"First of all, I must make it clear that this is not a request for help, but a fair transaction."
Roctus spread his hands secretly, then faced the special cage and said.
"Because the orcs have joined the Black Dragon Legion. Humans, you don't have many choices."
Hearing this, Carlos' eyes almost popped out of his head. The orcs joined the Black Dragon Legion? Orgrim loses his power struggle with Redd Blackhand!
But it’s not right!
The Dark Portal is still open, and Kil'jaeden's lackeys are still under remote control in Draenor. Affected by the demon's blood, the Horde's strength is far higher than that of the Black Dragon Legion. This is unreasonable.
If it was Neltharion himself who instigated and planned it, it would make sense, after all, he was his eldest cousin.
But the current owner of Blackstone Tower is Nefarian. Does the Black Dragon Prince have the strength and scheming?
"There is no doubt that the orcs have entered the upper level of the Black Stone Tower and are acting as the watchdogs of the Black Dragon Legion."
Roctus secretly saw that his words had shocked the humans present, and his eyes showed a confused look of "hehehe".
"I……"
Carlos used his super willpower to stop the urge to open his mouth and curse.
I was almost scared to death. If the orcs really joined forces with the Black Dragon Legion, the Iron Curtain that separated the Eastern Kingdom might really come down.
But negotiations are inherently true and false, and the Thorium Brotherhood's intelligence may itself be inaccurate. Carlos thought for a moment, said nothing, and prepared to continue to be a loyal listener.
"Your Majesty Carlos, I know your identity and your alliance. So, may I venture to ask, can you represent the alliance?"
Roctus Dark Contract asked rudely.
"Whether I can represent the alliance depends on the sincerity of you and the forces behind you."
Carlos bowed slightly and nodded in greeting. Who wouldn't be able to say these high-sounding and fake words?
"Sincerity, we are full of sincerity."
Roctus pointed to the iron cage with his finger.
"See that?"
"I saw it, but I didn't understand it."
Carlos answered truthfully, it was a pool of lava ooze monster that could speak Dwarvish, who knows what it was.
Roctus secretly winked at his subordinates, and the two black iron dwarf mages began to rub the fireball. When the cage that began to cool and turn black heated up again, the mysterious object gradually took shape.
"Let me guess, what is this, a dwarf?"
Sylvie Morgan had a good eye and got the general idea.
"Yes, Mrs. Morgan, this is a lava dwarf, a former Dark Iron dwarf."
When Roctus secretly said this, his tone and expression were full of complex meanings.
"In Shadowforge City, some dwarves who worship elements are conducting some heinous evil experiments, and the lava dwarves are one of the results, although the one in front of you is only a semi-finished product."
"Traitor! The great Fire Demon King will burn you to ashes! The whole world will eventually burn, you will be steamed by your own blood, and I will be reborn in your wreckage!"
The lava dwarf who was locked in the cage cursed loudly. Roctus felt it was a bit noisy and waved his hand. The mage stopped casting spells. The temperature of the cage dropped and the world became quiet.
"Can we be a little more honest with each other? The riddle game is not fun."
Carlos was surrounded by fog and felt very powerless.
Because of the information asymmetry, Carlos didn't even dare to speculate based on the known information. If he did, he would accidentally lead himself into a ditch. When analyzing the information revealed by the Thorium Brotherhood, it is completely difficult to understand.
The world is so big, but he is very small. At least in his previous life, Carlos had never heard of the strange species of lava dwarves.
"Your Majesty Carlos, some information itself is priceless. But as I said just now, I, we, the Thorium Brotherhood, are full of sincerity, so I will tell you."
Roctus' secret contract used exaggerated body shapes to express one meaning to Carlos - take the sincerity you want!
"Inside Darkforge City, the struggle between the citizens' faction and the slave owners' faction has become very fierce. But this is not the point. The point is that the fire demon is involved, making the situation extremely chaotic."
"Fire demon?!"
Carlos was confused.
"The creatures created by the Fire Demon King can survive in the magma river."
After Roctus explained the secret contract, Carlos suddenly looked at the lava flow around him with vigilance.
"Don't worry, don't worry, it's safe here."
Roctus secretly signaled Carlos not to be too nervous, and then continued.
"It's hard to imagine, the topography here. Thorium Post itself is on a high hill, and there is lava just 1,500 meters underground. The answer is simple, it is the lava dwarves."
After saying this, the scene suddenly became deserted.
Roctus was observing the reactions of the human guests, while Carlos and Sylvie were thinking about what they saw and heard.
