In her mind, it seemed like two villains were fighting, and a poor, weak and helpless voice reminded her not to take risks and return the way she came.

The other hot-tempered one shouted to her, wealth and danger are seeking, and the fire is obviously not ordinary! Hurry up and get it!

Vanessa looked left and right, there was no one around, and she seemed to be the only creature that could move around.

"This thing is related to me!" With a lame excuse, she leaned over slowly.

As if stepping over a wave of water, her form suddenly became much more real.

"Huh!?" She found that she had not returned to her original body, but after leaving the Emerald Dream Realm, she had become a spirit state.

Following her feelings, she had been looking for the light that made her feel so comfortable, and through the layout of the buildings around her, she felt as if she had come to some kind of bunker.

Like an invisible person, she walked past the many guards in sturdy armor.

With a short stature and a long beard, did you go to a dwarf city?

Unless the energy of the spirit world is particularly obvious, she can't see colors at all, she can't tell which tribe these dwarves belong to, and even because of the uncertainty of the Emerald Dream, she is not even sure if the current point in time is the point in time before herself.

Dwarf, a local tyrant with big shoulders and a round waist and bright armor!

Vanessa, weak, pitiful and helpless poor!

Robbing the rich and helping the poor, she did it without the burden of thought, turning left and right, climbing to high places from time to time, looking for a touch of red in this illusory world.

"Found it!" After looking around the perimeter for a while, it seemed to be a treasure trove, with two warriors who seemed to be at least high-level and eight mid-level warriors serving as guards.

Changing the physical state, she must have to kneel, ten warriors fight one thief? Does this have to be fought? Don't say it's her, it's no fun for Dafan to come.

Now there was no problem at all, she dodged the magic trap that flashed blue arcane colors, and slid through the wall beautifully.

A treasure trove of dwarves! It's beautiful just to think about! The only pity is that she can wear through the wall, and those treasures can wear her too! After trying, she couldn't pick up some gems that looked like grit in her spirit state, only the small red mass she could absorb.

Suck? Or don't suck?

Needless to say? Isn't that what I came here for?

This thing was a fiery red, very dazzling, she didn't see what it was, she only felt that it was very attractive to her, a kind of longing that welled up from the depths of her heart, she went up and 'woo' and bit down, and then ran back along the road from which she came.

If you don't run, you can't run, the alarm is off!

As she had seen before, the boundaries between the material and the immaterial were not clear. If something is placed there, you don't move, he doesn't move, it's naturally fine, you have to stretch out your hand, and you want everyone to know, how is this possible?

With four short legs and a tail wag to adjust her balance, she began to move between the material and the immaterial.

All she felt was a scorching flame burning through her body, and the flame flowed through her body as she ran, and her lightning-fast movements were now twice as fast.

An aqua-blue curtain suddenly exploded not far away, and with it a wave of arcane energy that she had been longing for.

There are still mages in this dwarven city?! I don't know if the other party will find out, the mage has too many means, she can't bet.

Bypassing what seemed to be the mage's position, she quickly walked between the walls and the corridor, and in a short time, she found the exit when she came, and her four small short legs brought out the afterimage, like a fiery red meteor, and rushed in with a snort.

......

Dark Furnace City.

This is the stronghold of the Black Iron Dwarves, and the truth is that even the Dwarves are not united these days.

With the great king of the dwarves, the king of the mountains, Modimus. Anvimar died, and the three tribes of Copperbeard, Brute Hammer, and Black Iron fought a war over the dominance of the Dwarves, known as the War of the Three Hammers.

The battle dragged on, but in the end, it was the Copperbeard tribe who came out on top and gained control of the dwarven royal city of Ironforge.

The Brute Hammer tribe moved most of their own people, choosing to obey and flee.

The Black Iron Dwarves burrowed deep into the mountains and continued their unyielding struggle.

Two hundred years ago, the Black Iron Dwarves summoned the projection of the Flame Lord Ragnaros in an attempt to gain great power to defeat the Copperbeard Clan, but the outcome was naturally very sad, and the Black Iron Dwarves were all reduced to slaves, serving as cannon fodder in battle, and also building weapons for the Flame Lord and his army.

Turning a blind eye to their cousin's tragic fate, the Dwarven tribe was completely divided, and the two tribes decided that the Black Iron Dwarves were an evil race, closing the door to dialogue and allowing them to wail between steel and fire.

Two hundred years have passed, and the current king of the Black Iron Dwarves, Dagran. Emperor Thoresen the Great is ambitious, not only to lead his people out of enslavement, but also to continue to fulfill the vision of his ancestors, defeat the Copperbeard tribe, and reunite the dwarves.

In order to achieve this wish, he has to find time every day to negotiate with the Flame Lord's subordinates, the cunning and powerful Salamander Exotus, selling miserably today, saying how many of our clansmen have died, hoping that the Flame Lord's work can slow down a little, and tomorrow it will be said that smelting is not easy, the ore in the Blackstone Mountain will be dug up, and the quality of the ore is declining, hoping that the other party will send a flame army to help his people open up the territory.

He wanted his people to be more prepared, and he wanted them to suffer fewer casualties in the next battle.

Obviously, he was too proud to be proud, but at this time, he had to bow his head and plead with the even more arrogant salamander Exotus.

Salamanders are creatures of the fire elemental realm, and unlike pure fire elementals, they have some flesh and blood in their bodies, so they can stay in the material realm for a long time.

The most cunning and powerful salamander of them all, Axotus was trusted by the Flame Lord Ragnaros and was tasked with managing the Black Iron Dwarves in Blackstone Mountain.

Unlike the lizards of the material world, Xosotus has the upper body of a humanoid, with hideous barbs on his arms and back, and the lower body resembles a large snake, lined with dense scales.

The sinister administrator sneered when he heard the dwarven king's words, and he slowly came to the dwarven king with his tail like a snake.

"Oh, listen, my poor little Dagran is complaining to me again."

The Dwarven King shouted, "It's Soreth the Great." ”

The other party didn't seem to hear: "Little Dagran, put away your calculations, I have seen countless intelligent races that are more cunning than you, and now their skulls can only decorate the throne of my lord, old Axotus gives you a suggestion, be honest!" ”

At the end of the day, his tone instantly became very manic, as if he was about to tear apart the dwarven king in front of him.