"How is this possible? How is it possible to have a city under the sun beneath the festering crypt?"

When Rowe told Catherway about Aroline's discovery, Catherway looked extremely surprised, she didn't think that such a thing would really exist.

"At first, I didn't believe it either. But Aeloline firmly believes that she really sees a city that really exists, and as a former Black Witch of the Eight Rings, I don't think any illusion can deceive Aeloline. What's more, the metal puppet cavalry that captured Eloline is also a real thing. ”

Rowe obviously disagrees with Catherway, who has basically believed that the war fortress called Black Iron Wolf's Lair 637 beneath the festering crypt of the abandoned mine is not the kind of fortress that is armed to the teeth as he originally imagined, except for various war weapons, only cold masonry remains.

Just like what Luo Wei said, Ayrine, who entered the War Fortress No. 637 of the Black Iron Wolf's Lair, has been captured by a group of mechanical soldiers.

Among the mechanical knights, Ayrine, who was almost completely transparent, was no different from the conspicuous fireflies in the dark night, and they easily surrounded Ayrine in a combined attack.

The dark magic that Aroline mastered could not cause any real damage to the metal puppet knights, and even after the metal puppet knights were sure that Aroline was a ghost, they took out a fishing net that seemed to be specially used to catch spirit creatures, and caught Aroline in a few nets.

Originally, Aroline thought she was dead. But the metal puppet knights didn't kill her. Instead, he sent her to the city on horseback.

That's a very large city. On both sides of the imposing and heavy metal gates, there are three or four high walls that stretch out for at least four or five kilometers, and the entire wall is made of huge stones.

Every two meters or so on top of the wall, there stood a heavily armored soldier armed with a dragon lance or a crossbow, and all the heavily armored soldiers could not see their faces because they had lowered their face armor. Spider-like mechanical golems roam around the walls, sweeping away dust and other dirt from the walls, as well as repairing cracks and damage in the masonry of the walls.

Outside the open gate, there were two rows of ten warriors with scarlet short spears and cuirassiers. The guards who were in charge of guarding the city gates, like the heavily armored soldiers on the city walls, wore metal helmets and lowered their visors.

Although it is only independent of the cave, the city is like all big cities, and there are countless people coming and going in and out of the city gates, and the traffic seems to be very busy.

It's just that when Ayrine was captured and taken to the vicinity of the city gate, she was surprised to find that there was no living person in the endless flow of traffic!

Everyone who comes in and out of the city. They all had metal faces, and they were ...... All puppets!

Ayrine knows this all too well. Because she didn't feel any of the breath of the living at all.

But to Ayrin's surprise, the puppets were all dressed in clothes that represented different identities like the living, and did things that were in line with the identity of the clothes they had been told.

And the most strange thing for Ayrine is that the puppets dressed in various servant and servant costumes will carry some empty soft couches, or lead equally empty puppet war horses.

When colliding head-on with each other, the puppeteers with more ornate ornaments on their clothes will carry the soft couch or lead the horse straight forward without stopping, while the puppeteers with slightly simpler clothes will definitely carry the soft couch or lead the puppet horse to avoid the side of the road as quickly as possible.

As for the puppets dressed as civilians, they have no qualifications to collide or avoid them, and they are all walking on both sides of the road.

This gave Luo Wei the feeling that it was like these puppets, enforcing a very strict hierarchy.

There is a hierarchy, and there is nothing wrong with it in Aroline's opinion, but the problem is - all the puppeteers, including the metal puppet knights who captured her, are silent no matter what they do!

A silent world, terrifying.

"Lord of Decay, what the hell is this place?"

Ayrine finally couldn't help muttering, even the monastery of Musfaran who practiced asceticism could at least hear the praise of the Lord of Decay, but here...... What a terrifying sight it is that it is a lively scene, but everyone who created the excitement is silent?

Could it be that the names in the city are dead in fact, and only the metal golems that were originally created to serve them are left?

Aroline couldn't help but have such thoughts.

But at this moment, a long trumpet suddenly came out of the city.

This was followed by the sound of tap-tap snare drums.

The sudden sound of music seemed to be an order that had a coercive effect on all mechanical golems, because at the same time as the sound of music was remembered, the mechanical golems who originally played various identities were busy avoiding both sides of the road, giving way to the wide avenue in and out of the city gate.

The mechanical puppet cavalry that had captured Ayrine also avoided both sides of the road with the music, and their movements made the quilt still in a special net, so that Arroline had to be curled up in a big sin, and she was lifted by the shoulders of a person who happened to stop next to her, also moving towards the side of the road, and rolled around like a ball.

It may not hurt at all, but it really hurts Aroline's self-esteem, she is not one of those ordinary low-level undead who doesn't understand anything, but a ghost chanter of Musfaran!

