This time they did not return the same way, but continued to walk deep into the passage. But when they walked out of the cave again, Masley was surprised to find that they returned to the circular hub hall, where they were at the third entrance from the right - they only circled around the interrogation hall! What made the night elves feel amazing was that he always thought he was walking straight in the cave and did not feel that he had made any turns. This made him amazed, and the architecture of the Black Iron Dwarf was really wonderful.

This time, Masley noticed that there were many iron cages hanging above the entrance and exit of the prison passage they had just walked through. Most of the cages were empty, but some cages were locked in prisoners. This was obviously a kind of punishment, because the cages were so small that the people locked in could only curl up into a ball and could not even lie down. Most of the prisoners were silent and motionless, and Masley could not even see their lives or death.

The night elves felt anger. If they hadn't thought of carrying the sacred mission given by Ms. Bai, he wouldn't even help but make a big fuss.

"Before leaving, you must do a big vote." He thought viciously in his heart. To be honest, what he saw and heard along the way, he could endure until now, is simply valuable for this once passionate boy.

The group left the exit and sneaked into the hall. Compared to when they first came in, the chances of being discovered were much smaller now.

The power of the dragon feces sprinkled by Diago was obviously not completely eliminated. No one of the blood dogs could be seen. Even the number of dwarf guards was much smaller, and there were a few sparsely. Many new mass of blood were added to the ground. This riot of the blood dogs seemed to have brought unimaginable damage to the Black Iron Dwarf's guard system.

This time they entered the fourth cave on the right. Here, Diago no longer pretended, he even walked in the middle of the road with a swagger, and the black iron dwarfs who were coming and going turned a blind eye to it, and some even waved to him.

"In this city, there is only this place that does not restrict people from other races," said Diago, smiling and nodding at a black iron dwarf who passed by. "Almost all races in Azeroth can be seen in the big house in front of them, these black iron dwarfs are used to it."

"Wow, this is so cool!" The druid showed his figure from the air and said mockingly, "When did the Black Iron Dwarf be so enlightened?"

"You will understand in a while." Diago said profoundly.

At a corner, Diago stopped, pointed at the darkness in the corner, and signaled Guan Haifa to hide in.

"Stay here, Guan Haifa, hide." Diago reminded that his next plan is that the Big Cat cannot appear. He and the elf may be able to get in, but it doesn't make sense to bring a yellow leopard.

Next, they continued along the corridor, but not far away, a magnificent and huge building appeared in front of them. This was a circular building similar to the Colosseum. The difference was that the sky above the building was not the sky, but the thick rock dome.

Diago stopped at a small door outside the arena. He listened to the movement inside, and then knocked three rhythmically.

"At this time, they should be waiting for the first game to begin," he explained softly to Masley.

A few seconds later, the door was pulled open from the inside. A black iron dwarf appeared in front of them. The black iron dwarf looked a little old, with a completely white hair and beard. He was wearing a black robe with white edges and a small black round hat on his head.

"Why are you here? What about the jailer who escorted you here?" the old man said complainingly. He looked out of the room, but did not see a guard. "I must give them a lesson that I will never forget for life - I heard that those fire demons are in need of some servants, well, I will recommend them to go."

Masley was stunned for a moment. What was going on? But his partner was obviously much faster than him.

"I'm sorry, we're a little lost. You know, for those who are new to arrive, this great city is too easy to intoxicate." Diago said with a little compliment. He looked calm, as if they should have appeared here. But he knew that the black iron jailers must be looking for the prison keys everywhere. Although the loss of the key will arouse their alertness, there are many prisoners, and they will only cover up this matter. You know, the master of the Fire Demon is not so easy to talk to now, and if they report it, everyone will not be able to take it away. Besides, there is not only one key. When the guards who change shifts tomorrow, can they just bring another spare key?

