The flame illuminates the darkness, the flame brings hope, and the flame brings death.

That explosion didn't kill many people, but it was more than enough to stun some, and of course it ignited the surrounding oil.

The black-iron dwarves, clad in trousers and almost topless, struggled in the flames, tumbling and then falling to the ground, their bodies burning under the flames. And those who could still run out of the flames struggled and rolled on the ground trying to extinguish the fire on their bodies, but their hair and beards were so thick that it was easy to say that their beards were on, but the intensity of their hair burning their heads like torches could not be imagined by ordinary people. Maybe it's because I never wash my hair, but it burns for a long time.

There are also those who can't stand the fire and choose to solve their own pain by themselves.

These dozens of fellows were served by me, and those who were not seriously injured were dazed by the loud noise and the burning of the fire in the blink of an eye. I crouched behind the box in the corner and watched them, not rushing out to clean up the mess. I am not ready to use muskets, bows and arrows are enough.

The smell of burnt meat is particularly pronounced in the air, but the smell of burnt flesh is particularly pronounced. Those whose flames had been extinguished early chose to help their companions, and when I saw this, I flashed out from behind the box to send those fellows to the land of the dead.

This explosion should tell the four of them to hurry up, and I really can't do anything if I wait a little longer. After shooting some down, some of them reacted and grabbed their weapons and rushed towards me, and without hesitation, I threw away my bow and arrows and drew my musket.

It's a light-hearted and non-tiring way for me to do it.

I fought and retreated, moving in the direction of the entrance they had come from. And after two muskets and six bullets were solved, there were no more people who could still get up and shout at me on the spot, or who wanted to shout at me. I know there are people who play dead, but if everyone is subdued, there is no need to rush to kill them all.

The way to block the entrance was the right one, and these people managed to be controlled by me all. Retracting the musket, I ran a few steps and retrieved the bow that had been thrown on the ground, it was my treasure.

Without the slightest nostalgia I rushed out of here, I had to move quickly, or I could help Varian clear their way forward.

But I didn't have to run far away, and a voice from the front told me that more reinforcements were coming.

If I had ten or eight, I would have been able to handle it, but the footsteps were not much worse than they had just been. So I chose to hide, hid behind the wall and began to reload the two guns that had just been missed.

This large group of people rushed over and was sure to give them a few blocks, and I gritted my teeth and chose to turn back again to help them. I don't know how much trouble these guys have caused and how much trouble they have caused now.

Quietly following them, and sure enough, the four of them were blocked by this group of guys. All I could do was put cold arrows behind them, but it was these people who used up all my arrows and ran out of my twelve musket rounds again.

The rest was left to them, and after firing four muskets I turned and left, and the guys I had attacked from behind also discovered my whereabouts, and seven or eight men rushed towards me. I didn't rush back, I didn't want Reggie to see me, even though I had seen him.

It wasn't hard to deal with these guys, and after the three bullets I pulled out my blades, and I admit that they were strong, fatter than me, thicker than me, but there was no such defense at all with bare arms. When the hammer smashed into them, you could clearly feel how the bones were broken and shattered.

A war should be a quick one, but I didn't go far and I was confused. Yes, I'm lost.

You can't blame me for this, it's dark in here!

So I hid aside, I can't make a way for them, I guess one of these four guys knows the way! Gave them the striker and I followed them again. Looking at Reginald from behind, this guy seems to have suffered a lot here.

At this time, Reginald was already relatively weak, and he was no longer the fat, muscular and strong warrior he used to be. Varian carried him and ran forward. But for some reason, they led the way and ran out for a long distance but didn't meet any enemies, maybe this is the favor of the god of luck.

And when I saw that we came to the place I knew, there were still a lot of black iron dwarves here, and there were even dogs!

They also have dogs, which is the first time I've seen them, but their dogs are really ugly. It's hairless and reddish-brown, and I can't even describe that face, and if I have to, I can only describe it as a wild boar and hyena hyena.