It was only very soon that Aroline was angry that her self-esteem had been hurt, because she had seen a spectacle that she could not believe at all—

In the cheerful march of music, several flatbed prisoner carts pulled by eight metal war horses walked out of the city gate hole one after another.

In the first prison car, a giant wolf composed of countless black smoke was imprisoned. The giant wolf kept spinning around in the prisoner's cart, which could be described as small to it. It seems to be looking for the doom of escaping imprisonment.

Because the black smoke giant wolf kept turning. Aroline saw the wolf's chest. There's this piece of white dog pattern in the shape of a skull.

And relying on this piece of distinctive white hair, Ayrin recognized the identity of the other party - the undead lord of the Soul Wolf, Kundan Fenril!

Ayrine clearly remembered that after signing an agreement with her master Lowe some time ago, among the seven undead lords of the festering crypt of Sumenassas told by Red Chaileman according to the agreement, the undead lord of the Soul Wolf Kundan Fenrir described by Rhett Childman was the appearance of the caged trapped beast in front of him.

This is, how is this possible?

The Soul Wolf Undead Lord Kundan Fenrir is a powerful Undead Lord, how could it be trapped by an iron cage. And then dragged out like trophies by these mechanical puppets to parade through the streets?

Aroline didn't have much time to think about the question that she couldn't answer at all, for she soon saw the second prisoner car.

In the second, slightly empty prison cart, there was a piece of armor that looked rather ornate and at least had a variety of enchantment properties, but this headless armor was not a dead thing, but a face of smoke that kept moving on the chest of the entire armor.

This armor ...... Match the traits of General Newcastle, the Ghost Lord of Armor!

In other words, the city's mechanical golems have captured not only the Soul Wolf Undead Lord Kundan Fenrir, but also the Armored Ghost Lord General Newcastle?

No way?

If the mechanical puppets of this city had such a strong strength, then the entire festering crypt of Sumenassas should have been controlled by them a long time ago. How could the Undead Lord Grandzter and the seven Undead Lords have a chance to become kings in their own right?

Ayrine already felt completely incomprehensible.

But what made him even more incomprehensible was that the third flatbed prisoner cart rumbled over. There was a dwarven corpse, and next to the dwarven corpse hung a stone hammer about the size of the dwarf.

"Zombie Dwarven Lord Gallon's Hammer ......"

Aroline muttered weakly.

Capturing two undead lords alive and killing one undead lord is not easy to do, even if it is the undead lord Grandzt, right?

Just when Ayrine was puzzled. A fourth prison cart drove up, this time it was no longer filled with a single undead lord, not even the undead, the cart was filled with living people.

At a glance, Aroline found an old man in the seven-ring necromancer's robe, who looked as if he hadn't been groomed for days, and his whole body was dirty.

If there is no accident, this old guy who was also captured is the vice president of the Magic Society in Sussex City, Quinza, right?

I don't know why, after seeing Quinza, the seven-ring necromancer who was also caught, Ayrine actually had the feeling that things should be like this.

As she was thinking, Aroline suddenly burst into a deafening cheer and almost scared her out of schizophrenia - damn it, you puppets can't speak, how did you suddenly learn to cheer?!

Yes, it was the metal puppets that were everywhere in front of and around Ayrin who were making a deafening cheer.

The cheers emitted by these metal golems are not even much different from those of living people, and there is no sense of mechanics or sluggishness.

However, as the cheers continued, Ayrine was keenly aware of the problem - in fact, all the cheers made by the puppets were just the repetition of the same cheer!

If Aroline, like Rowe, was a time-traveler from the Earth world, she would have used a very precise word to describe the situation at hand—a CD playing on a loop.

Unfortunately, Ayrine is not a visitor to Earth, but a ghost chanter of Musfaran, so she can only greet the object of the golem puppet's cheer while it is difficult to understand.

Ayrine saw an ordinary-looking shoulder-huddle.

Raising their shoulders were two pretty little girls who looked no more than twelve years old, but looked exactly the same, and the only thing that could distinguish the two pretty little girls was the jeweled wreath they wore in a ponytail—the one in the front wore a jasmine-style sapphire crown, and the one in the back wore an emerald wreath in the shape of a rose.

Is this it?

Could this be what Rhett Childman said, the strongest and weakest of the seven undead lords of the festering crypt of Sumenas, Sapphire Jasmine and Emerald Rose?!

However, if they are twin undead lords, who are the ones who treat the two of them as sedan chair servants?

Eloline's gaze focused on the shoulder that was carried by the Lord of the Twin Kings, the green-robed man who wore a rusty mask, so he couldn't see his face clearly, and he could only see a pair of cloudy old eyes—

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