All of the above are ways for Wren to improve his strength in just a few hours after the crossing.

But no matter what he thinks now, it can't change the reality that he is a level 4 rookie holy warrior.

Even if he, a level 4 holy warrior, is much stronger than a normal professional of the same level, it is still a fact that he is a high-level professional.

It's like Wu Song's sliding shovel, which can kill a tiger, but if it is replaced by a Tyrannosaurus rex, it is the same as delivering a courier.

Well, he's the courier.

Even if the power dragon in the emerald forest is not yet an adult, it still has a challenge level of 21.

The legendary dragon breed is so unreasonable.

The dragon species were born in Rome, and compared to other races, they were born with great talent and strength, and the three legendary dragon species were born in Rome Benma.

To deal with it, it takes an entire team of legends to be possible......

Now my priority is to improve my strength as quickly as possible.

Wren retracted his thoughts and stood up.

At that time, in order to quickly kill the bound spirits, he did not investigate the depths of the temple carefully.

Now that the entire mine is full of undead and evil creatures that have been struck by himself, he can free up his hands to find the dwarf in the mouth of the Rock Crusher brothers and the Drow Mage.

…………

In the dark room, Nanzhuo slowly woke up from a coma.

"Hmm......"

The hapless dwarf shook his head, looked at the flames in the brazier not far away, and scolded through gritted teeth:

"Damn Drow, I wish you to be turned into a spider elf by that crown tomorrow!"

No matter how much he cursed, it couldn't change his status as a prisoner.

Ever since he was captured by the Drow mage, he has been tied up here.

The cruel and cunning Drow seemed to think that he, Nanzhuo, knew something she didn't know about the Vandalin Mines, and would interrogate him two or three times a day.

God is pitiful, although he is the foreman in charge of the mine, he has only just been transferred.

The Bauhinia Mining Association was preparing to reopen the Vandalin Mine, so he didn't know much about the situation in the pit.

What's more, the Vandalin pit has been abandoned for so long, and even if there are secrets, they are all buried in that war.

Thinking about what happened in the past few days, Nan Zhuo felt like crying without tears.

He wondered if he had inadvertently offended Lady Lucky enough to be treated like this.

First, he went out to find new ore veins, only to stumble upon a crack in the valley that led to the dark region.

Driven by curiosity, he walked inside, only to collide with a group of grey dwarf slave catchers.

The gray dwarf and the dwarf are born to be feuding and incompatible, and now when they meet, they naturally want to intervene in each other.

Although with his own strength, Nan Zhuo killed most of the slave trapping team, but he was also seriously injured and had to retreat to the surface.

The other party suffered heavy losses, but they still chased him to the surface.

In the process of retreating, he was seriously injured and returned to the Vandalin pit with his familiarity with the terrain, but in any case, he did not expect that this was just the beginning of a nightmare.

The Vandalin Mine fell into the hands of the Drow mage after he left, and his few miners were killed.

Returning here by yourself is like sending a sheep into the mouth of a tiger.

The experience of these two days was a nightmare for Nanzhuo!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The sound of the wooden door of the room slamming interrupted Nan Zhuo's memories, causing his face to change.

That stinky spider is coming to torture itself again!

After a few seconds, the rotten wooden door was finally overwhelmed and kicked open.

A figure appeared in Nanzhuo's field of vision.

"As I said, there are no secrets in this mine! Even if you kill me, I'm the same sentence! ”

Wren, who kicked open the wooden door, looked at the dwarf in front of him whose hands were tied behind his back, but he looked righteous and awe-inspiring, mighty and unyielding, blinked his eyes, and said with a little crying and laughing:

"Are you the dwarf in the mouth of the grey dwarf brothers? Rest assured, the Drow and her accomplices have been slaughtered by me, and you are free. ”

"Gray dwarves?"

The unlucky dwarf's heart sank slightly, doubts and vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice:

"You're in the same league as those bastards?"

If that's the case, then he just got out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.

Seeing the other party's expression, Wren understood what he was thinking, and said with a smile:

"I went into the pit with those two guys, but don't worry, Uncle Dwarf, I'm not in the same group as them. Oh, I forgot to mention that I killed both of them too. ”

Listening to the words of the human boy in front of him, Nan Zhuo blinked in disbelief, and then a trace of depression appeared on his face.

"I'm not an uncle, I'm just an adult five years ago!"

Dwarves and elves, like elves, are immortals.

Dwarves reach adulthood around 40 years old and can live longer than 400 years.

In this way, Nan Zhuo is just a teenager who has just come of age.

However, although Nan Zhuo said this, he still sensed the heavy blood and killing intent on the human boy's body, and while secretly snorting in his heart, he also faintly believed the other party's statement.

Wren sensed the suspicion in the other party's words and smiled:

"My name is Wren, a human paladin."

As he spoke, he raised the Lightbringer in his hand and activated the power of the mace.

In an instant, a dazzling light burst out from it, forcing the dwarves on the opposite side to block it with their hands.

"This is a custom-made weapon made by the priest of the Lord of the Dawn, and I got it in the pit by chance. If I were an evil person, I wouldn't be able to activate its special abilities. ”

With that, Wren handed the mace to Nanzhuo.

The dwarf, whose eyes were accustomed to the light, looked at the weapon handed in front of him, and soon recognized the emblem of the Lord of Dawn on it, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and he sighed:

"Our Lord bless! I'm Nan Zhuo, the newly appointed chief engineer of the Van Dalin Mine, this time, thank you! ”

This nightmare is finally over!

Untying the rope from Nanzhuo's body, looking at the dwarf in front of him, Wren asked:

"Mr. Nanzhuo, how much do you know about that Drow mage?"

In his opinion, how could the dwarf be imprisoned here for so many days, and he could extract some information from the other party's mouth.

Sure enough, after hearing himself say this, Nan Zhuo only thought for a few seconds before saying this.

"At that time, the Drow mage named Neznar told me that they were members of the Red Label Gang, and that they had come to occupy the Vandalin Mine on the orders of their own leader to use it as a secret base in the future."

Red Label Gang?

Hearing this familiar name, Wren couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart.

What is it called?

This is called the old hatred that has not disappeared, and the new hatred has been added!