"Boom--!!!"
The deafening crash tore through Tranquility in the early morning, and Deren felt that the whole world was shaking. He was sleeping on the floor, and it felt like he had been kicked hard by a giant. He turned over in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"Damn it!" Deren rubbed his waist, stars popping up in front of his eyes. Before he was fully awake, a series of chaotic sounds came to his ears - the roar of broken bricks, the unique neighing of dragons, and Jaina's rapid spells.
Outside the window, several seabirds flapped their wings in panic and flew into the distance, their cries full of protest against this crazy morning.
Onyxia's reaction was the most violent. Black Dragon Princess's tail swept across in response, and half of the wall was turned into powder under the impact of the black scales. She completed the dragon transformation in an instant, her head broke through the roof, and her hind legs crushed the dining table. Shadowflame rolled deep in her throat, and her golden vertical pupils flashed with dangerous light.
"Enemy attack?!" Her voice was as low as thunder, and her sharp claws left deep grooves on the floor. The wooden floor that had just been repaired by Deren last time was declared scrapped again.
On the other side, Chromie fell headlong into the Mead bucket that she had not finished drinking last night, and the splashed wine splashed all over her head and face. Bronze Dragon struggled to crawl out of the bucket, her cheeks were red, and she raised her hands drunkenly. "I swear it wasn't me this time."
Her voice was muffled, and there was a lemon slice on top of her head, like a moving fruit salad.
Jaina has completed the construction of the magic shield, and the blue Arcane Energy has formed a perfect spherical barrier around the house. The owner of Theramore looked around warily, the tip of the staff flashing with a glimmer of ice.
The hem of her nightgown was torn open by Onyxia's claws, but this did not affect her ability to unleash Arcane Blast's momentum at any time.
Deren finally struggled to stand up and squinted his eyes to look out the door. The morning sunshine was not dazzling, but the huge hole on the beach, which was several meters in diameter, was too conspicuous. Wisps of green smoke rose from the bottom of the hole, and a short and stocky figure could be vaguely seen shaking his head. The crown decorated with gems was tilted to one side, looking like a carelessly thrown away toy.
"Here comes the old hammer! Where did I fall?!" A rough voice came from the bottom of the pit accompanied by a series of dwarf-specific curses.
Deren The corner of his mouth rose unconsciously. He patted the dust on his body and strode towards the door, followed by two dragons of different shapes and a confused female mage.
Jaina's magic shield was still maintained, black smoke with the smell of sulfur came out of Onyxia's nostrils, and Chromie's Bronze Dragon was still a little wobbly when walking.
At the bottom of the pit, a dwarf with a braided beard was cursing and trying to pull his war hammer out of the sand. The iconic weapon of the legendary King Ironforge was deeply embedded in the sand, and strange green smoke was emitting from the hammer head. The dwarf was wearing armor made of stainless steel, and the Copperbeard Family emblem on his chest shone in the sun.
"Magni·Bronzebeard?!" Jaina exclaimed, his eyes widening wider than gold coins, "Aren't you supposed to be at Ironforge?"
The dwarf king raised his head, with a pair of wide-open eyes under his thick eyebrows. He first recognized Jaina: "Kul Tiras's little Princess?" Then his eyes moved to Deren and suddenly became brighter, "Wait! Are you Deren? That voice asked me to come to you?!"
Deren's smile widened, "Ah, the express delivery has arrived."
"What express?" Onyxia folded his wings, then transformed into a human form and stood next to Deren. Her face was full of confusion, "What's going on with this drunk dwarf?"
Deren put his arm around Onyxia's shoulders and whispered, "This is the blacksmith I prayed for yesterday. Originally I just tried it, it doesn't matter whether it works or not. But the effect is very good. It seems that we have a good boss!"
Magni finally pulled out his hammer and patted the sand on his armor. "It's a long story. Last night I was in the Royal Palace, drinking some wine and chatting with Dadi." He made a toast Action, "Suddenly a little girl's voice asked me, 'Do you want to beat Burning Legion', and I said yes. Then--" he pointed to the sky, "--I was 'sprayed' out of the Royal Palace."
Chromie suddenly screamed, and Bronze Hourglass around her waist vibrated violently without warning. The runes formed by time magic rotated in the air, and finally formed a line of flashing subtitles:
"To Chromie:
I went to the River of Time for vacation, and you took my place during the period.
--Your dear boss, Nozdormu"
"What?!" Bronze Dragon's jaw almost dropped to the ground, "There is such an operation?!"
Onyxia was equally shocked. "What a coincidence, why is your boss going on vacation right now? Could it be--" At this point, Black Dragon immediately covered his mouth.
Deren happily said to Chromie, "Everything is going well, the boss is not here, it just depends on how you play."
Chromie came to her senses and immediately understood that when Nozdormu went on vacation, Azeroth must be involved to facilitate their Dalaran actions. Thinking of this, she showed her unique smile, "Hey hey - let's play big!"
Jaina held his forehead and felt that his world view was refreshed again. "What on earth is going on?"
But Deren seemed unusually calm. He walked slowly to the edge of the pit, squatted down and stretched out his hand to Magni: "Welcome to the 'big guy' plan."
Magni grinned, showing uneven teeth. He held Deren's hand, but was dragged up to the edge of the pit by the human. "So, what are you going to do? Looking at this posture, you can't give Deathwing a manicure, right?"
"A bomb that can blow up demons." Deren pointed at Jaina, "There is enough material." Then he turned to the huge Black Dragon and asked, "Oni, how many tons of load can you fly high into the sky?"
Black Dragon had a thoughtful look in his eyes. "Probably, maybe, maybe ten tons?"
"Okay, let's start with the ten-ton bomb." Deren said thoughtfully.
The dwarf king's beard curled up in excitement. "Ha! A ten-ton guy is much more interesting than blacksmithing!" He patted his generous chest, "Magni·Bronzebeard is always ready to fight for Azeroth!"
Onyxia and Chromie looked at this scene blankly. Black Dragon murmured, "I now believe that he can blow up Titan by worshiping gods."
Bronze Dragon shook his head in a daze. "I now believe that the boss has long wanted to skip work."
Walking into the hut that had been demolished in half, Deren took out a pen and paper and drew a schematic diagram of a bomb. Magni stood on a stool and tiptoed to see clearly the design that covered the entire table. His stubby fingers traced the complex structure of the streamlined bomb on the parchment, and he made grunts of admiration from time to time.
Four huge metal tails are connected to the main body through precise gears and lever mechanisms, with the unique scrawled writing of Deren on the side:
"Demon Expulsion Device(MK-1), also known as Fat Man Little Boy."
--Note: The tail wing can be folded to facilitate airdrop of Black Dragon.
"Wonderful!" the dwarf whistled, his beard trembling excitedly, "If this thing is completed, it can destroy the devil back to Twisting Nether! The main structure is made of refined Steel Plate, and I have never heard of Ammonium Nitrate stuffed inside." His fingers jumped up and down on the design drawing, "But the detonation device should be more reliable, and double insurance is required?"
Deren grinned. "So, can it be made?"
Magni rubbed his palms, with the passion of a craftsman shining in his eyes. "The material is hard enough, and the design is crazy enough, but--" his thick fingers touched the bomb shell, "--this thing needs to be hammered into shape, welded in sections, and requires a super big worker."
Black Dragon: Cold sweat!
Bronze Dragon: I still have things to do!
Deren: I haven't spoken yet!
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