Chapter 438 9. Seal

The war between the elements is furious.

Elemental creatures have a characteristic. No matter how many times their bodies are defeated, they can recover quickly with the surge of elemental power if the core of the body is not destroyed. Generally speaking, the special form of elemental life It is determined that it is difficult for them to obtain real wisdom, but once the elements give birth to wisdom, it means that the difficulty of dealing with them will increase exponentially.

Therefore, in the history of Azeroth, there were very few cases where elemental lords were completely killed. For mortals, it is almost impossible to completely kill an intelligent elemental.

But once there is a war between the elements, it will never die. The four elemental kings have deep-rooted contradictions with each other. In the elemental territory, the war between the four elements has never stopped. Therefore, cutting grass and roots is the cruelty followed by all elemental beings guidelines.

"boom"

In the battle between two powerful elemental creatures, the terrain of the Molten Core has been completely changed, and in the deepest part of the cave, in that scorching magma sea, in the repetition of the huge and angry stone life Krogmaw After beating, the core of the illusion of power left by the Fire Demon King Ragnaros in the material world, a huge flame core as bright as a jewel, was finally broken.

At the moment when the heavy elemental fist shattered the shell of the flame core, all the fire elements wandering in the entire Molten Core let out a tragic wail. They were born because of the power of the Fire Demon King, and with the power of the Fire Demon King lost and quickly dissipated.

Even the scorching and violent magma surrounding every part of the cave gradually became milder with the disappearance of the illusion of the Fire Demon King.

The entire Molten Core fell silent at this moment, until Krogmaw, the victorious rock life, let out his first roar of victory.

Tyrion jumped onto the icy ground, picked up the scattered flame cores and the stones emitting elemental light, put them into the storage ring, and handed them to Dornan who ran over. Then he touched her head and whispered:

"Now, take Crowe out of here and let him rest outside the Burning Plain... We will seal the elemental rift soon, it will be very uncomfortable to stay here."

"Aw!"

As soon as Tyrion finished speaking, a seemingly invisible roar of anger sounded inside the Molten Core. Above the magma in front of their eyes, the space was slowly spreading like broken glass. , is another world outside the Shattered Space.

"Go! Ragnaros' real body wants to come over!"

Tyrion grabbed a few little ones and threw them at the stone man. Krogmore also felt the heat of the pure flame outside the space, the majesty of the elemental monarch of the Star Soul world, which was the same as his ancestor As powerful as Gronde, envy and longing flashed in its huge one-eyed eyes, but under the urging of Tyrion, the stone giant still protected the three children with both hands, and then slowly sank into the ground under.

Earth elementals can travel through the earth, and they travel extremely fast. After Krogmore left, several roaring black iron drilling machines also broke through the ground, carrying flame mages and heavy gold from the Thorium Brotherhood. Wandering shamans for hire can be found in the innermost circle of the Molten Core.

"Quick! Act quickly! Seal it!"

Under the urging of the black iron death knight Hansel Heavy Fist and the great blacksmith, the flame mages held up the three curse codes, and quickly set up a sealed magic circle on the death body of Ragnaros' phantom.

And in the mid-air of the inner ring, the boundary between the material world and the elemental realm is being broken bit by bit, more precisely, it is "melting", like an open ring gate completely composed of burning flames, In the reflection of the fiery mirror, beyond the realm of the elements, the landscape of the Firelands slowly emerged before Tyrion.

It seems to be an island suspended in the chaotic light curtain, where the eyes are full of blazing orange flames, like a burning hell, but the hell is not barren, on the land of flames, erected A pillar of flames like a tree, all kinds of creatures that are completely composed of flames walk through the flames, where there is its own order.

And behind the tallest bridge of flames, there is a palace in the primordial magma sea, and the flames make up its body. The huge flame giant is slowly moving forward, that is the king of fire demons... the real Ragnaros, the elemental lord who rules the realm of fire, one of the world's top powers.

The representative of the flame, the definition of the flame, the flame exists because of it, and it burns blazingly because of it.

It walks on its own land, every step will make the whole fire source world tremble, those firebirds flying in the sky, those beautiful creatures like phoenix are wrapped around it, it is also staring at this world, it Staring at those bastards who dared to challenge the Fire Demon King.

"Roar!"

Another roar came from behind the bigger and bigger flame mirror, and as Ragnaros got closer and closer to the crack in the elemental border, the bodies of those black iron dwarf fire mages began to tremble, enslaving their blood The source of the pain was approaching, and the heavy pressure that had just been driven away returned to their bodies again, making them feel afraid, and they couldn't help but kneel down to the ground.

"boom"

The cursed code stone in the hands of the great blacksmith fell to the ground. He supported his body with the forging hammer, gritted his teeth, and tried hard to persevere, but his trembling and terrified eyes betrayed him.

Tyrion bent down, picked up the stone, and stuffed it into the hands of the big blacksmith. He looked at the terrified black iron dwarf in front of him, and said softly:

"There's still time, don't be afraid...do something! No one can bother you until I fall."

The big blacksmith was trembling and wanted to say something, but in the end, he grabbed the forging hammer and slammed it on his finger fiercely. The extreme pain made him temporarily get rid of the pressure in his blood. He gritted his teeth, He ran quickly to the altar behind him, where the hired shamans had already begun to chant the curse code.

The Thorium Brotherhood has been preparing for this day for too long. After obtaining the curse code, they have been calculating the steps of the seal. This time the curse code will not be abused, but will fulfill its mission when it appeared, sealing the elements activities, and the Dark Iron Dwarves limited this range to a very small one, and exploded the power of the curse code in a small space at once to achieve the purpose of completely sealing and strengthening the cracks in the elemental territory.

