"It's up to you?"

"War puppets, crush them to minced meat!"

"Understood!"

"Attack!"

With Fornos Darkville's order, five of the ten war puppets behind him suddenly lit up their eyes, and then rushed towards Scott and the others, while the other five suddenly retracted their arms, turned into thick cannon barrels, and suddenly sprayed red cluster flames!

"It's a mimic of the Obsidian Sentinels and the Ancient Golem Guards?"

The battle mode of the war golem in front of him makes Scott feel very familiar, this is clearly the combat mode of the obsidian sentry and the ancient stone giant guard used for guarding and patrolling in the Uldaman Titan Ruins, but relatively speaking, the materials used by the war golem are much inferior, and the internal power has also been changed from the Aujin energy core to some dwarven self-made power.

At the same time, Scott remembered that the excavation work of Uldaman was carried out under the auspices of the Prince of the Black Iron Dwarf, Thorrison, and that the archaeological captain Durrin, who accompanied Scott into the Uldaman excavation site at that time, was even a member of the Twilight Brotherhood, the upper organization of the Twilight Hammer.

One level further, Scott suddenly remembered that in his space backpack there was also the Titan treasure that Adaman and Elonnaya had sworn to protect by Uldaman's two secondary Titan Wardens, the golden-colored platinum disc!

Naturally Fernos Darkwell would not have thought that Scott would think so much at this moment, he only knew that as long as the war puppets rushed closer, they could use the solid rock fist that coexisted with black iron ore to smash the enemy to pieces!

However, this is not possible.

Even if Scott didn't say anything, it didn't mean that the other members of the five-person team were willing to create such a passive situation.

"Rain of Fire!"

"Ice Storm!"

Without talking, just glancing at each other, Lotos and Okosol waved their staff in agreement, and then the blazing flames and biting cold wind raged in the small space, firmly restraining the footsteps of the advancing five-headed war golem. At the same time, the spilling of blazing flames caused the solid rocks to begin to melt into magma.

Heroic throw!

Kidney Punch!

Lock your throat!

Behind Scott, the werewolf prince leaped to his feet, darted across the wall, and slammed a never-before-seen kidney blow into the waist of one of the five other long-range war golems behind Vernos Darkville.

Although these war puppets did not **, the power of the kidney blow was extremely penetrating, and it actually passed through the thick rock shell, shattering a large part of the internal structure of the war puppet, and immediately this war puppet's arms suddenly drooped, but it lost the ability to fight.

In the same way, Scott picked up the iron block from the ground that had melted and solidified again, and with the power of his combat skills, smashed it into the chest of a ranged war golem, rendering it infunctional.

And among the three, these murderous ones are still Gao Rosh!

He actually rushed through the double heaven of ice and fire where Okosor and Lotos attacked, and ripped off the head of a long-range war puppet with incomparable brutality, causing dozens of lines connecting the head and body to continue to leak brilliant sparks!

"Next, it's you!"

"This... It can't be!"

"This is the Titan's technical !!"

It's just a face, the five melee war puppets are controlled and will fall sooner or later, three of the five long-range war puppets are destroyed, and the other two are still attacking, but they can't hit any of the five-person squad, which makes Fornos Darkville, who was originally full of confidence, feel unacceptable, and he even roared hysterically!

"Shut it up!"

The Werewolf Prince and Gao Rosh wiped out the other two long-range war golems, and half of the bodies of the other five melee war golems had been melted by the rain of flames, while the other half of their bodies had produced countless tiny cracks under the combined action of the rain of fire and ice, which could collapse at any time.

At the same time as Furnos Darkville roared, Scott's fist had already slammed into Furnos Darkville's abdomen, holding his voice in his throat.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem——!"

There was a violent cough, mixed with a little bit of blood, even if Scott controlled his power perfectly, but Fnos Darkville was just an ordinary black iron dwarf, and he didn't even have the strength of the war rank, even if Scott's power only had a trace of penetration, it was enough to cause him great damage.

