I don't know if it's because they're born black that's why they're called black-body dwarves, or if it's because they never bathe, and their bodies are all black like that. I guess it's also the cause of sweating, but I don't know if it's oil or sweat, but their skin is glowing under the red fire and magma molten iron. Don't say it, that shine looks pretty good in this environment.

The huge dungeon is full of people, and this group of guys seems to be really iron-clad, and they don't seem to need to rest! I haven't seen a single person resting, all of them are constantly busy. After squatting there for a while, I even worried about them, at least I had a day shift and a night shift! Thinking of this, I looked up at the dome, and there was no sky in this place.

I don't know if you feel this way, but when you arrive in a dark place, the sense of time changes a lot! I don't know exactly how long it has been, but every minute and second is completely chaotic at this point, let alone asking me if it's day or night. With no concept of time and so non-stop work, I really can't figure out what they want to do and what they are doing.

Of course I wasn't squatting to see how they were doing, but I wanted to sneak out, and not far in front of me was a bunch of shirtless soldiers, who didn't have to work, just stood there with whips and stuff.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, they finally changed shifts, and I quickly flashed out of here when they weren't looking. After sneaking in and hiding in a pile of clutter, I looked back to see where the entrance to the passage was, and I had to remember that this place was the way back!

Once in the city, I thought it would be like a fish in water, relaxed, but the reality is just the opposite!

They were dwarves, so they weren't all tall, but the size of the buildings they built was barely acceptable for a normal human like me. Most of the dwarves fell asleep in their beds as soon as they got home, and some ate before they went to bed, and it seemed that the stones had to rest.

After they had fallen asleep, I took the opportunity to sneak into their house, with a sleeping dwarf on the bed, and I rummaged through his cabinets to see if there was anything special in the group that deserved my attention. But the result is nothing! This guy doesn't have anything in his house worth stealing. Of course, in the words of the Morgan woman, they were slaves! How could a slave have something good?

Thinking of this, I decided to find the location of their king, and the armor and weapons of Lothar must be in the hands of the king, and if not in the king's hands, they must be in the hands of those important people. So I hunched over and walked through the dimly lit city.

I suddenly remembered the Ironforge Fort, which was cleaner than here, the air fresher than here, and more importantly brighter than here. I don't need too much light, but the darkness here is so depressing that I can.

At first my mind was clear, but as I walked, suddenly I became confused, and I kept correcting the direction and bearing, and I had to make sure where I had gone, where I had gone, and where I was now. But after walking for a long time, I walked more...... When I suddenly wondered if I had made a mistake and wanted to recall, the memory in my mind was suddenly messed up!

I just felt a cold sweat break out all of a sudden.

Am I lost?

After this thought came to me, I felt that the memory in my head was even more messed up. I quickly turned around and leaned against the wall, and when I found that looking back at the darkness behind me was more confusing, I turned around and crouched on the ground. I stared at the glimmering corner and quickly remembered that it was just now! How I got here, where I turned from, how many intersections I walked!

I reminisced and remembered for a long time, but finally I had to admit it...... Except for the first few intersections, and how to go just now, most of the memories in the middle ...... Gone!

I managed to get lost here!

Yes, that kind of thing can happen to me...... It is said that people have missed horses and horses, but this bird place is really troublesome. It's not a glorious thing, I know, but I don't care if it's glorious, no one knows or sees it, the only thing that worries me is how I'm going to get out.

I know that everything has a price to pay but this price makes me very anxious, I don't like this place very much, not at all! This place only makes me feel depressed, I feel impatient, and there is nothing else I can praise for this.

After calming down, I reminisced about the place I had first entered, and it was only a matter of time before I found it. So I kept touching, and I couldn't run in vain, could I?

And the deeper I went, it really gave me a new understanding of this group of black dwarves. The Black Iron Dwarves were indeed oppressed, most of them were silent, and they rarely communicated with the people around them, which made me wonder if their language skills had deteriorated or if they had their tongues pulled out.

