There is a square in front of the level, a dragon's stone tablet at the edge of the square, and a dragon in the center of the square. If you can't understand the dragon's text, it will cost you to guide the dragon. This price depends on the price of the dragon's asking price. However, Lillith does not need such service.

The information introduced by the dragon cannot be more than that on the stone tablet. Little Virgin and Lilith read the stone tablet in full, so naturally there was no need for the fiery red dragon to do anything, and they directly entered the first level: the eight hundred miles of Flame Mountain.

One step forward and entered another world, but in fact, it was indeed entering another world, from a secret realm to another space, a space full of fiery breath, here is a fiery red, the land is fiery red, the sky is fiery red, the mountains, rivers and rivers ahead are fiery red, and even the air you breathe is a little flaming red.

"Is this the road to the dragon?" Little Weil felt a sense of restraint suddenly on his body, and he forced himself to know the level of his wizard first, and his eyes couldn't help but turn to Lilith. The two of them looked at each other and clearly completed a speechless communication. There was a black line next to Gino. Can you please stop showing off your dog food anytime and anywhere? It's so sweet that it's unbearable, and there is someone next to you.

And more than one.

"That, buddy, can you get up from me before showing your love?" Suddenly, a weak voice sounded on the ground.

Little Weir looked down and saw a bald middle-aged man with a ragged and thin body all over his body ran to his feet.

"Well, sorry, although we know that there are some places where welcoming etiquette is to welcome the girl with a light back, and the VIP stepped forward on the girl's back, but this is the first time we have seen this welcoming etiquette on the big man's chest." Little Weir took a step and walked down from the middle-aged man, and suddenly felt a little hot under his feet. No wonder he felt very hot just now, but he didn't feel much under his feet. It turned out that it was the credit of the mat.

Little Weir walked away, but the thin middle-aged man did not get up and continued to lie down. He said weakly: "Brother, do you want information from the 800-mile Flame Mountain? Just a glass of water and a meal. I haven't eaten for several days. It's really..."

Little Weir identified that the weak middle-aged man is a first-level warrior. His strength is not too strong. He should still be able to survive outside. How could he be so embarrassed?

Little Weir knew that the so-called information of this middle-aged man was definitely not the information on the stone tablet outside, but the real information of the 800-mile Flame Mountain. Only those who came here knew this kind of information.

A glass of water and a meal is really not much. A middle-aged man drinks water in small sips. Little Weir's fresh water is also a high-end product. It has a little magical power and has a slight repair effect on the body for a long time. After all, it was taken from a spring next to the roots of the seedlings of the Tree of Life.

He didn't move quickly, and he didn't eat much. He ate more meat. Although his eyes were always staring at the fruit, he only ate a little.

With a thin body and a big belly, the middle-aged man explained embarrassedly: "It has been more than ten years since I came here. In recent years, this is the only full meal I have eaten."

The middle-aged man briefly introduced the situation of the 800-mile Flame Mountain. In fact, Xiao Weier and his team are currently in a safe area. The so-called safe area refers to the initial place of each level, which can be used for the breakers to rest and recover, and for the losers to recuperate. The place is not large and only a dozen miles in radius. Because it is the first level, there are very few people and a dragon here, with only less than ten people and three dragons.

The middle-aged man did not tell his great achievements when he was young. After all, those who were able to receive the Anti-Dragon Order were desirable. The reason why he fell to this position was mostly because of his entourage and his younger brother, a little guy with only intermediate warriors.

His younger brother was physically injured and was not strong in all aspects, but he couldn't bear to give up his younger brother and pass the barrier alone. The resources in this area of ​​more than ten miles are very scarce, and there are limited foods to eat and drink. He needs to attack the 800-mile Flame Mountain again and again to obtain resources to support his family.

The potion was used up, and the injuries on his body were accumulated and could not be treated. He became more and more powerless in hunting. This time he finally failed. He did not dare to go back to face his brother's disappointed gaze, so he could only lie here quietly and wait for death. He did not dare to imagine what his brother would do in the future.

The first three levels of fighting is prohibited, but even if there is no fighting, it is difficult for his younger brother to survive. He decided to take his younger brother to the road of the dragon in order to improve his younger brother's qualifications so that he will not be humble all the time. As a result...

