The corners of the Dwarf King's eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing was a little heavy. It could be seen that he was trying to suppress his violent temper.

The atmosphere between the two sides was extremely tense, and the Fire Demon didn't look like he was ready to apologize. His eyes were playful, and it probably meant that "If you have the ability, come and hit me!"

The Dwarf King is not afraid of salamanders at all. Even if Exosotus is known as the most cunning and powerful among the Fire Demon Clan, he is not afraid.

In front of outsiders, he still maintained a loud and bold style, liked hammers and axes, and loved forging things like those that were politically correct to dwarves on the surface.

But in the dark, he was not a warrior, but a very unconventional mage among the clan.

Using the abilities given to him by the flame lord Ragnaros, he reached the level of a high-level spellcaster many years ago. All warriors are disguised. Anyone who treats him as a warrior will definitely be unlucky.

Fighting alone, at most he can kill the fire demon with a little injury, but he cannot do this. Beating a dog depends on the owner. He cannot withstand the anger of the flame lord Ragnaros. Even if the other party points at his nose and curses like a dog, he must be patient.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something happened!" While he was thinking about how to ease the atmosphere of the conversation in a less humble tone, his guard shouted outside the door.

"What's the matter? I said, don't bother me. Have you forgotten how I was when I was angry?" He said with a stern tone. If the guards don't give him a reasonable explanation, he will pour out anger on the other party.

"Your Majesty! The treasure house is stolen!"

"What!" Emperor Sorison was extremely surprised. He knew the rigor of his treasure house too clearly. At one moment, he even thought that the guard was telling him a joke. Someone could go in and steal in such a tight treasure house?

"What was lost? Have the thief found the trace?" Since the guards contacted him urgently, it means that the thief was very powerful. At least his subordinates had not yet captured the other party, and they asked in no way. But in order to maintain the image of the rude dwarf king, he still asked.

The guards had no idea what they had lost, they only knew to touch the alarm. There were too many treasures in the treasure house, so they dared not go in casually.

"I'll deal with it." The dwarf king whispered to the fire demon on the other end of the magic communication. At some point, he even felt that the time for theft was not bad, and he just left a buffer for him.

But after wandering around the treasure house, he stopped thinking so.

"I put it here, why is such a big gem gone?!" He hugged his hands and gestured to something the size of a millstone.

This is not to maintain the character, but to be really angry.

He was annoyed when he looked at his subordinates' stupid look. It was so stupid!

"Why are you standing here? Wait for me to look for it yourself? Go and look for it! Even if I turn over the dark furnace castle, I will find this shameful thief! I cannot let go of every passage and every corner! If the thief is not found, I am not allowed to rest! I am not allowed to eat!"

His roar echoed throughout the Dark Fort, and a group of guards rushed out to search. Several mages saw the dwarf king's posture and quickly joined the search ranks.

The guards didn't know how to find them. They didn't even know what they had lost, and they didn't dare to ask. There was no goal, and they knew where to start. Now they could only ask the person in private.

Several dwarf guards found an old wizard and asked the other party where to start.

The old mage lay in the corner of the wall, stretched his neck, and looked into the treasure house for a long time in the blind spot that the Dwarf King could not see. There was an arcane trap he arranged here. After repeated comparisons, he finally knew what was stolen.

"It's the Eye of Savrath!"

The guards were full of questions on their foreheads, what was this, but the old wizard only talked about the size and the rest was not ready to answer.

He was very puzzled, how could a normal thief steal such things? The Eye of Savrath was the flame lord projecting his weapon over and concentrated the essence. It was impossible for people with extremely high fire elements or those with extremely high flame attributes to use this thing.

This is not a weapon or equipment. If it is forcibly divided, it is indeed an epic treasure, but it is not an epic magic prop in the traditional sense, but a token that allows the black iron dwarf to mobilize a part of the token of the army of fire elements. Now the token is lost?

The old mage felt that the water was deep inside, and the guards didn't know that the salamander was managing the black iron dwarf like the Supreme Emperor. As a court mage, he knew it.

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the fire demons often appeared, and he had some doubts in his heart whether the other party did not want the Fire Element Army to be dispatched and wanted the Black Iron Clan to be cannon fodder, and he directed and acted as a despicable trick?

Or is it a powerful mage who is ready to absorb the pure flame power in the eyes of Savrath?

Thinking about several flame wizards in the human kingdom, Ronin, a great wizard known for causing trouble, automatically appeared in his mind.

There are a few alternatives, all of whom are very suspicious.

However, he did not suspect the thief. The thief was completely useless to take this thing, but instead exposed himself because of the flames. An exposed thief simply thought that his life was too long.

The most suspected one is the Fire Demon, followed by Dalaran's great wizard Luo Ning.

At this time, the Dwarf King had completely calmed down. He lowered his head, weighed the pros and cons of the whole matter, and contacted the Fire Demon again with magic communication. Whether this incident was accidental or planned for a long time, he would postpone the Fire Demon's plan to force him to attack the Iron Fortress. Now leading the tribe members to rush out is no different from sending death.

The Fire Demon was extremely cunning. He saw through the Dwarf King's idea, but his arrogance and ignorance of the Dwarf clan for two hundred years made him disdain to explain.

"Hahahaha! Poor Daglan Sorison, go down and chase the thieves. I will only tell you one thing, oh, no, this should be two things. If you don't have the token of my Lord, even I can't help you mobilize a fire element. Remember me, no one can do! In addition, the Fire Lord's orders must not be violated. When the promised day comes, if the Black Iron Dwarf does not send troops, you are ready to bear the anger of my Lord, haha!!"

"You!" The dwarf king's anger was almost uncontrollable. Since they were all dead, instead of being sent out to die, dying in the snow and in the soil, it would be better to fight now and die at your own home than to die outside.
Chapter completed!