There was no laughter or laughter, just their dark numb faces and their red dull eyes. Sometimes when I look at their faces in the dark, I think of the Copperbeard Clan, and it's a world of difference. Most of the Copperbeard tribes on land are cheerful, and their eyes under their thick fur are always bright, and the way they laugh with their wine glasses is vivid in front of my eyes.

And the guys here...... Ha! What a slave!

But when I went deeper and saw those fire people, the dwarves there were a different look, no longer all silent and dumbfounded, but in the mental state that dwarves should have.

It dawned on me that I was in the heart of the dungeon. The number of dwarves here has decreased significantly, if I had just entered the outer city, where there were mostly ordinary residents, or slaves, but here it was a barracks, and it was rare to see civilians dressed in ordinary clothes, and although it was just as hot here, the people here were clothed, and there were no topless men, let alone naked women.

And these people seem to be in a very good state of mind, most of them talk and laugh, and these people don't work!

And when I saw the gladiatorial arena here, I didn't feel good!

Can you believe that there is a gladiatorial arena in such a place? The people of the outer city were insensitive, the people of the inner city were overjoyed, and I could even hear the cheers and shouts coming from the gladiatorial arena so far away.

This class division is a bit too obvious! But this is not what surprised me the most, but there was still room for a gladiatorial arena in this place...... That's a bit of an exaggeration! I'm really underestimating this bird place. It's a lot bigger than Ironforge, and I've been to and visited Ironforge, but it's much bigger than I realize. Not only is the inner city big, but there are roads up and down this bird place.

In other words, it's not a plane!

Ironforge is great! But the Iron Forges are just that layer, an extension of a plane, but it's not here, it's a three-dimensional! I saw the lava waterfalls pouring down from above, and I saw the scorching rivers of flames. This place......

Ah, how to describe it.

The word "accessible" does not convey what it is like to be here. It was only here that I really felt that the Black Iron Dwarves were not the dumb looks I saw. The bridges they had built over the River of Fire cut through mountain after mountain, connecting places that would otherwise be impossible.

In the hollowed-out mountain, I looked up and saw the upper city spiraling above and the lower city that seemed to have no bottom, which made me feel a little dizzy. It is also said that the number of Black Iron Dwarves has been reduced to the point where they cannot wage war, but seeing this, I feel that this place will definitely exceed the area of Stormwind City if it is spread out evenly, and the population here is ...... Not a little at all!

Of course I'm not here to travel, I know exactly what I'm here for.

But when I saw those familiar figures...... What do you feel until that feeling? Incredible? No, it's incredible! I really saw the orcs! The tall orcs were giants in front of the dwarves, but the orcs didn't seem to be overly arrogant or anything toward the dwarves.

They still seem to be relatively harmonious. And it wasn't just one or two orcs, but as I followed the orcs and walked in, I found the orc's lair! But when I leaned down and looked down, I realized that the orcs lived much taller than the dwarves! That is, the orcs live in the upper area, and the dwarves are in the lower level or the bottom layer.

The orcs here don't have blood-red eyes, which makes me feel pretty good. But on the orc's territory, the air here became more and more filthy, and even filled with the smell of. And the further you go, the more you go, the taste is really ...... The thicker. But they should be used to smelling, so they don't smell anymore. And when I stepped on the lump that I don't know who pulled it, it felt soft, and after stepping on the soft and slippery, my heart was already galloping.

But as far as I've observed, the orcs here seem to be living quite well! Orcs are much more energetic than dwarves, and although the place where they live stinks, these guys are not at all depressed, nor silent, nor dull, because this group of people is very noisy, and once a conflict breaks out, it is a fight. And the people around them were happy to watch them fight. But when I was thinking about how to rush in and destroy them if I needed to do so, those even more incredible things unfolded before my eyes!

If only it were orcs...... But what's the matter with those dragons!

Back then, I had seen a green-colored dragon in the swamp east of the Windwind Canyon, which was more than two meters tall and had four claws on its lower body...... It resembles a lizard-like body, and its upper body resembles a humanoid shape with long hands. The head is a huge lizard-like head.

