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Undercurrents, molten slurry, nocturnal plants, dark creatures, iron ore, coal. The unrelated things of the different parts of the world are connected by a race that lives underground.

Dwarven remnants.

Ye Xiaofei regained his senses, and his first thought was: not dead.

When I opened my eyes, I had only one thought: it was in a dream.

The low houses, made of rock, are solid and sturdy, and a heavy smell comes from the paving.

Dwarven manufacturing pursues practicality, durability, and quality perfection. And the elves are more in pursuit of the perfection of the things themselves, and the elves can describe in one word, from houses to jewelry: beauty!

Ye Xiaofei looked around and said anxiously, "How can I dream at this time?" I'm going to be trapped in a hole. ”

The dwarf clan found Ye Xiaofei in the unstable border area, perhaps out of novelty, they had not seen the novelty of humans for many years, so they brought Ye Xiaofei back to the clan. However, Ye Xiaofei is likely to become a mining coolie, at least, for now.

The appearance of a black sword shook the entire dwarven remnant. The Spirit Sword, although it is a seal, but the artifact material is placed there, if it falls into the hands of the elves, look at it ugly, it is estimated that even if you take it, it will be dirty for your own hands. However, dwarves are born with forging as honor, and in front of this group of crazy people who pursue quality, the soul sword is an artifact, which is the lifelong pursuit of dwarf masters in the past.

The artifact that fell from the sky was like a thunderbolt from the sky.

Ye Xiaofei woke up once, thought it was a dream, closed his eyes and fell asleep again. When I woke up again, I was woken up by a loud sound.

On the fourth day of Ye Xiaofei's disappearance, there was another wave of beast baptism in the starting point village tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and at the end of the month in four or five days, medium-sized beasts came one after another, impacting the starting point village.

The village of the starting point, the town of Parra, and the five subordinate villages have come to the brink of riots and division. If Ye Xiaofei and Pami don't appear again, the entire force will definitely collapse.

No matter how much worry he has, he can't withstand Ye Xiaofei's panic.

Ye Xiaofei curled up in the corner of the wall and stared at a group of people vigilantly, one meter two or three tall: "What are you?" ”

A group of people chattered a lot, but they didn't understand a word.

A yellow-skinned dwarf, a female dwarf, threw everyone out of the room, carrying a plate of black bread and black juice, very sticky.

Ye Xiaofei stared vigilantly, without saying a word, he knew that there was a language barrier between them, and no matter how much he said, he would be blind.

The female dwarf put down the food, turned around and left the room, leaving Ye Xiaofei alone looking at the ceiling blankly. The four walls of the room were inlaid with a stone that emitted a soft light, and the faint light made Ye Xiaofei recognize the reality: at least he was still alive.

The dwarf clan is another race favored by the heavens, born with divine power, and the clansmen are glorious spirits when they become adults, and because of their innate divine powers, they are stronger than those of the same level of glory spirits.

Dwarves live in clans, and the patriarch has the final say on all matters, and the elderly and respected people are regarded as elders, and retired patriarchs are also members of the elders. The Hephaus clan is the surname of this dwarven tribe, named after the god of fire, following the ultimate combination of fire and forge.

Of the twelve dwarven clans, the Hephaus clan is the purest one, and they are not infected by the filthy minds of humans. Accompanied by flames, forging for a living, a perfect work, even at the expense of one's own soul and body.

The Hefes clan is a concentration camp for madmen, and this phrase has been circulated in the literature of various countries. Also because of their dedication to craftsmanship, when the dwarf kingdom was destroyed, the Hefes clan did not retreat into the abyss world with their companions, but took refuge in the Warcraft Forest.

Hephaus - Sparta! The current patriarch had just taken over the position of patriarch for thirteen days, and he encountered such a happy event: the artifact descended from the sky!

The twelve elders of Hephaus were all gathered in the main hall, and the hall made of precious obsidian was priceless. Obsidian is a rare item at the same price as gold.

A dwarf, wrapped in metal, walked with a clattering sound: "Report to the Patriarch!" The human woke up. ”

The dwarf's beard is long, but it does not change color easily, and it does not turn white until the last years of life, when it is weakened, and once it turns white, it is a sign that the old dwarf has half a foot in the coffin.

