Azeroth’s Death Track

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The war between elements is violent.

Elemental creatures have a characteristic that they can quickly recover from the surge of the power of the elements, no matter how many times they are destroyed, without damaging the core that constitutes the body. Generally speaking, the special form of elemental life It is determined that it is difficult for them to obtain true wisdom, but once the elements are born with wisdom, it means that it will be difficult to deal with them, which will increase exponentially.

Therefore, in the history of Azeroth, there are very few cases where the elemental lord is completely killed. For mortals, it is almost impossible to kill a wise element completely.

But once there is a war between the elements, it is endless. The four elemental princes are deeply entrenched in contradiction with each other. In the elemental territory, the war of the four elements never stops. Guidelines.

"boom"

In the battle between two powerful elemental creatures, the terrain of the Molten Core has been completely changed, and in the deepest part of the cave, in the sea of ​​scorching magma, in the huge and angry stone life Krogmo repeated Under the thump, Ragnaros, the king of the flame demon, stayed at the core of the illusion of power in the physical world, and a huge flame core as bright as a treasure was finally broken.

At the moment when the heavy element boxing shattered the core shell of the flame, all the fire elements wandering in the heart of the molten fire sent out tragic wailing. They were born because of the power of the flame demon king, and they also followed the power of the flame demon king. Lost quickly and dissipated.

Even the scorching and violent to incredible magma that was placed everywhere in the cave, gradually disappeared as the illusion of the flame demon king disappeared.

The entire Molten Heart became quiet at this moment, until Krogmo, the rock life of victory, gave the first roar of victory.

Tyrion jumped to the cold ground, picked up the scattered flame cores and those stones with elemental light, put them into the storage ring, and handed it to Dornan who came over, Then touched her head and whispered:

"Now, take Crowe out of here and let it rest outside the Burning Plains... We are about to seal the elemental crack, and it will be uncomfortable to stay here."

"Oh!"

Tyrion's words just fell, and a seemingly absurd roar of anger sounded inside the heart of the molten fire. Above the magma in front of them, the space slowly spread out like broken glass, reflecting in the eyes. Is another world outside the broken space.

"Go! Ragnaros's real body wants to come over!"

Tyrion grabbed a few small dots and threw them at the stone man. Krogmo also felt the heat of the pure flame outside the space, the majesty of the elemental king of the Star Soul World, that was with its ancestors. The power as great as Grande, which made its huge one-eye flash of envy and longing, but at the urging of Tyrion, the stone giant still protected the three children with his hands, and then slowly sank into the earth under.

The earth elements can travel through the earth, and they travel very fast, and after Krogmo left, several roaring black iron drilling machines also broke through the ground, carrying the flame mage and heavy gold of the Thorium Brotherhood The wandering shamans hired appeared in the innermost ring of the Heart of Molten Fire.

"Hurry! Hurry up! Seal it!"

At the urging of the black iron death knight Hansel heavy punch and the great blacksmith, the flame mage held high three cursed codes, and quickly arranged a sealed circle at the wreckage of Ragnaros' illusion.

And in the mid-air out of the inner ring, the boundaries between the physical and elemental domains are being broken a little bit, more precisely, it is "melting", like a ring-shaped gate opened completely by a burning flame, In the reflection of the hot mirror of flames, outside the elemental domain, the scenery of the boundary of the fire source slowly emerged in front of Tyrion.

It seemed to be an island suspended in a chaotic light curtain, where the eyes were filled with burning orange flames, just like a burning hell, but the **** was not barren, erected above the land of flames Like the pillar of flames like trees, various creatures composed entirely of flames walk through the flames, where there is an order of its own.

Behind the tallest flame bridge is a palace in the sea of ​​primitive magma. The flame constitutes its body. Between the swaying flames, a huge, composed of the flame of the oldest Sulfuras The giant flaming giant is slowly moving forward, that is the king of the flame demon... the real Ragnaros, the elemental lord who rules the boundary of the fire source, one of the highest powers in this world.

The representative of flame, the definition of flame, flame exists because of it, and it burns because of it.

It walks on its own earth, every step will make the whole fire source world tremble, those firebirds flying in the sky, those beautiful creatures like Phoenix are wrapped around it, it is also gazing at this world, it Staring at the miscellaneous people who dare to challenge the flame demon king.

"Roar!"

Another roar came from behind the larger and larger Flame Mirror. As Ragnaros got closer to the rift of the Elemental Territories, the bodies of the Black Iron Dwarf Fire Masters began to tremble and enslave their blood. The source of is approaching, and the heavy pressure that has just been driven away has once again returned to their bodies, making them feel fear, making them unable to bear their knees and the ground.

"boom"

The password-bearing stone in the hands of the great blacksmith fell to the ground. He supported his body with a forging hammer, gritted his teeth, and tried to persevere, but his trembling and panicked eyes betrayed him.

Tyrion bent down, picked up the stone, and stuffed it into the hands of the blacksmith. He looked at the dreaded black iron dwarf in front of him, and said softly:

"There's still time, don't be afraid... to do things! No one can disturb you until I fall."

The blacksmith trembles and wants to say something, but in the end, he grabs the forging hammer and smashes it **** his fingers. The extreme pain makes him temporarily get rid of the pressure in the bloodline. He gritted his teeth, Quickly ran to the altar behind him, where the hired shamans had begun to chant the curse code.

The Thorium Brotherhood has been preparing for this day for too long, too long. After obtaining the curse code, they have been calculating the steps of the seal. This time the curse code will not be abused, but will fulfill its mission when it appeared, the seal element The activity of the Black Iron Dwarf limited this range to very small, and exploded the power of the curse code in a small space at one time to achieve a complete seal and strengthen the cracks of the elemental territory.

