The resistance of the Twilight Hammer cultists had no effect, not even the shield from Greenhill's blessing.

The Black Iron Dwarves who chose to fight alongside this group of cultists were in the same fate.

The remaining neutral councillors were shocked by the strange behavior of Emperor Thorrison the Great.

Until Greenhill finished dealing with these guys and returned to Misang.

Dagran Thorrison the Great clapped his hands.

The elite soldiers of the black iron dwarves who had been watching until now entered and began to wash the floor.

Guarded by Greenhill, Misr walked step by step towards the current King of the Black Iron Dwarves.

Any blood stains that Rice Shan might step on would be cleaned up by Greenhill with a purification technique before he landed.

Mi Shan clearly sensed that the purification technique used by his knight in the recent period was called a supernatural one.

Like Greenhill guarding Misar, Princess Moira of Ironforge, who stood beside Dagran Thorrison, watched in amazement at the way Greenhill used the purification technique.

As a priest with access to the Light, Princess Moira knew how difficult it was to be like Greenhill.

Princess Moira, who didn't know what would happen to her lover and these two humans, subconsciously reached out and held Sorisen's hand.

Feeling Princess Moira's concern, Emperor Thoreson gently patted the back of the other party's hand, signaled not to worry, and said:

"Thank you for clearing these stupid councillors ......"

"And then is there a self-proclaimed Ragnaros's most powerful minion?" Walking about five meters in front of the throne of Thorrison the Great, Mishan stopped.

Greenhill immediately pulled a chair out of his backpack for Misr to sit down...... The space bag is so powerful.

Mi Shan's words according to the lines of Emperor Thoresen in the game made the expression of the current Black Iron Dwarven King of the real version of the game froze.

After a few seconds, the dwarf king said angrily, "So, are you also here to do justice?" ”

“…… Justice is not a good word, I just wanted to remind you ......" Misr paused at this point, and said with a subtle smile, "The councillors who killed you are just a matter of convenience, and what I really want to solve is those Twilighthammer believers." ”

"You killed all the Twilighthammer cultists in Darkheart?" Thorrison the Great was a little surprised.

The ability to kill all Twilight Hammer followers in such a short period of time means that the opponent has the ability to deal with at least half of the Darkforge forces during this time.

"What's the matter, are you sympathizing with those guys?" After Mishan asked, he immediately continued without waiting for Emperor Sorisen to react:

"Don't rush to answer, I have to remind you first, I will evaluate any answer you make."

"And the result of this assessment is likely to be directly related to the fate of your Black Iron Dwarves...... and your personal fate. ”

"My answer?" Emperor Thorrison the Great waved his hand to stop the impulsive soldiers, and sat down on his bronze throne with a smile of no emotion.

"To be precise, the answer of all the Black Iron Dwarves, the other Black Iron Dwarves have half weight, and yours have half weight...... It's not your welfare as king, it's what you've done. ”

Misr raised his hand, and Greenhill handed over the pipe that had just been filled with tobacco.

"What have I ever done? So, Frank Ron, who can't even die, told you everything? Thorrison the Great said.

"Your rejoicing...... At least you still have a master like Frank Ron Cast Iron, or I wouldn't even ask. Mishan said.

"But the question is, who are you? A mere human archduke, oh, it seems to be a descendant of the era of Aratho, who is qualified to meddle in the affairs of our dwarves? Sorison stood up from his throne, and there seemed to be a little anger in his voice.

The tone that sounded a little too aggressive directly caused Greenhill, who was standing beside Mishan to take a step forward.

With just one step, Sorison sat back in his chair after he had just stood up.

"I want to ...... I am eligible. Mi Shan, who spit out a smoke ring, said.

"Black Iron Dwarves will never be slaves!!" Suppressed by Greenhill's power, King Thorrison said loudly.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Mi Shan, who had just finished spitting out the smoke ring and pretending to be forced for more than 3 seconds, choked and choked The sound turned into laughter.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha, the black iron dwarves will never be slaves...... Isn't it...... Hahaha, one more thing, and you will be kings in the end? ”

Dagran Thorrisson, the king of the Black Iron Dwarves, who couldn't understand what Yeatsang was saying, narrowed his eyes.

Mishan, who calmed down after laughing for a while, said, "If this is your answer, then I can only say that I barely passed." ”

"It's a pity...... The other Black Iron Dwarves, who occupy the other half of the weight, have too low a score. Mishan stood up and made a gesture to get out of here.

"Hmph......" I don't know what force prompted Soreson to stand up, who was suppressed by Greenhill, and he said as he stepped down from the throne step by step:

"I, Dagran Thorrisen, son of Thorrisson, king of the Black Iron Dwarves, lord of Hodmar! I will never pray to others with words for the fate of my clansmen! ”

Under the watchful eye of Misrance, Dagran Thorrison led Princess Moira past the two of them to the door of the throne hall.

Standing at the door of the throne, the lava stone giant guarding the gate bowed his head, as if intending to salute Dagran Thorrisen the Great.

In the next second, the lava golem, which was supposed to be controlled by the lava giant, raised its cannon barrel-like arm at the same time and aimed it at the lava giant.

After a series of explosions, the lava giant's head, with a stunned expression, rolled directly into the throne hall and rolled to Mishan's side.

Staring at the head of the lava stone giant rolling in front of him, Misr asked Greenhill, "Do you remember Dagran Thorrison the Great doing any of these things?" ”

"I don't know, my lord......," Greenhill said, "and when Princess Moira returned to Ironforge as the Black Iron Dwarven Queen, Dargran Thoresen was dead. ”

"No one knows how Dagran Sorison died."

As soon as Greenhill's words fell, the voice of Emperor Thorrison the Great like a roar came into the ears of the two of them:

"Black Iron Dwarves! My compatriots! Once again, we are at the crossroads of fate! ”

"Today! Me, Dagran Sorison! Son of Thorrisson! King of the Black Iron Dwarves! Will make up for the mistakes that my father and I have made! ”

"Today! We will regroup! Take back our freedom from the Fire Demon King who has enslaved us for hundreds of years!! ”

"Today! We will restore our glory as the son of Kazrogus! ”

"For!! Kazmodan !!!! ”（For Kaz'Modan）

In response to Dagran Sorisen's words, there was a cry of liberation that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time: "For Kazmodan!!" ”

This was followed by the sound of the army's preparation, the movement of the war puppets, the firing of muskets, and the roar of artillery.

and the whining of the fire elemental sandwiched between them.

"My lord, what is his answer?" Greenhill asked Misr Shan.

"Out of bounds...... Oh no, it's a perfect score. Mishan said with a smile.