Dragged into the mine by a group of dwarves and locked in a huge colonnade transformed into a dungeon. Because the young dragon was larger than the cell they set up, they were locked directly in an open space in a prison room.

After being thrown here, Dahl's first thought was regret. He regretted bragging to Garcelzog, saying that he would be back in half a day, but ended up losing all his face.

But who would have thought that a red dragon would emerge halfway?

The dwarves are not a race that is good at magic, but the Black Iron Clan is already one of the most outstanding races in magic attainments. They use a rune unique to the black iron to attach magic to the chains bound to the young dragons, making the objects bound to be silent all the time, unable to chant spells, and it is difficult to use magic.

He tried to spew out flames to burn the iron chains on his body, but it was just slightly red, and he was no longer as powerful as he had before being locked.

Dahl recalled the battle just now, and the flames spewed out by the red dragon's breath had an extremely effective effect on him, which means that the other party was prepared.

The Red Dragon Legion already knew its existence? It must be the mages of Stormwind City who told the Red Dragon about this situation, otherwise they would have no reason to come over by themselves.

Thinking of this, he regretted even more. At that time, there was no fire to burn all the mages who had seen him. If ordinary soldiers were kept back to report the news, the persuasiveness would be much less.

But then again, the red dragon that came here to chase him was not a powerful character, and I'm afraid it was just a relatively ordinary young dragon in the red dragon group.

Her dragon horns make her look noble, which is the characteristic of the direct descendants of the Red Dragon Queen Alextasa. However, among the five-colored dragons, the offspring of the Red Dragon Queen, the so-called "Red Dragon Prince and Princess", have the lowest status, because the descendants of the Red Dragon Queen are all over Azeroth, and many black and blue dragons are even her descendants. I am afraid that many of the young dragons who escaped from Grembatoli who are flying and wandering in the swamps in the wetlands were also born from eggs she gave birth to, which is not surprising at all.

With this in mind, it would be nothing if you have that special long horn.

Dahl took his thoughts back and began to focus on how to get out of this place. Just as he looked back and forth at the environment of the ancient colonnade, a boo suddenly sounded not far away.

That was the direction of the dungeon. Here you can see the cell behind the pillars and the mortals inside. In this dungeon, there were some gnolls and cavemen who could not stand the torture and abuse of the dwarves and were willing to become slaves to build new buildings in the base for the dwarves. Those who remained here were hard bones.

"I heard that a dragon was locked in?" a guy asked in the door.

"So what?" Dahl replied weakly: "What are you?"

"What am I?" The voice seemed proud: "I am a dwarf!"

"What dwarf?" Dahl continued, "Wildhammer Dwarf?"

"Black Iron Dwarf, I didn't expect that I was a black iron dwarf who was imprisoned."

Hearing this, Dahl always felt that he had heard this way of speaking and a strange accent, but it was hard to recall where he encountered it.

"Now it's your time to answer me, what kind of dragon are you? Black dragon? Or Blue dragon?"

"Do you still want to see the Blue Dragon?" Dahl grinned and let out a coughing laugh, saying, "Blue Dragon himself will almost never see the Blue Dragon."

"Just just now, I heard the guards outside say that you will vomit snow!" The dwarf shouted: "Those guys stood at the foot of the mountain and watched you fight the red dragon for a long time. Tsk tsk... I guess I will never see you for the second time in my life, so I bet you are not a red dragon!"

"Then why don't you bet on the Green Dragon?" Dahl asked back.

"Is there... a green dragon?"

"Of course there is." Dahl responded boredly: "But I am not a dragon."

"Then are you a purple dragon?" the dwarf asked, "I saw a purple dragon under the Black Stone Tower a few years ago, but he is much smaller than you. By the way, I can't see how big you are here. The hole is dark. Why don't you spit out the fire again and let me see what you look like?"

Dahl was silent for a while and asked, "Have you been to the Black Stone Tower?"

"The Black Stone Tower is the property of the dwarves, monsters." The tone of the Black Iron Dwarves became much more serious: "It is very normal for the dwarves to appear there..."

"Is that normal to be chased by a spider inside?"

Dahl asked tentatively.

It was the Dwarf's turn to remain silent. After a while, he asked, "Are you the one..."

"Vomiter." Dahl said reluctantly: "Ankru, I really couldn't imagine why I met you here."

The dwarf burst into laughter, and a burst of noise kept coming. Dahl asked in confusion: "What's the sound?"

"Phone the belly, weird dragon!" said the dwarf proudly: "It's quite funny to say this nickname yourself...but why are you so big?"

"I'll eat more." Dahl lay down again and stopped talking.

"Why, aren't you excited to see your old friend?"

"What's the use? Can you let me out?"

"I'm also a prisoner, so there's nothing I can do about it." The dwarf walked to the prison door, grabbed the railing and pressed his face against the gap between the iron pillars, tried to poke his head out, and asked, "Why did you fight with that red dragon?"

"I want to know too." Dahl breathed out a breath of heat and asked, "What about you? Why are you locked up here?"

"Don't obey discipline." Ankru smiled helplessly and said, "After we separated, I was soon arrested and exiled to transform this excavation site. The emperor wanted to turn this place into a new base for the Dark Furnace Empire to develop to the east and south."

"But it's too hard to work here, so it's not okay to be lazy."

Dahl was about to ask about the excavation site when suddenly a lock was unlocked on the other side of the colonnade, and a dwarf guard came over.

A female dwarf in a red robe, holding a long staff with a red bead, sneaked in. She was sure that there were no other dwarfs here, and then she relaxed her expression.

"Okay, young dragon, they can't cut through your scales with their swords and swords. I'll find a mage to deal with you." Ankru said in a lively tone.

"Shut up, dwarf!" the female dwarf mage scolded.

"Are you so taller than me?" Ankru asked in discontently.

As soon as he finished asking, layers of flames suddenly surged out of the female dwarf wielding, and his body climbed up under the flames, and eventually turned into the appearance of a red-haired young man in tears.

Now, the slim light red robe is more suitable. The female dwarf looked a little inconsistent in her style just now.

Dahl looked up and down the mage and asked, "Who are you?"

"I just fought one, and I forgot so quickly, little madman." The mage walked up to the young dragon, knocked the lilac black iron dwarf rune with his staff, and said, "I am that dragon."

"What are you here to do?" asked the young dragon.

"Save you." The female mage raised her eyebrows and said, "Even if you are not a good person, as a fellow tribe, I can't let you die at the hands of a dwarf, let alone I have many problems."
Chapter completed!