"Please choose your weapons before you go on the field." The old dwarf pointed to a weapon rack in the corner of the room. Diago noticed that there were some weapons such as short swords and hand axes on it, but the quality was not very good. However, the old man soon noticed that the two "prisoners" were fully armed, and he showed a look of understanding on his face. "Oh, I notice that the jailers have prepared handy weapons and equipment for you, but this is also within the scope allowed by the rules. But to be honest, few people can be equipped so well. It seems that they have put a heavy bet on you."

Diago felt that there was no need to continue lying, because the old man with strong logical thinking had made up for everything himself. He closed his mouth tactfully and listened to the old man's nagging and continued to expand his imagination.

"Play well, don't let the gamblers who bet on you, otherwise you will regret being born." The old dwarf said meaningfully, and he turned around and pushed open the door leading to the inside of the arena at the other end of the room. "Get ready quickly, the audience can't wait!"

After saying that, he walked out of the door. Through the door, Masley saw that there seemed to be a huge and empty space outside the door. The moment the door opened, the crowded voices almost roared into the room. But the next moment, all the sounds were covered by a huge sound. Obviously, this was the effect of some kind of amplification spell.

"…The person who commits crimes against the Black Iron Dwarf will be punished only with one kind of punishment, that is death. According to ancient tradition, the guilty will fight against all kinds of vicious creatures from Azeroth in the Arena of Order, and pay the price of blood. So far, there are only a few lucky people who survived this cruel torture..."

"What's going on?" asked Masley, who looked completely inexplicable.

"We are probably going to pretend to be gladiators. This black iron dwarf thought we were prisoners sent to the arena," Diago explained with a smile. He didn't look nervous at all. "This is a good thing and my original intention. It will provide some convenience for us to operate in this city, if we can win."

"Of course we can win," the night elf's attention was immediately shifted to the matter, and he said proudly, his face full of young people's pride, "We can always win, don't we?"

Diago didn't say anything. He took off his rifle from behind, pulled the bolt back and forth, and then replaced a full magazine. In fact, he knew very well what opponents they would face, and even the old black iron dwarf man just now, he knew his background very well.

This old man is the judge Gristone, who has been famous for justice since the time of the King of the Mountains, Modims Anweimar. The death of Anweimar made the three dwarf tribes opposed each other. The judge Gristone chose to follow his king, the King of Black Iron Sorisen, the King of Black Iron. He once dreamed of pushing the Black Iron Dwarf to a strong peak with his justice and selflessness, but God was willing to do so. After the Battle of Three Hammers, the entire Black Iron Tribe became a slave to the Flame Demon due to the stupidity of the Black Iron King. After the death of the old king, Gristone continued to be loyal to his son, Sorisen II, Daglan Sorisen, but from this young man, he could not see any hope of reviving the Black Iron Tribe. The current judge can only see the scene of the strong and prosperous Black Iron Tribe when he was the referee of the Order Arena.

"...Now, let's welcome these two mortals, one human and one night elf. The darlings of the black iron, let's shock them with the greatest enthusiasm!" The judge shouted passionately, trying to mobilize the audience's emotions. But the audience did not buy it at all. They looked careless and indifferent. To be honest, who would care about the appearance of the two unknown people? Any silver champion in the Order Arena seemed stronger and more cruel than them.

Diago saw Gristone waving to him. He walked out of the room with a expressionless face, and the night elves followed him, but the elf boy looked a little helpless. He waved his hand stiffly and greeted the audience in the stands, but it caused a burst of laughter.

"Well, our challengers are obviously a little restrained, so well, let's start our pre-dinner desserts, hoping they will surprise us." After that, Gristone walked towards the preparation room. After a few minutes, all the doors to the outside world were closed, only the huge and heavy black iron gate slowly rose up with the sound of creaking iron chains rolling.

Diago knew that this was the rule of the Order Arena.

Before formal gladiators, challengers must go through two waves of tests. This is for fairness, because most of the challengers have played in the Order Arena many times and are well-known, and their strengths and shortcomings are well-known. Therefore, challengers must also show their own characteristics so that the challengers will not be completely unfamiliar with their opponents and be caught off guard.

