"Crazy, everyone is crazy, everything is messed up."

The red-clothed fire holder in a fiery red robe knelt before the eyes of the Black Iron Emperor Sorison. His whole body was trembling. Whether it was because of fear or anger, these red-clothed fire holders were the most trusted servants of Emperor Sorison. They were ordered to defend the Throne Hall, and at the necessary moments, they would give everything to their emperor, even their lives.

"The sudden plague caused us to lose contact with the military camp. The civilians were in a panic. The Seyin Brotherhood also blatantly set up an evacuation point in the Black Iron Bar. Your Majesty, this is a long-planned rebellion. The order within the entire city has collapsed. You must leave!"

The Black Iron Nobles gathered in the Throne Hall, and they were a little anxious. This was normal. This attack was not as clear as when fighting with orcs in the past. It was like a dagger in the darkness pierced into the back of the heart. Before they could react, two-thirds of the defense of Dark Furnace City had been completely disintegrated.

How can the invisible opponents use death and fear as weapons to incorporate the entire underground city into their own shadow?

The loyal fire holders gave the emperor who sat in the throne of flame shadows a set of civilian clothes, but the next moment, the black iron emperor with a ruby ​​crown snatched the clothes and threw them on the ground.

"You let me escape from my city?"

Sorison stood up from the throne, and the black iron emperor in a gorgeous robe looked like a furious lion:

"You asked me to abandon the throne and run away? In your eyes, is your emperor such a coward? Answer me!"

The emperor's roar made the Black Iron nobles unable to answer, but this is the character of the Sorison family. The more difficult and desperate it is, the more aroused their fighting spirit. More than 200 years ago, facing the coalition forces of the bronze beard and the wild hammer that were facing the army, Prince Old Sorison, the previous generation of Black Iron rulers, would rather summon monsters from another world to destroy everything than bow to the enemy.

Now, the young Emperor Sorison also faced the same choice as his father, but this time his choice was even more painful. It took only a few hours since the war started, and the Black Iron Dwarfs suffered the shame of failure. The most important thing is that even now, no one knows who their opponent is.

It's like fighting a ghost!

"Let the Fire Warlocks set up defense lines in the Knowledge Hall! Let Agmanchi activate all the useful golems!"

Sorison stood in front of the throne, and his eyes were like flames shining with a ray of death: "Dark Furnace City belongs to the Black Iron Clan, and no one wants to take it away! There is a powerful magic barrier in the Hall of the Seven Sages, and the plague cannot pass there. Listen, cowards!"

The emperor's voice fluttered throughout the Throne Hall:

"We haven't lost yet! Don't forget the power behind us! As long as it is there, no one can defeat Black Iron! Now... do what you should do! I won't go anywhere, I'm just waiting for them here! Waiting for those invaders."

Sorison's speech has confirmed that the emperor's will cannot be changed again. Although Sorison's rule over Dark Furnace City is full of oppression and violence, and the Black Iron Dwarf also complains about this cruel emperor, at a critical moment, you must admit that having such a tough ruler can indeed make people feel much more at ease.

Amid the emperor's roar, all the nobles and the Black Iron Knights hurriedly left the Throne Hall. They wanted to summon everyone who could still move to build the last line of defense for His Majesty the Emperor.

After everyone left, Emperor Sorison sat back on the throne. On the stone pillars on both sides of the throne, the beating fire reflected his black face in the shadow. The emperor looked at his most trusted servant and said in a deep voice:

"You go and find Ambassador Fryas and tell the arrogant fire demon that the black iron needs the power of the King of Flame Demons! Immediately... Immediately!"

"As for your order, your Majesty!"

The red-clothed fire holder hurriedly took the order, and after only Emperor Daglan Sorison was left in the throne hall, a hint of hesitation flashed across the face of the resolute black iron emperor. Finally, he turned around and quietly opened a secret room behind the throne and walked into it.

"Dagran, is it you?"

