Andy glanced around, and the situation was not as bad as he thought. I don't know if www.biquge.info Black Iron Dwarves are too confident in their fortress city, and there aren't many guards in this prison.

Andy counted carefully, and all the guards added up to only four. Two were in the opposite doorway, one dozing off at a table near the prison cavern, and the other was walking around, as if patrolling the inside of the prison.

"You wait, I'll get them all done!" Andy said, pulling out his cutlass of his scimitar.

Andy walked in the shadows, and his gray vision did not affect his mobility. He waited quietly for the patrolling dwarf to approach, and then wiped him on the neck in an instant.

The two dwarves standing in the doorway glanced inside, and the dwarf lying on the table seemed to be asleep, but when he twisted his eyes inside, he peeked out strangely, and a pool of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard, you fell asleep!" A dwarf in the doorway cursed, and walked over to the table.

"You ......"

"You should die too!" Andy gently placed the dwarf on the ground, then teleported to the remaining dwarf with a shadow step, slicing his throat neatly.

Seeing that all the guards had been dealt with, Varian walked quickly to the door where Wendsol was being held and asked, "Are you Wendsol?" ”

Wendthor was thinking about things with his eyes closed, and he didn't notice what was going on in prison. At this time, when I heard someone asking, I only felt that this voice was a little familiar, and when I opened my eyes and looked outside, my eyes instantly widened and I said: "Your Majesty Varian, why did you come!" ”

"Looks like I'm really the king of Stormwind." Varian said lightly, but his eyes didn't look at Windthor.

Wendsol was shocked and confused. Regardless of how Varian got here, what does he mean by this question?

"Your Majesty?" Wendthor frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?" Who brought you here? ”

"Of course it's me." Andy smiled and said, "And them!" ”

Ronin and Furstad walked over one by one and greeted Windsol. Wendthor was a little out of his mind, "Andy, you've got the king back!" Wendsol was pleasantly surprised, "But ......"

"But he seems to have lost his memory, and he doesn't remember anything." Andy shrugged his shoulders and said, "We need your help, Wendsol. We'll have to send Varian back to Stormwind, but we're afraid we won't even be able to get through the gates without you! ”

Wendsol shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm afraid, but I don't have a chance at all!" I thought about it in prison, the countess was very problematic, and the king's disappearance was directly related to her! ”

Andy nodded and said, "We all know this, Katrana is actually the Black Dragon Princess Onexia, she imprisoned Varian, and once imprisoned me on that island. ”

"This ...... It's true? Windsor couldn't believe it, and his heart beat wildly as he remembered the mirror image he had seen.

After Andy and Varian nodded, Wendsol's face suddenly changed, and his anger overflowed, and he scolded: "Bowval is a bastard, he actually believes in a woman, a black dragon!" He actually followed the advice of the black dragon and refused to give me reinforcements, so that I lost the battle in the Burning Plains! ”

"Bolval doesn't know the truth, he's been bewitched by Onexia!" Andy said, "Now we need to hurry back, or Stormwind will be in chaos!" ”

"By the way, I'll show you this!" Andy took out the letterhead in his pocket and handed it to Windsor.

"The alliance has fallen apart, General Angover's operation has been successful, Agmanche's work to decipher Wendthor's intelligence is nearing completion, please miss, your operation in Stormwind City is unfolding quickly, Thorrison." Windsor read it over.

"There is no doubt about it, this is a letter from the King of Black Iron to Onexia!" Andy said, "I didn't expect them to really collude together." ”

"Thorrison bastard, how dare he do that!" Furstad slammed the iron door hard.

Windsor put away the letterhead, looked at Andy and said, "That Agamanch is deciphering my information, I must get it back." ”

"Okay, let's go together!" Andy said as he pulled open the iron door.

After leaving the prison, Andy casually grabbed a lone black iron dwarf and asked for the location of Agmanch, and the group of five quickly sneaked towards that location.

"Who are you?" Agmanch was working at his desk when he saw three men break into his house.

"Hand over my information!" Wendthor took two steps forward, grabbed the old dwarf by the neck, and said viciously.

Although Agmanch is a Black Iron Dwarf, he is not a member of the army, he is nothing more than an old scholar. Agamanch's face turned red, and he took out a small stone slab from under his desk and handed it to Wendsol.

"That's your intelligence?" Andy said in surprise.

"This is what I got from a ruin, and I don't know what it is." "But you can't be cheaper with these bastards!" ”

"You're the human who went to the ruins of Thorrison!" Agmanch suddenly shouted.

"So it's called Thorrisen!" Wendthor said coldly, "Why is there only one piece and the other one?" ”

"I don't know, this is the only piece that Angford gave me." The old dwarf's legs were trembling.

"Andy, there's a dwarf coming this way!" Luo Ning suddenly walked in and said, "Huh? ”

"What's wrong?" Andy asked, looking at Ronin's surprised face.

"It seems to be magic on this stone slab, show me!" Ronin said that when he saw something about magic, he forgot the purpose of his own entry.

Windthor handed him the slab and walked to the door, where a dwarf was indeed walking alone.

"It's ...... It's dragon magic! Luo Ning was surprised.

"Are you sure?" Andy leaned over and asked.

"I've seen this kind of writing at the teacher's place before, it's dragon language!" Luo Ning said affirmatively, "But I don't know what that means?" ”

Andy took the slate in his hand, and a prompt suddenly sounded in his head: "Get the Dragon Transfiguration!" ”

Andy was stunned in his heart, the dragon transformation technique? He looked at the slate, and the strange words on it seemed to come to life, twisted in his eyes, and then deeply engraved in his mind. (To be continued.) )