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- Here, the night falls.
Kingdom border, northwest.
On the dark plain, the huge mechanical fortress is operating in an orderly manner.
Every face of the Kingdom soldiers who were armed with live ammunition was full of 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 is 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.
"To lead to Night Town, you need the approval of the Duke of the Kingdom, and a lot of complicated regulations, even the Five Lords are no exception.
¡°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."
Guarding 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 it 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 horrifying iron door with faint black blood stains was opened.
From behind the door, there was a strange sound that made people grit their teeth, and there was also a strange smell that could not be named.
Even the faces of the soldiers who have experienced hundreds of battles have vaguely changed.
The wind that passed through the door was filled with inexplicable panic, as if the soul was about to be extinguished.
The four hundred and thirteenth year of the Tianqi Calendar.
Early September.
In the fallen kingdom, the Count of the Five Lords, Zhao Guangli, took a follower and entered the sub-hell area [Night Town].
Everyone is afraid of it, the forbidden area of ????humanity, the end of darkness.
Sub-hell.
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This mechanical carriage was provided by [Viscount] Niels.
Niels 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 has no experience with the construction system at all, and he is prepared to let the carriage play a role as a substitute.
With the Kingdom fortress closing behind him, Gu Xintong drove the carriage slowly towards the front under the gaze of the Kingdom soldiers.
"The mechanical carriage is really a mechanical carriage."
Zhao Guangli looked at the mechanical horse in front of him that was purely made of mechanical devices and found it very interesting.
From a theoretical point of view, this kind of modeling is actually not worth the gain. 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.
The plains.
It¡¯s like the scenery of the great plains back then.
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.
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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 the 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 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.
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Next to the big worm without eyes, there are so many small worms that it is impossible to count them.
One after another.
??Looking simultaneously at the woman exuding high-energy reactions.
"[Flag Worm] can generally reach high levels, and the flag on its body can become 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."
The exterior of the carriage.
Gu Xintong pointed a single palm toward the sky.
A huge dark thunder ball 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 struck the ground.
Dark lightning came from the sky, blasting 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 is enough to kill these worms dozens of times.
Not even the charred corpse could be seen, only the smell of being 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 sight blocked, even Zhao Guangli¡¯s perception could not 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 the effect was.
"[The Viscount's Special Carriage No. 1] reminds you."
"Low fuel."
"Low fuel."
"Energy is about to be exhausted"
"Energy"
The voice reporting was actually the frivolous voice of the Viscount, but the words he spoke made people not optimistic.
"In the sub-hell area, the durability of ordinary mechanical devices and equipment 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, Earl, my 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, Niels said that if it lasts for a day, it is 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.
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