Blackstone Mountain, Blackstone Abyss.

The Black Iron Emperor Thoresen was tormented, wondering where the Black Iron Dwarves should go.

Now that the world of Azeroth is temporarily free of external enemies, the Alliance has freed up its hands and begun to concentrate on dealing with enemies at its own doorstep.

There are only a few forces entrenched in the Black Rock Mountain, the orthodox tribe that has fallen apart is the plaything of the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, and the Black Iron Dwarves under his command are the slaves of the Fire Demon Lord Ragnaros.

The only difference is that the former is embarrassed, while the Black Iron Dwarf is forced to do so.

Well, maybe during the Dwarven Civil War, known as the War of the Three Hammers, the Black Iron Dwarves made a big mistake by foolishly summoning the Firelord in a vain attempt to control this powerful elemental force.

Obviously, the Black Iron Dwarves failed and lost to the sewers, and instead of helping the Black Iron Dwarves defeat their enemies, the Fire Demon Lord directly enslaved them.

Now the alliance is looking at the face of the copper-bearded dwarf princess Moira, and the Black Iron Dwarves have once again thrown out their willingness to solicit, and said that they will send troops to attack the Molten Heart of the Fire Demon Lord, and the only requirement is naturally that the Black Iron Dwarves join the alliance.

However, Sorison decided to wait and see what happened.

When the Alliance has indeed defeated the remnants of the Blackstone Orcs and the Black Dragon Legion of Prince Nefarian, it will not be too late to make a decision for itself.

Unfortunately, that's not how the league thinks.

The face is given to you, and the dead man who stepped on the horse will not let go, then don't blame us for taking other measures.

On the other hand, after a period of fermentation, adventurers around the world have now learned of the news that the Alliance army is attacking Blackstone Mountain and calling on adventurers to come and make a fortune.

Recently, adventurers have been doing all kinds of good things one after another, and the bounty missions in various parts of the Eastern Kingdom continent are simply too many to complete overnight.

First, the Lordaeron Restoration Army fought the Amani trolls in the Alterac Valley, requiring a large number of adventurers.

Then there's the Riptide Restoration, which fights the Forsaken army in the Arathi Heights and also needs a lot of adventurers.

Then, the Silver Dawn of the Eastern Plaguelands and the Scarlet Crusaders of the Abydis Department call on adventurers from all over the world to come and happily kill the undead together, the more the merrier.

Now, the Kingdom of Stormwind and Ironforge are attacking Blackstone Mountain, hoping for the help of adventurers, clearing out small forces, or killing scout patrols.

Countless adventurers rushed to the north and south ends of the continent, rushing to receive various bounty tasks, and then hurriedly ran out, heading straight to the destination, striving for a quick solution.

The European Emperor adventurers were much more relaxed, after all, they were not short of money, and they spent gold coins to use magic portals for their round-trip trips.

These two-way portal flights from Stormwind to the Chapel of Light's Wish, Stormwind to Fenris Island, and Stormwind to the Valley of Refuge are so hot that the flow of people is hot, and it can be said that the supply exceeds demand, so that the mages on both sides have made a lot of money.

"Open the door, open the door, bring your own materials, ten gold coins once, the number of places is limited!"

The European Emperors were dressed in orange legendary equipment produced by Sulama, and some of the more European adventurers also wore the gorgeous gold-encrusted (Super Member) or diamond-encrusted (Supreme Member) membership badge of Sulama City on their chests, as if others did not know that he had a good relationship with the upper elves of Sulama.

They are noisy in the Alliance Pioneer Camp in Blackstone Mountain, looking for suitable teammates to complete some of the more difficult bounty missions together.

"Blackstone Quartermaster Kill Bounty, a Holy Light Priest who graduated from the Cathedral of Stormwind City, let's go immediately!"

"The small force of the Blackstone Orcs of the Burning Plains is rewarding for the extermination, come and sign up! As long as you have graduated from school, you can do it, no apprentice!"

"Clear the black dragon in the Giant Mallet Stone area, elite team, come to a reliable mage, bring your Sulama graduation certificate!

The Adventurers stood on barrels or stones, shouting at the crowd below for various bounties.

The circular corridor inside this Black Rock Mountain, below which is a huge magma lake, is so serious and depressing that it has been turned into a noisy vegetable market by adventurers.

And there will be some disputes and conflicts from time to time, and if you want to expect this group of adventurers to be able to do their best, then you really think too much.

"Guards, Guards, this damn thief wants to steal Lao Tzu's Crown of Dragon Flame! This is a high-end item from Sulama, it's legendary equipment! This bastard bastard should be hanged!"

One of the Emperors clutched the outstretched arm of a thief, who looked hideous and pulled out a dagger to stab him.

Seeing that the thieves intended to attack him, the Ouhuang adventurer also roared and began to fight back, and the surrounding crowd suddenly formed a circle, becoming a qualified melon eater.

The Emperor was a mage, and he showed off his diploma: a crash course certificate from the Sulamar Academy of Magic, a badge made of crystal with ten dark golden eyeballs on it.

The surrounding adventurers suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, "Oh, what a scholar!

Sulama Academy's crash course is a representative of spending money, one-on-one teaching, and ten class hours are guaranteed to make your magical strength a big step.

"Everyone saw it! He attacked Lao Tzu first, die!"

Emperor Ou roared, and a frost nova suddenly spread out, and the extremely cold ice instantly froze the thief's legs, freezing him in place, and then Emperor Ou flickered backwards, his hands releasing the burning at the same time.

The fire elemental energy gathered more and more in the body of the Emperor Ou, and then, the Emperor of the Emperor, who had reached the critical point, roared, and then with a flick of his hand, an instantaneous flame explosion technique shot towards the thief who was about to crack, and then bombarded his chest fiercely.

By the time the thief fell to the ground and was dying, his chest was charred and blackened, and there was no help left, the guards in charge of maintaining order were too late.

This kind of conflict between adventurers has been seen a lot, and an unwritten rule has long been formed: whoever strikes first does not need to bear any responsibility for the person who is forced to fight back.

Of course, you can also choose to run to the guards and let them adjudicate.

If you fight back legally and are defeated ... Well, maybe you just deserve to be robbed.

If you are dressed brightly and your strength is not enough to protect yourself, no one will pity you.

This is the reality of this world, and there is a special kind of fairness and rules.

On the other hand, the bounty quest market in the Eastern Kingdoms continent is extremely prosperous, which also caused the Great Depression of the adventurer community on the Kalimdor continent.

Originally crowded and bustling Sulama City, now at least half of the adventurers have left, and the remaining adventurers are basically some large regular teams, they have a long-term cooperative relationship with Sulama officials, and there are still many troublesome tasks at hand that have not been solved, so they continue to stay in Sulama.

Such a large veteran team is not short of that little gold, so it has always chosen tasks by itself, and it doesn't look down on the small interests of the Eastern Kingdom Continent.

At night, the current customers of Sulama Food Street have basically become mainly locals such as Night Elves and Upper-class Elves.

"This is not good, the adventurers of Sulama are almost running out, who will help with the chores... No, I have to think of a preferential policy, advertise it, and bring back a batch. ”

Boss Hu sat on a small bench on the side of the road, looked at the much deserted food street, took a bite of wolf meat skewers, and complained to Sylvanas who was pulled to dinner together with his mouth full of oil.

"Wouldn't it be enough to raise the bounty, and... Can you wipe the oil off your mouth before talking to me?" Queen Xi stared at Boss Hu with disdain.

"Before you say this, can you put down the grilled fish in your hand first, let's half a catty, don't laugh at the second one. ”