Chapter 417 The Most Sincere Contempt for the Lions of Azeroth

"Mr. Mage, the commander said, if you can prove that you are a mage, let you in."

Anyang looked at the group of dwarf warriors in heavy armor, thinking that if he could not prove it, he would have to appreciate the combat effectiveness of the dwarf warriors.

I saw him silently pinching his fingerprints, not even chanting a spell, just one finger.

With a loud bang, the place in front of the castle gate that was not covered by the heavy snow ignited a flame out of thin air. Even though there was nothing on the ground and no combustibles, the fire was still burning out of thin air. The temperature that comes is so real and warm.

The dwarf guard immediately bowed to him and made a gesture of please, but it was a bit funny because of his stubby figure.

"Mage, please, the king and commander are waiting for you at the furnace, but until you prove your identity, we need to be on guard against you."

Anyang nodded to show his understanding, and with the support of a team of soldiers with axes in hand, he walked in through the side door that could only allow one person to pass.

Although it is said to be strictly guarded, it is really impossible for a city as big as Ironforge to prevent birds from flying in. A stranger like him can meet the famous Azera with just a few words. The male lion and the dwarf king also confirm the difference between this world and the ancient Chinese government.

Of course, it is also possible that this world is not an ordinary world at all. Both Magni and Lothar believe that they are powerful and are not afraid of assassination, and there are many people who have supernatural power in this world. The mages who made major discoveries, Anyang also has the qualifications to see them.

The interior of Ironforge is very huge, a proper underground city, but it is more like a military town or an industrial base than a town where ordinary residents live or the capital of a kingdom. I don't know if it was because of the special route Anyang took. Along the way, there were dwarves and dwarf warriors walking around in armor, stoves radiating blazing temperature, and dwarf craftsmen who were beating with hammers.

The temperature inside Ironforge was much higher than outside.

Escorted by a group of dwarven warriors, he was particularly conspicuous in his white robe, so he put on a hood to cover his face.

Well, this is also an action that imitates the habit of the mysterious mage.

All the way through various floating corridor suspension bridges, the ground is almost made of metal, and the bottom is full of stoves, of various shapes and sizes. The light from the flames and the red-hot molten iron illuminated the city in the center of the snow-capped mountains, giving people the feeling of walking in a volcano. The clanging sound was endless, and sparks popped out from time to time, as if suddenly returning to the boiler room in the hot summer.

Finally, he saw the iconic melting pot, as well as the king of dwarves and Lothar standing beside him.

The dwarf soldiers escorted him: "We brought him, he is indeed a mage."

Magni Bronzebeard glanced at Anyang, turned his head to them, and said in a calm voice, "You are on the side."

The dwarf warriors immediately bowed respectfully, and then dispersed to the side to wait.

Obviously, facing this mage who claimed to be from another world, they were more cautious than facing ordinary people.

Anyang narrowed his eyes, looked past them, and looked at the melting pot behind them. A sense of familiarity came over him. If he remembered correctly, both in the movie and in the background of the game, Lothar received it here. Emergency information on the orc invasion.

Also, the melting pot in the game and the movie is almost identical!

Anyang remembered for a while before meeting the eyes of the Dwarf King and Lothar, but after only a moment of contact, he began to look at them.

Magni Bronzebeard wears a big bald head, and his face is a little old. He has a fiery red beard on his face. He is not tall, but he is very strong. He wears leather armor and cloth on the inside. Dragon scale armor with bronze luster, there are many bronze decorations on the beard, probably because this world is different from the national conditions of ancient China, as the king of dwarves, he does not have such a gorgeous dress, only a suit of armor that looks very good quality .

Lothar looks like an uncle with a bit of vicissitudes of life. The skin on his face is relatively rough, but his facial features are very rigid, and his blue eyes are piercing. His dress is simpler and more casual than the dwarf king. He is dressed in gray linen clothes, which does not seem to be of very good quality. In ancient China, it was the level of rural areas. Except for leather boots and a more atmospheric belt, his forearm wraps his sleeves. Apart from his gauntlets, he didn't even wear armor.

Anyang Muran, the two protagonists of this movie, the man and the beast, have seen them all.

Lothar also looked at him, his eyes scrutinized, and said, "Mage?"

Anyang nodded in acknowledgement, and then asked back, "Commander, His Majesty the Dwarf King?"

Lothar stared at him and frowned, strode forward a few steps, and said, "I heard you came to find me? Besides, what else did you find..."

"Yes, when I traveled in the Westfall, I foresaw the power from another world, which was related to Sargeras and the Burning Legion, they tried to invade Azeroth, so I climbed the Redridge Mountains and went to the Black Marsh, Saw that army of orcs."

"Sargras! ... Orcs?"

"Yes, a very large orc warband, enough to destroy your king."

Lothar frowned and had to admit that he was moved when he heard the Burning Legion and Sargeras, but this was still too absurd. How could an army from other worlds hide from the Guardians? Coming to Azeroth?

"Mage from afar, are you joking?"

