His name was Ruvilosh, a rare intellectual and archaeologist among the Troggs. He was interested in everything in Uldaman and wanted to unearth the history and origins of the Troggs.
However, in Brann's eyes, this guy was a thief who stole their research results and claimed them as his own.
At this moment, he was sitting in the deepest part of the Hall, studying an ancient staff he had stolen from Brann. Dozens of Troggs, all members of the Trogg archaeological organization, similar to the Explorer's League, wandered around him.
Seeing Brann bringing over a hundred people to demand an explanation, Ruvilosh felt a premonition of disaster. He immediately ordered his subordinates to resist bravely, while he himself clutched the staff and turned to flee.
"Can you escape?"
Brann raised his musket, aimed, and with a bang, sent Ruvilosh to his demise.
The other Troggs were also eliminated by a volley from the Bronzebeard Dwarves.
Brann excitedly went over and picked up the staff, saying, "That's right, the Staff of Thaurissan! It's it!"
He pulled out an emblem of the same material and craftsmanship from his in my arms and embedded it into the staff. The key assembly was complete, transforming into the Prehistoric Staff.
Suddenly, a brilliant blue light flowed along the staff, which was the power of the earth and arcane energy.
"Follow me!"
He directly usurped his elder brother's leadership, relying on the momentum of over a hundred people behind him. After killing more than a hundred Troggs, they arrived at a collapsed area.
In the ruins, roughly the size of a football field, hundreds of Troggs were entrenched.
They had built a camp here, digging everywhere, bustling about.
A clear space had been cleared in the center of the ruins, where dark green architectural models were placed, standing out against the dark red ruins.
It was an entire complex of buildings.
And on one of the architectural models, there was a cylindrical stone device with a deep hole in the middle, which looked exactly like it was waiting for something to be inserted into it.
Directly opposite the ruins was a gate, ten meters high, made of obsidian.
To the right of the gate was a passage, seemingly leading deeper into Uldaman, with Troggs constantly entering and exiting.
"That's the Hall of Kaz'rogal, the dwelling of the Keepers!"
"And the one in the middle, that's the architectural model of Uldaman, and the one with the device on it is the Hall of Kaz'rogal!" Brann pointed at the model.
Everyone looked at the architectural model and only then realized how enormous Uldaman truly was. In front of the Hall of Kaz'rogal was a slightly smaller connecting building, which was their current ruin area, and further out was the Keeper's Hall they had just passed.
The Keeper's Hall was already about the size of Ironforge's military district.
There were nearly twenty such halls in Uldaman.
Some buildings were even ten times larger than the Keeper's Hall.
By simple estimation, Uldaman was at least equivalent to ten Ironforges, larger than all the capitals of the Seven Human Kingdoms combined!
"As expected of a Titan city, it's incomparable to mortal cities," Kael'thas sighed.
Considering the size difference between the Titan Keepers and mortals, Uldaman for the Titan Keepers could only be considered a castle, similar to Stormwind Keep or Violet Hold, maybe even smaller.
Throughout Azeroth, the true Titan Keeper city was primarily Ulduar.
"We explored to this point a few days ago, and these Troggs drove us back. Now it's our turn!"
Brann, his face full of excitement, shouted, "Bronzebeards, the time for revenge has come! Attack!"
He fired the first shot.
A hundred Bronzebeard Dwarves followed closely, overwhelming them with their equipment advantage.
Firearms against cold weapons was already a dimension-reducing strike; these Troggs were still in a primitive society, without even iron tools, and few stone tools. Soon, they became corpses scattered everywhere.
Only a few fled deeper into Uldaman.
"This is the correct way to open a dungeon. Over a hundred people fighting a five-person dungeon is so satisfying!" Kael'thas exclaimed.
But then again, if you have soldiers, who would personally charge?
Those who clear dungeons are just foot soldiers, equivalent to grunts, without money, people, or influence, so they can only venture forth themselves.
"Chase!"
Magni waved his hand, and the Bronzebeard Dwarves pursued, at least to guard the passage to prevent more Troggs from rushing over.
If there were enough of them, even a dimension-reducing strike wouldn't work, so they still needed to be careful.
Moreover, no one knew what would happen after opening the gate, so it was better to keep those grunts far away to avoid a party wipe.
"I'm going to open the gate now, get ready."
Brann walked over and inserted the Prehistoric Staff into the device.
Within the architectural model, countless brilliant blue lights immediately converged on the Prehistoric Staff from all directions, finally forming a blue light pillar that shot towards the Hall of Kaz'rogal.
