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The scorching shells flew out of the stubby mortar muzzle. In the skillful positioning of the dwarf gunners, they traversed a nearly perfect trajectory in the air, and finally hit the group of stone palate monsters charging towards the steam elevator. .

The moment the artillery shell landed, the splashing flames and the fragments fired around shredded the ugly screaming guys around, and the heavy steam tanks that were sent to the city at both ends were whining, One left and one right were in front of the road where the dwarves escaped. The dwarves climbed into the tank, manipulated the terrible burst of muskets, and tilted the bullet storm like a tide on the battlefield in front of them.

Although the dwarves came a little late, they were definitely what the gnome needed most. At the front of the steam hall, Lord Kurtaz and the dwarf paladins formed the strongest defense line, almost facing the endless ones. The stone palate monster came to win time for the remaining gnomes to escape.

Above the underground city, surrounded by the snowy mountains of Kazmodan, the gnome who escaped from the underground city curled up in the snowy town and wept silently. Today, they have lost everything.

Brian Bronzebeard took the dwarf priests to help the poor and seriously wounded. Looking at the miserable status of the craftsman town, the old Bronzebeard was filled with guilt.

If it weren’t for him to go to Ordman to find any ghostly remains, the sealed stone palate would not break through the cage, and the dwarves and gnomes would not have to endure this terrible torture.

But now that the matter is over, the old dwarf can only take a strong spirit and help these allies in need.

"Take the seriously injured person to Ironforge first, and where is the great craftsman Mekkatorque?"

Brian shouted: "We need him to come out to support the situation!"

"The big craftsman is trapped in the city. He has no idea of ​​his life and death, and he has almost the entire dwarf craftsman council."

Only the remaining gnome councillors were just carried aside by the priests on a stretcher. In order to protect a child, he was smashed by the stone palate and his legs were pale. He grabbed Brian’s hand pale and pleaded. :

"Please, Bronzebeard, my friend, help us, rescue the master craftsman and Major Ella, please."

"Ella?"

Brian asked doubtfully: "Who is that?"

"It's a hero!"

The gnome councillor said hardly: "It was she who saved tens of thousands of people in the steam hall. Without her command, we could not support you to rescue. When the line of defense broke, she let us blow up the passage of the hall, and she He led the monsters away with his corpses."

"Well, it sounds like a real hero."

Brian nodded, but soon, he grabbed his hair and asked:

"Wait, corpse? You said she commanded the corpse? Is she a death knight?"

"No! No, Ella is a gnome, the kind that is alive."

The dwarf congressman wanted to explain with his gestures, but he hurt too much, maybe he pulled the wound, and after a scream, his brain crooked, and he fainted, and the old copper whisker grabbed his hair, he felt It's a bit troublesome.

"Oops! Kurtaz..."

From the grateful tone of this dwarf congressman, he could feel that the mysterious Ella had high prestige in the mind of the rescued dwarf, but the Lord Kurtaz, whom he had helped, was also a sincere and enthusiastic paladin.. Reminiscent of the grudges between the Paladin and the undead, Brian suddenly felt numb.

He hurried on his short legs and rushed towards the steam elevator in Gnomeregan.

"Kurtaz, don't do stupid things!"

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On the other side, the light of the Holy Light shone in the hands of Lord Kurtaz. He half-kneeled on the dark ground to help an injured dwarf stabilize the injury. Then, in the thanks of the other party, he watched the last batch of escaped dwarves. Leave the city.

The dwarf lord has completely experienced the second orc war, he also participated in the last battle of the burning plain, and he has seen the battlefield raged by the orcs.

The battlefields are full of iron and fire, killing and madness, but that is the danger that can be seen with the naked eye, and the Gnomeregan in front of him, this city that has been completely dead, occasionally rises dark green in the dim tunnel The radiant dust radiates the strange breath of extinction, like a monster with an open mouth in the abyss, ruthlessly devouring any life caught in it.

This sneaky and the unknown emanating from the city made the dwarves, who had been in battle, shook their heads.

"I don't want to go into this **** **** even if I go to fight with those **** dead souls... Alas, poor dwarves are in trouble, they may never recover it."

"Go, let's close the team!"

The Paladin waved his hand, and the two steam tanks started slowly, escorting the tired Paladins back toward the steam elevator, and just as they were about to step on the elevator, a roar from far and near came from the front It came out of the dark tunnel.

"Someone!"

Kurtaz shouted loudly, grabbed his warhammer, and made a gesture to the two tanks: "Alert!"

"Oh, uh"

The heavy steam burst rifle suddenly changed its direction and aimed at the dark tunnel at the rear. At the next moment, a burst of light burst in front of everyone's eyes, approaching it was a thunderous loud noise, mixed with the screams of the stone palate monster. , As if something exploded in those monsters.

"Booming"

The metal claw of the mechanical bird smashed into the tunnel and made a clear sound. Kurtaz narrowed his eyes and saw a quirky white-red painted giant mechanical bird sitting behind two gnomes, followed by a dozen The fugitives are crazy towards the line of defense.

"It's Mekkatorque!"

The driver of the steam tank put down the telescope and shouted, "I recognize him as a master craftsman of gnome. He escaped! He also brought a gnome girl."

"What are you still doing?"

The Paladin Lord quickly stepped forward, jumped into the steam tank in two steps, and yelled: "Support them, and rush those monsters who chase back!"

"Bang, bang"

The two mortar shells quickly fell behind the desperate artisans, and the exploding air wave drove the stone palate monsters who were chasing them, but they also fell down the overwhelming mechanical bird.