The dwarves have the longest beards, and the oldest dwarves in this tribe make people worry that they will fall down when they walk: "Sparta, other people's things, return them after reading them." ”

It is rude to call the patriarch by his first name. However, the other elders didn't even blink, and the two fathers and sons loved to call them whatever they wanted.

"This sword has been sealed. However, looking at the material and feel, it is not its final form, but at least it is also a Horcrux! ”

The eldest elder dwarf snatched the Soul Sword and looked at the elder who spoke with disdain: "After the seal is unsealed, it will be at least an immortal weapon, you old thing, go back and beat you iron, and don't come out to show off." ”

Sparta was even more reluctant, and returned a fairy weapon when he got it, and now the human being is his own, and his things are naturally his own, and he said cheekily: "Great Elder, that human being is my slave, and the slave's things are naturally mine, put this sword here first, and then return it to him when I unseal it." ”

Great Elder, the snow-white bearded dwarf carefully touched the Soul Sword Boy, and shook his head in disappointment: "You don't have that ability, this sword has a contract with that human, and only that human can break the seal layer by layer." Don't think about forcibly taking possession of this sword, even if the dwarven kingdom is still there, we won't be able to break the contract. So, except for that human, this sword is about the same as scrap metal in your hands, and you will return it after reading it. ”

Ye Xiaofei devoured the hard black bread, and that glass of juice was the most unpleasant that Ye Xiaofei had ever drunk, but it was still dry in one gulp.

Squeak!

A dwarf pushed the door open, with a fiery red beard, a dark and red complexion, strong facial features, and explosive muscles.

"Your sword!"

The dwarf threw the Soul Sword to Ye Xiaofei, and looked Ye Xiaofei up and down curiously: Do humans grow so tall?

Ye Xiaofei took the Living Spirit Sword and secretly breathed a sigh of relief: at least, there is still a little power to resist. And no one will issue weapons to the captives, who are not yet captives.

The dwarf Sparta and Ye Xiaofei looked at each other for a minute, and Sparta's thick lips suddenly popped out: "Human slave, how did you get in?" ”

"Slaves? I? Ye Xiaofei pointed to himself in astonishment: When did you become a slave?

"Is there a second human here?"

"What do you call you?"

"According to the rules of your human race, you will be called Lord Sparta!"

"Sir?" Ye Xiaofei looked at the other party's face and tone, he was probably just a young man, how could he call himself a master?

"It's Lord Sparta! Remember, it's no dinner again, now go to the mines, human slave. ”

"Dig what?"

“―――――”

Spartan took Ye Xiaofei out of the stone house and walked towards the mine, along the way, the dwarves pointed at Ye Xiaofei, as if they were looking at rare beasts.

The territory of the dwarves, a huge underground space, should be an underground fault, according to the Spartan lord, far to the left of the camp, glowing red, that is the flowing magma, that is very dangerous, there are many monsters living in the lava. On the right is a dark river, which is quietly left.

Behind the tribe is a cliff, the only way to the unknown. Where there are countless dark creatures, dwarves are a delicacy in their eyes.

The Hephaus clan did not live well, living on thin ice day and night.

"Lord Sparta!" Through communication, Ye Xiaofei knew that Sparta was not bad, and even had the idea of a soul sword: "In that case, why do you insist on living here?" ”

"The group of old men said that the molten lava on the left has the fire of the center of the earth, and the dark river on the right has the ice of the cold pool, the best thing for forging spiritual weapons. However, over the years, I haven't seen a few people who can create spiritual weapons. Hey, it's a pity, I don't have enough soul power, and every time I fail to inject the soul in the last step. All the hard work was in vain. ”

"You guys? Can you create a spiritual weapon? Isn't there a fixed number of artifacts? Heaven and earth spirit treasure, can it still be made? ”

"Ridiculous! Who told you that? But that's right, we dwarves have withdrawn from the Douling Continent, and there are indeed few races that can create spiritual weapons. ”

It's a tough race! Ye Xiaofei was dumbfounded: Listening to this tone, can you really make a spiritual weapon?

"Boy, don't think that you don't have to work if you're close to the master, give it, take it and go to mining."

A basket on his back, a mining pickaxe, and Ye Xiaofei, who was wearing big pants, was driven into the mine.

"This is my private mine, just three forks, I'll pick you up at night, oh! By the way, watch out for the Ice Snake and the Flame Rat, two of them seem to have run in recently. ”