They must make up for this crack, otherwise once Ragnaros returns to the material world again, their resistance will be completely defeated.

"Play with fire and burn yourself!"

The flame demon king in the other section of the Mirror of Fire seems to also feel the power of the curse code is slowly extending. It roared and raised his left hand. In the interlacing of endless flames, this elemental lord roared with a punch and hit the material in front of him. Boundary, the mirror of flames broke apart in an instant, replaced by a heavy punch of flames falling from the sky.

The temperature of the fire from the original Sulfuras has exceeded the limit of the physical world. At the moment of this fierce flame, the entire rock of the heart of the molten fire began to melt, originally because of the king of the flame demon The cave where the illusion of power was canceled and calmed down again was filled with the force of the violent element of fire. Tyrion raised his head, and the heavy punch of flames that fell from his head gave him a feeling of suffocation and being ignited.

That was the oppression brought by the highest power in the world, the angry blow that grasped the true essence of the power, the king of the dark blade gritted his teeth, and he held the apocalypse. The heavy energy of death in the body completely exploded at this moment. The entire inner ring of caves is filled with solid ice. Between the collision of ice and fire, a scattered force rammed into this small space, crushing several unlucky ghosts in the conflict of ice and fire. .

And at the moment when the cold frost is about to be engulfed by the original flame, the mysterious power of the cursed code erupts at this moment, like a brutal scissors, instantly covering the broken space in the air that continuously transmits power, Ragnaros' unwilling roar echoed wildly in Molten Heart.

"The flames will reignite! You...can't stop me!"

"That sad world will eventually burn!"

"puff"

Like the sound of bubbles being pierced, the scorching fire of Sulfuras lost its master's control and shattered in an instant, the gorgeous flames scattered in the air in the inner ring, between the melting earth , Terion who was holding the apocalypse stood in the embers of the fire, his face was pale, and the source armor on his body showed signs of melting. He did not breathe like a living person, but ice blue eyes appeared in his eyes. The dim, but can not hide his fatigue at this time.

Apocalypse realized the master’s weakness, and it started screaming and hissing, and a black line of power extended from this magic blade, trying to control Tyrion again, but at this moment, a completely melted, only left The big axe of the lower handle swept through, smashing the magic sword in Tyrion's hand away, and Glokus stepped forward, reaching for Tyrion who was crumbling.

The latter nodded at him and reached for the hip flask handed over from Glokus, which was filled with the blood of the diluted Dragon King, and Tyraion drank it in every blood vessel. In the spicy burning like being ignited, the power of dragon blood began to spread on his body, slowly repairing his burned wound.

And around, the dark iron dwarves watched this scene quietly. In their memory, this is probably the first time that the omnipotent Tyrion showed such weakness, but when the heavy pressure in his bones was suddenly relieved, every one Feeling the truly free Dark Iron Dwarf, none of them stepped forward to disturb the recovery of the Dark Blade.

They were just quietly guarding the surroundings, just like the king's most loyal guards.

Ten minutes later, Tyrion opened his eyes again, patted Glokush's shoulders around him, and then moved his wrist out of the ember flame to the side of the apocalypse inserted in the magma. He crouched down, pulled the sword out again, feeling the low buzz in the magic blade, he shook his head:

"If you are not obedient again, I will throw you into the realm of fire... You have experienced the temperature of the original Sulfuras fire, if I feel necessary, I will be merciless in the original Reshape you in the fire and erase all your will... Did you understand?"

The magic blade hummed low, as if expressing his uninhibited will, Tyrion snorted coldly, inserted the long sword back into the scabbard, he whispered:

"You can take a bet, apocalypse, you can take a bet, I don't know the way to enter the realm of fire from the physical world, but if you guess wrong, then all consequences are at your own risk!"

At this moment, the Weng Mingsheng of Tianqi became deeper, and a smile appeared on the corner of Tyrion’s mouth. This was the first time he remembered that Tianqi served softly. This may be a good start for him...

Tyrion turned his head and looked at the black iron dwarves behind him. Hansel Heavy Fist exchanged glances with the blacksmith. In the end, this has not been very obedient to Tyrion’s dwarf death knight. He took out a quaint scroll from his bag. He knelt on one knee and raised the scroll high:

"What is this for? Hansel?"

Tyrion did not reach out to pick up the scroll, but asked:

"What is this?"

"This is the most precious secret of the Thorium Brotherhood. My sire, a drawing of a legendary weapon, came from the vision of the original king of the mountain, we improved it, only those who defeated the king of the flame demon Eligible to get it."

Hansel said in a deep voice:

"And you have fulfilled your commitment to us, Black Iron has been freed for hundreds of years... Your Majesty, as long as you want, from today, the Black Iron Clan of Thorium will follow you forever!"

"The curse of the Black Iron Dwarf has not been eliminated. Hansel, as long as the Flame Lord Ragnaros still exists, your curse will only be temporarily relieved. If you want to be truly free, you must go to the fire source world. Completely kill Ragnaros, the king of the Balrog... But that's the future."

Tyraine reached out his hand and held the quaint scroll in his hand. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

"Move your biggest and best iron felt to the heart of melting fire, a real handed down weapon will be cast here... and you, will participate in it, as for this..."

Tyrion glanced at the scroll in his hand, his eyes narrowed:

"If you think it is necessary... then forge it! As a gift to the hero who really defeated the Flame Lord, I believe this will be a truly perfect gift."

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