The next moment, "The gate opened!"
Everyone was on high alert and saw a female giant, about ten meters tall, rush out.
She seemed to be carved from bluestone, holding an ancient stone warhammer in her hand. She looked very angry, as if she had just been woken from a deep sleep and was in a bad mood.
"Eonar, the Titan-forged Eonar!"
"She is Azadas's lieutenant, one of the strongest Stone Giants, and also my old rival. She shattered my body back then!"
Princess Theradras recognized the other party.
She was initially furious, but when she felt the aura on the female giant, she immediately laughed heartily: "Her power has diminished! She's about the same as I was when I first awakened back then, not even a legendary! Excellent, I can finally get my revenge!"
"Theradras, you're still alive?"
"I let you slip away back then, unable to seal you in the Earth Elemental Plane. Now I will correct that mistake!"
The female giant looked at Princess Theradras, and an endless stream of power surged into her body from deep within the earth.
"She's recovering her strength!"
"Don't give her a chance. At her peak, she was not much weaker than Azadas. We can't defeat her!"
Princess Theradras was about to act immediately, but Brann stopped her.
"Wait a moment, let's try not to fight if we don't have to. Let me talk to her first!"
As a descendant of the Titan-forged, he was very respectful of the Titan Keepers' lieutenants, and with rare seriousness, he said, "Noble Lady Eonar, I am a dwarf, a descendant of the Earthen. We are not enemies—"
He was interrupted rudely by the female giant before he could finish: "Earthen are rock lifeforms, you are not!"
Brann patiently explained: "Lady, you may not know, but the Earthen were transformed into flesh-and-blood lifeforms due to the Old God's flesh curse—"
"I know!"
"Back then, Lord Azadas and I discovered signs of the flesh curse, so we expended most of our strength to seal Uldaman along with all the Earthen and Mechagnomes!"
The female giant interrupted Brann again, a look of confusion appearing on her stone face: "Why did most of the Earthen and Mechagnomes still succumb to the flesh curse? Also, how was our seal broken, and why have most areas of Uldaman collapsed?"
A flash of inspiration struck Brann, and he said, "I know, it was the Great Sundering of the Well of Eternity! After the Great Sundering of the Well of Eternity, the entire world was shattered, and Uldaman was also affected!"
He quickly recounted the information he knew.
The female giant was furious: "It's the Old God again! And you, you flesh-and-blood creatures, actually helped the Old God's minions invade Uldaman, trying to steal the creators' secrets and fight against us. It seems you have pledged allegiance to the Old God!"
Princess Theradras was displeased: "Hey, don't falsely accuse me. We Earth Elementals have long since distanced ourselves from the Old God! I'm not interested in your secrets; I'm here for revenge!"
Brann also began to protest: "No, Lady Eonar, we haven't pledged allegiance—"
"No, you have!" The female giant refused to listen to explanations.
"Is there only rock in your head? Why are you more stubborn than us Dwarves?" Brann was exasperated.
Princess Theradras sneered: "Uldaman has the Old God's power. I think you're the one who became the Old God's minion. You must have had your mind twisted by the Old God, but you don't even realize it!"
"That — that's actually possible!" Kael'thas was also somewhat suspicious now.
Among the Titan Keepers, those in Ulduar were corrupted by Yogg-Saron, Loken was later corrupted by N'Zoth, and Odyn was sealed in the Halls of Valor by Helya, who was corrupted by the Old God.
Azadas had little status among the Titan Keepers. Not only was he inferior to Highkeeper Ra or the Highcommander of Azeroth, Odyn, he was even inferior to Tyr, almost considered Tyr's younger brother or follower.
Among the Keepers, he was the only one without gravitas.
Everyone else had problems, but he didn't? How could that be!
"Get her!" Brann shouted.
"Don't any of you interfere, she's mine!"
Princess Theradras charged forward.
Princess Theradras unleashed a full combo of attacks.
Princess Theradras emerged victorious.
Her thick, large foot stepped on the female giant's chest. The anger of tens of thousands of years was finally released, and she was in a great mood.
The female giant's body was intact, without any scratches.
She was personally created by the Titans, from the same batch as the Keepers, made of special, extremely hard material. Below demigod level, she was simply invulnerable.
She had actually just run out of energy and shut down.
As long as energy was reinjected, she could 'live' again.
"What a pity, she's not a Storm Giant made of titanium or titansteel, but a Stone Giant. Otherwise, if we took her back and found a way to cut and smelt her, we might be able to forge dozens of legendary items." Brann shook his head.
