Late at night! A misty night hung over the land, enveloping the verdant savannahs of Nagrand.

The cold stars are suspended above the canopy, like a spot of light, like a chess cloth.

In the valley at night, bleak and cold, like a barren next door, a strong figure, reclining on the ground, not far away is the burning fire, the sky is full of stars, soft light shines down, gusts of cool breeze continue to blow, and the heat wave emitted by the fire, forming two extremes.

Rex rolled over and switched the other direction to continue sleeping, as the movement of turning over, crunching, the sound of hay being squeezed, lay a pile of straw and a soft bear skin under Rex to block the bone-chilling cold of the ground.

The ground is full of flowers, the trees are verdant, and the whole air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of plants and trees, and the two fragrances are intertwined, which makes people fascinated.

Suddenly, a bird's cry pierced the lonely valley in the night, and countless flocks of birds flew at the end of the sky, and there were thousands of jackdaws.

In the distance, a white line appeared, and the earth gradually began to brighten.

Rex stood up, moved his stiff limbs for a long time, and finally pulled off the straw, pulled out the bearskin blanket underneath, and put it into his own space ring, picked up the kettle beside him, his Adam's apple kept shaking, and he drank it in a big gulp,

Looking up in front of Rex was a deep pit, and behind the pit was a fence made of logs sharpened with sharp spikes, facing the outside. Traces of blood on it. It's dry though. There was a faint smell of blood, this was a simple camp, and the camp had been established for a while,

Several muscular men with big shoulders and round waists, fully armed and holding weapons, stood coldly, and the cool breeze continued to blow, but it did not make any changes. It's like a statue, I looked at the tent, just as the curtain opened, Sylvanus walked out of it in a tight outfit, and saw Rex nodding with a smile, showing a rare smile, but that's it, as a proud High Elf, it is your honor to be able to give you a smile.

A rare smile. This is the reward for mercy, Rex smiled mockingly.

Rex never got to know. The arrogance of the High Elves from the bones, how did it come about, shook his head gently, and the wind of Northrend, the incomparable cold, pierced into the bone marrow.

This is the fifteenth day of coming to Northrend, and it is good to say that the supply and food are good, Rex and several people are extraordinary, and it is very simple to solve, there are many beasts in Northrend, no matter who it is, they can hunt lightly and act as food, but what is missing is the camp tent and other items, an accident caused such a result.

"Majesty!" Sylvanas saluted Kael'thas respectfully.

Sylvanas did not stay, and after saluting Kael'thas, he left directly, holding a longbow, followed by some High Elf rangers.

For the outsider Sylvanas is proud like a peacock, but in the face of Kael'thas, Sylvanas is with respect, this is not respect for Kael'thas, but respect for the bloodline of the Sun-Chaser flowing in Kael'thas, the ancient agreement, all the blood of the High Elves must be subordinated to the royal blood of the Sun-Chaser.

Kael'tham's blonde hair, still spotless, shook slowly in the breeze, his face was sad, and his eyes were devoid of the vigor he had in Dalaran.

"Muradin's search still can't be found?" A sigh came out of Kael'thas's mouth, and Kael'thas's lips were chapped, lacking moisture on them, and they had cracked one by one, standing beside Rex, chapped lips squirming.

"No need to look for it anymore, let's go get the Titan Divine Iron," Rex continued in a heavy tone, clutching a weed tightly in both hands; "Northrend is too big, with the current situation in Northrend, how many years will it take to rummage through the whole of Northrend with our little manpower?"

"We've done our best, and I'm sure Your Majesty Magni won't be unreasonable,"

"Where can it be so simple," shook his head slightly, his golden hair fluttering, Kael'thas 's face was completely bitter, Kael'thas didn't look at Rex, but turned his gaze towards the dense forest in the distance that surrounded this vast frozen wasteland, scattered with phosphorescent bones of huge bones, this is the keel wilderness, and the area where Arthas found Frost Grief.

"It's not so easy to build the strongest artifact, not only does it require a rare material that is unique in a thousand, but it also needs to devour the life force of the creator, and Magni will never let go without seeing Muladin's corpse," Kael'thas slowly explained the matter.

