Seeing that the dwarven warrior had succumbed, a smile appeared on the human mage's face;

"Hehe, as a member of the alliance, of course I won't harm you. When you go to the bloody prison, as long as you save your life and can survive, one day, you will return to the alliance. Prisoners of war are exchanged, ransoms are redeemed, and even if they become slaves and are sold, it is possible to return to the Union. But if life is gone, then there is no hope, do you say? ", the magician gave the dwarven warrior a meaningful look and whispered;

"Yes, yes, dear ally, my favorite thing is to fight with human warriors and, of course, human mages. Moreover, on the battlefield, I have also saved the lives of seven or eight human warriors. So, help me, I'm going to live. "Fearful of death, the dwarven warrior finally put aside his dignity and tried to ask the mage for advice on how to survive in the bloody prison.

The dwarven warrior has never been afraid of death, but, like just now, the blood drawn without the power of resistance, like a pig to be slaughtered, without dignity and humiliation, is unbearable for the dwarven warrior to bear;

"Obedience! Complete obedience, from now on, stop thinking of yourself as a high League warrior, you are now a prisoner in the bloody prison. For the bloody devil, no, the most elegant, handsome, kind, and compassionate caretaker in the bloody castle, ahem, of course, I'm talking about the blood demon in the past, not the rookie now, but you have to treat the rookie just now as a demon, and you have to meet him wholeheartedly for all the requests he makes. In this way, he will be happy, and you will be able to live. The magician said with a serious face.

"Any requests? Don't. He asked me to tell him my cultivation method, should I tell him completely? The dwarven warrior asked with a look of surprise.

"Of course, you have to, but there's a trick here." The smile on the magician's face was sincere, but there was a sly merchant in his eyes. At this moment, he almost stretched out three fingers and rubbed them back and forth.

Seeing that the magician just smiled at him, he didn't continue. The dwarven warrior is speechless, is this really the greatest, most mysterious, and noblest mage among the human race?

"If only I could live. Dear allies, if we all make it out of here alive. So. I will give you a blue star that I have treasured all my life! The dwarven warrior said helplessly.

The blue star is the name of a gemstone, and in the eyes of players, it is a treasure-level inlay material, and the raw materials are divided into primary ones. Intermediate, Premium, and Superior materials are collectively referred to as Treasure Grade. Moreover, in the eyes of NPCs, its role is not only inlay materials, it can be used to make potions, it can be used as a single spell casting material, and even jewelry and rings can be made;

The blue star is a very rare gemstone. It is an associated ore of high manganese ore, and only has a small chance of getting it when mining high manganese ore, and the dwarves are generally very good at mining.

"Oh, yes, this is a very rare gem, a raw material for making magic ornaments, very rare, are you really willing to give it to me?" The magician asked in surprise.

"Yes, ally, although it is precious, it is not as precious as my life, and if I really leak my skills, my God, the Warrior Guild will definitely kill me, which is not much different from death." The dwarf said helplessly.

"Well, yes, the gem is gone, there is still a chance to dig it, but if the life is gone, then everything is over." The magician nodded and smiled, "Since you are so generous, then, I am embarrassed to hide it." Tell him, you can tell him some of the most basic, basic things first, and then tell him that these are the basics, and if you can't learn this, you can't learn the things that follow. ”

"Just, just, it's that simple? If he learns the most basic things, won't he continue to ask for the rest of it? The dwarf said angrily, "You are cheating, friend, I think the blue star is leaving you." ”

"Hehe, dwarven friend, don't be angry, and at the same time a member of the Light Alliance, how could I deceive you? This is the wisdom of the blood and tears of many prisoners in the bloody prison. Tell you, friends, blood clan, it is impossible to learn any cultivation skills, we are the Justice Alliance, they are the Evil Alliance, such a huge chasm, it is the arrangement of the gods, our exercises, the Evil Alliance cannot be cultivated; The magician said confidently.

"But, but he's a dark elf, not a blood clan;" The dwarven warrior said with a hesitant expression;

"This, the Dark Elves are also an unholy alliance, it must be fine, believe me;" The human mage was stunned for a moment, but then showed a determined look;

"Okay, then I'll trust you once, if the next time he comes to ask me about the cultivation method, I will give him the Berserker's lowest level "Wild Impact" technique, hoping that this will satisfy him, the God of Light is above, he must not learn it, otherwise, I will not have the face to see the patriarch; The dwarven warrior said sadly;

……

In the depths of the Bloody Prison, there is a wall carved with mysterious symbols, which is a place where important prisoners are held in the Bloody Prison, which is known as the Prison Chamber. And this wall is a door to enter the secret room. The mysterious symbol on the wall is a kind of magic array, which acts as a lock.

