The Black Iron Dwarves are one of the three major branches of the Dwarves, they lost the Battle of the Three Hammers 300 years ago, and then were expelled along with the Hammer Dwarves, the Hammers went further north, while the Black Iron came to the south, because of some accidents, they had to cross the barren land and enter the scorching canyon, but even after being exiled, the dwarves' love for digging still did not fade. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, the Black Iron Dwarves spent 300 years digging a huge dungeon under the mountains in the middle of the scorching canyon and the burning plain, and used heavy obsidian to build a majestic city comparable to the Iron Furnace Castle, named "Dark Furnace City".

There is a grapevine that the Blackstone Tower of the Blackstone Orcs was actually built by the Black Iron Dwarves, but it was taken by the Blackstone Orcs who were later defeated in the Burning Plains and used it as their base.

However, no matter what, the Blackstone Tower and the Dark Furnace City are definitely the current overlords of the Scorching Canyon and the Burning Plains, and no one can challenge their majesty in these two places.

Dick took Liadrin's hand and walked reservedly in the majestic corridor nearly 5 meters high, decorated with chandeliers and wall lamps, two Black Iron Guards led the way, and behind Dick, the paladins also gathered in twos and threes, whispering about this underground structure that was completely different from the human world.

Yes, Dick finally chose the supposedly "terrible" bodyguard service, because the paladin did not intend to clash with the Black Iron Dwarves head-on here, and no matter how crazy he was, he would not think of using his dozens of people to deal with an entire dwarven kingdom and orcs, it was purely looking for death.

"300 years ago, it wasn't called a scorching canyon or a burning plain. ”

Dick whispered to Liadline and Verinde about the Black Iron Dwarves, "After their defeat, in order to fight back to the Jedi, at the behest of Emperor Thorisen, the spellcasters of the Black Iron Dwarves tried to summon a powerful magical creature to turn the tide of battle, and they got away with it. ”

"It's stupid to bet everything on magic. ”

Liadline scoffed at the adventures of the Black Iron Dwarves, "There was also a crazy time in Quel'Thalas's history, when most of the magical experiments in preparation for war had extreme consequences, and the Mana Cage was built at that time. ”

Verinde was also attracted by Dick's story, and while loosening her somewhat tight chest, she put the very good black cat on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice,

"What did these dwarves summon?"

Dick glanced at her, his eyes casually swept over the seductive semicircle, then lowered his voice and said in a sinister tone,

"They summoned the Elemental Lord, of course, not the complete body, otherwise this continent would be finished, they summoned the King of the Fire Demon, the leader of the Fire Source Realm, the phantom of Ragnaros, the fire element of the ultimate body The moment it appeared, it summoned the volcanic magma that reached the sky, flooding the entire Burning Plains and the Scorching Canyon, the country established by the Kingdom of Thorrison in the Red Ridge Mountains was destroyed, and worst of all, these dwarves were forced to become servants of the Fire Demon!"

"With cursed blood in their veins, they couldn't disobey the Flame Demon's orders, and eventually migrated here, built the Darkfurnace City, and survived like that. ”

Dick lifted his leg and walked through the last flight of the aisle, and suddenly his eyes opened up, and the hot and crazy breath came to his face, Dick couldn't help but stretch out his hand and block it in front of him, and when the fire disappeared, a dreamlike scene appeared in front of Dick's eyes.

This is the interior of the Blackstone Mountain, the whole mountain has been hollowed out, like a large eggshell, dense obsidian is embedded in the interior of the mountain by the dwarves, used to strengthen the mountain, within the Dick horizon, the magma flows out of the obsidian garden cave, and pours into the furnace-like magma pool below, splashing from time to time with extremely hot flames.

Yes, a pool of magma, beneath the mountain, Dick knew, was a river of magma, a river of magma that had emerged from the power of Ragnaros, in which strange creatures such as fire demons and winged fire dragons lived.

This is the best lighting, in this orange light, Dick's gaze turned around, eight huge stone statues, which should be the legendary hero sculptures of the Black Iron Dwarves, all carved into the shape of stretched hands, four chains as thick as two people spread out from the palms of the sculptures, across the sky, and clasped to the conical tower in the center of the magma.

Around the heads of the four stone statues, there is a horizontal passage built into the mountain, and there are human figures flickering inside.

Dick's excellent vision allowed him to spot the figures walking in the passage for the first time, and they were orcs, black-skinned orcs, thicker and more savage than Thrall's orcs.

It was the Blackstone Orcs, the main body of the old Horde Alliance, warlike and bloodthirsty guys.

Dick retracted his gaze and looked back at Liadline and the other paladins, who were also attracted by the strange scenery that was difficult to see, the Black Iron Guards acting as guides had obviously turned a blind eye to this scene, and they were used to the shock of the newcomers, and after three minutes, the rude guards shouted,

"Let's go, big guys! The Black Iron Bar is still far away!"

Dick shrugged his shoulders and re-wrapped himself around Liadrin's waist, following the two Black Iron Guards to the chained pontoon that stood on the edge of the statue.

"See the stone statue on the left, there's a hidden path into the Blackstone Tower, which is controlled by the Blackstone Orcs, Vilinder, let your cat out and let it slip into the Blackstone Tower to scout!"

The paladin said to Miss Werewolf, who reluctantly put the black cat to his mouth, muttered a few words, and then bent down to put the kitten on the ground, this action made Miss Werewolf's figure appear in an astonishing arc, and the black cat rubbed its fur on Verinde's leg with affection, and then quickly ran into the darkness.

