Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1564 197. Eighty Sledgehammers, Forty Small Hammers

At the moment when Blake put away the Tide Stone and landed, the violent storm in the sky, the dark clouds and lightning dissipated at this moment, and the night returned to its previous gloom and darkness within a few seconds, as if everything just now had never been. happened before.

   But the wet ground and the wreckage of the walls and structures destroyed by the storm and thunder meant that everything just now was not a dream.

  The world-renowned stinky pirate Blake Shaw rode the storm to rescue the Three Hammers dwarves who challenged the high-level Titan guardians and put themselves in danger.

cool!

   This is definitely a story that kids will love a lot.

  Maybe I have to ask Little Xingxing for a little touch up to make it more exciting.

  “哐”

Blake winked at the black horn beside him, and the antler ox loosened the shackles of Khaz'goroth's Hammer, and as the hand of the rock that bound the King of the Flame Giants broke apart, the flames that were extinguished seemed like An obsidian-like frail giant fell to the ground.

   Its jewel-like eyes look at everything around it in a "wake-up" way, and the constructs it has forged for destruction every day and night in the past have made Ignis very painful.

   Everything it did in the time it was controlled by Yogg-Saron was vividly remembered, all of which made the giant feel a heavy sin.

  The power bestowed upon it by the Forge Khaz'goroth was for creation, but it was used for unforgivable destruction.

   Especially at the end of the war that ended the Age of Mythology, he was driven by anger and swept almost the entire Storm Peaks with the Scourge of Fire.

   Countless titans died under their hammer.

what.

   The unforgivable sin.

   "Can we trust it?"

  The three-hammered dwarves who saw the giant fall to the ground and were beaten badly but finally relied on foreign aid to win were very cautious not to approach, they held their weapons and whispered to each other.

   How dangerous this flame giant is. It is clear to them how they feel. Maybe killing it while it is weak is a good choice now?

   "What cold-blooded **** you dwarves are! Didn't you see that the poor giant of destruction was awake?"

  Blake complained loudly:

   "It's a distant relative to you! Are you still thinking of cutting off its head and taking it back to your city to show off? God, you're a bunch of **** butchers!

   It's not enough to win the victory, do you have to take its ill-fated life? "

   "Did you make it like this?"

  The Bronzebeard King Magni, whose beautiful beard was burnt out, looked at his destroyed king's tomahawk and warhammer, and said with a distressed expression:

   "You are the bad guy, and you are the good guy. What kind of contradictory **** are you?"

   "I just want to make the most of it."

  Blake grinned, reached out and took off his battle helmet, held it in his arms, and followed by a group of vigilant dwarf masters to the painful Ignis.

   He looked at this giant whose head was as tall as an adult after he fell, and he said:

   "Are you awake? If you weren't, my cold-blooded and vengeful dwarf friends would smash your head mercilessly."

   Ignis did not answer.

   It closed its eyes and seemed to await the judgment of its unforgivable sins.

   "I know you're in pain, you feel like you've failed your titan, you think your hands are covered in blood uh, or oil?"

  The pirate blinked, changed to a roaring giant language, and said to the very depressed flame giant in front of him:

   "But we are not here to judge you this time. The only damned Loken has died. The rest of the guys can be forgiven, or in other words, you all have a chance to pay off your sins.

  Giant, I might as well tell you that after Ulduar is liberated, Odin will step into the fel heart of the stars with all the guardians to save your gods.

  Those Titans.

   Maybe you know that the Pantheon is destroyed, maybe you don't, but it doesn't matter, the Titans are still being tortured by demons and they need help.

   And you are the only ones who can help them.

   We have now assembled an army that is not elite but not afraid of death. We need to arm everyone, but weapons and armors that can resist the corruption of fel energy are always insufficient.

   It happens that this is your best field, and Odin still marvels at how powerful the elven weapons you forged for the iron warriors in the battle of **** were so powerful.

  It is said that there are battle axes and warhammers named 'Opening the Sky' and 'Pidi Earth' to help the Heroic Spirits smash the invincible defense of the Stone Mother Legion.

   We need weapons like that.

  Your gods need you to keep doing what you do best now, your forge is still burning. "

  The pirate pointed to the burning forge of creation behind him, then reached out and took the Hammer of Khaz'goroth from the black horn, handed it to the king of flame giants, and said:

   "Your forging hammer was broken by my dwarven friends, but that's okay, we brought you the forging relic used by Lord Khaz'goroth.

   Are you going to continue to lie here and play dead dog, abandon your duty and mission, and let you die as a coward and criminal? Or just get up and forge what we need for us? "

  Ignis opened his eyes, and he looked at the Hammer of Khaz'Gross, which was handed to his head by the pirates. The position of this sacred relic was quite subtle.