Although there are not many dogs, they have a great effect, and once they catch up, this thing is the best way to hold them back. I don't have any arrows left, so I'll have to shoot them if I want to help them. So I was immediately caught by them.

There were so many dwarves coming at me that I couldn't count them, but I felt like I could handle it for a while, so I chose to show my weapons and fight them.

The armor on my body gave me maximum protection, and several slashes were blocked in my legs and back, especially in the back! But don't forget, I've always carried a light shield on my back, which was given to me by the Thunderspear brothers, and it has a nice name...... Something that can't be shaken.

True to its name, when the dwarf slammed his hammer into my back, the shield not only blocked the attack but absorbed the power that came from it brilliantly. These guys who died in my hands probably didn't understand how invulnerable I was.

I looked up to see that the four of them were running pretty fast, and they had left me here alone. After scolding, I hurried after him, but the huge red flame in front of me made me quickly shrink back.

That's right! Flame! And it's alive!

I've heard of it, and I've seen it. This is the legendary Elemental Flame, a creature that is barely seen in the outside world. But this thing doesn't seem to have a high IQ.

The four of them had crossed a stone bridge, but the end of the bridge was broken, and I was separated from the Black Iron Dwarf and the elemental creature.

I closed my eyes in some pain, it was really his mother's bad luck. Don't they know I'm still behind?

There's nothing I can do now, and I have to choose another way out. But the fact of turning back made me very unhappy when I turned around, and I hated going back.

The elemental flames stopped there, and a few of the dwarves went back to report.

There is certainly more than one road, but who knows where the other road is. It's stupid to look for a topographic map here, really, although I didn't, but how can these black briquette-like guys have topographic maps, or how can they possibly draw maps. They live here, probably in a fixed range.

But what about taking a captive and asking him?

It's an immature idea, but that's all I can do.

My method of extracting confessions is simple, physical pain is the most direct and effective. The guy I was being asked very clearly gave me a very clear picture of how I was going to get out. But I'm not worried about this guy, and how do I know if he's lying to me and trying to introduce me to their place.

It's easy to verify what he said, and that's to catch one more person.

It's always true that sharpening knives doesn't mistake woodcutters, and after I've caught three people, I probably know how to get out next. It's to turn back from here, go back to that prison, and that prison has a way to the outside world through under the lava river. It's just that it's now a mine, and there are a lot of workers working there.

I can't care so much now, as long as I find the way, I don't care if there are people working there, they can't work all the time without resting.

The way back was smooth, and no one had come to collect the corpse of the one here, and I also picked up some arrows by the way. The guy who told me there was a way to go was right, but I had to say sorry to him, I killed him. I don't know what he looked like now, and I don't know his name, but his voice still rings in my ears, "Go ahead, turn right, go through, and there's a door, locked door, and ......"

I hope he won't be a black iron dwarf in his next life, and change his race.

The locked door wasn't hard to open, and my unlocking skills were still fine, but when I opened the door, I was dumbfounded, he was right! This is really a mine, and there aren't too many black iron dwarves working here! And dogs.

I just said I didn't care, but if I really encountered something, I would be panicked, how can this be done! I crouched behind a car and watched their every move, and the overseer here and his mother's didn't move around! You can walk around so I can find a gap to do something.

In the end, I really didn't have a trick, so I chose to go back to the prison to find something that could make a move. There was no gunpowder around the arena anymore, so I had used up all the oil and gunpowder in the vicinity to kill them, and now I had to look elsewhere, but suddenly I remembered that I just had to seduce the guards near the entrance of the mine.

So I dragged the two bodies and put them halfway down the road so they knew there was something wrong with the arena, and just as I was thinking about snuffing out a few torches, and when I was going to hide when I was going to lure them out, I suddenly realized that no, they had torches in their hands, and the darker it was here, the more cautious they were to rush out, and the greater the risk of me being exposed. It made sense that it was dark under the lights, so I looked up at the top of the cave and tried to climb up.

But when I looked back, the light seemed to be a little bright, so I snuffed out two torches before I was ready to act, so that I could see in the dim light, but it was enough to see clearly.

