at the hands of the enemy is not 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 barrier of blood prevents you from becoming my queen, damn it! Just give me 2 more years, and I can settle those stubborn nobles and bring you the queen's crown...Damn it, maybe I can't finish my mission 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 either, she is the rebellious daughter of Ironforge Bronzebeard Dwarf King Magni Bronzebeard, she longed for freedom, so she ran away from home alone, and she and the Dark Iron Emperor How Dagran Thaurissan met and fell in love is another story.

In short, Moira has experienced the battlefield, and she is well aware of the will to fight of the dwarf royal family. She has seen this will to fight to the death in her father and uncle, and now, it is her dwarf's turn to step on the battlefield up.

She felt his anger and unyieldingness from Daglan's tone, so she wiped away her tears, put Daglan's hand on her belly, and said softly:

"I am the daughter of the Bronzebeard, and the blood of the Bronzebeard family flows in my body, and our son will have a mixture of the most noble blood of the Bronzebeard and the Black Iron. He will not only be the Emperor of the Black Iron, but my Da Gran, he shall be Emperor of all dwarves! I swear...go to battle, my husband, and I will bless you from afar."

"I know, I can hear."

The Black Iron Emperor gritted his teeth, and put a strange cloak on Moira with his own hands. After the cloak was fastened, Moira's figure slowly disappeared in front of his eyes. Guarded by the Black Iron Royal Knights, his wife left the secret room. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, then turned around and grasped the ancestral weapon of the Black Iron Dwarf Emperor.

That heavy, most perfectly shaped, one-handed hammer engraved with countless runes... Opponents.

Thaurissan walked out of the secret room. Like his father, he sat on the throne, silently waiting for the enemy to arrive. After ten minutes, there was a loud noise accompanied by horrified screams. The loud bang of screams and the collapse of the golem sounded outside the throne room, and the heavy door was slowly opened under the action of an unknown force.

The Dark Blade King, holding the magic sword Apocalypse, strolled into the throne room, leaving footprints frozen on the frosty ground one after another behind him, and the blood lord followed him, absorbing the blood of dozens of people and turning it into blood The blood 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 Lord of Fire A master sent to Shadowforge.

A weird fire demon, a soft-bodied creature like Naga, but these fire demons live in magma.

"You have no backup, Dagran Thaurissan."

Tyrion held the Apocalypse Magic Blade entwined with dark red fine lightning bolts in his hand. This magic blade, which had transformed twice, felt the battle that was about to begin, but the very tricky magic blade that had been fed was 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 expected.

"Your city is mine."

The Dark Blade King said: "I'm sorry I didn't show up when the war started, but now I'm here, standing on your land, don't you want to say something to me?"

"I've never seen you!"

Emperor Thaurissan stood up from the throne. The young black iron dwarf clenched the warhammer in his hand. A substantial flame danced on the cold surface of the warhammer. He stared at Tyrion and said in a deep voice:

"The Dark Iron Dwarves have never had any enmity with you! Why attack us?"

The question kept Tyrion silent for a moment, and finally the Darkblade Lord looked up at Thaurissan, and he replied:

"I also want to find a high-sounding reason for this war, such as hatred, such as conquest, such as... simple massacre, but I realize that this may not be the answer you want, so let's just say it, I have never been hostile to the Dark Iron Dwarves, I have never been hostile to any race in this world, in my opinion, you are all the same."

"bass"

The magic sword was raised, and the moon-like curved blade pointed at the Emperor Thaurissan in front of him. A cold sound passed over the cold blade, as if playing a silent music.

"You will be cleared eventually, but sooner or later, unfortunately, the Dark Iron Dwarves come first, don't think I'm a lunatic, Dark Iron Emperor, I'm just fulfilling the responsibility that must be taken by someone, if you want Fight against it, let's end it quickly, I don't like fighting."

Tyrion narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"Because I take no pleasure in cruelty."

"madman!"

When Emperor Thaurissan heard this illogical answer, he felt it was a kind of provocation. The howling flames burned on Thaurissan's body, making him look like a mass of living flames. As a result, the temperature in the hall is rising rapidly.

The king of the Black Iron Dwarves is not only a powerful warrior, he is also an outstanding pyromancer, which is the special ability given to the Black Iron Dwarves after being enslaved by the Fire Demon King, and the extreme fire affinity.

"Poisoned offal!"

The howling and burning flames were like bursting bombs amidst Thaurissan's roar, rolling and rushing 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, forming a condensed mass. The extreme lava fireball gathered in his palm, and he rushed towards Tyrion aggressively, while Myra stood aside, watching this scene, and had no intention of stepping forward to help.

"kuang"

The force of the collision of the weapons forced the Black Iron Emperor's imposing charge to be interrupted, and the flames that suddenly gathered hit Tyrion's cheek fiercely amid Thaurissan's roar, accompanied by the fireball in his right hand. Wrapped around his right arm, it looks like a giant arm made of flames. The centermost flame has turned white, which is a deadly temperature that can melt steel.

"puff"

But when the flame touched Tyrion's cheek, it sounded like a fireball was thrown into the water, and there was a sound of extinguishing. The eyes of the Black Iron Emperor widened at this moment. At the 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 had extinguished the flame faintly formed a skeleton. s face.

And in the next moment, this skull face turned into a cloud of cold mist and dissipated, and Tyrion's calm eyes fell on Emperor Thaurissan's face again, his left hand holding the sword swung outward, Under the blessing of the power, Thaurissan was thrown to the ground behind him like a leaf falling in the wind, and he spun in the air and fell to the ground.

He was still holding the black iron warhammer firmly in his hand, but at the moment he came back to his senses, phantom-like jet-black wings appeared in his eyes, and the figure of Tyrion standing there had disappeared, and when he reappeared, the icy-cold The moon-shaped blade pierced his heart from the front, and the Black Iron Emperor was picked 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 He stared at the opponent in front of him.

It seems to be cursing him with the last strength.

The Dark Blade King frowned, feeling the faint resistance from the Demon Blade Apocalypse. After a while, he looked at Thaurissan with some pity:

"Sorry, I wanted to give you a warrior-like ending, but Apocalypse obviously thinks you still... lack something."