I call them Dragonmen or Half-Dragons, Half-Humans, and I really don't understand how the armor on these things is made. Now I see it again, except that the bodies of these guys are not green, but black.

I remember when I was in Northrend, I saw the blue dragon, and the blue dragon was the blue dragon. You can tell by the color.

I was amazed at how these orcs could be mixed up with the black dragons. I think the first thing the orcs enslaved was the red dragon! The dragon that destroyed the navy of Kurtilas back then was the Red Dragon, and I remember that it was said that Dalaran and Lordaeron sent people to Grimbaatar to save the Red Dragon! But these are black dragons! How did these dragons come about?

The higher I went, the more I didn't dare to go, not only were there more and more dragons, but larger and larger dragons were also appearing. There is more than one behemoth with wings larger than a house!

I began to worry if I would be able to get out of it if I was discovered.

To be honest, I should have some control over this kind of welcome, or calm down, after all kinds of circumstances, but the reality is that I am starting to become more and more worried. The small wyverns flying around, crouching on the shoulders of the orcs and their heads, perhaps standing higher up and watching everything around them.

I can't go any further! I have to go back! I really can't go any further! Unless I'm completely invisible, if I want to slip through these gadgets, maybe only a soul after death can do it!

So I decided to go back, and I thought it was very, very remarkable to give this information to Morgan, and I thought it would be a great gift as a gift from a friend.

It's very hard to figure it out, and this place is a maze that doesn't sound good! I've made a mistake countless times, and although I keep remembering where I went, I have to remember all the roads here if I want to find the right way in this dimly lit place!

I really have to thank Alsace for giving me the ability to eat, sleep, or even drink. It took me a few days that I can't remember, maybe two days, maybe three days, or more! When I saw the familiar scene, the passage leading to the outside, I hated having to rush over and get out of here.

As I walked out of the mountain, I looked back at the place where I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and I thought that if necessary, I would strongly recommend that the dwarves build a device and blow the mountain up completely, blow it up, blow it up once and for all. I never want to come here again! Never!

My horse was gone, so I followed the road back to Morgan's sentry, and her eyes were full of surprise and surprise, "You're still alive!" Her joy was not pretended.

"That's a good word!" I say. "You think I'm not going to make it, do you?"

"Most likely." "I tried to get in, but then I gave up," she said. ”

"The view is pretty good, I would never want to go a second time when I went in once, and I definitely don't want to subtract a second time!" I shook my head vigorously, "It's so easy to get lost in that place, and the number of Black Iron Dwarves is completely more than you expected, and the few people out there aren't enough to see in that place." I said, "But what I want to say is...... Black Iron Dwarves are nothing, you know there are orcs there? ”

"I know." She said.

"You know?" I cursed in my heart, "How do you know?" ”

"The orcs were not driven out at that time, and some of them ran into the interior of the Black Rock Mountain, this is ...... You should know, isn't that what you've experienced? She said.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I frowned.

"I thought you remembered!"

"I forgot! All I remember is that the remnants of them fled. I said, "But I remember that there were a lot of captives." ”

"I haven't experienced it, and I probably know less than you, but some of the orcs did flee into the mountains after their defeat."

"Why don't you blow them up with bombs! That's it once and for all. I said.

"I can't do this." She said.

"But there's a dragon in there!" I say! "Have you heard of this?"

"Dragon!" Morgan's face changed suddenly. "You say...... Did you see the dragon? ”

"Yes."

"How is that possible?" She couldn't believe it, "There can't be a dragon there!" ”

"Nothing is impossible." I said, "I'm wondering, but they do exist, and I swear I'm not mistaken." ”

"What color?" She immediately asked

"Hey, you still know the colors of dragons?" I said curiously.

"Of course I do!" She said. "Say it quickly."

"Guess what."

"Can you stop making trouble? Tell me I'm going to write to Stormwind right away. ”

"You seem to be used to talking about black iron dwarves, and you are not nervous when it comes to orcs, what is wrong with these dragons?"

"Say the color!"

"What are you anxious about! They don't come to bite you. I said.

