"According to memory, we will go through the Wind Blade Abandoned Mine next, and after passing the mine, we will go to Fishy Wind Island, and then we will be resigned to fate."

The next day, Heijia woke up and said while rubbing his head.

Brother Tiger found a wild vegetable he knew nearby, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't dare to eat it. In a place like the Hell Swamp, anything is possible, and you really don't need to eat too many times if you don't have to.

An emerald green lizard emerged from a crack in the stone and stared at the group in the early morning, its scarlet tongue licking its eyelids, looking a little ill-intentioned.

Black Armor sucked it into his hand with a vacuum explosion, and the force was just right, and the lizard didn't have time to struggle. Shippo looked at his stomach: "You are disgusting. ”

"Thank you for the compliment," Hei Jia had an expression of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

A few people walked for a while, there were wriggling black spots in the distance, and when they got closer, they found that it was a group of fleeing West Road, the elf Noah had it, and there were even many dwarves who usually had little contact with the outside world. It's all ragged and embarrassed.

Brother Tiger secretly screamed bad luck, why did he run into a refugee at this time?

Qibao knew more about the local folk customs, and even recognized many tribes that once hated each other, and at this time they even temporarily reached a unified route, and the main transportation force included yaks, elk, camels, and wild boars with dwarven characteristics.

Many elves don't even care about cherishing the physical strength of the mount, and they give the white deer their belongings on their backs, and the animal skins and wooden tools occasionally fall along the way, and the elves don't care about picking them up, but instead urge the mounts under the car even harder, and there is something terrible behind them to chase after death.

A few people probed in the bushes and heard some fragments of news, it seems that the originally abandoned Wind Blade mine has been occupied by a certain organization, including the appearance of a terrible monster in the mine, and many local residents have recently been forcibly plundered by that organization into the mine, and their lives and deaths are unknown.

"Could it be the pirates from Fishwind Island?" Shippo guesses.

Heijia denied this idea: "Impossible, the Noyinya Alliance is not going to let the local forces be presumptuous to this extent, and haven't you noticed, since we arrived in the Hell Swamp, not to mention those small villages, even the troops in the Outlaw Village have secretly withdrawn a lot, and recently even the caravans transporting ebony have not dared to come here to do business, either there is an accident in the southwest of the Hell Swamp, or it is ......"

Hei Jia's own tone was a little uncertain: "Or is there something that the Noyinya Alliance of the West Road can't control?" ”

Brother Tiger frowned: "But if the Hell Swamp is not protected by the army of the West Road, then what about the Golden Plains?" If there were really forces that occupied the Hell Swamp, entered the richest golden plain of the Western Great Road, and retreated back to the Hell Swamp, which had complex terrain, wouldn't it be extremely chaotic? ”

"Whatever" Hei Jia waved his hand to call the black tiger: "The more chaotic the situation, the more we can fish in troubled waters." ”

Needless to say, continue south.

Wind Blade Mine, to be precise, it is more suitable to say that the Wind Blade Waste Mine, once this was a mine with the same name as the East Road Ruby Mine and the Sun Halo Mountain Slope, there are no dangerous monsters nearby, and the mineral deposits are relatively rich, and the West Road abandons here half of the mining difficulty, and half of it is also a historical reason.

In fact, this is already an open secret, if the most miserable race is selected between the Eastern and Western Continents, the first one to bear the brunt will definitely be the war demons of the East Great Road, until now many war demons have been forced to come to the West Great Road as a second-class citizen to make a living.

The war demons are difficult brothers, the dwarves are actually not much better, this world is very realistic, the fists are not big, and the dwarves are not easy to speak, the dwarves are rich in winemakers, bakers, and local forging and smelting technology, but for war, the dwarves are often not comparable to the elves and Noah......

Not to mention the ease with which they slashed at the dwarves condescendingly, the dwarven mages were inherently shorter than other races because of their height.

Although dwarves nominally have legitimate rights and interests in intelligent beings, most of the mines, slave quarters, mills, and prison cells are made up of swarthy dwarves.

When the Wind Blade Mine was once called the Wind Blade Mine, most of the hard labor used was also dwarves.

In fact, it is said that it is hard labor, but in fact, it is basically prisoners in prison cells and other places who are brought out before the end of the sentence to exert their residual heat, and after the end of the sentence, few of these people can return to their hometowns safely. Many people have not seen sunlight since they entered, except for the faint color of candles and rubies mined.

The cave is large, cold and damp, and the average person who stays here for less than a month loses their physical ability to keep warm, and their bodies cannot feel the heat, and all the laborers here suffer from water moss, a virus that comes from the annoying mosquitoes and a small leech in the mine.

Until the appearance of a dwarven woman, Oris, who is rumored to be a descendant of the dwarven god Euro (the god of iron wall talents), of course, there must be exaggeration and propaganda in this, but her red hair, which burns like fire even in the mines, may be part of Euro's irritable blood in some ways.

Oris, who was born in a dark cell in the Golden Plains to unscrupulous parents, was sent to the Wind Blade Mines when she was five years old, and if nothing happened, she would have worked hard here for the rest of her life, and then died of exhaustion in her forties or fifties, and if she was unlucky, she might have died of water moss or a leather whip.

The Wind Blade Mine is too big, producing hard crystal ore and soft gold sand in the deepest part. The rest of the place produces copper and silver ore, and in order to facilitate management, the deepest part is also the closest to the underground place, and the army in charge of guarding it will not directly supervise, but will accept the minerals transported from the depths of the earth every month with a cloth canopy, and then send the corresponding food according to the amount of minerals.

Dwarves do not reject human flesh, especially in the dark underground, where the cruelty within them seems to be more thoroughly aroused.

Seemingly born with a talent for leadership, after killing the previous leader through a challenge, Orise began to gather her own people and stealthily build an area larger than the original mine, unbeknownst to the army, and no one would want to go to the dark place as long as enough ore was delivered each month.

Then, through coercion, coercion, and assassination, she and the leaders of the rest of the mines came to an agreement to fight for their freedom.

Gradually, the aging people still can't escape the fate of being killed, but their flesh is used to nurture the dwarves who are temporarily unable to contribute due to injuries, and the new ones who are imprisoned need to be selected by Oris to kill the weak and dominate the strong, which is what she does to her own people.

Unbeknownst to the army, in five years, the number of dwarves in the mines had increased fivefold compared to the original number, and gradually became unified.

However, although the mine cave extends in all directions, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but there is a fatal shortcoming---- there is only one exit, as long as the entrance of the cave is sealed, everything inside will lose its original order, and the dwarves are left with only one way to kill each other, maybe the last dwarf will be left in half a year? At least that's what the elves and Noah thought.

But Aurise has her own weapons. A substance that has never been discovered, a substance that has never been seen on the continent again---- the Moonstone.