Magni completely ignored such blasphemous remarks.
He asked, "Two paths, which way?"
One led to the Hall of Kaz'rogal, the other to an unknown area.
"Let's split up."
Kael'thas had other plans and suggested, "A few of us will go to the Hall of Kaz'rogal, and you all lead your people to clear out the Troggs along the passage. The Dark Iron Dwarves could arrive at any moment, and our time is limited, we can't delay."
Magni knew Kael'thas had a purpose in suggesting this, but he still agreed.
This time, they were here to help, and even if they wanted some benefits, he couldn't say much.
Moreover, Uldaman was said to be the origin of the Dwarves, but in reality, it had been over a thousand years, and it could only be considered ownerless land. Whatever was inside belonged to whoever took it.
Brann said, "Kael'thas, I'm coming with you all—Big Brother, why are you pulling me?"
"Don't forget there are still Dark Iron Dwarves deep in Uldaman. Don't run around; I need your help to deal with them!"
Brann dared not disobey Magni's words. He immediately left a few people to guard the hall and the Prehistoric Staff, then led the main force into the passage.
Kael'thas, Vereesa, Lana'thel, Liadrin, and Princess Theradras entered the Hall of Kaz'rogal.
Vereesa asked as they walked, "Your Highness, are you very familiar with Uldaman? Is there something you need inside? An artifact?"
"Not an artifact, but something of extremely high value, far exceeding ordinary artifacts."
Kael'thas suddenly stopped and smiled, "Time to get to work."
The gate of the Hall of Kaz'rogal had been closed for tens of thousands of years, and no outsiders, including Troggs, had ever entered.
There were no Troggs here, only Earthen and a type of small dragon-like creature, but made of stone, named "Leifr," created by Tyr, the King of Order, with the purpose of close cooperation with the dragonflights.
These fellows, in ancient times, along with the Earthen and Mechagnomes, followed Azadas and Eonar here and were the Keepers of this place.
Their combat power was not something the Troggs could compare to.
Fortunately, the combat power of Kael'thas and the others was also not something they could compare to.
Kael'thas didn't even need to make a move. Princess Theradras, after fifteen hundred years, was itching for a fight. Draining the female giant wasn't enough, so she continued to rampage, a demigod Earth Elemental going berserk among lesser Titan-forged.
She was too fast. Not long after, she arrived at a circular hall and encountered the Leifr Sentinel "Tharondras."
She was an elite Leifr, equivalent in status to a Vrykul king, such as Magni Bronzebeard, and her strength was roughly equivalent to a normal legendary, far from being a match for Princess Theradras, and was quickly defeated.
Everyone continued onward and encountered another Stone Giant named "Eberon," also at the normal legendary level, who was also dismantled by Princess Theradras.
In less than an hour, they reached the deepest part of this path and saw a super-hall comparable to Ironforge.
Around the hall were many relief statues, very similar to the female giant.
In the center was a large disc, intricately carved with patterns in the Titan style.
"Your Highness, is this it?" Vereesa asked.
"This is it."
Kael'thas stepped forward and cast a spell to send it to his private vault in Silvermoon City.
This item was similar to a CD or a USB drive, storing the memories of Tyr, the King of Order, and was Tyr's contingency plan.
Tyr had died long ago.
However, as long as a body was forged for Tyr and his memories were imported into it, he could be resurrected.
In other words, whether Tyr could be resurrected in the future would depend on whether Kael'thas agreed!
"Let's go."
Everyone returned to the ruins, caught up with Brann, and saw many Dark Iron Dwarves' corpses along the way. Kael'thas asked, "How are things?"
"All the Dark Iron Dwarves in Uldaman have been dealt with!"
Brann said, "But there are too many Troggs. The passages here are countless, leading in all directions. I suspect they extend throughout the underground of Loch Modan, and even to Dun Morogh and the Burning Steppes!"
The Troggs had awakened who knows how many years ago and had been digging tunnels to other places. Who knows where they had dug to, and who knows how many they had reproduced? Perhaps more than the Gnomes.
To eliminate all of them was almost impossible.
"Forget about them, our target is that!" Brann pointed ahead.
Kael'thas looked in that direction.
Ahead was another gate, an obsidian gate even larger than the Hall of Kaz'rogal.
"According to the information we've obtained, ahead is the Hall of Craftsmen, and after passing the Hall of Craftsmen, we'll be able to see Lord Azadas!"