Few people would pay attention to this wall, and even the caretaker before Zhu Yan had never stayed in front of this wall for more than three seconds;

He always walked over this wall with great ease, and the intricate magical patterns on the wall seemed to be invisible;

Behind this wall, there is a secret room, which is not large, only a dozen square meters, and there is a wooden bed in it;

On the wooden bed lay a man of fifty or sixty years old, dressed in strange clothes, like a robe, with a green cloth belt around his waist, and a pair of cloth boots under his feet. The hair was long and scattered, covering half of his cheeks, and if you looked closely, this man had an oriental face, and I don't know why, he was imprisoned here;

"It seems, a new caretaker has arrived!" The man on the bed whispered suddenly;

The monk lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and looked at the black rock overhead.

Suddenly, in the silent secret room, a "ding" sound suddenly sounded.

On closer inspection, the monk's wrists, ankles, and neck were bound by a thin chain, which was very long and hung down on the bed. From time to time, a strange golden light flowed from the chain, and the surface was carved with tiny runes, similar to the runes on the wall outside the rice room, but it was more complicated.

If Zhu Yan is here, he can see the state of this Oriental, in addition to seven or eight bad states such as hunger, weakness, fatigue, etc., in the end, there is a black bad state "permanent paralysis";

For a person who is permanently paralyzed, he even uses such a strict guard, obviously, this Oriental man is stronger than those middle-level, high-level warriors and magicians outside the secret room, I don't know how many times;

The Oriental people who are paralyzed all over the body cannot control any part of the neck at all, and the only thing they can do is twist their heads slightly, open their mouths, blink, and even speak, not too fast.

But just now, when he noticed that the prison had changed to a new guard, the little finger of his right hand moved slightly, and as a result, the chain of his wrist was dispatched, making a "ding" sound, and the words "permanent paralysis" in the status bar were slowly becoming blurred;

A subtle smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes became brighter and brighter as he looked at the black rock above the chamber, and if anyone could get close at this moment and look closely at his eyes, they could see that in his dark eyes, there seemed to be endless stars spinning and colliding, emitting a blinding light.

……

Early the next morning, Zhu Yan went online early and began to follow the system prompts to put half a bowl of rice porridge in front of the fence for each prisoner; Each bowl will give him a hint to upgrade his experience by 500; "I'm bad, am I going to be trapped in this prison for the rest of my life?" Looking at this insignificant experience, Zhu Yan wanted to cry without tears;

"This is your last chance." After waiting for a long time, he finally saw Zhu Yan come in, and the magician reminded the dwarf warrior in a low voice.

The dwarven warrior's face was flushed, his brow furrowed, and his lips trembled unconsciously, obviously deep down with the dignity and glory of being a great, silver-armed dwarven berserker, fighting fiercely against the fear of drawing blood every day until death.

In the end, it was the threat of death that prevailed.

"Dear little brother of the Blood Clan...... Oh, no, my lord, my lord, my lord, please stay. The dwarven warrior struggled to get up, grabbed the railing of the cell, and whispered to Zhu Yan, who had already put down half a bowl of rice porridge and was about to leave.

Zhu Yan heard the sound of rattling iron cables, and thought that the dwarven berserker wanted to catch him through the fence, so he couldn't help but take two steps back vigilantly, and looked at the button next to the fence with a skeleton pattern;

Seeing Zhu Yan looking at the button, the dwarven berserker warrior was frightened, and hurriedly took two steps back;

"My lord, my lord, don't get me wrong, I specially apologize to you;" The Dwarven Berserker said in a low voice with a smile on his face;

"Hey, the NPCs here are quite good, they look very wise, could it be that the people imprisoned here are all free NPCs?" Zhu Yan's eyes lit up, and he thought in his heart: "If not, then there is a special mission?" ”

"Ahem, you stopped me, is there something wrong?" Zhu Yan asked in a low voice;

"Dear Lord Dark Elves, please forgive me, I have felt great remorse in my heart for my offense against you yesterday, and I hope to be forgiven by you." After speaking, he struggled to make a salute to Zhu Yan and said in a low voice.

"Well, it's good to know that it's wrong, when I draw your blood in the future, I'll be lighter;" Zhu Yan nodded, turned around and prepared to leave;

Hearing the word blood drawing, the dwarf couldn't help but shiver all over;

"My lord, my lord, if you have any requests, I will meet you, just ask you, can you not draw my blood;" The dwarf cried out miserably; (To be continued......)