"There's an old man of the Black Iron Dwarve, who has entrusted us with getting rid of you in a convenient way!"

"So, if you have any last words, say it!"

"Don't, don't... Kill me ... ”

"I am the chief craftsman of the Black Iron Dwarves, and I can give you whatever you want... ”

Fornos Darkwell's words were frightened and paused at first, but then they became more and more fluent, and he was even able to straighten up and face Scott and the others, just as the title of Chief Craftsman of the Black Iron Dwarves gave him absolute power.

"No need, you can give it, we have it. ”

"And what we want, you can't give it!"

Since the death of Frank Ron Cast Iron and the disappearance of the Hammer of Iron Guts, the Chief Craftsman of the Black Iron Dwarves has retired from the leadership of the Black Iron Dwarves, and has even been pushed to the very edge, even the right to use the Black Iron Felt Belt to make weapons and parts.

And the ghost of Frank Ron Cast Iron has made a high bargaining chip to get rid of Fornos Darkville, a mountain heart and the friendship of the Black Iron Dwarves, which is definitely a price that Furnos Darkville can't afford.

So, Scott just sneered and shook his head, then shook his fist again!

Fatal blow!

The power was perfectly controlled, and the most powerful lethal blow passed through Fornos Darkville's body, shattering all the internal organs in his body, but there was not a single scar on the surface, not even the slightest fold in his clothing.

But Fornos Darkville's body was limp like mud, and he collapsed into the equally broken pieces of the war puppet, never to move.

"You have fulfilled your promise!"

"Now, it's time to take revenge on you!"

At the moment of Fernos Darkville's death, the ghost of Frank Ron Cast Iron sighed and emerged from behind Scott, without the ability of Ethandios, Scott and the others did not realize that the old dwarf had been by their side all along.

And with the sigh of the old black iron dwarf, the heart of the mountain and the hammer of iron guts actually emerged from Scott's space backpack and slowly floated towards the old black iron dwarf.

Eventually, the Iron Hammer was held in the hands of the old black iron dwarf, while the heart of the mountain floated in the air, suddenly emitting five brilliant rays of light to envelop the five people, and when the light dissipated, the five black iron dwarves appeared in place.

"This is the blessing of the Heart of the Mountains!"

"In the eyes of the Black Iron Dwarves, you are a member of the Black Iron Dwarves, and in the eyes of the other races, you are still what you are!"

"Now, the hammer of iron guts is returned to its rightful owner, thank you, mighty adventurers!"

。。。。。。

"Hey, what do you want?"

A succubus swayed gracefully past the wine table, and the faint fragrance of its body almost swept away the souls of some of the black iron dwarves, but this did not include the five-person squad.

At this moment, the five people who had turned into black iron dwarves were sitting in a bar enjoying the special black iron spirits made by this Dark Furnace City. It's hard to imagine that there can be such a huge bar in the city of Darkhearth, where hundreds of customers are occupying tables and chairs at the moment and drinking frantically, venting, and what is even more unbelievable is that the owner of such a bar is not a black iron dwarf, but a dwarf, a leper dwarf named Prager!

Since the fall of Nomorigan, Prager has come to the Blackstone Abyss to start a new life, he opened this bar called Black Iron in Darkhearth, the same name as the Black Iron Dwarf tribe, and used his ability as a warlock who deals with demons to summon a large number of succubi as bar attendants, and even a Black Iron Dwarf has a pure relationship with a succubus with a super friendship.

Now, Prager prides himself on being the owner of the Black Iron Bar, keeping the regulars close and familiar with each other's names, while also making sure that the glasses are always full of wine!

"Hey, these friends are a little faceless, just came to the Black Iron Bar, right?"

"Come on, come on, have this drink, let's exchange friendship!"

Naturally, the five faces of Scott's team were spotted by Prager as soon as they entered the Black Iron Bar, holding his large mug, his green skin covered in tiny tumors, and his pale pupils with a smile in them.

