I Have A City In An Alternate World



The prisoners who ran to the Firerock were in no mood to care about anything else, even if someone were to bet their lives on it.

They had no right to fight back, because they had become dead the moment they had entered the city.

Dignity did not exist here. Every moment that they lived in weapon-forging city, the prisoners had been struggling bitterly.

Although the resistance to adversity was admirable, sometimes death was a relief.

Meaningless persistence was nothing more than self-torture, and it was even more so for the prisoners in weapon-forging city.

If they could choose again, they definitely wouldn't repeat their stupid actions. At the very least, they wouldn't be captured by volcanic city and thrown into this hell on earth.

It was better to die than to live.

"Hurry up, just a little faster and the Firerock will erupt again."

The prisoners roared in their hearts as they continued to cross the scorching hot ground. Even if their feet were burnt, they could only grit their teeth and hold on.

The smelting pool was just a few steps away.

A long-eared prisoner at the forefront roared as he took off the ceramic basket on his back and poured the ore into the smelting pool with all his might.

To him, the sound of the rocks colliding was like the most beautiful music, representing the hope of survival.

"Quickly retreat!"

There was no time for him to indulge in his enjoyment. The long-eared prisoner carried the basket and quickly turned to rush outside.

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

He had been here for more than a year, walking on the edge of death time and time again, and had gained enough experience.

The prisoners who had been sent here with him had all died. Even those who had come later than him were 99% dead.

When the Warriors of weapon forging city placed their bets, they would deliberately ignore him. Many people placed their bets on him, but they lost every time.

"This time, I'm afraid many people will die again."

The long-eared prisoner shook his head inwardly as he looked at the few prisoners at the back, having already sentenced them to death in his heart.

If they were even a second slower, they would be devoured by the flames. There was no chance of survival.

On the opposite wall, the Warriors were scolding and looking at him with cold eyes.

He knew that it was the guy who had bet on his death. He was constantly cursing him and hoping that he would die soon.

This person should be a newbie. He probably didn't know about her, and those old foxes didn't tell him either.

The long-eared prisoner sneered inwardly.

I can't die. I want to get out of here alive and then destroy this damn Firerock city!

The long-eared prisoner roared in his heart, but he appeared to be weak and his heart was filled with sorrow.

Without the existence of the temple, the descendants of these believers had completely lost their faith. Although they believed that the strong were respected, it caused the entire continent to be in turmoil.

Large cities occupied mountains, forests, and rivers, and issued all kinds of rules and regulations. If violated, one would be in great trouble.

The relatives of the powerhouses 'descendants ran amok and often seized things willfully, but the people in power paid no attention to this.

Take himself for example. If he had not been forced into a corner, how could he have killed the martial artists collecting taxes and be sent directly to the weapon-forging city?

Countless thoughts flashed through the long-eared prisoner's mind, but it did not affect his pace at all, and he continued to run for his life.

"Nine more times, and I'll get through it today!"

Even as the long-eared prisoner kept encouraging himself inwardly, his gaze fell on the last three prisoners. They were too slow, and were almost certainly going to die.

he knew the first two and they had been here for a month. it was lucky that they were still alive.

However, in the past month, their injuries had become more and more serious, to the point that there was almost no medicine that could cure them. They were constantly vomiting blood in their cells.

This was probably the last time the two of them would appear for the ore delivery today.

"It's good that he's dead. The earlier he dies, the earlier he'll be free."

The long-eared prisoner was slightly taken aback when his gaze fell on the last prisoner, for he had never seen him before.

who is this? a new prisoner? "

The long-eared prisoner was filled with doubt, feeling that there was something off about the other prisoner, as if he was different from the other prisoners.

What was the difference?

Though the long-eared prisoner was puzzled, his running speed was not affected at all, and he was as fast as the wind.

A burst of hurried footsteps came from behind him. It was the other prisoners who had finished pouring the ore and were fighting to escape.

The shouts of the martial artists on the city wall were getting louder and louder, because according to the time, the fire rocks were about to spit fire again.

The previous bet was about to be revealed.

There were still three prisoners left behind. They were pouring away the ores in a panic, then quickly turned around and fled.

"BOOM!"

There seemed to be a muffled sound in his ear, and then flames appeared out of thin air, enveloping the position of the Firerock.

"I don't want to die, Yingluo!"

The flames devoured the three figures, and a roar of unwillingness was heard, then there was no more sound.

Several obscure spiritual forces swept over, and after sensing for a moment, they disappeared.

When the martial artists on the city wall saw this, some of them smiled and some of them cursed. It was very lively.

The prisoners who had escaped to the periphery of the white line loaded the ores into the baskets with numb faces and prepared for the next fight.

As for the three unlucky fellows who had just died, no one paid any attention to them. Perhaps it would be their turn soon.

The long-eared prisoner who was the first to escape was still deep in thought. He had previously determined that the last three would die, and the truth was indeed as he had expected.

Under the smelting of the flames, the three prisoners would definitely not have a corpse left.

However, the strange prisoner's gaze made him feel that something was wrong, very wrong.

"Forget it, he's already been burned to ashes, what's the point of thinking about that?"

The long-eared prisoner smiled wryly and stared ahead without blinking, waiting for the moment when the flames would be extinguished again.

……

At the moment when the flamerock spewed out raging flames, Tang Zhen felt a trace of obscure mental energy sweep past his position.

Since the Firerock was so important, there would definitely be martial arts experts keeping an eye on this place. Therefore, Tang Zhen was not surprised.

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

The power of the Firerock raging flames was truly terrifying to the extreme.

However, for Tang Zhen, this kind of flame that seemed to be able to burn anything provided him with a natural cover.

The moment the flames started burning, his body also began to burn, and he became one with the flames from the volcanic eruption.

At this moment, Tang Zhen's body was also like a ball of raging flames.

As he slowly approached the fire Rock, Tang Zhen discovered that there were countless holes on this Hill-like Boulder.

It was like a piece of cooled volcanic lava, covered with honeycomb-like holes, and the terrifying flames were spurting out of the holes.

The flames on the surface of the flamerock were different from those in the distance, and they had even more terrifying power.

After carefully sensing it, Tang Zhen confirmed that this was a flame that was formed from energy combustion. No wonder it was able to easily melt the ore and bestow it with a special ability.

However, as the flames burned for many years, it would consume heaven and earth energy, and the amount was terrifying.

The heavenly paradise of Firerock city was located in the city Lord's mansion and not here at all. Where did Firerock gather the world Energy from?

A thread of doubt flashed across Tang Zhen's heart. After circling around the fire Rock once, he leaped and flew to the top of the fire Rock.

After reaching the top, Tang Zhen discovered that there were many naturally formed glowing inscriptions on the fire rocks. Even in the flames, they were still clearly visible.

"This is a Kasaya."

Tang Zhen took a few glances and revealed a trace of doubt on his face. These symbols were really too ancient and rare. Even he was unable to recognize all of them.

As he read, Tang Zhen suddenly became excited. A trace of excitement flashed across his eyes.