"If you don't deal with it in time, the consequences may be unimaginable!" She said.

"And what unbearable consequences?"

"Color! Mr. Bill! The woman became serious.

"Black!" I say.

The woman's face was visibly frozen, and she even froze in place.

"Are you alright?"

"Is it really black?" Her eyes were full of surprise.

"Black!" I say for sure.

"What else do you see?" She hurriedly asked.

"Nothing." I said, "There seem to be a lot of black dragons in the mountains now, and there are even more of those little dragons." Seeing her staring at me solemnly, I said, "You seem nervous. ”

She was indeed nervous, and she hurriedly said, "This matter must be reported to Stormwind City immediately." I said.

"Hey, wait......" I grabbed her.

"How?"

"There's something I need to tell you." I snorted, "I suddenly remembered something. I sneered and said, "You know there's a woman named Katrana in Stormwind right now." ”

She looked at me suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

"What's wrong? Don't you know what happened to me? I said, "The time I was captured in Stormwind." ”

"I don't really know ......," she said.

"That's ...... I'm going to kill her. "I said." You may not know it, but that woman is not human! ”

"What?"

"She's not human!" I shouted. Looking at her complicated face, I said, "She's not human!" She was...... Dragon! ”

Morgan laughed and called me inexplicable, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Are you serious?"

"What's wrong with you?" I said, "Am I not serious?" ”

"How do you know she's not human?"

"I tried to assassinate her, but I failed." I said, "The masonry brotherhood was finally framed and expelled by the king and has a direct relationship with this woman!" So I went to kill her, and it was because of this that I was caught, and it was because of this that I knew that she was not human. ”

"Why?"

"I sneaked into her room this time back." I say.

Morgan frowned, "You mean ......"

"It's not for nothing that she's offering such a high price." I said, "And there's another dragon scale in her room." ”

"Do you know dragon scales?"

"I've killed dragonmen, do you believe that I've killed dragons?"

She shook her head slightly, "What have you been through?" ”

"And the reason I was caught was because she showed her fangs, revealing her original appearance!" I say.

"She's transformed?"

"Transfiguration?" I laughed, "She burned me with fire!" She burned me like she was going to burn me! Then blame me! ”

"Why aren't you dead?"

"How do I know! I'm just not dead! I said.

"A dragon's flame can melt steel." She said.

"You know quite a bit!" I said, "But I'm not dead, and I don't think about it until now." I shook my head and said, "After you send this report to Stormwind...... Maybe you'll be fine, or maybe you'll disappear with this sentry. ”

Morgan's face became solemn, "What then?" ”

"What should I do?" I laughed, "You ask me?" ”

Morgan stopped talking, she was silent.

Morgan had been asking about it that night, and she asked me to go through all the details of what I had seen in it, and she asked me to draw a map.

"I went this time and never wanted to go again." I said, "I advise you not to go." ”

Morgan looked at me deeply, "That's what I'm trying to tell you." ”

"I'll give it back to you now." I say.

"I'm worried." She said.

"What are you worried about?"

"I think...... Something must have happened to the black dragon and these guys. ”

"Needless to say?" I sighed, "Stormwind is now the world of that woman named Katrana. ”

Morgan looked at me, "Where's Varian?" ”

I shook my head a little angrily, "I really don't know. ”

"If you can find him, maybe you can avoid a disaster." She said.

"What does this have to do with me?" I said, "When they abandoned us, especially me, I didn't expect that there was still some affection for us. ”

"There are still many innocent people in the Stormwind Kingdom."

"Many of the expelled Masonry Brotherhood members are also innocent."

"There must be a misunderstanding between Varian and you." Morgan said.

"Misunderstanding, of course there is a misunderstanding, but I don't really want to settle my suspicions with him now." I said, "I don't think that's necessary." ”

"Moreover, who is the king of this kingdom and who is not? He can be, and so can Berval, not to mention that Varian Ureon's ancestor is the one who robbed the throne of the Lothar family. ”

Looking at Morgan, who was a little stunned, I said heavily, "Lothar...... In fact, he is the real king! ”