Mekkatorque was thrown on the ground, and the escape from the central control room had exhausted the master craftsman. After the robot he manipulated exploded just now, the master craftsman was injured and he looked up dizzyly. , And saw the fierce dwarves rushing to the eyes of those stone palate monsters.

"Do not!"

The master craftsman grabbed the wrench next to him and smashed it towards the stone palate monster, while the equally exhausted Ella gritted her teeth, awakened the surrounding corpses with her final magic power, driving them to block the stones arbitrarily. In front of the palatine monster, the last time was won for these running gnomes.

"Bang bang"

The steaming gunshots of the steam-fired rifle sounded in the dark, finally repelling the counterattacking radiation stone palate monsters, followed by the dozen crafty gnome survivors who escaped from **** with the big craftsman, and Ella was on the ground Helping the big craftsman, he walked behind the steam tank's defense line.

"Thank you for your help."

Mekkatorque expressed his gratitude to Lord Kurtaz. The dwarf smiled and took over the great craftsman from Ella. The next moment, the cold warhammer came to Ella.

"Witch! What do you have to do with those undead?"

Lord Kurtaz waited with cold eyes for the female gnome in front of him. He felt a trace of familiarity from Ella's manipulation of the corpse, much like the death knights who had sprung up at the end of the war.

Normally, there is no dwarf warlock in Kazmodan away from the cursed land. The magic of warlocks is considered taboo in the entire league except Dalaran.

In the orc war, many brothers of Lord Kurtaz died under the magic of the orc warlock, and the Paladins suffered heavy casualties because of the appearance of the undead. Whether public or private, he has every reason to doubt and Hostile to Ella.

"Kurtaz, Ella is not a bad guy!"

The weak Mekkatorque reached out and pressed the arm of Lord Kurtaz. He said softly:

"You saw it with your own eyes, she is protecting her compatriots in her own way...she is not a bad person!"

"Mr. Mekkatorque, you are already tired, go rest."

The stubborn dwarf paladin gave a glance at the dwarven soldiers next to them. The two soldiers stepped forward and helped Mekkatorque to the elevator. After the nervous master craftsman, Lord Kurtaz whispered:

"I will handle all this."

"So what are you going to do with me?"

Ella was not afraid of the Paladin in front of her. A pale smile flickered on her pale face:

"The powers that disagree with your beliefs are collectively referred to as heretics? Fanatically burn all casters that use dark power? I know what you do, Paladins are a group of brainless idiots! Did your Holy Light tell you , Evil is not power, but the user of power? Or is it just that you are not willing to believe this?"

"Shut up! Witch!"

The dwarf said indifferently: "I saw you blasphemy!"

"I was there to help!"

Ella became excited:

"Did you make me watch those gnomes die in the hands of the stone palate monster? Have you burned your mind with your faith?"

"quibble!"

Kurtaz lost his patience. He raised his weapon and stepped forward. The surrounding paladins also stared at him. Ella gritted her teeth. The two groups of dark energy gathered in the palm of her hand. At this time, Brian, who hurriedly came to see this scene, shouted loudly:

"Kurtaz! Stop! Don't be impulsive!"

"Ok?"

The dwarf paladin turned his head and saw Brian running quickly, grabbing his wrist and saying in his ear:

"This gnome saved tens of thousands...you can’t kill her or hurt her, otherwise the gnome will riot, we are here to help them, don’t let the good things turn bad! If this makes you feel better , She is also a former league major in reconnaissance, who played with the orcs in the Burning Plains, she is a hero! Just like you."

"Ok?"

Lord Kurtaz’s expression became more subtle. He looked back at Ella with a scrutiny. After a while, he waved his hands, and the dwarf Paladins stepped aside. He looked at Ella and whispered. Asked:

"Have you participated in the Battle of Burning Plains? Where did you learn the magic of the Warlock?"

"No comment."

Ella said softly:

"Either kill me or let me go!"

This stupid attitude made Kurtaz couldn't help but gritt his teeth, but in the end, the dwarf paladin dropped his weapon. He looked at the dwarf expressionlessly, Shen Sheng said:

"I hate all the existence related to the undead. It stands to reason that I should purify you...but you have contributed to the alliance and saved people in this disaster.

"Excessive effort?"

Ella smiled sarcastically, reaching for the Paladin and striding towards the steam elevator behind him:

"Who are you? You are not qualified to judge me! Paladin, your holy light is not the truth of everything, and I, I have seen more terrible power...you can't scare me, so, goodbye , Elm heads."

Lord Kurtaz looked at Ella's back and he shouted loudly:

"The fire of the Holy Light has been ignited in Dun Morogh. Kazmodan does not allow any dark power to leave here! Warlock, you are expelled! The next time I see you again, we will not be so peaceful between us. Alright! And once your clan people have recovered from panic, manipulating the corpse is also considered a sin, Ella, leaving here is good for yourself!"

"Seriously, it doesn't matter what they think!"

"A person I respected once told me that after a change, everything you are familiar with will no longer accept you. They will be afraid of you and will repel you. This is normal because change... Change itself is terrible Yes, I have made a decision and I will bear the price."

The steam elevator slowly moved upward, and Ai stretched her hand and pulled her broken hood down. She could not see her eyes from the direction of Kurtaz, only to see the sneer in the corner of her mouth.

"Keep praying to the Holy Light, Paladin, I am actually looking forward to...you and I will meet again next time, and hope that by that time, you will still be able to scold me like this hopeless evil ...Goodbye! You disgusting hypocrites!"

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