He fumbled around and quickly found the switch.
The gate opened, and a large number of Earthen and Stone Giants appeared before their eyes.
"Hey, ancestors, I am your flesh-and-blood descendant, the Dwarves—"
Brann waved in a friendly manner, wanting to go up and greet them, but King Magni pulled him back.
Because the Earthen and Stone Giants had already rushed over, launching an attack on them.
"It's been tens of thousands of years, what relationship is there still between Dwarves and Earthen? In their eyes, you are servants of the Old God, enemies, invaders of Uldaman, and they are protectors. You are natural mortal enemies," Kael'thas said.
Brann said, "But when I think that we were also Earthen tens of thousands of years ago, I just can't—"
"Can't bring yourself to do it? Oh, please, what are you pretending for? You can bring yourselves to kill Dark Iron Dwarves, let alone Earthen?" Princess Theradras said.
During this time, she had quickly learned a lot about this era, knew about the War of the Three Hammers, personally witnessed the war at the entrance of Uldaman, and also saw several Dark Iron Dwarves' bodies inside.
Couldn't bring themselves to hurt their own kind? That was too ridiculous.
Even among Earth Elemental creatures, known for their gentle and peaceful nature, fights often broke out. Fire Elementals and Wind Elementals fought to the death all day long.
Kinship? It simply didn't exist!
"You can't bring yourselves to do it, right? I will!"
Without waiting for King Magni and Brann to reply, she charged in, unleashing a flurry of blows, and battling the Earthen and Stone Giants.
"I didn't say I couldn't bring myself to do it! I said I was excited! My gun was already loaded!" Brann shouted, defending himself.
The other Bronzebeard Dwarves also nodded in agreement.
Couldn't bring themselves to do it?
Impossible. They weren't three-year-old children. Princess Theradras, why are you making baseless assumptions? We are not that kind of people!
"Ignore her, she's just looking for an excuse to fight," Kael'thas said. With a demigod clearing the way, they moved quickly, pushing all the way to Khaz'goroth's Throne at the deepest part of Uldaman, where they met Azadas, the Earth Elemental Lord.
This Titan Keeper was about as tall as the female giant they had encountered before, but more robust. He held a warhammer similar to the Silver Hand in his right hand.
At this moment, he was in stone statue form, standing motionless in the center of the hall, with an ancient Titan device placed before him.
A circle of Earthen and Stone Giants surrounded the hall, also in stone statue form.
Behind Azadas, there was also a closed obsidian gate.
"Azadas, Earth Elemental Lord Azadas, I didn't expect you to come to this today!"
Princess Theradras was overjoyed.
Because she was certain that Azadas had fallen into slumber, and the remaining power within him was scarce, merely at an ordinary legendary level, even less than her current strength.
"Sargeras did a good thing!" she couldn't help but exclaim.
If not for Sargeras's invasion, the Well of Eternity would not have exploded, Azeroth would not have been torn apart, Uldaman's structures and seals would not have been damaged, Azadas's power used to seal this place would not have been greatly lost, and Azadas would not have been so weak.
In his peak state—or even with only a tenth of his power—a Titan Keeper was not someone she could provoke, even if she recovered to her full strength.
"Mother, your daughter is about to avenge you!" Princess Theradras was ecstatic.
"Beyond the door is the end of Uldaman, and the Titan Keeper's treasure must be inside!"
Brann scurried to the gate, fumbling around for a while, then came to the Titan device, his eyes lighting up: "There's a button here, it must be the mechanism to open the door!"
He reached out to press it, but then heard Kael'thas's voice: "Think carefully, this button might not open the door, but rather awaken Azadas."
Brann's small hand froze in mid-air.
King Magni said in a deep voice, "The Earthen and Stone Giants don't recognize us, Eonar doesn't recognize us, and Azadas probably won't recognize us either. If we awaken him, he might attack us."
Princess Theradras patted her chest: "Don't worry, leave it to me. He can't beat me now!"
Brann scratched his head: "Then I'll look again to see if there's a way to open that door directly."
Another ten minutes passed, and he spread his hands helplessly: "Nothing."
It was too spacious here. Besides Azadas and the Earthen and Stone Giants, there was nothing else, bare and empty. The only prominent thing was this Titan device.
Princess Theradras rubbed her fists together, striding towards Azadas, raising her fist and aiming for his head: "Awaken, I'm ready to beat him up!"
Kael'thas said, "The entire Uldaman is sealed and powered by Azadas. As long as his power is exhausted, the seal will be broken, and the gate will naturally open."