Diago could even guess that in these small rooms on the lower floor of the arena, there must be a gladiator secretly peeking at their every move.

The iron gate finally reached the end, but after a while, no creature walked out of it.

Diago could only hear a vague hissing sound inside, like the friction of some kind of snake gliding on the ground.

"What is that?" Masley obviously heard it, and he asked in confusion.

"It's a digging worm." Diago said with a frown. This kind of thing is not difficult to deal with, but it's very troublesome. He took out a piece of inferior cyanite filled with frost energy from his bag and threw it on the ground.

The ground-digging insects are insects living in sandy areas. Adult landdigging insects are about half a meter thick and can reach twelve meters in length, which is larger than the Brazilian snails. They have the characteristics of perceiving tremors and can judge slight vibrations within 60 feet. They look like a large slug, but the difference is that the landdigging insects have a pair of giant jaws that can bite off trees and can bite and attack prey. It is said that some landdigging insects living in the outside world have evolved six to twelve long legs with sharp claws on them. At the same time, the landdigging insects can also spit out a fatal strong acid spurt on the enemy. If they cannot avoid the damage of the strong acid, the target will die on the spot!

Diago gently placed his palm on the ground, sensing the movements underground. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at Masley.

"Back, Masley!"

The night elves changed the black panther with agility jumped and left the place.

Just where he was standing, a large bag of sand was arched out. With a "hiss", the ground was arched open. As the sand was flying, several buckets of water were thick and three or four meters long, huge insects three to four meters long drilled out from the ground. They spread their hideous teeth and rushed towards the adventurers, but at the next moment, a vast white frost flower spread out, covering them in a cold mist. The insects' movements slowed down suddenly, and their winding movements on the sand were not as fast as before.

Diago couldn't help but want to laugh. He didn't know where the Black Iron Dwarf caught these bugs, but it was obvious that the digging bugs in front of him were still far from adults. They were too small and were not even old enough to learn how to spit acid.

But after thinking about it, he was not idle. The rifle that had already been loaded with bullets roared one after another like Thunder God, and the ground-digging insects that were slowed down by the frost trap were shot one after another.

The beetles of the juvenile diggers have not yet been completely hardened and cannot resist the penetration of rifle bullets. As the carapace is broken, dark green liquid surges out of the insects' bodies. These insects have no spine, but this does not mean that they have no central nerves. After being hit by the key points, they will still die.

The insects "hissed", trembling, and rolling. Due to the characteristics of the insects, these digging insects will not die for a while, but it is obvious that they have lost the threat.

Diago waited leisurely by the side. Sure enough, after a few minutes, the insects gradually calmed down and stopped trembling.

At this moment, the small door leading to the preparation room opened again, and the judge Gristone walked out from there.

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Note: Hunter's Trap.

What you need to note is that the hunter traps in Azeroth are different from those on our earth. Of course, traps such as traps, lassoes, pits, and poison baits on the earth also exist in the world of Azeroth. Even people who are not hunters, such as farmers or lumberjacks, can be installed and used, but hunters can play better and have more tricks.

But these are too tedious and wasteful for professional hunters in Azeroth, and are not convenient to carry. Can you imagine a hunter fighting the enemy with a string of traps on his back? They are better at using various spell traps to deal with enemies, such as explosion traps, frost traps, etc. They inject different elemental energy into various carriers - of course, the carriers are not fixed, but hunters generally like to choose to use stable and solid gems - and detonate them when needed. There are two general methods of triggering, active and passive. Passive is to throw the traps on the ground and trigger them automatically when the enemy approaches a certain distance, while active requires the induction between the hunter and the trap to trigger.

In terms of function, there are generally five types of traps for hunters, namely frost traps, freezing traps, explosion traps, sacrifice traps and poisonous snake traps (the final use of this trap must be set up according to the methods on the earth, HOHO~)

Of course, hunters generally try to use the most inferior gems or even ore containing a small amount of gems as trap carriers. Although gems are much cheaper in the world of Azeroth, as consumables, no one can afford to consume them as consumables.
Chapter completed!