Chapter 173

In the secret room of the black iron bar, the paladin and the warlock were sitting on both sides of the Obsidian table. The paladin's face was ordinary, as if the crazy idea of fighting against the black iron, the black stone and the black dragon was not what he said just now. From his unchanged pupil, canrysad could tell that this guy was obviously confident in his reward.

This aroused the Warlock's curiosity. The more difficult the task, the higher the reward. This is almost a theorem. Dick is so confident, that is to say, no matter how difficult the task is, he is absolutely sure that he will promise him when he sees the things in the wooden box.

Canrysad narrowed his eyes, black eyes let Dick some inexplicable cordial, but the warlock Baron next moment stretched out a finger.

"You are really a madman... But I can say in advance that if the payment is not enough, I will not go mad with you!"

Dick didn't speak. He just took back his fingers on the wooden box and made a "please" gesture.

Canrysad inhaled through his nose, then held out his finger and gently picked on the wooden box.

"Pa"

The wooden box opened.

The Warlock's eyes changed from the previous carelessness to a touch of shock and doubt, but there was also a touch of surprise. He obviously recognized the things in the wooden box, and even his body leaning forward on the sofa. However, when he touched the cold metal, his eyes suddenly became introverted, Dick recognized that look.

When he was in the valley of Hyjal, the paladin once had that kind of look, which was in the face of an invincible opponent. Although he was very helpless, frustrated and resentful, he had to fight hard.

After weighing for a long time, Dick even heard the deep and rapid breathing of the paladin. When the paladin was a little impatient, the warlock slapped the wooden box up and held it tightly in his arms.

He closed his eyes and held the whole world, but his face trembled slightly, which showed his inner restlessness.

"What a devil you are

The warlock did not open his eyes, but bit his teeth and squeezed this sentence out of his teeth.

There was no change in the paladin's face. He turned his head to the fire in the fireplace,

"No, I'm a great friend, a trusted comrade in arms, and a fair trader. I said, you'll be willing to pay the price of the whole world in exchange for it."

The warlock touched his heart, and then breathed out a breath. His fingers swung outward, and the two warlocks who followed him turned and walked out. But when they got to normal, their shadows on the ground suddenly moved, like living poisonous snakes, and they strangled their necks fiercely.

The two warlocks were obviously shocked by the attack, but just as they were about to fight back, a roar that Dick was familiar with sounded in the secret room. A thick and dirty shadow arrow flew out of canrysad's hand and hit one warlock's back heart accurately. The other warlock was caught by two yellowish arms sticking out of the void and pulled violently, Tear it in two.

With a cold look, he stretched out his left hand and scratched in the air. Two blank rhombic crystals appeared in his hands, and he threw them on the two corpses. The lavender soul howled and was inhaled by the crystals. The sound of pain was like a prisoner being cut to pieces.

After all this, canrysad sits back on the sofa. In front of Dick and lyadeline, there is a sacred barrier shining with holy light. In a black fog, Willard transforms into a werewolf form. She holds the sharp Luna sickle in her hand. The werewolf girl bares her teeth to the sorcerer who kills without saying a word, but without Dick's permission, Willard has no plans to rush to melee.

Werewolf girl counseled a little, but she was not stupid. Canrysad was already the guy at the top of the high-level Lord. She could be a hero one step away, which was obviously not the opponent she could deal with.

The warlock Baron finished the killing in front of the two high-level paladins. He took out his white handkerchief and wiped it on his clean hands. It seemed that he wanted to wipe away the nonexistent blood.

He looked at Dick and said,

"I have to make a deal with the devil! I hope Philip and TIMA can understand me, and they would do the same thing

Dick waves the light away. He looks at canrysad with interest,

"So, do you agree?"

"Life is precious, but sometimes, for some things, we have to choose to risk our lives."

Canrysad put the wooden box into the black skeleton ring on his finger, lifted the glass in front of him in a relaxed tone, shook the red wine, and said a slang popular in the dark world.

"When you get used to being a wolf, it's hard for you to disguise as a sheep, so I did it!"

He sipped the red wine, probably in a hurry. The red wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, like a vampire full of blood.

"But you have to tell me first what you are going to do!"