The druids are naturally affinity, and they are invincible to control small animals, this black cat was bought by Verind in the market of the Gilnesians, begging Liadline to help her, and it cost 13 gold coins, which can be called a luxury! It is said that she took a fancy to this black cat that is said to have "noble blood" at a glance, and the cat is also very clingy to her, and then she has been bringing it here.

Speaking of which, this cat is really a bit special, at least Dick will definitely ignore the existence of this black cat if he doesn't deliberately observe it, and with Verinde's slowly awakened druid talent, it is simply the best little scout.

This action did not attract the attention of the black iron dwarves, in fact, the two drunkards led the way, and kept pouring spicy black iron ale wine, so that they did not fall into the magma lake below, they were already considered lucky, and they naturally did not notice anything.

Approaching the dangling pontoon, which the dwarves made with iron plates on those chains, it looked very dangerous to sway, Dick felt Liadline's hand holding his arm clenched, obviously a little scared, and a smile appeared on the corner of the paladin's mouth, woman.

So to a cry of exclamation from Liadline, Dick picked him up, and with the most romantic princess hug, and strode up to the pontoon, and the High Elf blushed, and wrapped his arms around Dick's neck, and rested his head on Dick's chest, and let him carry himself across the pontoon.

It seems dangerous, but Dick has walked through it countless times in the game, until the chain is so strong that there is not even a pontoon bridge on the road from Darkforge to the Molten Heart, and the player has to walk on the iron cable to reach the entrance on the lava riverbank, which is the real madness.

Dick reckons that the Black Iron Dwarves must have had a secret passage in the central Black Tower that led directly to the Black Iron Bar, as Darth and Demitil also attested, and they didn't take the path that players often take to get into Darkhearth.

Thorrison the Great was not a madman, allowing these lawless adventurers to walk back and forth in his kingdom, and sure enough, after crossing the chain bridge, the drunken Black Iron Guard pointed to the strange equipment that had been placed in a room,

"Stand inside, 10 people at a time, it only takes 5 minutes, and you can get to the Black Iron Bar!"

Dick shrugged, sure enough, this is the thing!

The Black Iron Drilling Machine!The creation of engineering, this thing is very magical in the game, as long as you use it anywhere, you can reach the Black Iron Bar, but in the real world, it must also pass through a pre-set track, but this is nothing, you can still see this kind of thing in the real world, Dick is very nostalgic in his heart.

Dick sat on the leather couch inside the large drill rig with the rumbling of the black iron drill machine, the black iron dwarves who really had the idea to make this thing look like those tall elevators.

Five minutes later, the floodgates of the Black Iron Rig opened, and the bustle, the bustle, the nightclub-like frenzy swooped into Dick's ears.

Black Iron Bar, it's here!

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"Ah, Mr. Baron Aberlock, long time no see!"

3 minutes before Dick arrives at the bar, in the noisy and frenetic atmosphere of the Black Iron Bar, on the table in the corner, two guys dressed in low-key and restrained clothes are talking, looking like a pair of old friends.

The black-haired man known as Baron Eberlock raised his head, his green eyes looked a little terrifying, and humans rarely see such eyes, but after seeing the visitor clearly, Baron Aberlock's stiff face also smiled.

"Mr. Gacoyne, it's been a long time, how are you doing?"

The middle-aged man in a black tuxedo sat opposite Baron Eberlock, picked up his pipe, which was a pipe made of white bones, with a carving of a skeleton on it, which looked very conspicuous and had an unusually evil feeling, but both of them turned a blind eye to it, and in the face of Baron Eberlock's greeting, Gacoigne took a puff of his pipe in silence and said,

"What else, when I was in Nomorigen before, I always thought the gnomes there were too noisy, but it wasn't until we lost that base of freedom of thought and had to move to that rat hole in Ironforge that I felt the value of it, Magni has been watching us and watching out for us, so recently I had to go back to Stormwind, I hate that place, even though it was my home, hey, don't talk about me, I heard that you had a lot of harvest in Hyjal not long ago, and the group you had been planning for was finally established？”

Baron Eberlock's fingers tapped lightly on the table, and after a few seconds, he spoke,

"Gacoyne, my old friend, the Black Scythe Council needs fresh blood, and there is no one more suitable than you, who remembers your sacrifice of giving up your mage's future to devote yourself to the study of warlock spells for the sake of the royal family and the people? ”

Gacoigne's face changed slightly, and his pipe smoking stopped, "But... But over there is Shadow Keep..."

"Forget the Shadow Castle, friend, those who walk in the dark must always leave a way back for themselves, and we are your back road!"

After Baron Aberlock finished speaking, he closed his mouth and left time to Gacoigne, he believed that the old friend could make the right judgment, and at this moment, the sound of the Black Iron Drilling Machine reached his ears, and the regulars of the Black Iron Bar knew that it was the arrival of a newcomer.

The baron casually looked at the room outside the bar, he had no interest in the newcomers, because they had no access to the real secrets of the Black Iron Bar, but when the young man in the black dress walked out of the room, the wine glass in the Baron's hand slipped from the palm of his hand and smashed against his expensive robes, causing an unsightly stain.

"What's wrong? my friend?"

Gacoin asked in a low voice, but Baron Aberlock did not answer, but stood up, put the two gold coins on the corner of the table, and whispered to Gacoigne,

"Friend, consider my proposal! The doors of the Black Scythe Council are open to you, I have to go, there's a... Well, an old friend is here, pardon me, but I'll have to go and receive him. ”

(PS: The remaining five watches will be given tomorrow...) Resume 2 more next week, and open 3 more next month. As for next month, ah, something so far away, let's talk about it later. Thank you for the reward of the withered brothers, I will add it for you tomorrow, and I will probably sort out the reward list tomorrow, thank you brothers!)