"You can choose not to trust, but that orc warband is traversing the Redridge Mountains and will soon reach the Westfall, when they will destroy all the villages they see and take all the humans captive, if I If their estimates are correct, within three days, the frontier military positions of Stormwind City will be destroyed by them, and when the military intelligence is sent here, they have already stepped into Elwynn Forest!"

The dwarf king stared into Anyang's eyes and said, "Mage, you seem to know too much."

Anyang nodded: "Yes, I have the ability to predict, you can also call me a prophet."

Lothar continued: "This is ridiculous!"

I don't know if he was talking about the orc invasion that Anyang said, or Anyang's identity as a prophet.

Anyang sneered and asked: "Great Commander, do you have to wait until the military information is sent to Ironforge, after the garrison of Stormwind City's forward position is attacked, the civilians in the Westfall and Elwynn Forest, including the Redridge Mountains, are attacked. A small number of residents were all captured by orcs, do you believe it?"

Lothar's expression suddenly became solemn.

Anyang said again: "You should be responsible to your people and troops!"

Lothar stood silent for a while before asking, "How many are they and where are they from?"

Anyang replied: "There are a lot of them, and they are very strong. They are from the world of Draenor. If you want to hear more, we can chat slowly on the road."

Lothar was silent again, turned to look at the dwarf king, and said, "It seems that I have to leave early. Whether it's true or not, I have to take a look!"

"Going to see is also responsible for your people, but I hope he is lying, otherwise it will be a disaster." The dwarf king said, and waved to his subordinates again, "Big man, I have I want to show you something, I think you will be interested."

Lothar asked, "What?"

Anyang was the first to answer: "I guess it's a musket, a miracle in the history of machinery, well, at least he thinks so."

The dwarf king was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned a little bad, and said, "I have an ominous feeling that he is right!"

Lothar's expression also became solemn.

The dwarf king added: "But I don't think so. This is a miracle in the history of machinery, and I think it may even change warfare."

Anyang's mouth twitched, but he didn't speak.

If your guns are miracles, what are my individual energy cannons, ion shoulder cannons, electromagnetic rifles, energy rapid-fire cannons, electromagnetic sniper rifles, various types of missiles, repulsion cannons, and laser launchers? A miracle in the history of machinery?

The dwarf king saw his disdain, but didn't say anything. He believed in the forging ability of his own people and the power of the musket. He felt that as long as he took out the musket, he would surely make this mage from afar drop his jaw. , and put away that rude, stupid disdain.

Soon, an exquisite small box was brought up.

The dwarf king walked over calmly and slowly opened it, revealing a large-caliber musket, with a dozen metal projectiles not much smaller than an egg placed next to it. The metal body of the musket is very beautiful with the craftsmanship of the steam age, and its curves Also graceful and sleek, but exaggerated in size.

As he expected, Lothar was very happy. Although he did not change his face, he was happy to see the hunter, and he kept aiming and playing with this musket.

However, when he set his eyes on Anyang, he was disappointed again.

To be honest, this single-shot old-fashioned musket is nothing to surprise him except that its huge caliber can make Anyang move, and its impressive shape can make Anyang cast his eyes. Not as good as a large-caliber revolver, the kind propelled by gunpowder.

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On Dan Morrow Mountain, Ironforge is exposed at the top of the castle building outside, and a huge griffin is standing proudly. It has a majestic body larger than a lion, and the tail of a lion has the head of a eagle. And it is very huge, and the fierce momentum is blowing.

Lothar walked up quickly, took the reins of the griffin, and stepped on it with a light leap, sitting on the very ornately made saddle, tilting his head to look at Anyang: "You are not going to be with me. Go? Travelling to the mage."

Anyang smiled and asked: "How do you think I got here from the black swamp?"

As soon as he finished speaking, layers of silver-white metal armor emerged from his back, spreading forward as quickly as mercury, and the nano-molecules began to reorganize, turning into a complete armor in a very sci-fi aesthetic way, including all the high-tech inside. Equipment and weapons, covering his entire body.

At this time, it was no longer the mage in the white robe standing there, but a humanoid armor covered by silver-white metal. The streamlined and powerful curves made him look powerful and beautiful. A completely different power aesthetic from this world's reloaded knights.

"The shape is really good!"

The Dwarf King exclaimed behind his back, but was not too surprised.

Anyang walked straight to the edge of the castle. The alloy armor stepped on the ground and made a dull sound. He stuck his head out and looked at the snow and snow in front of him, as well as the ground at least 100 meters away from the battlement. He flew up slowly.

He turned around: "Lothar, aren't you ready to go?"

Only then did Lothar come back to his senses, looking up and down in surprise at him suspended in the air, and immediately pulled the reins.

Boo!

A sharp eagle chirped cut through the snow, and it seemed that the snowflakes all over the sky had stopped.

This behemoth soared into the sky with just a kick on the ground, flapping its huge wings and carrying Lothar into the distance.

Anyang pouted, looked back at the dwarf king, the propeller accelerated a little, he easily caught up, and even rushed past the griffin with a whistling sound, expressing the most sincere contempt for this Azeroth lion .

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