The warlock held out his finger and shook it in front of his eyes. "Don't tell me that you intend to completely pacify BlackRock, just as you did in Mount Hyjal. That's impossible! There are too many interests involved here. Even if you bring down the aborigines of Blackstone mountain and the big men of the dark world, you won't sit back and watch this place which has been operated for hundreds of years change hands. "

Dick nodded, and he didn't plan to do it himself. In a few years, some Blackstone orcs will join the new tribe led by Sal, the black iron dwarves will return to the kingdom of dwarves, and behind the black dragon, there are also the exterminators who are hiding in the dark to plot. All three of them have backstage.

"It's necessary to save Princess Bronzebeard!"

Dick said softly, and the warlock nodded with approval, "this can be done! And it's the simplest. "

"Remove the twilight hammer from Blackstone mountain, burning plains and scorching canyons!"

The paladin made a second request, and kanrisad raised his chin helplessly,

"I don't know where those lunatics have offended you, but it's not too difficult. It can be done!"

The paladin still wanted to talk. The warlock reached out a finger and shook it in front of his eyes. He whispered,

"One last request! Even this thing can only be changed to three demands. You have to understand, Dick, even these two demands will lose most of the power of the scythe Council in the southern part of the eastern continent. After all, we are just a new organization. "

Dick shrugged,

"Yes! My last request, I want to drive the black dragon out of here! "

As the paladin's voice dropped, the atmosphere in the room became strange.

After half a sound, the warlock rubbed his teeth and then spread out his hands.

"I really can't do that. You don't know who is controlling everything at the top of Blackstone tower now! Let's just say, even if my black sickle Council and Prag's power are all involved, don't try to interfere with the existence of that one. Dick, I know you won the great devil in Mount Hyjal, but believe me, the existence behind that one is not much weaker than that of the great devil. That's the real great man! "

"Nefarian... Actually, I know better than you who he is!"

The paladin rubbed his hands with regret. He also knew that this requirement was too difficult for canrysad. The son and daughter of Deathwing, the actual controller of the black dragon legion, was really too difficult for the Warlock.

"Well, you can contact someone for me, Windsor. He should still be in storm city now... What's your expression?"

When Dick said this, he noticed the strange look on the magician's face. He stopped and looked at canrysad suspiciously. The latter looked at Dick strangely, hesitated for a few seconds and asked,

"You're not talking about Reginald Windsor, the old marshal who fought two Orc wars and followed Marshal Lothar, are you?"

The paladin nodded. "Yes, that's him! You know him? That's great. "

"No, I mean, Windsor is no longer in Stormwind! In fact, three months ago, when I set out for Mount Hyjal, he was driven out of windstorm city because of political failure. The king announced that he would send Windsor to the burning plain to supervise the Blackstone orcs. In fact, it was already a distribution. For this reason, the difia brotherhood, which had just been suppressed a long time ago, made another scene in the western wilderness, Now the political situation in storm city is very chaotic! "

Canrysad gave Dick a brief introduction to the current situation of storm kingdom. At the end, he pursed his lips,

"Actually, Windsor's luck is bad, but you're lucky. He's here right now!"

"Black iron bar?"

"No, no, no, it's worse than that. The old man is now in the prison of the black iron dwarf. It's said that he will be put into the arena to fight with the beast soon!"

The warlock showed a regretful expression. Facing the shocked Dick, he turned his lips. "Yes, it's the order of Nefarian, the new master of Blackstone tower. It's said that Windsor killed a young dragon in the burning plain, which led to trouble."

"Pa!"

Dick stood up and strode silently out of the chamber of secrets,

"I heard that there is a kind of liquor in the black iron bar that can make people disguise as black iron dwarfs?"

Canrysad followed dick for no reason. Hearing the question, he nodded,

"It's a" treasure "brewed by Prager. Only those who are most familiar with him know it, but it's not surprising that you mysterious guy know it! What, you're going to save that old guy? Don't blame me for not telling you. It's very difficult. Don't underestimate the black iron dwarves. These ghosts are more clever than the copper bearded dwarves

"That's my business."

Dick turned, put his hand on canrysad's shoulder and said to him,

"The third request has changed. Please bring a message to Duke ravenhold. In the future, syndicate will move to Kalimdor to serve the selamo royal family. This is my last reply to the assassin League. Of course, if he thinks that his second rate assassins can kill me, he can also ignore my kindness, as long as he can avoid Ms. Maiev's knife wheel, Or the sharp arrow of general Sylvanas, whatever it is

Canrysad's face changed, and he lowered his voice,

"You are indeed a madman, Dick. You are probably the first one who dares to threaten the dark Duke jorach. I regret working with you!"

Dick rolled his eyes,

"Come on, brother, we can't deal with these Commission loyal assassins without being tough."