Brie Cinder is an ordinary resident of Darkfurnace City, who has inherited a few fields left by his father and lives a miserable life as a farmer, far less than the old men who drink and have fun in the Black Iron Bar all day long, but compared to the slaves who are squeezed out of the last drop of blood and sweat every day, the small life is also passable.

In his spare time, his greatest hobby is "fishing", there is a vast lava river under the Dark Furnace City, and of course it is impossible for fish to survive in it, but precious metals, shining crystals, and even valuable gems can be brought up by magma from the ground.

Although it was like looking for a needle in a haystack, his interest in "fishing" has only intensified since he once caught an unknown piece of metal and sold it to the famous metal collector Dohar for a fortune.

Today's luck is really not good, the hot sweat has been dripping almost a bucket, but still nothing, drink the last drop of water in the kettle, he decided to close the rod and go home.

But at this time, a black humanoid object floated down from the upstream, and the "big fish" came!

Brie's spirit is shocked, and sometimes the corpses will float down from the lava river, and the looting can also get some inheritance from the dead.

He swung his fishing rod, the line made of black steel wire cut through the air in an arc, and the three-pronged hook at the end accurately grasped the corpse, and the dwarf smiled proudly, this hand he had practiced to perfection.

The "dead corpse" was easily pulled ashore by him, and the dwarf's eyes were immediately attracted by the sword held in the dead corpse's right hand, the exquisite red crystal formed the main body of the sword body, the fine magic patterns, and the hilt carved by the dragon all proved that this sword was extraordinary.

The dwarf snapped the dead body's fingers and snatched the sword, a blazing light shining through his scarlet eyes, the sword must have been the target of the weapons collectors, perhaps this was his chance to make a fortune.

He was already thinking about how to raise the price, make a lot of money, and then buy a dozen slaves and enjoy the treatment of a master.

At this time, the corpse suddenly coughed, causing the dwarf to jump in fright, and he turned his attention to the person he had scooped up.

This is obviously a human being, his clothes are burned into black ash mixed with magma and stick to his body, but his skin is not burned, and after coughing just now, his chest began to rise and fall slightly, but he has not woken up, and he is still in a coma.

With this kind of sword and skin that doesn't get burned, this guy must be very difficult to mess with, and the dwarf suddenly had the idea of cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, but greed eventually prevailed, he had a better way to deal with this human, and he could make a small profit.

Carefully wrapping the sword, Brie pressed his excitement and dragged one of the human's feet as he sped home on his way home.

……

Unas suddenly woke up from the darkness, a wet chill on his head, face, and shoulders, and he immediately realized that someone had poured cold water on his head.

When he opened his eyes, there was a small, dimly lit room, where three or four dwarves were standing in front of him, one of whom was putting down his bucket.

These dwarves are slightly different from the Stone Eyebrows, with gray-black skin and scarlet eyes that indicate their identity - Black Iron Dwarves.

Turning his head to look around, the walls were covered with strange torture instruments, there was a stove on the right, and a few soldering irons burned red in it, and he himself was tightly chained to an iron chair, and he tried to struggle, but his whole body was weak and could not move.

"Listen, human," said the dwarf who stood furthest away, his voice hoarse with a metallic grinding, his ornate black robes, and a jewel-encrusted scepter in his hand, clearly the owner of the place, "I don't care what your name is, where you come from, or who your father is, from this day forward, you are the property of my Hold-Blackbeard. ”

Without waiting for Unas to react, he nodded slightly to one of the dwarves beside him, who stepped forward, pulled out a red-hot soldering iron, and slammed it on Unas's forehead.

"No!" Unas screamed, shaking his head desperately, several other dwarves pounced, several pairs of thick hands pressed his head, making him unable to move, seeing that the soldering iron was getting closer and closer, he thought about opening the invincible or holy blessing, but he couldn't break the chain, what should I do if the skill time has passed? It will also reveal his life-saving methods.

There was a snort, the sound of the meat being roasted, and the soldering iron finally imprinted on his forehead, and the fire-retardant mixture had long since lost its effect, and the severe pain made him almost faint again.

A smell of meat wafted through the room, and Unas stared at everyone in front of him, remembering their faces and paying back the pain he had suffered.

The dwarf who called himself Hold-Blackbeard stepped forward, looked into Unas's eyes and sneered, "Call me master." ”

Unas just looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.

Blackbeard suddenly smiled, "Sure enough, it's a guy who doesn't give in easily." ”

Just when Unas thought that the instruments of torture would come upon him, the dwarven slave owner turned around and commanded his men: "Whip him and throw it into the 'black furnace' when the time comes, so that he will understand what it means to submit to me." ”

With a clang, the iron door opened and closed, and Blackbeard left the room, and the interrogators sneered and removed the steel whip from the wall, and Unas closed his eyes, enduring a new round of pain.

……

After being sucked in a blur of flesh, Unas was put in a cage and transported to a dark cave.

The wounds were painful, but they were all flesh wounds, and they were not serious, and Luciferon's twin blades had caused him much more damage, but now that the wounds on his left hand and back had been closed, he judged that it should be a long time before the death match with the fire demon patriarch.

But what made him strange was that he had such a strong self-healing power, and even such a deep wound could grow, why did his strength not recover, and his whole body was soft and weak.

Then a voice came from the darkness, "Hey, new kid, what's your name?" ”

The source of the sound is not far to the left, the timbre seems to be a dwarf, it turns out that there are still people locked up here, Unas's name is not a secret, he replied: "My name is Unas, who are you?" ”

"I'm Morebi-Iron Mountain, Second Lieutenant of Infantry under the Hilllord Lundarn," the voice introduced himself, "I was captured in the last battle, and was sold here as a slave. ”

Unas, who the Hill Lord Rundarn was, had no idea at all, and he was not interested in knowing, and he had a question in his heart: "Is this the Blackstone Abyss?" Who is Holder Blackbeard? What is the Black Furnace? ”

"You don't know anything about this place? Aren't you a Black Iron Dwarf? Tie Shan asked rhetorically.

"I'm human, from Lordaeron."

"No wonder the voice sounds so sissy! We don't see many humans here, how did you get here? ”

"It's hard to put into words..."Inexplicably became a prisoner of the ranks, Unas was also very depressed, and what worried him even more was that the battle with the fire demons finally failed, so he was sold here as a slave by the fire demons?

This speculation is not logical, the Crimson Diamond is still waiting quietly in his space bag, and it is impossible for the fire demon to let him go.

(To be continued.) )