They must mend the rift, or their resistance will fail once Ragnaros returns to the Material Plane.

"Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire!"

The Fire Demon King on the other side of the flame mirror also seemed to feel the power of the curse code slowly extending. It roared and raised its left hand. In the interlacing of endless flames, the elemental lord roared and punched the material in front of him. In the world, the flame mirror shattered in an instant, replaced by a flaming fist that fell from the sky.

The temperature from the most primitive Savras fire has exceeded the limit that the material world can bear. At the moment when the flaming fist appeared, the rocks in the entire Molten Core began to melt. The cave that became calm after the phantom of power was cancelled, was once again filled with the power of the violent fire element. Tyrion raised his head, and the flaming fist that fell on his head gave him a feeling of suffocation and about to be ignited.

That was the oppression brought by the world's most advanced power, and it was an angry blow that grasped the essence of power. The Dark Blade King gritted his teeth and held Apocalypse instead. The thick death energy in his body exploded completely at this moment. The entire cave in the inner ring is filled with solid ice. Between the collision of ice and fire, a scattered force rampages in this narrow space, completely crushing several unlucky ghosts in the collision of ice and fire. .

And at the moment when the cold frost was about to be engulfed by the original flame, the mysterious power of the curse code exploded at this moment, like a pair of tyrannical scissors, instantly covering the broken space in the air that continuously transmits power, Ragnaros' unwilling roar echoed wildly in the Molten Core.

"The flames will reignite! You...can't stop me!"

"That sad world will eventually burn!"

"puff"

Like the sound of air bubbles being punctured, the scorching Savras fire lost its master's control and shattered in an instant. The gorgeous flame spots drifted into the air in the inner ring, between the melting earth , Tyrion, leaning on the Apocalypse, stood in the embers of the fire. His face was pale, and the elemental armor on his body showed signs of melting. He was not panting like a living person, but there was something in his icy blue eyes. The gloom, but it can't hide his exhaustion at this time.

Apocalypse sensed the weakness of its master, it began to scream and neigh, and the black thread of power extended from the magic blade, trying to control Tyrion again, but at this moment, a completely melted, only The big ax with the lower handle swept across and threw the magic sword in Tyrion's hand far away. Glokush took a step forward and reached out to support the crumbling Tyrion.

The latter nodded to him, and reached out to take the flagon from Glokush. The flagon was filled with the diluted Dragon King's blood, and Tyrion drank it all in one gulp. In the pungent burning as if being ignited, the power of the dragon's blood began to spread throughout his body, slowly repairing his burnt wounds.

Around them, the black iron dwarves watched this scene quietly. In their memory, this was probably the first time that the omnipotent Tyrion showed such weakness, but when the heavy pressure in his bones was suddenly removed, every one The Dark Iron Dwarves, who felt truly free, did not step forward to disturb the recovery of the Dark Blade King.

They just quietly guarded the surroundings, just like the king's most loyal guards.

Ten minutes later, Tyrion opened his eyes again. He patted the shoulder of Glokush, who was waiting in full force, and walked out of the embers of flames with his wrists, and walked to the side of Apocalypse stuck in the magma. He knelt down and pulled out the sword again, feeling the low humming from the magic blade, he shook his head:

"If you continue to be disobedient, I will throw you into the realm of fire... You have personally experienced the temperature of the original Savras fire. If I think it is necessary, I will mercilessly kill you in the original Reshape you in the fire, erase all your will...do you understand?"

The magic blade hummed lowly, as if expressing his unruly will, Tyrion snorted coldly, put the long sword back into the scabbard, and said in a low voice:

"You can take a gamble, Tianqi, you can take a gamble, I don't know how to enter the realm of fire from the material world, but if you guess wrong, then all consequences are at your own risk!"

Tianqi's Weng Ming's voice became deeper at this moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of Tyrion's mouth. This was the first time in his memory that Tianqi gave in. This may be a good start for him...

Tyrion turned his head and looked at the black iron dwarves behind him. Hansel Heavy Fist exchanged glances with the big blacksmith. In the end, the dwarf death knight who had not been very obedient to Tyrion took a step forward. He took out an ancient scroll from his bag, knelt on the ground on one knee, and lifted the scroll high:

"What is this for, Hansel?"

Instead of reaching for the scroll, Tyrion asked:

"What is this?"

"This is the most precious secret of the Thorium Brotherhood, my lord. A blueprint of a legendary weapon comes from the idea of ​​the original King of the Mountain. We have improved it. Only those who have defeated the King of Fire Demon will be able to obtain it." entitled to it."

Hansel said in a deep voice:

"And you have fulfilled your promise to us, and the Black Iron has gained the freedom it has longed for for hundreds of years...Your Majesty, as long as you are willing, starting today, the Black Iron Clan of Thorium will always follow you!"

"The curse of the Dark Iron Dwarves has not been lifted, Hansel, as long as Ragnaros, the king of fire, exists, your curse will only be temporarily relieved. If you want to be truly free, you must go to the realm of fire. Kill Ragnaros the Firelord for good...but that's for later."

Tyrion stretched out his hand and held the quaint scroll in his hand. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath:

"Move your largest and best iron felt to the Molten Core, a real handed down weapon will be cast here... and you will participate in it, as for this..."

Tyrion glanced at the scroll in his hand, his eyes narrowed:

"If you think it's necessary...then forge it too! As a gift for the hero who truly defeated the Firelord, I believe this will be a truly perfect gift."