Hearing Magni's words, Deren immediately turned around and looked at the two dragons in the corner with a suspiciously bright smile on his face, "Aren't there two helpers who are 'strong and can breathe fire'!" His eyes flashed with a cunning light, like a cat that had just stolen a fish.
Chromie jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and the wine glass in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. "I suddenly remembered Master Nozdormu, asking me to write a report before he comes back!" She hurriedly grabbed Bronze Hourglass, and with a "bang", a ball of Time Smoke exploded.
After the smoke dissipated, only a half-gnawed piece of dried fish remained.
"This little dwarf can slip away faster than a goblin!" The humanoid Onyxia stood aside, her dragon tail cracked the floor in annoyance, and a few sawdust flew onto Magni's beard.
Jaina grabbed Deren and dragged him to the corner. The top of her staff flashed with a dangerous cold light, and her voice was very low. "Is this the bomb you are going to blow up Dalaran? Tell me why!" Her blue eyes stared at Deren, as if she wanted to see through his soul.
Deren said calmly, "This is just preparation, we will use it if needed." His tone was as relaxed as if he was discussing what to eat for dinner.
Jaina frowned even more tightly. She thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Do you think Dalaran will have problems?"
Deren nodded. "Who knows, it just takes some time anyway. You should go back and get some good steel and other materials. Construction will start soon."
Jaina was completely messed up, and her voice raised an octave. "You guy, what do you think I am? Theramore has a lot of things to deal with, and you want me to play house with you here?" She was so angry that her hair almost floated up, and a few strands of blond hair stood up disobediently.
Deren smiled, and that smile reminded Jaina of the goblin businessman he had seen, "Haha - instead of complaining here, it is better to get things done quickly. Do you think I am a boring person?"
Jaina stared at Deren for a long time with a frosty face. Before Onyxia got angry, she finally took Deren's material list, said "Huh!", opened Portal and disappeared.
When Jaina came back again, a large open space had been opened around Tranquility's original holiday cabin, and the trees had been neatly cut down and piled aside - judging from the cuts, it was obviously the work of dragon claws.
Onyxia appeared in the body of a dragon. She was using her claws to construct the site according to the dwarf's request. She also held a huge piece of wood in her mouth. The ground shook with every step she took, leaving deep ravines where her tail swept.
Deren was beside her to comfort her, holding up a Iron Loudspeaker in his hand and shouting to Black Dragon, "Come on, after this time, take half a year off."
Black Dragon spit out the wood in his mouth after hearing this, and spit Dragonfire excitedly into the sky, and moved his hands and feet faster.
Jaina rubbed his temples, walked to the center of the open space, and dumped the materials brought from Theramore out of Space Bag. With a clanking sound, various metal ingots, ores and alchemical materials piled up into a hill.
"Here's the hammer!" The dwarf rushed to the mountain of materials excitedly, pointing with his thick fingers, "That piece of steel over there! No, the one on the left! Yes, that's it!"
He directed Black Dragon to pick out the required materials from the pile, just like a picky chef selecting ingredients.
After checking the materials, the dwarf scratched his beard in confusion and asked Deren: "They are all ordinary materials, no Elementium, no Arcane Iron." He picked up an iron ingot and weighed it in his hand, "Not even Mithril."
Deren nodded and lowered his voice mysteriously. "It has nothing to do with magic, so it won't be noticed or detected by magic." He made a silent gesture, "Not even Titan can detect it."
The dwarf nodded. He had already pulled out a piece of Steel Plate and asked Black Dragon to heat it red. Then he began to test the heating of Dragonfire. When Steel Plate started to become red-hot, he pushed the huge forging hammer into Onyxia's paw. "Come on, girl, beat the shell according to the drawing first! Remember to use even force."
"Girl?!" Black Dragon's vertical pupils narrowed to dangerous needlepoints, and Shadowflame spilled out from the corners of her mouth, "I am Black Dragon Princess Onyxia, Black Dragon Legion--" Her voice shook the surrounding leaves to fall.
"--He is now my chief forger." Deren conjured a bucket of bees Mead out of nowhere and showed it to Onyxia, "We have a special service tonight! Take a bath with wine, what do you think?"
Onyxia stared at the barrel for three seconds, the expression on the dragon's face changing unpredictably. Finally, she swung the hammer and hit the anvil, sparks almost splashing on Deren's face. "Hammer up, if you dare to owe wages." Her tail swept over Deren's feet menacingly, plowing a deep furrow in the ground.
"When did I fail to pay? When were you dissatisfied? They all overfulfilled the task." Deren wiped his face, turned to Magni and winked, "What's next?"
The dwarf pointed at the drawing of the bomb shell, which was densely marked with various dimensions. "After each section of the bomb body is forged, the front and rear sections must be welded with dragon's breath. The temperature must be accurately controlled--"
Before he finished speaking, Onyxia had already sprayed out a stream of purple-black Shadowflame. Magni's beard curled up and his skin was burned red.
Jaina reacted quickly, and a Frost Nova bloomed around the dwarf, cooling him down. At the same time, she waved her staff and summoned a stream of water to extinguish the surrounding burning woods.
"Control your flames, Black Dragon!" Jaina snapped, "Do you want to roast us all?"
Onyxia snorted disdainfully and blew out two wisps of black smoke from his nostrils, "You said you wanted dragon's breath."
Magni laughed unexpectedly, "You have a temper! I like it!" He wiped the sweat from his face, "But next time, please follow the temperature I said, little Princess."
"Who is little Princess?!" Onyxia and Jaina roared in unison, then stared at each other. The air between a dragon and a Archmage seemed to have solidified, and even the surrounding temperature dropped a few degrees.
Deren wisely chose to check the material list at this time, while Magni had already begun to instruct Onyxia on how to pound the metal plate correctly, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere behind him.
A few hours later, when the first weld was completed, although the edges were a little uneven, the overall shape was quite regular. Black Dragon was rarely satisfied with his work, and even used his paw to gently smooth out a bulge.
At this moment, a bronze-colored Time Rift. Chromie suddenly cracked open in the corner of the laboratory. She poked her head out furtively and looked around. "You guys have given up. Huh?!" Her eyes were round as she looked at the formed projectile.
A jet-black dragon claw suddenly pulled her out. Onyxia put a wrench into Chromie's hand with a sinister smile, "Little dwarf, it's your turn to tighten the screw." Her smile made Bronze Dragon shudder.
"I am Bronze Dragon! Not a repairman!" Chromie struggled, but Black Dragon's power could not resist it at all.
Deren shook the skewed tail fin on the bomb shell. "The time manager wants to 'maintain historical stability', right?" His tone was frighteningly relaxed, "--If this thing flies wrong, it will be Southshore Town that explodes."
Chromie turned around dully and saw Magni using her Time Sandglass as a level to calibrate the projectile, humming a dwarf tune.
Five minutes later, Bronze Dragon's desperate wailing echoed in the laboratory, "Sir Nozdormu! Come back quickly -" Her voice was drowned in a burst of metal knocking.
Jaina looked at this absurd scene and couldn't help but shake her head. But when she looked at the gradually forming bomb shell, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes. Perhaps, this group of misfits can really create a miracle against the devil.
Magni's loud voice interrupted her thoughts, "The next process! Calibrate the circumference! Jaina Little Princess, your magic comes in handy!"
Deren stood aside, looking at the "teammates" who were forced to cooperate, with a satisfied smile on his lips.
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