55. The Undead Army?
Soon, the group discovered the most obvious difference between this place and the outside.
First, the temperature here was much lower. Outside, it was the transition between spring and summer, with a comfortable temperature of around 20 degrees. A late spring breeze was even quite pleasant.
But here, the temperature was barely 10 degrees, and the wind was chilly. And although the sky was cloudless, the sun seemed to be just an ordinary light source, providing no warmth.
This was perhaps the limitation of a mechanical city. She didn’t know how this sun was created.
And as the buildings became clearer, they realized that this was a miniature city.
No… this wasn’t a miniature, but an ancient capital, no less grand than the capital city.
The architectural style here was vastly different from the outside, but this difference wasn’t a sense of antiquity, but a kind of advanced technology that was a dimensional leap.
The entire capital could be called a mechanical city. After entering the gate, you could see mysterious and unrestrained exposed gear structures everywhere.
These wooden gears supported the city’s fully automated sky bridges, water conservancy projects, and even incredible mechanical arms, which were also made of wood.
Or rather, everywhere you looked, there was nothing that wasn’t made of wood. But this wasn’t a simple wooden hut, but a style that perfectly blended exquisite wooden carvings with complex mechanical structures. It was clear that the designer’s technology was ahead of its time.
After encountering these incredible scenes, everyone except Gong Yiling and Yan Chuyue was stunned, either marveling at the strange and wonderful nature of this place, or at this ancient ruin, which still possessed such terrifying vitality after ten thousand years.
As for Miss Gong and Yan Chuyue, it wasn’t that they weren’t surprised, but in their eyes, this place was more like some kind of ancient-style cyberpunk. Before coming here, neither of them had imagined it would be like this.
“Wait, look there—”
While everyone was captivated by the scene before them, Xuan Lingling couldn’t help but point at the sky.
Here, some things that were previously too far away to see clearly had become much clearer, especially in the center of this mechanical city, where a tall tower reached into the sky.
This tower was also made of a wooden structure. From the bottom up, you could see many various wooden platforms rotating around the tower. Some were for decoration, some had some unknown, imposing weapons hanging on them, and further up was the only place in the entire underground space where you could see clouds, and above the clouds, the sun that illuminated the entire underground divine palace.
Clearly, this tower was the core of the mechanical city, and the secret of the sun must be buried in this tower.
Perhaps more than that, this tower should also hide the glory and past of this Desolate God Kingdom.
Just by seeing this place, everyone knew where they should go next.
However, just as their eyes were drawn to the tall tower, something suddenly appeared in front of them.
No, at first glance, although they couldn’t see clearly what it was, but on a second look, they could see that they were actually some cavalry in strange clothes. In short, their entire bodies were covered in armor, and it was impossible to know what they looked like.
These cavalry were originally just patrolling, and after passing by their street, they all stopped. The leading few cavalry seemed to not understand why there were people other than them here, and they rode some strange-looking horses and slowly came towards them.
—Could it be that the undead army from back then, after ten thousand years, was really not dead?
“Who… are you?” Their tone was similar to the stone statues outside, a mixture of emotionless words and a hint of majesty.
“The tomb keeper.” Yan Chuyue stepped forward and said, “I, a junior, am a descendant of the tomb keeper from ten thousand years later. Curious about what my emperor looked like ten thousand years ago, I came here to see.”
“Nonsense!” The cavalryman suddenly roared, “His Majesty is the body of a desolate god. How can a mortal like you see him? And the duty of the tomb keeper is to guard this place for ten thousand years without being disturbed. Yet you have brought so many irrelevant people into it. What are your intentions?”
It seemed these cavalry were not fools, and they were far from as easy to talk to as the two stone statues outside.
At this point, whatever Yan Chuyue said was a weak rebuttal. Only if Murong Jing said something could she change their impression.
“I am not an irrelevant person.” Murong Jing stood with his hands behind his back, his words grand and unrestrained. “For ten thousand years, the followers of His Majesty back then once again created a kingdom on the ruins of the dynasty, and they respected His Majesty the Desolate God, and for generations, they have regarded him as the master of the state religion.”
“Now, I am the current ruler of that empire. I am fortunate to have been granted permission by the tomb keeper, Miss Yan, to come here and see His Majesty. I will then be able to firm my resolve to sweep across the continent.”
How could it be said that this guy’s speech was not more likely to make people feel that it was true, especially the words he had just said? If you didn’t know the cause and effect and just listened to it, there would be no problem at all, and you would even want to clap and cheer.
Therefore, Yan Chuyue and Gong Yiling naturally knew that the pile of things he said were nonsense, but that cavalryman was really bluffed by these words.
They looked at each other, and one of the cavalrymen couldn’t help but ask, “What is the situation outside now?”
“The Four Kingdoms have divided the continent into four. My Youhan Dynasty is the strongest among them. As long as you give me some time, I will surely sweep across the six directions and the eight desolations!”
“To have such a heart is truly remarkable.” The cavalryman’s impression of Murong Jing immediately rose to a very high level.
“However…”
Just as Murong Jing thought there would be no problem with his speech, the two knights suddenly said, “The rules are the rules. This rule was set by His Majesty back then. No one is allowed to come here for any reason.”
Murong Jing’s smile instantly froze.
He heard the cavalryman continue, “Now, we can allow you to exist here for a few minutes, but only for a few minutes. The next time we see you, it will be your death. We hope you will not waste this opportunity.”