  If it is unwilling to help, it only needs to release Black's hand, and the holy hammer will smash down on its skull.

   This seems like a threat?

   But the flame giant obviously didn't hesitate for too long. It climbed up from the ground like a mountain, and groups of hot flames ignited from the cracks in its obsidian body.

  The Furnace Master took a deep breath, it rejected the Hammer of Khaz'gross, and said in a loud voice:

   "I'm not qualified to use it, but I'll help, forging, yes? I'll start forging, right now, I need materials. All kinds of materials."

   "We brought it!"

   The three dwarf leaders looked at each other and immediately replied:

   "We need to borrow your furnace, giant, we will forge our artifact in the name of the descendants of the earth spirit, and take it to the most dangerous battlefield among the stars to save us and your god.

   Can you help us forge the weapon we desire? "

   "Of course, I would love to."

   Ignis got up weakly, and staggered to the forge of creation, calling for the structures he forged by himself to come forward and ignite the flame of the furnace.

   It also needs the wind to drive the flames to melt the materials brought by the dwarves.

   But unfortunately, the blast box of the furnace was broken in the previous battle, and just when Ignis was about to spend some time repairing it, Blake, who was standing next to him with a camera to record the moment, snorted.

   He winked at Black Horn and waved his fingers as if to show off his abilities.

   In the next moment, the same strong wind as before roared into the air inlet of the furnace, causing the flame of the creation furnace to burn and fly out of the furnace.

   almost swallowed Magni near the furnace into the flames.

   "Can you!"

   Magni turned his head and shouted in the voice of a professional blacksmith:

   "Don't work so hard, you bastard, you have to control the temperature of the flames, you unqualified apprentice blacksmith, are you trying to burn us to death?"

   "Too much nonsense!"

  The pirate said coldly:

   "Let's do your job, and help you with so many demands for free? Believe it or not, I'm here to kill and steal! Take all the materials you've collected for yourself!"

   "Pour in the ingredients, dwarves."

Ignis uses a peculiar device to control the temperature of the furnace flame. It guides the dwarves to use the creation furnace like a forging master. It donates the small forge in his abdomen to help the dwarves smelt various mithril, adamantine and arcane. They forged the best source steel on the spot with the material of the crystal, and instructed them to go to their forging warehouse to select qualified weapon molds.

   As a result, the three-hammered dwarves are going to choose and choose, and finally chose a very powerful warhammer mold, axe and hammer, which will always be the first choice of dwarves when they fight.

   Only such a crude weapon can give full play to the strength of the dwarves. The long sword and two-handed sword, which are favored by humans, are somewhat weak in the eyes of the dwarves.

   "This anvil is not bad. I can feel that it contains a power from the realm of fire. It's amazing that such a treasure is born in the hands of mortals."

  The Furnace Master Ignis easily smelted the best quality source steel by relying on his powerful skills and experience. He also noticed a huge black anvil that the dark iron dwarves carried over while shouting.

   As the best blacksmith in Azeroth, the furnace master immediately felt the extraordinaryness of the anvil.

   Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissen snorted proudly, he patted the anvil emotionally and said:

   "The Black Anvil is the sacred relic of the Dark Iron Dwarves. It is the witness of our curse by the Fire Lord. Countless magical weapons have been born on this anvil.

   If it weren't for this important event, we wouldn't take it out of Darkforge, this thing is the civilization totem of the Dark Iron Dwarves. "

   "Well, it does have that qualification."

   Ignis nodded, but then the giant said:

   "But anvils and molds are not enough, dwarves, they can help you forge epic sharp blades, but not legendary or even artifact levels.

You want the most powerful weapons in the world, I can only hope that you have brought valuable materials that can truly reshape the weapons. I used to have such materials, but unfortunately they were all used by me to arm the army of the ancient gods. . "

   "Is this okay?"

   Magni carefully took out a box from his arms and opened it in front of the flame giant, which contained a warm gem like a burning eyeball.

   The moment it appeared, the already fiery temperature of the entire Creation Furnace instantly increased a bit.

   "Huh? This is the core of Ragnaros' power illusion?"

  Ignis is worthy of being a master blacksmith who participated in the battle of domination. It recognized the thing Magni took out at a glance, it tasted the hot power of this thing, and after a few seconds, it nodded and said:

   "The Eye of Sulfuras contains the pure power of the Fire of Creation, which allows your weapons to pass through the legend, but if you want to go further, you have to add some ingredients.

or."