The five people who attacked Nomorigen know where it came from, but in fact, this plague is not fatal, the terrible thing is that this plague will only infect the gnomes, and at the same time, the worldview and outlook of the infected gnomes will change drastically, in layman's terms, it is 100% crazy!

However, Prager, who had been dealing with the devil all year round, may be abnormal in his own right, but the change of the plague has made him normal, which is why he is so hospitable!

And Scott and the others also smiled and picked up their wine glasses and drank them all.

From the moment they infiltrated the Black Stone Abyss and rushed into the Dark Furnace City, they thought that the mission they were going to carry out was to die for a lifetime, and they never thought that just by helping the soul of the old Black Iron Dwarf recover the Iron Hammer and kill someone, they would be able to drink and have fun with the Black Iron Dwarves in the bars of the Dark Furnace City without impunity.

This rare time allowed Scott to indulge and vent to his heart's content.

"Next, let's welcome Azeroth's most famous band, the Minotaur Chieftains!"

"Boom ——!"

A huge roar of machinery rang out, and in the middle of the bar, in a specialized cubicle, a huge drilling rig poked its head out of the ground, and then the Minotaur Chieftain Band, led by Chief Rappi, stood on the stage in the middle of the bar, waving their palms.

"Below, let's enjoy the Minotaur Chieftain Band bringing their latest title song, Poerofthehorde!

The deafening drumsticks beat to a roaring rhythm, stringed instruments and stirring movements, and hundreds of black iron dwarves put down their glasses to the music and dance wildly to the beat!

Music knows no boundaries, and Scott and others are equally immersed in it!

“storm，earthandfire，heedmycall。。。。 ”

“iamthesonoftheindandrain”

“。。。。。。 ”

“ifidieuponthisday，inbattleiillfall...”

“hearmebrothers，gathe**ptheolvestobattleeillride.”

“。。。。。。 ”

“thepoerofthehorde-------!!!!”

After the shocking song, the Minotaur Chieftain Band drank a large glass of spirits and walked away, and a large number of black iron dwarves also released all their strength, and sat down limply at their own drinking table, recovering their state.

Scott and the others drank the liquor in the cup in one gulp, rested, and prepared to go deeper into Darkforge City.

However, when they stood up, a bar regular, who was the same skin color as Prager, stood at the table of Scott and the others.

"Hey, brothers, I've been paying attention to you for a long time. ”

"My name is Skubigt Rebri, would you be interested in making a lot of money with me?"

Standing in front of Scott and the others is a goblin, a goblin who has taken refuge in the Black Iron Bar, in fact, he has a bad habit of borrowing money from place to place and then plotting scams that will make him rich overnight.

After deceiving his family and friends and finding nothing, Skubigt Rebry turned his mind on the head of the Goblin Trade Prince and the wealthy Rivigaz, eventually causing him to stay in the Black Iron Bar and not go anywhere.

Because as soon as he appears on the ground, it means that a large bounty is at his fingertips!

And at this moment, Skubigt Rebel appeared in front of Scott and others, precisely because Scott and others were fresh faces, so he felt that his opportunity had come again!

"Of course I am!"

"Tell me about it!"

The five-person team approached and pretended to be very interested, although they didn't stay in Darkfurnace City for long, but it was still possible to try the daily life of the Black Iron Dwarves.

"No, do you see it!"

"This is Rembri's space backpack!"

"This is my exclusive invention!"

"Don't look at him as a small one, but he can carry infinite goods without carrying weight!"

"Recently, too many experiments have exhausted my money, so I can't bear to sell it, you only need to provide a little manufacturing fund, and I will share fifty percent of the profits with you!"

If what Skubigt Rebri said was true, it was a good deal, as the Space Backpack was a luxury item that only a few nobles and powerful could possess wherever they were in Azeroth.

But, with only a slight sensation, Lossos shook his head behind Scott and shook his head at the others.

The Space Backpack is real, but it's not as large as Scubigt Rebry suggests, and at best it's the size of a Space Bag made by Stormwind's master tailors, with only enough space to hold a small number of items. (To be continued.) )

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