Azeroth Trail of Light

When Dick stepped into the Black Iron Bar again, the bar was much noisier than before. There were a lot of new-faced guys here, full of vitality and chaos at the same time. Dick went from walking into the bar to sitting in the bar owner. As usual, Prager, the reclusive dwarf warlock, brought a glass of flame ale to the paladin.

Of course, this very good warlock did not forget to bring three glasses of fruit wine to the ladies.

"You are finally here, Kanrezad has been waiting for you for several days."

Prager saw two tall tauren beating a drunk orc in the corner of the bar. He snapped his fingers, and the two heavily armed and extremely strong ogre bodyguards put down the large wine glass in his hand and turned towards Walked over to the small chaotic place.

After throwing the two tauren out, Prager grunted in satisfaction and continued.

"Business is very hot these days, but there are always young people. Forget it, let’s not talk about it. Kanrezad is waiting for you in the secret room. That guy is very beautiful recently, but I know that he is thanks to you, so, What good thing, don’t forget to take care of me, Lord Earl."

Dick shrugged, "There will be, I'm afraid you won't dare to take over."

He smiled, waved and threw three gold coins on the bar, and took Jaina, Liadrin and Villinde who had returned from visiting relatives and walked quietly into the aisle of the secret room.

A few minutes later, it was in the same secret room. Kanrezad, who had been cleaned up, was sitting in front of the warm fireplace looking at a thick magic book. The whole person exuded a sense of peace. A man in a waiter’s dress. The dwarf stood beside him, holding a wooden tray in his hand, which contained tequila with ice cubes and some fruits.

When seeing Dick and the others push the door in, the dwarf glanced at them, blood-red eyes exuding undisguised killing intent and cunning.

The moment the Paladin saw the dwarf, his left hand was slightly hot, and Liadrin also subconsciously blocked Jaina's face. Obviously, this dwarf was not as simple as he seemed on the surface.

"Well, Sorrenault, my servant, you can go to rest."

Kanrethad waved his hand, the dwarf silently put down the tray in his hand, then gave Dick a fierce look, turned into a black smoke, and disappeared beside Kanrethad.

The Paladin and several ladies sat opposite the warlock. He put his fingers together, moved slightly in front of him, and asked.

"Is that the one from Silithus?"

Kanrezad squinted his eyes and chuckled, "I have to thank you for your gift, my friend. The process of taming Sorrenor was not smooth. Many of my subordinates died under the claws of the slaughterer. But it's all worth it. A Dreadlord who can control the desire for destruction and has a huge room for promotion, there is no better gift than this!"

The warlock held up his wine glass, his eyes flashed across Dick's left hand, and a touch of fear appeared deep in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Speaking of it, I'm very curious, how did you know the traces of the four of Solenoir? I heard that they had been reclusive in the corner of the world ten thousand years ago, and almost no one knows their true colors."

The Paladin did not answer this question, but started another topic.

"This world is much bigger than you think, my brother. Of course, we can talk about this issue later. I am very happy to see the Black Sickle Council flourishing, and I can provide you with an opportunity now. You have the opportunity to walk in the sun with dignity! Kanrethad, I know you are a discerning person, let’s talk about it, would you like to join Theramore and fight for Princess Kalia?"

The warlock obviously did not expect that Dick would be so straightforward, he moved his body on the chair a little nervously.

"This condition is very attractive to me...but you know, Dick, the warlocks walked in darkness from the beginning. Darkness is our best protective color. Stupid civilians don’t understand our power. It always connects us with the devil, and I doubt that the princess is willing to give up the support of some civilians for us..."

Kanrezad touched his chin, finally shook his head, and said in a regretful tone.

"So, forget it, I don't want to be attacked by other warlocks."

Dick seemed to have expected this answer long ago, but instead of giving up, he said,

"Come on, man, I'm very busy right now. I don't have much time to waste here talking with you. Let's put another way. Would you like to join my subordinates and fight for me? I promise you will get better than Much more now!"

Kanrezad did not speak, but looked at Dick quietly. The Paladin knew that this sly guy was waiting for him to make a price, so his excuses before were nothing more than disgusting that Princess Kalia could give him too little. That's it.

The guys in the dark world are all this virtue, the lord who doesn't see the rabbit or scatter the eagle.

Before the Battle of Quicksand, Dick had already decided to bring the newly-born Black Sickle Council to his side. Although this organization was not a good person in its original history, it could definitely keep itself in the face of the big and the wrong. Ethics is worthy of Dick's hard work.

Fortunately, Dick knew Kanrezad’s biggest weakness.

"I don't want to promise too much empty talk! It doesn't make sense!"

The paladin's body leaned forward slightly, and a purple magic pattern loomed on the back of his hand. It was the emblem of a raven. He stared at Kanrethad, the warlock looked at him, and then he heard Dick say,

"If you can dedicate the loyalty of the Black Scythe Council to me, my friend, you and your best subordinates, you can be qualified to enter Karazhan. As a warlock, I think you know what that means."

Kanrezad’s eyes suddenly became hot. As a crazy chasing force, how could he not know what Karazhan means to legal professionals. It is said that there is a collection of Astral Master Medivh there. All the magic from Azeroth and other worlds!

This alone is enough to drive most spellcasters crazy.

"Not enough! Maybe my subordinates will be willing, but you know, my loyalty is expensive!"

Kanrezad took a deep breath and suppressed his desire. He looked at the Paladin. He knew that he could still get more from this magical Paladin! At least before touching the bottom line of the Paladin, he can get more!

