Chapter 454 Underground Ghost
Now everyone hides their identities.

Isn't the purpose of changing vests to do bad things, just like a robber robbing a bank? Buying stockings is definitely not for wearing on the legs.

You can do whatever you want after covering your face.

Linde looked at the crowd in front of him, feeling a little jealous.

He had inquired about the affairs of the Mechanicus before and knew that some Beastmen forces were cooperating with the Mechanicus. The armor worn by the team that appeared in front of him now was very sophisticated, much more exquisite than what the Beastmen had worn before.

The appearance of plate armor is like that of a tin can, but outside the armor you can see the inlaid gears slowly turning. It seems that half of the body weight of a strong knight is made up of precision gears.

"I don't know how it turns. Aren't you afraid of sand getting stuck in it?"

There is not much else in the wasteland. An occasional sandstorm can bury a person alive. How can precision instruments still function after being buried in sand?

William: "Sir, wouldn't a cleaning spell be enough?"

Linde turned and looked at William's dog head.

Well said. Don’t say it next time, otherwise it will make me seem stupid. I’ll make a note of you in my little notebook and arrange for you to be my sparring partner when the immortals come online.

His gaze turned to the team in front of him again. He had been coveting the knowledge of the Mechanicus for a long time. Due to their talent limitations, few NPCs could match the achievements of the undead. But with the help of external forces, maybe they could barely keep up. Not to mention restricting the actions of the undead, at least they could serve as objects of communication and chat and issue some tasks.

It's still too difficult to act alone.

William, the most talented of his subordinates, has now become a unit of measurement of combat effectiveness, just like now that the undead have disappeared, he has no one available.

"They don't look like human beings." William said again.

Although those things had human heads, William found that they did not have complete bodies and might not even be called living things.

They were clad in plate armor of various colors, with sophisticated gears dotted on the armor like ancient inscriptions.

When the person on the left raised his arm, his left hand was completely a lump of iron. After a series of changes, traces of a magic circle appeared on his left hand. Because they were too far away, I couldn't hear what they were saying or seeing.

Instead, Tione on the side suddenly said: "They are all wizards."

wizard?

He was wearing a set of sophisticated heavy armor and exuded an aura that kept strangers away, but he was a wizard.

If one must be a wizard to control such a set of heavy armor, I'm afraid wizards will really become the favorite profession in the future. Linde had a lot of wild thoughts, but he knew that the balance of the game had nothing to do with him. Things in the world are inherently divided into good and bad, and this is not a game.

"My lord, what are you going to do?" When William saw Lind take out a long sword he had never seen before, he knew that he was going to take action.

"Of course we should charge straight ahead. The obedient ones will stay, and the disobedient ones will be killed." Lind gestured twice. "If this team is also human, they should know Magdalena, but they don't look like they are going to the Undead Reception Village for Novices."

"They seem to be holding some kind of ceremony." The Beast Lord who had officially joined the gang suddenly spoke.

Most of the time, he conscientiously plays the role of an unpleasant and stinky cat, but his knowledge is indeed something that Lind and others do not have.

"I knew that the great beast master must know." Linde said.

There are not many simple people who can get the information they want by flattering you for free and saying nice things. Maybe the Beast Lord is born "simple" when filming.

The Lord of Beasts stood with his hands on his hips, his desire to be a teacher came back to him again. Of course, he explained to others that he was "studious". Only those who are good at teaching can be good at learning.

When He was talking about important things, Linde would nod continuously. But when he got the information he wanted, he was too lazy to listen to His endless chatter and just nodded perfunctorily. So the Beast Lord got to experience the feeling of being a teacher with Linde.

"I know a little about the Mechanicus. Those monsters have gradually given up their lives, but they are very powerful. They put magic, mechanical metal, and even prayers and prophecies together to form something whole. This time they must be trying to gain some power through the ritual of revelation." The Lord of Beasts spoke to the Mechanicus with disdain.

However, Lind felt that most of his words were about his temper. Anyone could see that the Mechanicus were very good at academic research. Each of them was a wizard, which also showed that they had strong spiritual power and extraordinary talent.

"prophecy?"

Miss Narrator and Mrs. Whispering are both in this area, but they can't go far.

Lind scoffed at the so-called prophecies. It seemed that few people who believed in prophecies had a good ending. And no matter what the prophecies were, one could not just sit back and do nothing about the future.

