The cultists wore black robes with twisted symbols of the deep sea and sleep-talking engraved on them.
The face was also shrouded in darkness, with a fanatical light flashing in his eyes. One of them lowered his head and said in a deep voice:
"Pastor Kain, the enemy you are tracking should be at this location."
The leading priest of the Sleeping Sect in black nodded:
"Yes,
Based on the sentinel psychic frequency band provided by Lord Trevicorn the Forsworn, I used divine magic to observe the unusual fluctuations of the black tide and locked onto this area.
Although I don’t know how they created such a torrent of energy.
But since there are no fourth-level ascendants among them, then these fleeers are just waiting for death.
not to mention..."
Pastor Kain hasn't finished speaking yet.
A giant cross sword burning with blood-red flames fell from the sky and penetrated him instantly.
The huge spiritual flame exploded instantly, burning the cultists around him to ashes.
The smoke screen cleared.
Only a gray-black skeleton with an empty expression of 'pain' was left in that place.
The high point of the old city in the distance.
The beautiful imperial sister stood on the towering ruins. There was no pity in her eyes, only disgusted indifference:
"Trevicon.
This name really makes people feel sick when they hear it.
As for you:
The slave of [Shen Mian].
Everything has really just begun.”
Perhaps because of their belief in evil gods, those cultists did not flinch from the explosive flames, as if they had lost their fear.
They held all kinds of strange weapons in their hands, including ancient staffs, sharp daggers, and strange mechanical devices.
Step by step, a gradually shrinking encirclement was formed.
Regarding this behavior of the members of the Sleeping Sect, Rendel's face showed a cold smile showing disdain:
"It seems that you have never heard of the name 'Ashes'.
Right.
Maybe Trevicorn doesn't know I'm here yet. Otherwise, what he should be feeling right now shouldn't be 'angry.'
It’s ‘fear’.”
She waved her hand, recalling the cross sword that had just penetrated and burned Pastor Kain.
Sister Yu held the hilt of the sword with her fair right hand.
The giant sword burning with blood-red flames gradually shrank and solidified into a knight's sword flowing with crimson light.
[Border Relic: John Claverhouse’s Sword of Burning Death]
moment.
Rendell's figure also disappeared from the sight of all cultists.
"Target lost."
"There is a high psychic reaction on the right side."
"No, it's my left side."
"Sleep Formation Prepare!"
"Who released the psychic property Springdale Winter, and why did it hit me?"
"There is no way to determine the target location."
Feeling the sudden high-energy reactions from all directions, the cultists fell into chaos and were unable to lock their targets.
A cultist was accidentally injured by a teammate. He covered his injured arm and yelled loudly.
But the next second.
He lost this pain.
Because, the crimson long sword has penetrated from the position of his heart on his back.
"The thirty-second prey."
These were the last words he heard before his death.
Rendell licked her delicate red lips:
"ah.
I can already feel the [furnace] roaring and the flames rising.
It’s a really good group of people.”
the other side.
Underground tunnel location:
Jiang Menghan walked at the end of the team, raising the lantern in her hand to observe the surrounding environment.
The underground tunnel environment in this old city is very dark, damp, and filled with the smell of ruins and mechanical remains.
The space inside the tunnel is very spacious.
However, due to long-term abandonment, the walls and floors are covered with rust and moss. The surrounding air is filled with a dull smell of wet earth.
Deep in the tunnel, you can hear the sound of water dripping on the ground.
The light inside was very dim, with only a few gas lanterns in their hands barely illuminating the road ahead.
There are some discarded mechanical parts and metal scraps piled on both sides of the tunnel. They are piled together randomly, as if they are a pile of useless junk.
Some large mechanical equipment was also abandoned here. Their surfaces were also covered with rust and dust, and they seemed to have lost their former functions.
The entrance was piled with debris, and there were no traces of infected people in this deserted and deserted place for a long time.
Jiang Menghan discovered something that made him pay more attention.
She gently moved the lantern closer to the rows of dusty abandoned robots leaning against the wall:
"These are robots that appear to have been used to transport abandoned goods?"
Missa came to the Kingdom of Eternal Night before and learned about the relevant information here. After all, the members of the Great Library have always been eager for knowledge.
She gave the answer:
"should be.
But since the transit channel was closed, they probably haven't been used for decades.
It seems that the appearance and basic functions are still intact."
Hear the additional information given by Misha.
The iceberg girl continued calmly:
“Even if the model is old, the Eternal Night Kingdom is an extremely slow technological iteration.
They should also be recognized by the Royal Capital's garbage recycling system.
The impact of the Kuroshio here is not serious enough, and the energy level threshold required by the Kuroshio to pollute low-level logic is itself relatively high.
in other words.
All the robots sleeping in this underground tunnel will be our best helpers in our next actions."
"But after such a long time, they are likely to be on the verge of being scrapped. Can they still be used?"
Misa expressed her confusion.
But then.
She reacted instantly. The cruiser captain looked at his subordinates:
"Rosis.
It’s your turn for your psychic property [Precision Operation] to take effect.”
Su Wen's modular assembly can only construct structures. But when it comes to repairs, even he may not be as good as the professional Roiss in this niche field.
Jiang Menghan doesn't like to talk too much.
Can be understood quickly.
This made her have a better impression of [non-Tower School] scholar organizations like the Great Library.
"We are preparing some 'noise' for those cultists that can serve as a distraction."
The iceberg girl supported the headset and said to the Sentinel Commander Yujie in the [Dawn System] communication band:
"Rendall.
How's it going with you over there?"
Hear Jiang Menghan's voice.
Sister Yu looked around.
Looking at the remains of ashes and bones scattered all over the place after being burned, a smile of satisfaction appeared on her face:
"not bad.
What, did you encounter any problems over there?"
"If you can, help me get some relics bearing the mark of the Abyss Order."
Looking at the wreckage on the ground, there are only a few nameplates that still have traces of the dim abyss.
Lendl arranged his long hair slightly helplessly:
"If you had said it earlier, maybe they could have been more complete.
Now there's just some trash left.
May I?"
Jiang Menghan had also seen the battle scene of Yu Jie Sentinel Commander. She could imagine that scene, so she smiled softly and said:
"no problem.
I have completed a miniature version of the Psychic Field Amplifier.
Just a little bit of 'source material' as a trigger field of the same frequency is enough."
that's all.
She began to make preparations for her next trip to the royal capital.