Reinhardt got up from the ground and wiped the slime from his face. Unlike Annabella, Faust and the others, he did not lose consciousness after being attacked by the Driller Korn.

A gray-purple film of light covered the surface of his skin, rippling in circles like rain hitting the surface of a pond, as if it was blocking something for him.

However, this does not mean that he has the power to fight back, in fact, Ktorn's strength is so great that even Reinhardt is powerless to resist.

The wriggling tentacles touched Reinhardt's skin directly, as if the film of light had no effect at all. Reinhardt could feel, though, that the light film was indeed fending off some kind of attack for himself—and he could feel that the protection came from the great axe and the long dagger.

"Gaunt...... Jabido ......" He muttered, but in the blink of an eye he choked on a mouthful of slime, which made him shut his mouth, but could not hold back his tears.

You guys...... Are you still guarding me...... Damn! Damn! I didn't protect you!" Reinhardt thought bitterly.

If Faust had seen this film of light, he would have been jealous to death—it was clearly the defensive function of his two precious weapons.

Soul weapons, these soulful weapons are worth far more than ordinary equipment. It's not that they're powerful, in fact, most of the best artifacts and artifacts aren't soul weapons.

The scary thing about them is their growth. As the wielder fights, these weapons grow stronger as if they were alive - they still seem to be able to exercise, and they can still improve themselves.

As their quality improves, they have a wide variety of effects. For example, Gaunt the Great Axe now has a triple effect that increases Strength, Sharpness, and Bloodlust, while the long dagger Jebido can be considered a highly toxic weapon that also grants the wielder additional bonuses to stealth and dexterity.

These traits were already remarkable, but now they had an even greater ability - a spiritual barrier. This seems to be some kind of special set effect, where both pieces of equipment are indispensable, but still very powerful. But most importantly, this piece of equipment has allowed Reinhardt to survive this wave of shock.

Faust could have survived this round, but he was knocked out on a physical level by a tentacle collision head-on, something that no mental barrier could stop.

Reinhardt's face turned red - it wasn't all because of the crying, Reinhardt wasn't the kind of person who often lost control of his emotions, he just shed a few tears.

His face turned red from suffocation - as if sensing his resistance to psychic power, Ktorn's tentacles tightened tighter and tighter, as if for some reason, it didn't want to keep the attacked people awake.

Reinhardt struggled desperately, but with the strange power of his tentacles, that resistance was useless - even when he activated all the equipment on his body.

Slowly, Reinhardt's movements became smaller and smaller, and his struggle was much weaker, until he finally stopped moving completely, and if it weren't for the weak and steady heartbeat he maintained, one almost suspected that he was dead.

As if sensing this, Kertorn loosened his tightened tentacles slightly, allowing Reinhardt to breathe.

After a few more moments, it seemed that he had finally reached his destination, and Kerthon spat the slime-stained Reinhardt to the ground, circled around the surrounding soil, and left for another place.

After confirming that Kerthon was gone, his eyes snapped open - Reinhardt could still come up with the idea of pretending to be dizzy.

Kethorn was not a smart man, and when he was a man, his poor medical knowledge could not support him to accurately judge whether a person had fallen into a coma or not.

As long as Reinhardt controlled his heartbeat, it was enough to fool him—and with Reinhardt's warrior level, this level of control over his body was almost handsome.

Reinhardt got up from the ground and wiped the slime from his face. Oddly enough, the slime—the saliva of the Driller—was volatile, and there was hardly any residue, and Reinhardt only lay down for a while, and most of the slime was dry.

And the mucus doesn't smell bad, it looks clean and transparent, and if it weren't for the snot-like touch, it would look no different from water.

The thought of the taste of the mucus made Reinhardt feel a little sick to his stomach. He quickly diverted his attention so that he could stop thinking about the damn slime.

He looked around, taking in his surroundings - it seemed to be a huge crypt, with countless passages leading to it, each nearly two people high, and the walls of the crypt were densely packed with passages that could not be counted.

He had heard from wizards that some caves collapsed leaving behind huge crypts, some rumored to be hundreds of meters deep—or even deeper, Reinhardt couldn't say.

But it clearly didn't belong to that kind of environment - the crypt was so large that Reinhardt couldn't see the roof of the cave at all, and it was pitch black above it with not a glimmer of light in sight - obviously, although it was invisible, there was still a roof of the cave.

However, no matter how magnificent these natural landscapes may be, they are not as impressive as those man-made.

It was a miracle that made the wood-faced Reinhardt stunned - all the crossings were connected by a ring road clinging to the cave wall. These spiraling downward loops continue to fork in the road, crossing graceful parabolas leading to the center of the crypt.

This makes the entire empty crypt seem to be filled with some kind of huge flower, and the natural landscape is transformed into a man-made magnificent wonder. This splendid building, amazing wonder!

It was only after seeing the exciting transportation system that Reinhardt noticed the underground city of the wonderful buildings. In fact, these buildings are not inferior to the transportation system.

Slightly slender forks of the road cut through each track, linking to the entrance of the building, and these complex passages are interconnected. If the majestic arterial roads outline the outlines of this underground flower, these dense network passages are the details between the outlines.

Reinhardt didn't know much about architecture, but he could still appreciate the strange exotic flavor of these buildings—they were often pointed and thin conical, with concave curves on the busbars, and spiral-like ornamentation on the towers, similar to the roads on the cave walls.

These buildings are clearly not intended for human habitation, they have no doors or windows, and it is clear that the inhabitants of the buildings should be able to walk through the earth and rocks without obstacles, and the buildings that appear too large also indicate that the tenants should be much larger than humans.

"Here...... Is this the Magic City?" Reinhardt exclaimed.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Reinhardt, you're mistaken, this isn't the cursed city—it's the curse itself. ”