Dick relaxed his body and leaned on the sofa behind him, gently holding the shoulders of Jaina and Liadrin, and looking at the warlock playfully.

"It's really expensive! But it's worth it. Kanrezad, my friend, but if you think about it, you have to pay more if you want more... I can find you the most suitable mentor , That is a powerful spellcaster who was personally blessed by the Dark Titan, but I hope you will not regret what you have lost."

"Finally remind you that if you embark on this road, you will have no choice and no chance to regret it again!"

Hearing the voice of the Paladin containing warning, Kanrezad keenly felt that a path radiating golden light was opened before his eyes. Although he knew that to embark on this path, he would have to pay a lot, even his soul, but Which warlock does not have this kind of consciousness?

Dealing with souls all the year round, they have long regarded their souls as something that can be traded, as long as they can get more!

"Show me! Dick, show me your promise!"

Kanrezad closed his eyes, these words seemed to exhaust all his strength, "Then, then you will get my loyalty! Get the loyalty of the Black Sickle Council!"

Two hours later, when Kanrezad rushed to the Dark Portal with Dick’s letter in his hand, Dick was already sitting in Thaurissan’s palace, and the Dark Iron Emperor held it in his hand. With a tear-like water drop exuding a cold breath, a layer of crushed ice has been sealed on his black palm, which shows the coldness of the water drop.

"With this thing, you can contact those **** water elements?"

Dick nodded, and there were only two people in the tall black palace, he and the Dark Iron Emperor, which showed Thaurissan's sincerity.

"This is the emblem of the Tidehunter’s Hydrasia Legion I got from the element of wind. In these days, in the waters closest to the Burning Plains, preferably on the sea, let you trust your most trusted subordinates. With this, you can contact those water elements, and they will help you prepare to enter the Molten Heart."

The Black Iron Emperor's face was a little dignified. This was natural. He wanted to resist the scourge that had been oppressing the entire race for 300 years, and he was still an elemental prince. The pressure can be imagined.

Dick guessed Thaurissan’s concern, and he coughed slightly.

"The Wind Elemental also agreed. As long as you and your soldiers can find the remains of the Wind Elemental Prince-Wind Chaser Sunderland from the Obsidian Lord Gal and Fire Baron Gardon, they will be after the end of the current war. Immediately attack the Fire Elemental Realm and divert the attention of the Balrog King."

With this assurance, Thaurissan’s face looked much better, but as a conjurer, he knew the virtues of those elemental creatures very well, and asked a little skeptically,

"Are you sure these elements will do it? Those **** elements are moody bastards, if they don't follow this... we too..."

"As long as they can find Sunderland's regret, they will do it! Trust me! Your Majesty."

The Paladin increased his tone, "Sunderland is of great significance to the Sky Wall, and the deep-rooted grievances between the Sky Wall and the Realm of Fire, you almost don't have to worry about it!"

The Dark Iron Emperor touched the cold water droplets, his face uncertain, and after five minutes of silence, Thaurissan took a deep breath.

"Okay! As long as the help of the water element is available, the army of Dark Iron can immediately invade the Molten Heart! Except for the avatar of the Balrog King, the other soft fire demons and elements are not Dark Iron at all. Opponent, 300 years of humiliation in the Dark Iron Kingdom... We have had enough!"

For Thaurissan's words, Dick has no doubt. Dwarves and elves are long-lived races, and their combat power is quite strong. The black iron dwarves are infused with the ability to control magic because of the curse. The combat power will only be stronger. If you really want a big army to fight, Molten Heart Those fire monsters and elements, whether in quantity or quality, are really not enough to see.

However, as a curse infuser, the Dark Iron dwarf can't face Ragnaros, so the final Balrog Lord still has to be dealt with by outsiders like Dick.

Simply now, the Paladin had successfully connected the Balrog King to the last piece of Quicksand Scepter, and he didn't have to worry about finding a powerful helper to encircle the Balrog King's clone.

Even if the avatar of the Balrog King was able to fight again, facing all the epic heroes of Azeroth who were swarming on him, he would kneel in humiliation in the end.

Dick did what he promised Thaurissan. The Dark Iron Emperor was very satisfied and handed a small wooden box to the Paladin. It was the Naaru Crystal-Shadow of the Multi-Leaf as collateral, and Dick also put it in his backpack. The drawing of "Sulfuron's Hammer" was returned to Thaurissan.

Just when Dick thought the transaction had been completed, the Dark Iron Emperor seemed to have performed a magic trick. He took out another box from his storage ring and shook it in front of Dick’s eyes. Thaurissan’s face appeared. The cunning look peculiar to Dark Iron dwarves.

"You have gained my trust, Paladin, are you interested in another deal? Trust me, you will be interested in this little thing."

After finishing talking, without waiting for Dick to speak, the Dark Iron Emperor opened the small wooden box. The next moment, accompanied by the earthy yellow light overflowing, Dick suddenly stood up from his chair, his eyes full of disbelief. look.

What did he see?

The earth-yellow crystal was exactly the same shape as the shadow of the green leaves in his hand, and even the breath it exuded was exactly the same.

That's... That's another Naaru crystal!

(Explanation here: Except for Velen’s Soul Song, the Ember Messenger of the Suspected Bright Time, and the Heart of Wrath in the Dark Temple, the other 4 pieces of Naaru Crystals have been missing, and I can’t search through the information. I found their whereabouts, so I made up the whereabouts of the crystal here. I hope my brothers will understand.