"There are eight hundred miles of Flame Mountain, and there are eight paths in total. The situation is similar. The entrance is not far away. Those entering will be randomly assigned to different exits. Each group will pass the level separately. If the eight paths are not all full between different groups, it will be impossible to get together. You will pass the level separately."

"Although Flame Mountain is called a mountain, there are not only mountains, the Flame River, the Flame Valley, and the Gobi Desert. The most terrifying thing is the Flame Swamp." When talking about the Flame Swamp, a look of horror appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"You are very young, but your strength does not look like the first level. I tell you a little secret that is not a secret. The Flame Mountain prohibits the air, or limits the strength of the level breaker. If you cannot fly, you can only move forward step by step. There are countless flame monsters here, and the most of them do not enter the level. There are the gatekeepers on the road every day, most of which are first level. The gatekeepers in the Flame Swamp are the only second level monsters." The middle-aged man admitted that he was seriously injured by the tail of the monster in the Flame Swamp, and he fell to this point.

"It would be much better to have enough resources with space equipment. The Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain has rich ore resources. It's a pity that I am neither a witch nor a wizard nor a casting technique, otherwise I wouldn't have been so miserable."

"There are many types of monsters in the Eight Hundred Miles Flame Mountain, and most of them are fire-attribute monsters. The most troublesome ones are not necessarily those monsters that enter the level, but rather groups of monsters, such as the Flame Bats. Their self-destruction power is huge, and they are numerous and hard to deal with without fear of death."

The middle-aged man talked a lot, but no one came to disturb him at this time. Little Vir, Lilith, and Gino listened quietly. Finally, he was tired of talking, and the middle-aged man fell asleep deeply and slept very deeply.

Little Weir poured a bottle of alchemy potion into his mouth, and Lilith performed two magic tricks casually. Gino left a piece of armor, a scimitar, and the fiery stone dining table was filled with food.

They left and headed straight for the 800-mile Flame Mountain. The middle-aged man turned his back to them. Tears from the corners of his eyes flowed down but he didn't say a word. He clasped the animal skin coat on his chest tightly with his hands.

Do you regret it?

He regretted bringing his younger brother here, but he did not regret staying to live a hard life with his younger brother. The 800-mile Flame Mountain is an easy level for him. But if he is lucky, he can still get over it by gritting his teeth and rushing, but the premise is to give up on his younger brother and leave alone.

The familiar footsteps sounded, accompanied by the familiar voice, "Enough, you have done enough, this loser gathering area does not need someone like you!"

The middle-aged man turned over and sat up, throwing a piece of meat from the flat stone over: "My stupid brother, do you really think I stayed for you? It's a big mistake. There is only one reason why I stayed. I don't have the confidence to pass the second level. Instead of continuing to be abused in the second level, it's better to be a strong man in the first level. By the way, why are you willing to come out of your casting hut? Is there not enough ore? Or are the food I left behind being fed to those kittens and dogs, and you didn't eat anything you have?"

He did not forge his talent, and his younger brother was not strong enough but he was still willing to help him reduce his burden. However, his talent was as good as his own, and it was not easy to survive in this place. He brought the failed Asian Dragon Warcraft to cultivate land and grow food, but he couldn't even feed himself, and he had to bear the extra food for those Asian Dragon Warcraft.

"I'm just here to see if you're dead. If you die, I'll help you collect the body." Then I will accompany you to leave this world. Without your world, I can't survive. The only motivation to support me in life is your existence, my brother, my hero.

"Hahahaha, how could I die? Did the two fools see it just now? My brother can earn a lot of delicious food with a few casual words." The middle-aged man suddenly found that his injuries had healed, and even his old injuries were relieved by half. He couldn't help but be a little shocked. They might be even worse than they thought.

Good luck to you. I, a loser, have been destined to look up to you. However, being able to live with my younger brother in this place may not be a good thing. After the family is destroyed, I will never have any other relatives except my younger brother. The loser can also have a good home, right?

"Let's go, go back to our losers' concentration. Save some food to eat and can make your cats and dogs live a few more days." The middle-aged man put his armor on his body a little dissonant. He was still too thin, but the scimitar was extremely sharp. The fiery red stone was cut by him, and a gleam flashed through his eyes.

Hunting will be much easier in the future.
Chapter completed!