Devouring life and using his own death to achieve the strongest artifact, this idea hovered in Rex's mind for a while, but it was ruled out by Rex, no matter how much Magni values his brother Muradin, but it is impossible to build the strongest artifact for Kael'thas at the cost of his own death, there must be other conditions for Kael'thas, but even so, the cost of both sides is not equal, because Magni is not an ordinary forging grandmaster, he is the dwarf king first, and then the forging grandmaster.

Magni represents not himself, but the dwarves of Ironforge, even if Kael'thas opens a high price, he can't let the king of a country die, because Magni's existence is closely related to dwarves, for the royal family, first the country, then there is a home, this sentence tells the time of thousands of years.

Maybe ordinary families will do the opposite, first have a family, and then a country, but the royal family definitely cannot.

The three Magni brothers, Muradin's life and death are unknown, the other is also an expedition all over the world, and it is not easy to contact him when he often disappears, and his only daughter also ran to the Black Iron Dwarf and became a sworn enemy, with no heir at all, and he will not do anything to sacrifice himself, because Magni is the Optimus Pillar of the Dwarves of Ironforge Castle, in this eventful autumn and great change pattern, Magni's sudden death means that the dwarves of Ironforge Fort are bound to decline, and if they encounter the impact of foreign enemies, the greatest possibility is the extinction of the clan.

"No, Magni won't sacrifice himself," Rex instantly guessed all the thoughts in his mind, and then said in denial.

"Magni won't sacrifice himself, but that doesn't mean he won't lose his life," Kael'thas replied, a plausible remark, but Rex had already understood, Magni wasn't going to die, he just lost some of his life and sacrificed his life, but it was also a heavy price.

"A hundred years of life, even for dwarves, can't live for a few hundred years," Kael'thas sighed again, but it made Rex sigh in his heart, with a kind of impulse to be self-conscious, a sigh, but it aroused Rex's impulse for immortality, Magni lost a hundred years of life, although it was heavy for dwarves, but it was not unacceptable, and the human race, a hundred years is already a human life, from the newborn, screaming child, to the gray-haired old decay, even more, I simply won't live that long.

Dwarves are nearly a hundred years old, and high elves are hundreds of years old, and this is not a lie.

The confusion in his eyes made Rex reveal infinite reverie and longing for the immortal race.

For example, Tyrande, an old witch, has lived from ancient times to the present, for tens of thousands of years, which human race heard it and did not show a look of envy, especially for the king in power, he naturally hoped that he would live for thousands of years and the dynasty would not fall.

This is also the long-lived races such as dwarves and high elves that can be created, replaced by humans, and pay a hundred years of life, then it is certain death.

"Let's go find the Titan Divine Iron, and put the Muradin's affairs aside for now, I don't have much time to spend here in Northrend," Rex retracted his confused expression and continued in a deep voice; "When I go back, I can promise Magni that within ten years, I will send a large army to Northrend to find Muradin's whereabouts,"

"Not only that, but in the next hundred years, Gilneth and the dwarves will swear that if one side is in trouble, the other side will save him, no matter what the cost."

As soon as the two sentences came out, Kael'thas showed a shocked look on his face, ordinary mutual protection, which doesn't mean anything, just like the promise of the High Elves to the Arathi bloodline, although the army was sent, but it was only a team, although respected, it was not hurtful to the High Elves, but Rex's sentence no matter what the cost, it meant that the dwarves were in danger, even if they knew that nine of the ten people who went to rescue would die, Gilneth had to help.

Rex said solemnly, but he also saved his own abacus, the future is eventful, and the dwarves are tied together, it will definitely have benefits and no harm, for this, if Magni knew, he would definitely agree, because in this eternal change, Magni is not like Rex knows history, has confidence in the outside, Magni needs the help of allies, so that the dwarves can continue to maintain the glory of the past.

As for the ten years, if you step into the Northrend continent, it will be full of traps, not ten years, in the last five years, Northrend will usher in an army to defeat the Lich King, but who this Lich King is, it is unknown, this Rex knows, but McGni does not know, so Rex can take this as a condition to trade with Magni. (To be continued......)