A soft voice sounded in the darkness, and as the Black Iron Emperor turned on the lights in the secret room, a female dwarf in a long yellow dress with long golden hair and a beautiful face appeared in front of him. Judging from her yellow skin, she was a bronze bearded dwarf, the real mortal enemy of the Black Iron Dwarf.

"My Moaila is me."

Emperor Sorison, who has always appeared in the image of cruelty and iron blood, looked very gentle when facing this female dwarf. There was also a touch of unconcealed love in his eyes that were beating like flames. He walked towards the weak female dwarf. He stroked her hair and said softly:

"The situation is bad. I can't take the risk of keeping you here. I will ask you to send you out of Dark Furnace City and go back to your father's place..."

When the female dwarf heard this farewell sound, she immediately grabbed Sorison's hand nervously, and asked in a low voice:

"Don't you go with me? Daglan."

"I can't leave, Moaila, this is my city, this is my kingdom. When the enemy provoked, the men of the Sorisen family could not leave everything and leave, but dying at the hands of the enemy did not make me feel fear. What really made me feel fear was the difference with you."

The Black Iron Dwarf Emperor hugged his lover and said softly:

"The blood barrier prevents you from becoming my queen, damn it! Just give me another 2 years, I can settle those stubborn nobles and bring you the queen's crown... Damn, maybe I can't fulfill my promise to you, but Moaila, in my heart, you will always be the queen of the Black Iron Dwarf. If I unfortunately die in battle... Our son is the next emperor of Black Iron!"

Moèra Bronzebeard is not an ordinary female dwarf. She is the rebellious daughter of the bronze beard king Magni. Bronzebeard. She longs for freedom and runs away from home alone. The process of her acquaintance and love between the Black Iron Emperor Daglan Sorison is another story.

In short, Moaila has experienced the battlefield and she is very aware of the fighting will of the dwarf royals. She has seen this will to fight to the death in her father and uncle. Now, it is her turn to set foot on the battlefield.

She felt his anger and indomitableness in Daglan's tone, so she wiped away her tears and placed Daglan's hand on her abdomen, and she whispered:

"I am the daughter of bronze beards. The blood of the bronze beard family flows in my body. Our son will have a mixture of bronze beards and the noblest blood of black iron. He will not only be the emperor of black iron, but my Daglan, he will become the emperor of all dwarves! I swear... Go and fight, my husband, I will pray for you in the distance."

"I know, I can hear it."

The Black Iron Emperor gritted his teeth and draped a strange cloak on Mo'era. After the cloak was tied tightly, Mo'era's figure slowly disappeared in front of him. He watched his wife leaving the secret room under the escort of the most loyal Black Iron Royal Knight. He reached out to wipe the tears at the corners of his eyes, then turned around and held the weapons he passed on from the Black Iron Dwarf Emperor.

The heavy, most perfectly shaped one-handed warhammer with countless runes engraved...opposite.

Sorison walked out of the secret room, like his father, sitting upright on the throne, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy. After more than ten minutes, a huge noise sounded outside the throne hall accompanied by a scream of horror and a loud noise of golem collapse. The heavy door slowly opened under the influence of unknown force.

The King of the Dark Blade, holding the magic sword Apocalypse, walked into the Throne Hall, leaving behind him one footprint after another frozen ground. The Blood Lord followed behind him, absorbing the blood of dozens of people and turned into a blood snake wrapped around Mela's blood-red robe. As his will swayed, the Blood Snake was also dancing.

Terion stopped in front of Emperor Sorison, while Mela raised his hand and threw a snake-like head at the emperor's feet. He was the loyal servant of the King of Flame Demon and the master sent by the King of Flame Demon to Dark Furnace City.

A strange fire monster, like a soft creature like Naga, but these fire monsters live in magma.

"You have no backup, Daglan Sorison."

Terion put the Apocalypse Demon Blade wrapped in dark red lightning in his hand. The demon blade that had transformed twice felt the battle that was about to begin, but the tricky demon blade that had been fed was not happy because it was about to swallow its soul. Perhaps in its opinion, the soul of the powerful Black Iron Emperor in front of him was no longer enough to make it feel expectant.

"Your city belongs to me."