Swift! All I can do is be fast, and the sooner the better. The few arrows I picked up were simply heaven's help at this time. But when I went back again to see what I wanted to seduce them, the overseers were gone!

You say I'm so angry in my heart! However, he was very happy when he said that he was angry, and it was the easiest thing not to cause trouble.

The arrows were at full play at this point, and the sound of the bowstring was nothing compared to the clanging of the pounding and the sound of machinery. And a torch that suddenly went out was nothing in this huge excavation site.

I managed to sneak in.

I don't remember if I vowed never to come here again, but after running out of here this time, I really told myself that I would never come back to this bird place for the rest of my life! Unless I lead hundreds of thousands of troops to suppress the realm, I will never consider going in again, otherwise I will definitely not go in! If you go in again, I'm a dog.

My heart finally hit the ground as I walked down the extremely narrow path from under the river of lava to the top and felt the thick chains back to land.

This trip is more tiring than any previous operation, not counting the labor, it's too tiring! Maybe it's getting older and I really don't want to worry about it anymore.

When they came to the place where they hid their mounts, they found that the mounts were still there, which means that these four people haven't come out yet! It's really sad to die. After thinking about it, I decided to go in and have another look, and it would be easier to exit here anyway. But when I turned back again, I realized that these guys were really exhausted, the druid turned into a cheetah and carried Reginald, who could no longer run, and Varian followed the dwarf, and the black iron dwarves chasing after him had exceeded a hundred.

Standing at the exit I shouted at them, and they saw me running towards me, and at the same time there were arrows and axes flying towards me.

I estimate that this is the fastest run of these people in their lives, and although the black iron dwarves behind are in hot pursuit, they are still pulled away by a certain distance. To give them a strong momentum, I drew my musket and began to shoot at the pursuers behind me.

Now you don't need to aim at all, you can shoot directly at the crowd, but the fallen people can't make the pursuers slow down because of their timidity, but it is still somewhat effective for the fallen people to trip the people behind them.

But two guns and six bullets, even if I were all gone, it would only be eighteen bullets. But the good thing is that I got enough firepower for them. When I saw them coming, I turned and ran, and when I got to their mounts, I untied the reins of the goat and the horse and began to reload my ammunition.

As the four of them came out of the exit, I saw arrows stuck in the back of the druid's buttocks, and Reginald was hit twice in the thighs. At this point, he seemed to be bleeding profusely and fainted.

"Here! Fast! I beckoned them to come and get on their horses and run.

When Varian rushed in front of me, he was already a bloody man, "Where's your horse!" He yelled at me.

"Let's go! You're fucking! I shouted, and pulled him over, lifted him, and made him roll over and get on the horse.

"What do you do!" He turned to look at me.

Instead of accosting me, I slapped the horse's ass hard and raised my gun towards the exit.

The horses galloped out, the dwarves shouted for me to run, and the druids carried Reggie not daring to delay a minute and ran out along the avenue.

I ran out of bullets from both guns and turned and ran, but I ran in the exact opposite direction to them. Arrows flew from behind me and hit me, and the clanging sound of my back told me that the shield was constantly protecting me. And I'm not stupid, except for running, it's just a few turns.

That's all there is to it, but at least I was alive when I broke out of Blackstone Mountain. I pulled an arrow from my thigh and put it in my quiver. I whistled hard, hoping that my dear "red mouth" would come and pick me up quickly.

When a black shadow flashed above my head, the beautiful body appeared in front of me, turned over and screamed, it should also feel my urgency, shook its wings, its back tightened, its powerful legs kicked the ground, and we left the ground directly. The powerful wings carried me off the ground, and there was a shout behind me, but I was already flying into the sky.

Although the arrow slashed past me, as soon as I pulled the reins, the red mouth rolled over, and we turned around and dived down, and I pulled the reins again, and as soon as it tilted its head, we pulled up again. As I flew away, I looked back and saw that the dwarves at the entrance to Blackstone Mountain were no longer within reach of us. That's when I let out a long breath.

I survived!