King Magni nodded: "We've delayed too long here. Everyone, get ready!"
At his command, nearly a hundred Bronzebeard Dwarves immediately formed teams, blocking the Earthen and Stone Giants.
Azadas was so massive, and created by the Titans themselves. Their firearms and warhammers couldn't penetrate his defenses, so they weren't qualified to participate in the BOSS battle, only to deal with these Titan creations that could awaken at any moment.
"It's starting—"
Brann pressed the button and ran back to King Magni's side without looking back.
The next moment, Azadas awoke!
"Who dares to awaken Azadas? Who dares to provoke the God of Creation?"
The Earth Elemental Lord, who had slept for tens of thousands of years, clearly had a bad temper upon waking. He immediately started spewing insults and swinging his hammer to attack, but was blocked by Princess Theradras's stone fist.
"Azadas, you really are past your prime!"
Princess Theradras forced Azadas back with a heavy punch, taunting him.
"Earth Elemental, you know me? Who are you?" Azadas was a bit confused. We haven't met before, have we? Why does this one's tone carry such hatred?
"I am Theradras, daughter of Earth Elemental Lord Therazane! Earth Elemental Demigod!"
"We met back then! I even dueled with your subordinate, Eonar!"
Princess Theradras roared.
Azadas stared at her for a few moments, then shook his head: "Theradras? No impression, never heard of her."
Is being an Earth Elemental Demigod so impressive?
Back then, most Earth Elemental creatures hadn't been eliminated or sealed into the Earth Elemental Plane. They occupied nearly a tenth of Azeroth's territory, possessed all the earth authority of this planet, with demigods everywhere and legends being common.
He had personally killed no less than eighty to a hundred Earth Elemental Demigods.
How could he remember such a small fry, at most an elite monster level? He only knew Therazane!
"You, you actually dared to forget me?"
Princess Theradras felt humiliated and unleashed a barrage of punches without further ado.
Azadas, of course, wouldn't go easy on her.
Two beings who had fallen from demigod status to legendary level dueled in front of a group of mortals.
One used the power of earth, and the other also used the power of earth.
One had a rock body, and the other also had a rock body.
One was dishonorable, bullying an elder, and the other was undignified, beating up a child. (Azadas was the child, Theradras was the elder; Azadas wasn't even created when she became a demigod!)
One of them had a stronger body, the other more energy, and for a time, they were evenly matched, locked in an inseparable struggle.
The Earthen and Stone Giants also awoke, but were overwhelmed by the Bronzebeard Dwarves' numerical advantage, completely suppressed and unable to fight back.
"Now this is how you clear a dungeon. Five adventurers struggling miserably, that's suffering!"
Kael'thas enjoyed his leisure, conjuring a bottle of water to wet his throat, watching the battle with civility.
"Kael'thas, who do you think will win?" Brann leaned over and asked.
"Azadas. He is currently reclaiming the power that sealed Uldaman, and it won't be long before he recovers to an ordinary demigod level."
A lean camel is still bigger than a horse.
The energy to seal a super city was definitely at a high-level demigod tier.
Even if most of it was lost, the remainder would be enough for Azadas to recover to demigod level.
Of course, he would never let Azadas do that.
Strike while the iron is hot!
Kael'thas activated the dragon soul, transforming into an ancient black dragon, and with a sweeping tail, struck Azadas across the face, sending him tumbling.
"Good opportunity!"
Princess Theradras seized the moment, rushed forward, and headbutted Azadas, leaving him dizzy and disoriented.
Then, grabbing Azadas by the shoulders with both hands, she lifted him up and executed an over-the-shoulder throw!
With a thud, Azadas lay sprawled on the ground, seeing a round, rocky rear descending from above, smashing into his chest and shattering the stone floor beneath him.
The weight of countless tons pressed down on him, making it difficult to get up.
Theradras pinned his arms and legs with her four arms, leaned down, and headbutted him repeatedly, head to head.
Azadas struggled to resist, but found the power in his body draining away, leaving him unable to fight back.
Taking advantage of Theradras looking up, he saw Kael'thas revert to his High Elf form, activating the golden disc on his chest.
Golden light fell upon him, forming a swirling suction that was actually drawing away the power bestowed by Titan Khaz'goroth!
"This is the power of Neltharion, the Earth-Warder!"
"It was I who pleaded with Lord Khaz'goroth to bestow power upon Neltharion through my body, and now you are actually using this power against me?"
"Odyn was right, the Dragonflights cannot be trusted!"
