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Here, night falls.

Kingdom border, northwest.

On the dark plain, the huge mechanical fortress is operating in an orderly manner.

Every face of the Kingdom's soldiers, armed with live ammunition, was filled with indifference and serious expressions.

The road was opened, and two rows of soldiers saluted the mechanical carriage heading towards the fortress.

"This is already the third fortress. The kingdom's fear of the sub-hell area is in line with expectations."

Zhao Guangli's eyes moved slightly.

Behind this fortress is the road leading to Night Town in the sub-hell area. Before this, the kingdom sent heavy troops to guard it.

"There are at least dozens of high-ranking people on the surface, but there seems to be a more terrifying existence hidden among them. They should be the kingdom's secret weapon."

In front of the huge mechanical carriage was a girl with a cold face and wearing a white tight-fitting martial arts uniform.

The cold and terrifying atmosphere around her seemed incompatible with her.

This girl is just the driver who is the owner of the carriage.

"Your Majesty, all inspections and warrants have been completed."

A soldier came forward respectfully and said to the silent mechanical carriage.

Leading to Night Town requires the approval of the Duke of the Kingdom and a lot of tedious regulations, even for the Five Lords.

The only people in the kingdom who can really go to Night Town without a warrant are the Duke and the Queen.

"good."

A gentle voice came from the carriage.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Standing guard in such a terrifying place day and night, every one of these soldiers has passed an inhuman assessment.

"Let's go."

Many soldiers performed a military salute.

"Let go!"

"I wish the Earl good luck in martial arts!"

"I wish the Earl good luck in martial arts!"

"I wish the Earl good luck in martial arts!"

The terrifying iron door with faint black blood stains was opened.

From behind the door, there was a strange sound that made one's teeth grind, and a strange smell that could not be named.

Even the faces of the soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles had a vague change.

The wind passing through the door was filled with inexplicable panic, as if the soul was about to be extinguished.

Four hundred and thirteen years of the Tianqi calendar.

Early September.

In the fallen kingdom, the Earl of the Five Lords, Zhao Guangli, took a follower and entered the sub-hell area [Night Town].

Everyone is afraid of it, the restricted area of ​​mankind, the end of darkness.

Sub-hell.

…

This mechanical carriage was provided by [Viscount] Niels.

Nils has his own machine shop in the kingdom, so he can still build the most advanced steam equipment in the kingdom.

The interior of the carriage adheres to pragmatism and is basically the gray and white color of heavy industry.

Zhao Guangli really didn't know anything about the construction system at all, and he was ready to use the carriage as a substitute.

As the kingdom's fortress closed behind him, and under the gaze of the kingdom's soldiers, Gu Xintong drove the carriage slowly toward the front.

"The mechanical carriage is really a mechanical carriage."

Zhao Guangli looked at the mechanical horse in front of him, which was purely composed of mechanical devices, and found it very interesting.

From a theoretical point of view, this kind of construction style is actually more gain than loss. Apart from having a high level of performance, it is actually of little use.

Gu Xintong did not reply, but concentrated on driving the carriage.

Through the girl's pupils, Zhao Guangli could also see the outside scenery from inside the carriage.

plain.

The scenery is like the original Wanli Great Plains.

At a glance, there is no limit.

But it is different from the Great Plains. In the distance, it is pure black.

Without light, everything seems to be swallowed up by darkness.

"The smell in the air is the smell of rotting corpses. According to extraordinary genetics, the smell of death is slightly different for any kind of creature."

Zhao Guangli closed his eyes and rested his mind.

From this perspective, what Zhao Guangli smells now.

It contains at least tens of thousands of different types of putrid corpses.

As the carriage passed through the soft soil, it felt like it was stepping on a soft corpse.

It was a touch that would never appear in the human world.

Between the vast darkness of heaven and earth.

It seems that there is really only one mechanical carriage.

Like a lone boat, sailing on the dark sea.

In this way, Zhao Guangli drove a mechanical carriage on the dark land for a whole day.

Ordinary people can't even tell whether it's day or night here, because the sky is just pitch black.

Gu Xintong turned the switch on the carriage's head.

The steam roared and the mechanical carriage came to a standstill.

In front of the carriage, an almost rotten wooden road sign appeared in front of Zhao Guangli.

[Human traffic is prohibited here].

The decayed road sign seemed to be about to collapse and shatter at any time, and there were palm prints of unknown species on it, vaguely stained with blood that had turned completely black.

Behind the street sign, there is a huge flagpole.

Zhao Guangli didn't understand why there was a flagpole here. He just looked up and saw...

Countless corpses.

Human corpse.

The blackened ropes were hung on the flagpole like cargo.

Everyone seemed to be still alive. The corpses were not completely decomposed, but their faces were pale and their eyeballs were bulging.

Normal people will vomit directly when seeing such an astonishing sight, causing physiological distortion and discomfort.

"These people are all wearing kingdom-style clothes. As for why they appear here..."

Zhao Guangli probably knew it in his heart.

The kingdom will banish some of the most vicious criminals to the sub-hell zone and leave them to fend for themselves.

Now it seems that I just happened to meet him.

At this moment, almost all the corpses began to shake.

As if convulsing momentarily, the muscles of these pale corpses twitched.

There was a strange sound coming from his mouth, as if he was praying for something.

then……

All the corpses had their bulging eyeballs opened as wide as possible.

