"Mr. Washington, welcome to the realm of the dead. I am your sincere guide. You can call me Alpha."
"..." The young man with brown hair and brown eyes frowned, his face full of disgust and disgust for this place.
"Welcome? Welcome me to the cemetery, to look at your rotting corpses?" Lear smiled coldly and looked at the young and beautiful girl in front of him.
The girl has long silver hair, a beautiful body without any fat, and wears a very short woolen sweater, revealing her belly that is hard to take away your eyes from.
Alpha was stunned for a moment, then showed a pure smile: "But what qualifications do you have, sir, to speak to us? Aren't you also a lifelong mechanic from the Heretic Tribunal?"
"Ah, the machines you have touched in your hands will become nightmares for countless people. Aren't the machines used in the secret passages of the Heretic Tribunal, or in the Realm of the Undead, all made by you yourself?"
"On the battlefield, those steam armors, silver ore armors, or anti-aircraft guns and musket weapons. After the Sivlia mechanism was manufactured, it was you who personally debugged and repaired it. How many girls have lost their boys, and how many wives have lost their husbands.
,How many children have lost their father...Are you so calm in your heart?"
Alpha still had the clear smile from the beginning, but her eyes were filled with chaos and a hint of ridicule.
"I offend you, sir. Alpha apologizes to you sir." Alpha covered up the sarcasm in his eyes, and looked at Lear again like an ordinary little girl.
The corners of Lear's eyes trembled. He had never been good at words and could not refute the girl's light and soft words.
Alpha could speak such sarcastic words in such a soft whisper, which also made Lear speechless for a moment. It was like the girl in front of him was talking to him in a coquettish tone, but the content of what he said was very uncomfortable.
And her smile is very clear, like a girl living in the south, with the warmth of the Mondiac sun.
Just after looking at it a few times, Lear felt that that beautiful face was covered with a false smile, and underneath the smile was as cold as the prison of the dead.
"Mr. Washington, the follow-up this time depends on you. After all, it is the death of that adult. I hope you can solve this matter." Alpha smiled. She seemed to have this kind of expression.
"Me?" Lear's expression was a little solemn. He stared into Alpha's eyes, trying to find some clues.
"After all, your identity means that you will not betray me. My Lord has given you a new life. The moment the contract is established, you are already my dog."
Alpha made a playful gesture: "We are all the young master's dogs. Why do the two dogs bite each other?"
"The young master still has many dogs. If we form an alliance to fight against other dogs, we can always be by the young master's side. I can also give you everything you want..."
As she spoke, Alpha quietly came up to Lear's eyes. She raised her head slightly, and her slender figure caused her breath to blow on Lear's neck.
Lear did not dodge or make any unnecessary movements, and looked at Alpha quietly with his brown eyes.
"Okay, okay, Xuanlan's men are so ruthless." Alpha shrugged, "In the undead layer, we have packed up his body. There are still many followers of that adult in the prison of the undead.
Well, this is not a good place to hide."
"They won't know that the executive officer who comes to review special cases is our Lord Washington. So, Lord Washington, don't let the young master down!"
Alpha blinked.
Lear nodded, and he followed Alpha through the clean but dark and depressing corridor. The decoration here was very luxurious, and Lear had the illusion of being in a cathedral every time he came.
But as he left this floor, the overwhelming spiral staircase came in like a tidal wave. The coldness and faint fishy smell that hit his face made Lear cover his nose.
The front is like a cliff, completely cutting off the luxury and tranquility just now. Iron cage-like transport planes go up and down, and the huge prison of the dead is like an abyss. Dark guards are stationed in every corner with torches, and the rugged stone walls are inlaid with
Jade and Fluorite of Sanction.
There was the heavy sound of iron chains dragging the floor, the churning sound of steam machinery, and the prisoners walking on the spiral staircase like corpses, their limbs crushed by the heavy iron shackles.
This is the Prison of the Undead, "the hell that can never leave"! Although Lear has been a lifelong mechanic of the Heretic Tribunal for almost three years, this is the first time he has seen the Prison of the Undead.
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"Master Alpha, please come this way." The woman wearing a black copper mask kneeled respectfully on an iron cage that had just arrived.
Only then did Lear realize that behind his door was a cliff with no way to go! This also proved the importance of where he was just now in another aspect.
"Please, Mr. Washington, don't look any further. We are at the highest level of the Prison of the Dead, the 'Garden of Eden'. This place can only be reached by carrying an ice cage. Even the Darkkeepers have to pass through the layers to get here.
layer approval.”
Is that so? But why... Lear narrowed his eyes in confusion.
"And our guides can enter and leave any place in the Prison of the Dead, but you don't need to know this." Alpha smiled sweetly, stepped on the back of the black copper masked woman with his bare feet, and stepped into the "ice cage".
When Lear also stepped in, the ice cage started slowly, and the "clanging" iron chain moved in the other direction under the control of the steam mechanism.
"It's really..." Along the way, even Lear, who is said to be a talented mechanic rarely seen in ten years and who has obtained the lifelong qualification of the Heretic Tribunal at the age of 25, was so shocked that he clicked his tongue.
The intricate ice cages seemed to be traveling in a disorderly manner in the "abyss" in the huge prison of the dead. But Lear could see that they were controlled by precise programs so that they would not collide with each other and at the same time, they would eventually
Efficiently perform their transportation tasks.
Their load capacity is also amazing, and they are all equipped with motor equipment. In other words, there is a huge generator here that is comparable to Gray Gardens?
"The new gadget of the Annihilation Agency is quite interesting." Alpha shrugged and looked at Lear with a somewhat sarcastic look on his face.
Annihilation Mechanism? Not sure. It seems to be a new mechanism that has just appeared, but it has already surpassed the Siferia Mechanism in many aspects.
"We are here, Mr. Washington." Alpha's cold voice interrupted Lear's thoughts.
With a loud "bang" sound, the ice cage stopped at the parking spot on the first floor.
"The undead layer is where we place the corpses. So, the undead layer welcomes Mr. Lear Washington!"