The dwarves seemed accustomed to this kind of conflict, and the other leader came out to make a round, and the four sides were safe again.

The dwarves in their respective leaders each took out a key, and the four keys were inserted into the heavy lock in the center of the circular iron gate, and the four of them turned the key at the same time, and there was a loud click.

"The lock is open, the lid is lifted!" One of them ordered.

Four or five dwarven soldiers immediately shouted trumpets and began to turn the noose next to the iron gate, and with a tooth-aching creak, the iron gate was lifted little by little, revealing a thin slit that could only be passed through by one person.

This iron gate is almost a meter thick, which is a desperate thickness, and no one will have the idea of escaping from here when they see this gate.

The dwarven soldiers began to grab the slaves out of their cages and throw them into deep wells, and those who dared to struggle and resist were often met with punches and kicks, and there were about sixty black iron soldiers in the hall, although they were at odds with each other, but they had always been the same heart for the slaves.

Finally, it was Unas' turn, he didn't resist uselessly, the effects of the cartilage had not faded, and even in his prime, he was not sure how to deal with so many dwarves.

Obediently pulled out of the cage and brought to the crack where the iron door was opened, the well was dark, I don't know how deep, the soldier behind him pushed him and shouted: "Go down!" ”

Unas glanced back at the Iron Mountain, which was still in the cage, crouched down and put his legs in first, sliding down against the stone wall like a slide.

The beginning of the wall of the well was almost vertical, and it couldn't stick at all, so he immediately made him turn over in the air, but soon came to a certain slope, and there must have been many people sliding down from here before, so it was rubbed very smooth, and Unas also slid down smoothly and quickly.

After sliding for a while, the shaft suddenly became vertical again, and when he looked down, there was a glowing hole in the distance, and he hurriedly took out a spare iron gun from his bag, the circular shaft was about two meters in diameter, and the iron gun was just a little longer than it.

He struck the iron spear horizontally, and the head and tail of the spear were scratched on the wall of the well, greatly reducing the speed of falling, and when he reached the entrance of the cave and looked down, there was actually a large pool of steam and hazy water at the bottom, and there were many figures around him, he put away his spear and jumped down.

I heard someone shouting: "Prepare to catch people!" ”

With a thud, Unas fell into the water and choked on a warm liquid with a strong sulfur smell, and the first thing he never dreamed of coming down was to take a hot spring bath.

A pair of rough dark arms fished him out of the water, and when he looked back, he saw that it was a black-faced and red-eyed black iron dwarf, and as soon as the other party saw his face, he pushed him away with force, and scolded: "******, a human, and a man with black beards!" ”

After scolding, he swam away without looking back, and Unas tried to flutter, barely floating on the water, shouting, "Help! I can't swim! ”

There was the sound of diving behind him, and he turned around, only to see a brown-haired young human swimming towards him quickly, and sure enough, he still had to rely on his compatriots to save his life at the critical moment.

The brown-haired young man swam closer, gently held his chin, and said, "Don't move, I'll take you ashore." ”

"Thank you, friend." Unas hurriedly thanked him.

The young man tugged at the corners of his mouth and swam quickly to shore.

The two swam to the shore, and immediately a few hands reached down and pulled them ashore, at which time the iron mountain also fell out of the hole in the ceiling, and there were already people waiting in the hot spring pool to catch people.

Unas knelt on the ground and coughed up a few mouthfuls of water, finally feeling better, and raised his head, four or five humans were surrounding him, all young people, he stood up and thanked him again and reported to himself: "Thank you for saving my life, my name is Unas, I am from Lordaeron." ”

"I'm Hart, from Stormwind," the brown-haired young man introduced himself, "There are very few Lordaerons here, how did you get caught?" ”

"I was knocked unconscious in a battle, and I woke up a slave to the dwarves, and I wanted to figure out what was going on."

Hart asked, "What kind of battle?" What army do you belong to? ”

"A battle against the invaders," Unas mumbled, not wanting to expose the fire demon, "I'm a paladin of the Silver Knights of the Dawn. ”

"Paladin? Are you a paladin? A young man exclaimed in surprise that Unas's embarrassment after falling into the water and screaming for help was too incommensurate with the glorious image of the paladin in his mind.

Unas shrugged his shoulders and opened the Holy Shield, a pale golden shield of light enveloped his body, and the identity of the caster of the Holy Light was unquestionable.

Hart frowned and said, "As far as I know, Silver Dawn is fighting against the Scourge in Lordaeron, thousands of kilometers away from here, how did you get here?" ”

"Only the Light knows." Unas wouldn't reveal anything about the spatial rift to someone they'd met less than a minute ago, even if he was his own savior.

Hart was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but he couldn't help Unas, so he had to say, "You can rest first, and we'll wait to see if there are any humans who come down and take you back." ”

"There are two more, I saw when I was up there," Unas turned off the holy shield, a slight show of strength was necessary, but not too conspicuous, and then asked a few people, "I'm new here, I don't know the situation here, can you tell me about it." ”

"I'll talk about this later, do you know how to heal?" A scrawny young man suddenly asked.

"I can do a little bit of superficial holy light surgery, but I can only treat skin injuries." Lv1's Holy Light has proven to be a waste many times, but Unas doesn't want to be a wet nurse, so he hasn't learned the skill of milk riding.

The thin young man was pleasantly surprised: "Great, Uncle Sam broke his leg two days ago due to the collapse of the stone, you must save him!" ”

"This, it depends on the extent of the injury, and I can't save it if it's serious." Unas would not dare to make empty promises for such a thing.

"I'll show you there." The young man pulled Unas and wanted to leave.

"Stop!" Hart shouted at this time, "Rams, have you forgotten the rules? Do you want to pull someone new to die with you? ”

The thin young man was stunned by the roar, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Big Brother Hart. ”

Unaschi said: "It's not that serious, what rules?" ”

It turns out that in this lawless underground mine, the number of humans is the smallest, and it is the most vulnerable group, and it is very dangerous to be alone, and it is likely to be attacked and killed by other races, so according to the rules, at least five people must act together in a group.

Several people were babbling to explain to Unas, and he gradually understood what kind of existence this place was.

Iron Mountain came to say hello and followed his fellow Black Iron away, neither he nor Unas expected that the people below were divided by race, and the fragile alliance between the two existed only in words.

After a while, the other two human slaves also fell, and Hart fished them both ashore, and after everyone rested for a while, and after making sure that no one would come down again, they walked together to the human gathering area.

(To be continued.) )