The process of walking along the chain towards the giant rock hanging in the air is not a particularly relaxing thing.

It gives Mi Shan the feeling of walking on a transparent trestle high altitude, or walking on those not-so-famous mountain attractions, slightly old and narrow mountain roads.

Mi Shan has not personally experienced the ways of traveling in some documentaries, but I think that's the same feeling.

The difference is that there are cliffs under the feet of those mountain people, and the underside of these iron chains is rolling lava.

If it weren't for the fact that this area was so impressive in the game, and Greenhill protected himself.

Mi Shan probably couldn't muster up the courage to walk directly from above... To put it bluntly, it was just a cause of emotion.

Compared to Mi Shan, it took a while to slow down. The black iron dwarves walking on the other side of the chain were used to it and lined up neatly as if they were on the flat ground.

Well, this was originally built by the Black Iron Dwarves and used for the Black Iron Dwarves. It is normal for them to do so.

Greenhill was also used to walking, so in order to protect Lord Mishan, he walked beside Mishan and leaned against the outside, and it didn't matter that half of his body was floating.

Mi Shan hopes Greenhill doesn’t have to worry like this, but unfortunately Greenhill still sticks so much.

Not sure if I can run my soul like Greenhill... Even if I really have the golden fingers that can run my soul, Mi Shan doesn't want to try the feeling of being swallowed by lava.

After walking for most of the time, you can see a dwarf-style building on the giant rock fixed in the air with chains.

These buildings that are directly constructed with metal as materials in rocks have no damage.

But it always gives people a feeling of disrepair in a vague way.

...The Cast Iron Tomb has not welcomed its builders for decades.

The black iron dwarf soldiers led by General Angfer arrived on the giant rock before Mishan and Greenhill.

After going up, the soldiers immediately began to clean up this area among the Black Iron Dwarves, which is considered a holy land.

When Mi Shan finished the chain road, a flame anvil flag symbolizing the Black Iron Dwarf camp was erected, indicating that the Black Iron Dwarfs had re-owned this holy land.

In Azeroth... To be precise, in World of Warcraft, any camp that wants to show that this territory is its own will erect a flag of its own camp.

Even the Burning Legion of the Universe Demolition Office is not immune to the vulgarity.

"Should I also get a flag?" Mishan said to Greenhill in a joking tone: "For example, a row of letters starting with B, or a penguin, or a little lion is OK."

"...I will let your flag float on every inch of Azeroth!" Greenhill, who thought Mishan was going to do something, raised his right arm and hammered his chest heavily.

"..." Mi Shan, who was stunned for several seconds before she realized that Greenhill misunderstood something, quickly said: "I don't mean that, I'm just a joke."

Mi Shanke has no intention...at least he has no intention of doing something particularly ostentatious in Azeroth for the time being.

Under the various settings of those brainless Blizzard screenwriters, Azeroth's water is too deep.

What battles of light and darkness, chaos and order, life and death, Naru and the ancient gods.

"I'm very sorry, sir." Greenhill also noticed his misunderstanding and said quickly.

Mi Shan, who waved her hand to signal Greenhill not to go to her heart, tidied up her clothes, respected her, and of course she could not be disheveled when worshiping.

Before entering the Cast Iron Tomb, Mishan glanced at the platform at the door of the Cast Iron Tomb and asked Greenhill in a very casual tone:

"Where is the assembly stone at the door?"

"What is the assembly stone? Is the warlock's summoning ceremony?" Greenhill asked back for a moment.

"Just ask casually." Mi Shan did not continue to worry about this issue. Sure enough, Azeroth in the real world does not have the props like the collection stone to facilitate players to brush dungeons.

Even if there is really, it will definitely not appear at the entrance of major dungeons. In real game dungeons, BOSS can directly produce dungeons.

Mishan, who walked into the Cast Iron Tomb with such thoughts, did not know that in the city of Hodmar, high above the belly of Black Rock Mountain, Nefarian was watching the Cast Iron Tomb with his playful eyes through a bead.

Behind him, several dragon beasts dragged the Blackstone clan chief Red Blackhand, whose limbs were sawed off.

Nefarian turned around and looked at Red Black Hand who could not bear the torture and fell into a coma, and said in a pretended graceful tone: "Maybe you can change your hand so that you can deserve the name Black Hand."

"Ah?" When he walked into the hall of the cast iron tomb that had just been cleaned up by those black iron dwarf soldiers and was not very spacious, Mi Shan looked at the iron coffin with no unnecessary decoration in surprise.

"What's wrong, sir?" Greenhill subconsciously placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"You... can't see?" Mi Shan stared at the iron coffin. In his eyes, a translucent black iron dwarf was standing on it.

"I can't see anything? Sir, are you talking about the soul of the cast iron master? I can only communicate with him in my soul state." Greenhill said.

"But... I see it now." Mi Shan took a step forward, probably because Mi Shan's eyes were too focused. I don't know what to see incredible black iron dwarf ghost, who looked at Mi Shan.

The ghost of the Black Iron Dwarf opened his mouth, and only Mishan could hear the sound ringing in his ears: "Well? What a unique soul, child, can you be a visitor to another world?"

Although the voice of the soul of the cast iron master could not be heard, Greenhill, who was obviously aware, pulled out his weapon "clang" and the holy light lit up in the tomb.

"Oh, child, let your servant not be so nervous. Old Ron is just a powerless soul and can't even get out of this tomb."

Seeing Greenhill's actions, Frank Ron Cast Iron's soul said to Mishan in a peaceful tone.

Mi Shan, who reached out to signal Greenhill to put down his weapon, asked, "I remember the power of holy light, it should have innate restraint on the undead, why are you..."

Why, under the bath of the holy light, the craftsman soul who claims to be Old Ron not only does not suffer any harm, but instead looks full of more vitality.

This reminded Mishan of a certain setting in the World of Warcraft plot.

"You are very keen, child." Frank Ron Cast Iron's soul seemed to be laughing: "Because your servant is a human, and you keep the appearance of a human."

"I'll explain to you in the way that humans do."

"Among humans, my existence is also called a heroic spirit."

Although Greenhill put down his weapon, the holy light she summoned did not disappear. When explaining to Mishan, Frank Ron Cast Iron's soul seemed to absorb the holy light into his body.

Compared with the translucent figure that was about to disappear just now, it became a little more solid.

"Show thanks to your servants for me, child." Frank Ron Cast Iron Soul said to Mishan: "Since Daglan's child...ah..."

As if he remembered something unhappy, Frank Ron Cast Iron's soul did not continue to talk. His body, which had originally been slightly solidified after absorbing the holy light, became a little dimmed.
Chapter completed!