The past was unbearable to recall; painful memories surfaced in his mind.
Back then, Tyr and the five Dragon Aspects joined forces to slay Galakrond, hoping to bestow Titan power upon the Dragon Aspects.
He agreed, and the other Keepers also agreed. Only Odyn, the then-Chief Keeper, objected.
Now he regretted it!
He should never have bestowed Titan power upon Neltharion back then!
The two powers shared the same origin.
Under Princess Theradras's suppression, he was powerless to resist, only able to let Kael'thas absorb his power—this power, equivalent to an ordinary legend—no, more than that!
He was still continuously reclaiming power from Uldaman!
If this continued, these powers would also be absorbed by the detestable flesh-and-blood creature!
He absolutely could not let him succeed!
The power within Azadas suddenly erupted, surging outwards in all directions. Most of it dissipated into Uldaman, with only a small portion being absorbed by the dragon soul.
And he lay stiffly on the ground, motionless, shut down!
"To prevent me from absorbing power, he actively shut down? Ruthless enough!" Kael'thas was helpless.
Azadas shut down, and the seal on Uldaman disappeared with him.
The power of earth, bound within this Titan city, was also dissipating to other places.
Even if he ran around absorbing it now, he wouldn't get even one percent; it would be negligible.
"Is it really necessary? I'm not an enemy of the Titans. What a waste."
Azadas shut down too quickly. He only managed to collect a small portion, roughly equivalent to an adult black dragon, better than nothing, but far less than what the four Dragon Aspects had left behind.
With a rumble, the gate opened.
Inside, golden light shimmered, piled high with gold, roughly estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins.
This was a considerable fortune for any family.
Princess Theradras was certainly not interested, so the remaining people divided it, making the trip worthwhile.
However, the most precious items were the four platinum discs placed in the center of the gold.
Each disc was as large as a millstone, covered with dense symbols that made some Dwarves with trypophobia feel uneasy.
"Your Highness, these discs—" Vereesa's voice was like a mosquito's hum.
These discs were almost identical to the one His Highness had taken!
"These are containers for recording information by the Titan Keepers, called nozdormu discs. They are also Uldaman's most important treasure. The reason Lord Azadas is here is to guard them!"
Brann walked over, caressing a platinum disc, studying it carefully for a while, then shook his head: "These were jointly crafted by Loken, the King of Wisdom, and Mimiron, the King of Creation. They require both magic and technology to analyze and extract information."
Kael'thas nodded: "This will take a long time. Send them to Ironforge for now, and we'll study them slowly later."
The nozdormu discs recorded the history of Azeroth after the Titans' arrival, containing endless secrets, and were extremely important.
They were originally stored in Ulduar, intended for the Titans to directly see the results of the Titan Keepers' efforts when they returned, essentially serving as work logs.
After Loken acted against Mimiron and others, Tyr and Azadas stole the nozdormu discs and fled with them.
Loken then sent two Faceless Generals and an army in pursuit.
To ensure the safety of the nozdormu discs, Tyr personally covered their retreat, ultimately dying.
Azadas then brought the nozdormu discs to Uldaman.
Uldaman was originally a small underground palace built by the female giant Eonar to seal the Trogg.
After Azadas arrived here, he expanded it, turning it into an entire city.
At that time, Loken had lost the only two Faceless Generals he could deploy, and he knew that with his own strength alone, it would be difficult to snatch the nozdormu discs from Azadas, which is why he didn't continue the pursuit.
If he could extract the information from the discs, he would know the locations and functions of all Titan facilities, which would be of great help to his upcoming plans.
The value of this item was no less than the Tyr's Disc he had obtained earlier!
At this moment, Hona Stonefall, who had left at some unknown time, rushed over: "The Dark Iron Dwarves are coming!"
"Go, let's get out of here!"
Kael'thas cast a spell, sending the nozdormu discs and all the gold to Ironforge.
Everyone arrived at the entrance and saw a dark mass in the distance, all Dark Iron Dwarves, marching towards them.
"Miscalculated, there are only three thousand!" King Magni glanced and immediately estimated the approximate number.
Kael'thas smiled: "It seems Emperor Dagran Thaurissan is even more cautious than we thought. He is truly wary of Ragnaros and the Blackrock Orcs, not daring to send too many troops. This will be an easy fight."
Ten minutes later, the Dark Iron dwarf army arrived at the open ground outside Uldaman. "The time has come."
Kael'thas conjured a Flamestrike, signaling the general attack.