The King of the Dark Blade said: "I'm sorry I didn't show up at the beginning of the war, but now I'm here and standing on your territory. Don't you want to say anything to me?"

"I've never seen you!"

Emperor Sorison stood up from the throne, and the young black iron dwarf held the warhammer in his hand tightly. A substantial flame was pounding on the surface of the cold warhammer. He stared at Terion and said in a deep voice:

"The Black Iron Dwarf has never had a grudge against you! Why attack us?"

This question left Tyreon silent for a moment. Finally, the King of the Dark Blade raised his head and looked at Sorison, and he replied:

"I also want to find a high-sounding reason for this war, such as hatred, conquest, and... simple massacre, but I realized that this may not be the answer you want, so I just said it, I have never been hostile to the Black Iron Dwarf, I have never been hostile to any race in this world, and in my opinion, you are all the same."

"bass"

The magic sword was lifted up, and the blade curved like the moon pointed at Emperor Sorison in front of him. A cold voice brushed over the cold blade, as if a silent music was played.

"You will eventually be cleared, just sooner or later, unfortunately, the Black Iron Dwarfs are ranked first. Don't think I'm a lunatic, the Black Iron Emperor, I'm just fulfilling the responsibilities that must be taken on by someone. If you want to fight with battle, let's end it quickly. I don't actually like fighting."

Terion narrowed his eyes and said softly:

“Because I don’t enjoy cruelty.”

"madman!"

When Emperor Sorison heard this illogical answer, he felt that it was a provocation. The howling flames burned on Sorison's body, making him look like a ball of fresh flames, and the temperature of the entire Throne Hall was rapidly increasing.

The king of the Black Iron Dwarf is not only a powerful warrior, he is also an outstanding flame warrior. It is the special ability given by the Black Iron Dwarf after being enslaved by the Fire Demon King and was extremely flame affinity.

"Poisoned fragments!"

The roaring and burning flames rolled out like a bomb in the roar of Sorison, surging out in all directions. At the center of the sea of ​​flames, Sorison held the warhammer in his left hand and his right hand separated. A ball of lava fireballs concentrated to the extreme gathered in his palm. He rushed towards Terion with a fierce momentum, and Mela stood aside, watching the scene, without any intention of stepping forward to help.

"Clang"

The power of the weapon collision made the Black Iron Emperor's unparalleled charge forcibly interrupted. The sudden gathering of flames hit Terion's cheek with the roar of Sorison, accompanied by the fireball in his right hand. The flames were wrapped around his right arm, looking like a giant arm made of flames. The flames at the center had turned white, which was the deadly temperature that could melt steel.

"puff"

But when the flame touched Terion's cheek, it made an extinguishing sound as if it had thrown a fireball into the water. The Black Iron Emperor's eyes widened at this moment. At the moment when the flames dissipated, he saw Terion's face. Under the bare blue iron ring crown above his head, a thick layer of ice covered Terion's face. The ice that had extinguished the flames faintly formed a skeleton's face.

And the next moment, the skeleton face turned into a cold mist and dissipated. Terion's calm eyes fell on Emperor Sorison's face again. His left hand holding the sword waved outward. With the blessing of the dragon's power, Sorison was thrown hard towards the ground behind like a fallen leaf in the wind. He was spinning and smashed onto the ground in the air.

He was still holding the black iron warhammer tightly in his hand, but the moment he came to his senses, there were black wings like phantoms in his eyes. The figure of Terion, who was standing in the spot, had disappeared. When it appeared again, the cold moon-shaped blade pierced into his heart from the front. The Black Iron Emperor was lifted up by the blade and picked in the air. He could even feel the buzzing of the blade, but he still gritted his teeth and stared at the opponent in front of him with the most hated eyes.

It seemed to be cursing him with the last power.

The King of the Dark Blade frowned, feeling the faint resistance from the Demon Blade Apocalypse. After a moment, he looked at Sorison with some pity:

"Sorry, I wanted to give you a warrior-like ending, but Apocalypse obviously thinks you still... lack something."
Chapter completed!