Everyone is looking at the mechanical carriage!

It’s hard to imagine what a bizarre scene this is.

In the dark plain, these corpses just stared at the carriage.

The girl driving the carriage had no expression on her face, not even any emotion.

"[Dark Thunder]."

Dark electric light cut through the darkness, and the girl's movements were extremely fast.

Like a dark ghost, his body rose up.

Moving forward suddenly, spiritual energy exploded.

The corpses exploded in mid-air, revealing the internal structure that had long since dried up.

From these corpses, long white insects surged out, making extremely obscure sounds.

"Everyone has the responsibility to break down feudal superstition."

Zhao Guangli in the carriage gently touched his palm.

Zhao Guangli had seen these long white insects in Nightmare City a long time ago.

At that time, a demon [Horse Bug] that controlled human corpses was this kind of existence.

"The outside of the sub-hell area is the area where the kingdom exiles criminals."

"These criminals cannot be civilized. If they are exiled to fend for themselves, they will die completely within a few days."

"[Parasitic worms], if left in the dark for a long time, will be invaded by this kind of monster and occupy the body. There are many such monsters on the external roads leading to Night Town, and their nests are [Worm Flags]."

"When encountering a worm flag, it is recommended to give priority to killing the female worm with the worm flagpole on its body - usually at the bottom of the flagpole."

The girl watched indifferently as countless worm fragments fell. Under the electrotherapy of Dark Thunder, there were basically no whole corpses of worms here.

The few surviving worms emerged from the wounds on the corpse, and the rows of teeth made patients with trypophobia feel extremely panicked.

"Resistant to dark spells?"

Zhao Guangli was stunned.

Most of these worms were not even at the official level. However, under Gu Xintong's [Dark Thunder] attack, there were actually survivors. Zhao Guangli found the key to the problem in no time.

Dark magic is a special power of a mage in the extraordinary world.

Originally derived from the negative emotions of human beings, Gu Xintong merged this power with his own thunder method to form a dark thunder that even shocked Zhao Guangli.

but……

The worms here seem to have lived in the darkness for too long.

Zhao Guangli could clearly feel that Dark Thunder had an extreme sense of stagnation.

"Do external monsters have such antibodies?"

Zhao Guangli frowned slightly.

At the same time, Gu Xintong's pure white and slender right hand is a little bit on the outside.

The spiritual energy stirred up terror, and the entire ground collapsed.

The flagpole kept swinging, and under the ground, a big worm with a flagpole on its back appeared.

Ho ho ho!!

Next to the big worm without eyes, there are so many small worms that it is impossible to count them.

One after another.

At the same time, he looked at the woman who exuded high-energy reactions.

"[Flag Worm] can generally reach high levels, and the flag on its body can be used as a ritual item. After killing it, the skin on its body is an excellent material."

Zhao Guangli was thinking while directing Gu Xintong.

"It's so disgusting, even dogs don't want this kind of material."

"Destroy it."

Carriage exterior.

Gu Xintong raised one palm to the sky.

A huge dark thunderball formed in the palm of his hand.

Like a thunderstorm, it exudes an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

"[Big Dark Thunder]."

Gu Xintong's hair was blown by the chaotic fluctuations of energy.

The hair is bypassed and the energy explodes.

Boom!

Thunder on the ground.

Dark lightning came from the sky and exploded the entire ground into powder.

The ground collapsed, and only Zhao Guangli's carriage was safe.

Even with the resistance to dark spells, Gu Xintong's spell strength was enough to kill these worms dozens of times.

Not even the charred corpse could be seen, only the scorched smell that had been burned.

Without even looking at it, Zhao Guangli moved his right hand slightly.

The girl sat on the front of the carriage, and the mechanical carriage roared with steam as it drove forward.

The story just now was just an insignificant episode to Zhao Guangli.

The appearance of that worm flag actually made Zhao Guangli feel relieved.

The sub-hell zone and the disaster zone are essentially the same.

It's just the difference between the strength and weakness of demons.

As long as you know this in your heart, you can feel a little more at ease.

As time passed, a thick, dark fog filled the surroundings.

With his line of sight blocked, even Zhao Guangli's perception was unable to exceed fifty meters.

Fifty meters.

For someone as advanced as Zhao Guangli, it is basically equivalent to being blind.

These black fogs block the flow of energy and seem to have other effects.

Zhao Guangli soon knew what effect this had.

"[The Viscount's Special Carriage No. 1] reminds you."

"Low fuel."

"Low fuel."

"Energy is about to run out..."

"energy……"

The voice of the announcer turned out to be the frivolous voice of the Viscount, but the words he spoke made people not optimistic.

"In the sub-hell zone, the durability of ordinary mechanical devices and instruments is very poor, and the energy consumption will be completely amplified. Unless you are a construction mage, otherwise, the mechanical devices will run out of energy or malfunction in a very short period of time."

"Don't worry, Count. This mechanical carriage is specially made by me. It can last at least one day."

Zhao Guangli recalled what the Viscount had said to him before leaving, and slowly stopped when he heard the wheels of the carriage making a painful neighing sound.

Indeed, if Niels said it lasted a day, it was a day.

It’s really only one day.

Zhao Guangli opened the curtains and looked at the moist black mist.

The carriage just stopped on the ground of what seemed like a dark lake.

Not a single ripple.