Return from the second dimension

The prisoners who ran to the flaming rock had no mood to care about others, even if someone used their lives to make a gambling game.

They don't have the right to fight, because from the moment they entered the forging city, they had already become dead.

Dignity does not exist here, and every moment of living in Forge City, the prisoners are struggling hard.

Although resistance to adversity is convincing, sometimes death is a relief.

Meaningless persistence is nothing more than torturing oneself, especially for the prisoners in the forging city.

If they can choose again, they will never repeat the original stupid thing, at least not to be caught by Fire Rock City and thrown into this hell on earth.

It's better to be alive than to die.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the igneous rock will erupt again."

The prisoners roared in their hearts and kept straddling the extremely hot ground, allowing the soles of their feet to be scorched, but they could only grit their teeth.

The smelting pool is just ahead, just a few steps away.

A prisoner with long ears rushing forward, roared and took off the pottery basket on his back, and exhausted all his energy to pour the ore into the smelting pool.

The sound of ore crashing sounds like the most beautiful movement to him, representing the hope of survival.

"Rewind!"

Without time to savor and indulge, the long-eared prisoner took the basket and quickly turned and rushed outside.

Looking at the other prisoners who were still approaching, the long-eared prisoner who was the first to finish pouring the ore, an indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes.

He has been here for more than a year, wandering on the edge of death again and again, and has mastered enough experience.

The prisoners who had been sent with him at the time had already died completely, and even those prisoners who came later than him had already died.

When the warriors of Forging Soldier City bet, they will deliberately ignore him. Many people bet on him, and they lose every time.

"This time, I am afraid that many people will die again."

Looking at the prisoners who were in the back, the long-eared prisoner shook his head secretly, already condemning them to death.

As long as the speed is slow for a second, it is possible to be swallowed by flames, without any chance of luck.

On the opposite city wall, the martial artist's scolding and cold eyes came.

He knew that it was the guy who was betting himself to die, and he was constantly cursing himself, hoping that he would die quickly.

This should be a newcomer, afraid that he didn't know his own affairs, and the old oilzi didn't tell him.

The long-eared prisoner sneered in his heart.

"I can't die, I want to go out alive, and then destroy this damn Fire Rock City!"

The long-eared prisoner roared in his heart, but he appeared weak, and his heart was full of sorrow.

Without the existence of the temple, the descendants of these believers have completely lost their faith. Although they believe in the strong, they make the whole continent turbulent.

One after another giant cities occupy the mountains, forests and rivers, and various rules and regulations are issued.

The relatives of the younger generations of the strong are rampant, and often wantonly and arrogantly plundered, but the power holders ignore it.

Take yourself as an example, if it weren't for those who were persecuted and had no way to survive, how could they kill the warriors who collected taxes and then be sent directly to the forging city?

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind, but they did not affect the footsteps of the Long-eared Prisoner, and he ran outside desperately.

"There are nine more times, and I will survive today!"

While the Long-eared Prisoner kept encouraging himself in his heart, his eyes fell on the last three prisoners. These guys were too slow and almost sure to die.

The first two have known each other by themselves, and they have been here for a month. It is luck to live to this point.

However, in the past month, their injuries have become more and more serious, almost to the point where there is no cure, and they continue to vomit blood in the cell.

It is estimated that the two of them appeared for the last time during the mine.

"It doesn't matter if you die, early death and early relief."

His eyes fell on the last prisoner, and the long-eared prisoner was slightly taken aback, because he had never seen each other.

"Who is this, the new prisoner?"

The long-eared prisoner was full of doubts, always feeling that something was wrong with the other party, which seemed to be different from other prisoners.

What is the difference?

Although the long-eared prisoner flashed his doubts, his running speed was not affected at all, as fast as a gust of wind.

There was a rush of footsteps behind him. It was the other prisoners who had finished pouring the ore, rushing to flee.

The shouts of the warriors in the city are getting louder and louder, because according to the time, the igneous rock is about to breathe fire again.

The previous game will also be announced soon.

Three prisoners were left behind, dumping the ore in a panic, and then quickly turned and fled.

"boom!"

There seemed to be a muffled noise in my ears, and then I saw flames appearing out of thin air, covering the location of the igniting rock.

"I don't want to die..."

The flame swallowed the three figures, an unwilling roar sounded, and then there was no sound.

Several vague mental powers swept across, and after a touch, they disappeared.

When the warriors on the wall saw this, some of them smiled and some screamed, making them very lively.

The prisoner who fled to the periphery of the white line filled the ore into the basket with a numb face, preparing for the next fight.

As for the three unlucky ones who just died, no one paid any attention to them, and it might be their turn soon.

The long-eared prisoner who escaped first was still thinking. He had previously believed that the last three would die, and the facts were indeed as he expected.

Under the smelting flames, the three prisoners must have no bones.

But the look in the strange prisoner's eyes always made him feel something wrong, very wrong.

"Forget it, people are already burnt to ashes, and then think about what they are doing."

The long-eared prisoner smiled bitterly, then looked forward intently, waiting for the moment when the flame extinguished again.

...

At the moment when the flaming flames erupted, Tang Zhen felt a vague mental power that swept past where he was.

Fire Rock is so important, there will be martial arts experts staring here, so Tang Zhen was not surprised.

In the flames burning, the two prisoners around him screamed, and then they turned into two fireballs, which soon turned into ashes.

The power of this flaming flame is really terrifying.

But for Tang Zhen, this almost omnipresent flame provided him with a natural cover.

When the flames burned, flames began to burn on his body and merged with the flames erupting from the fire rock.

Tang Zhen at this moment was also a fire.

Slowly approaching the igneous rock, Tang Zhen discovered that there were countless holes on this huge boulder that looked like a hill.

It is like a piece of cooled volcanic lava, covered with honeycomb-shaped holes, and those terrifying flames are ejected from the holes.

The flames on the surface of the igneous rock were different from those in the distance, possessing even more terrifying power.

After feeling it carefully, Tang Zhen confirmed that this was the flame generated by the burning of energy. No wonder the ore was easily smelted and given special abilities.

It's just that the burning of this flame for years and months will inevitably consume the energy of heaven and earth, and the amount is also terrifying.

The Dongtianfudi of Fire Rock City is located in the City Lord’s Mansion, not here at all. Where does Fire Rock gather the heaven and earth energy?

A trace of doubt flashed in Tang Zhen's mind. After turning around the flaming rock, he flew to the top of the flaming rock.

After reaching the top, Tang Zhen discovered that there are many naturally formed luminous inscriptions on the flaming rock, which are still clearly visible even in the flames.

"this is……"

Tang Zhen glanced a few times, and his face showed a hint of confusion. These runes were too ancient and rare, even he could not recognize them.

Looking at it, Tang Zhen suddenly became excited, with a glimmer of excitement flashing in his eyes.