  The Furnace Master's gaze fell on the Hammer of Khaz'Gross in the hands of Black Horn, and it said in a loud voice:

   "Or you use the hammer of the forge world to complete your weapons, but I remind you, that hammer is not for mortals.

  You can only harness its power for a short period of time, and once the forging process is interrupted, your weapons will be lost. "

   "It's okay! We're willing to take risks."

   Magni exclaimed:

   "We are here for this, we have brought all the forging masters of the three races of dwarves, and we will definitely complete our artifact forging!"

   "Throw those two things in too."

  Falstad Wildhammer also opened a chest, which contained two Dark Iron-style one-handed hammers, two weapons forged by the finest craftsmen of the Dark Iron dwarves, the Persuader and the Opposition.

   They are unfinished weapon pre-embryos, and now the dwarves are throwing these two pre-embryos that qualify as legendary weapons into their artifact forge.

   This scene made Black blink. He knew that this must have come from Muradin's suggestion. The old dwarf helped the Proudmoore family forge the family blade with reference to the ancient knowledge of Salameni.

   And all of this was prepared for the forging ceremony in front of him.

  Ignis did not stop the dwarves from taking desperate adventures. Instead, he admired these reckless mortal forgers. They dared to imagine that the act of forging an artifact by themselves had surpassed those unimaginative blacksmiths.

  Dream.

  You can only truly create great things by incorporating your dreams into the things you love.

   Well, it seems that the legacy of Lord Khaz'gross has truly taken root in this world and has been celebrated and proclaimed.

"let's start!"

   A group of dwarf blacksmiths took off their armor, threw away their weapons, and put on the blacksmith's robes for heat insulation. Magni threw two dark iron warhammers into the Elemental Steel that was about to be smelted.

  Under normal circumstances, such behavior would destroy a good furnace of steel, but in the super control of the furnace master, the components of molten steel were not destroyed but perfectly fused together.

   "God, this thing is really heavy."

   Emperor Thaurissan was the first to pick up the Hammer of Khaz'goroth.

  Because it wasn't recognized by the Holy Hammer, he had to do everything he could to lift it, but Thaurissan was almost immediately ready to forge as the silver-grey liquid from the forge poured into the mold.

  Magney placed the fast-cooling mold on the black anvil, and Thaurisson slammed the forging hammer on the mold with a bang.

The Wildhammer shamans beside    immediately began to call on the power of elements to bless this artifact, and they had to continue the process of infusion of the elements until the forging was completed.

   Thaurissan was out of breath after thumping dozens of times, and Magni immediately took the forging hammer and continued to beat the already formed warhammer on the anvil to hammer it to its most perfect form.

   Bronze beard and black iron blacksmiths are waiting for their turn one after another. At this moment, they only have this weapon that is about to be born, and there is no place for hatred.

   They are relaying.

   Everyone knows that this will be the most glorious moment in their career as a blacksmith, and everyone dares not be slighted.

   They may only be able to beat the hammer for a few seconds or ten seconds with the forging hammer left by their **** Khazgros, but no one expressed dissatisfaction with this.

The non-stop beating and forging of nearly a hundred people is like a person forging a weapon. The rhythmic beating sound has not stopped from beginning to end. With one hammer and one hammer, the divine power that shapes the world is transmitted through the sacred object to that already visible. To the outline of the artifact warhammer, it is more and more closely related to the race of dwarves.

   This is just a weapon.

   But it's not just a warhammer used to open a human skull.

   "It's almost done!"

  The furnace master has been watching this process, and at a certain moment, it reminded in a deep voice:

   "Prepare the Eye of Sulfuras and give it the final heat and quench with the most ancient and primordial fires!"

"I come!"

   Muradin, who was in a coma because of being burned by the fire of creation, would get up staggeringly. He stared at the warhammer on the forge. He seemed to hear the thing looking at it and calling it in a trance.

The heavily wounded dwarf God chose to take the scorching Eye of Sulfuras from his tired brother. He approached the Black Anvil against the rolling heat. He took a deep breath and activated the form of the King of the Hill again. , squeezed the hot gem with the hand of the stone statue, and put it into the groove reserved at the handle of the weapon.

   "Boom"

   A bright flame erupted at this moment, wrapping the entire approaching Muradin like magma.

  The earth was shaking, the wind was howling, Blake stretched out his hand and saw drops of rain falling on his gauntlet.

   This is not his manipulation, this is a collective explosion of the power of the four elements.

   "It's done."

  The pirate whispered, and the black horn beside him looked at the anvil, where Muradin, who was wrapped in flames and protected by the earth, was holding the burning hammer high in both hands, as if announcing to the world.

   The artifact of the dwarves was born, and the unity of the dwarves came.

   (end of this chapter)