"Are you suggesting to us that the lava dwarves will be an unpredictable disaster?"
Carlos was a little unsure about what the Roctus Dark Pact meant. Although this meeting was initiated by the Thorium Brotherhood, in reality, apart from the most basic understanding, the three parties of the two races have no more integrity to speak of. This kind of diplomatic talk that is half said and half hidden is too brain-consuming.
"Let me tell you this, for every lava dwarf transformed, at least a hundred Dark Iron dwarves died tragically during the transformation process. This is what we don't want to see. And the result of the transformation is what you don't want to see. . Because you humans are too close to the Bronzebeard dwarves, the Dark Iron dwarves in Darkforge are not very friendly to you humans. This is especially true for the lava dwarves."
"So what you mean is that you need us to help you get rid of the lava dwarves?"
Carlos asked rhetorically.
"No, no, no, with all due respect, you don't have this strength. At least from the intelligence we obtained, you don't."
Roctus secretly shook his head.
"I believe that your Thorium brothers will come to me to talk, not just to talk in circles, right?"
Carlos felt a little irritable in his heart, but he understood that this is what diplomatic talks are like. The other party deliberately speaking like this is constantly testing and making judgments.
"Of course not. Our time is precious and there is nothing extra to waste."
Roctus said this secretly, and Carlos' brows jumped.
You are just wasting my life!
"The leader of the Lava Dwarves, or the person in charge of the Lava Dwarf Transformation Ceremony, is a Dark Iron Dwarf named Torbjörn. In order to please Ragnaros, he plans to burn the entire Searing Gorge and the Plains together. Turn into fire again.”
"Rely on the ability of the lava dwarves?"
Sylvie interjected. Mrs. Morgan, who had been watching coldly, didn't know what she was thinking, and her face was a little cold.
"Yes. According to the assessment given by the fire demon, only one hundred thousand molten dwarves can complete this plan, transform the material world into a lava world, and summon the Fire Demon King to Azeroth again."
Roctus sighed with regret.
"But I don't believe there are ten million Dark Iron Dwarves. Sorry, you just said that for every one hundred Dark Iron Dwarves sacrificed, one Lava Dwarf can be transformed."
Carlos asked his question keenly.
"Yes, I said that. But that's just for now."
Roctus' secret expression remained unchanged, as if the question raised by Carlos did not surprise him at all.
"Having said so much, I have said everything I can and can say. I can swear on the tombs of Emperor Anvilmar and the Seven Sages that I have not told a lie."
Carlos stared into Roctus' secret eyes for a long time before speaking: "I believe you."
"I have reservations."
Sylvie Morgan crossed her arms and also expressed her opinion.
Roctus secretly gave a rather formal thank you ceremony.
"But make your request and bring your chips."
Carlos was confused by all kinds of information. He felt that he had fallen into the trap of the Thorium Brotherhood, and his mind was filled with weighing the pros and cons and the gains and losses.
"Obviously, we have reached a consensus on the most cost-effective solution. Then, I will say it."
Roctus secretly drawled his voice, deliberately trying to make things off.
"I hope that everyone in the alliance can raid the melting pot on the appointed day."
"ha?!"
Carlos smelled a conspiracy.
"Then seize a weapon."
"ha!?"
Carlos had no idea what this meant.
We talked a lot about lava dwarves and the doomsday crisis before, but why did the topic suddenly turn to some weapon...
"Your Majesty Carlos, there is no need to make such an unbelievable expression. You have doubts about us, and so do we. Everything is a step-by-step process. This commission is only the first step. I have revealed so much information to you. , now you need to show your sincerity and strength. Of course, we will still pay."
Roctus Dark Pact explained.
"What weapon?"
Carlos was full of doubts, but the other party had already said this, and if he questioned it again, the conversation would collapse, so he had to change the topic and slow down for a while.
"If you accept the commission, we will send follow-up information."
Roctus said secretly.
"I need to think about it."
Sylvie Morgan interrupted Carlos's intention to continue asking questions.
"Yeah, me too."
Carlos had to change his tone.
"As it should be, I will be at Thorium Post during this period, welcome at any time."
Roctus clapped his hands secretly, the special cage was put down, the elevator door opened, and he watched Carlos and Sylvie leave.
"I will use other channels to verify the authenticity of the news."
Putting her lips to Carlos's ear, Sylvie Morgan whispered.
Carlos discovered for the first time that the memory of his previous life was not that useful. When encountering an unexpected situation, he was no better than the indigenous residents of Azeroth.
"Well, I'm waiting for your news." (To be continued.) m.