"I...I, I heard that before the magic ring was broken, the gods had made a prophecy, and everything that is happening now is the result they had anticipated long ago."

"You anticipated that you were going to die, so you chose to lie down and not struggle?" Linde suddenly didn't know what to say.

But on second thought, if the predicted future is favorable to themselves, they will definitely do everything possible to make everything go in the direction of the prophecy. So those gods are not stupid at all, I just don’t know whether the undead exist as part of the prophecy.

"You didn't participate?" Linde suddenly asked.

He has been with the Lord of Beasts for a long time, and wants to know something about the gods from Him. As for the Daughter of Night, forget it, as her strength is only at the level of a 5th-ring BOSS, and she is still wandering around the Xilu Continent. The Lord of Beasts is in the Demon Land, and even if Lind is not sure about His strength, He must have been at the 7th-ring or even higher in His prime.

The cat with its hands on its hips suddenly stopped talking, and when Linde looked over, it rolled its eyes at him.

Ask one more question yourself.

"Follow them and see before you take action."

We must fight for it today. The opponent may look intimidating with their population, but the strongest one is only equivalent to a William.

……

Nur walked in front with the help of his cane. As the gods retreated and disappeared, the forces that believed in the Mechanicus gradually fell apart.

And unlike other forces, the Mechanicus is very strict in selecting its members, and the mental requirements for each member are very high, which ordinary wizards cannot satisfy. Some people can even see the true appearance of the elements of the magical world as soon as they open their eyes.

They are natural born mages, and each of them is even very good at research and learning. Only in this way can they have the opportunity to join the Mechanicus.

This also led to the Mechanicus having an extremely small population, as the talent affected too many people.

However, as order collapsed and the ideologies of various schools diverged, the Mechanicus eventually became like scattered refugees, joining other forces in the Demonic Land in twos and threes, or heading to other material planes.

Nur is an old soldier. Some people call him a lump of iron, and some call him a monster without heart. Later, when the disaster emerged, they called him a mechanical disaster. But Nur ignored these voices. He had long chosen to abandon the low emotions of human beings and pursue greater goals.

The only people in his team who can be called "Mechanicus members" are him and another iron lump. Compared with Nur, most of them are still human bodies. The other party has not only abandoned human emotions, but even abandoned the human body, completing spiritual and physical transcendence.

The head was covered with cheeks of steel that looked like they were forged in a furnace, and when the mouth opened, magical sounds came out, which did not need to rely on air to be transmitted, and even sounded as if they were appearing next to the ear when the words were spoken.

But Noor didn't like the way the other person spoke, perhaps it was a part of his body that was resisting.

Although the remaining soldiers were wearing various mechanical armors, they were not believers of the Mechanicus, nor did they belong to any school. The arrogant schools would rather perish than divide themselves with the weaker ones.

They just cut off their arms, hands and feet, replaced their internal organs, etc., in pursuit of temporary power. They are just a group of pitiful people who gave up themselves for power, without any lofty ideals. "Nur, how long will it take?"

"We should be there after we climb over this hill."

Nur looked at the scenery in front of him and hated the scenery of the wilderness and the gray ruins in his heart. His heart as a human being was beating wildly, but his companion who was following him was calm and composed, and no longer felt tired.

The two sides once had a dispute over physical transcendence. It was not that Noor did not want to be completely transcendent, but that his talent was limited.

The sky seemed to be dyed brown by the ground. It looked dark but there was always light. It couldn't be completely dark, but it made people feel heavy.

In the distance, slender stalagmites emerge densely, but if you look closely, you will find that this is actually the remains of an abandoned building.

Noor adjusted his breathing, waiting for the sound of his heartbeat to fade away from his ears.

……

The three people and one cat, who had been hanging far behind the Mechanicus, also climbed to the top of another hill.

"It makes my blood boil." William scratched his white wolf's head. "It kept knocking. I almost couldn't control my killing intent."

He turned to look at Lind, and heard Lind say, "It's okay, you don't have to control it."

Except for the Beast Lord who was not strong enough, Linde and Tione only needed one hand to beat William.

“This is the drum that’s being beaten in war.”

Linde's mood was also slightly affected, but he quickly calmed down. He was much stronger than the drummer, so he was not affected by the other party at all.

Looking at Tione again, her expression was calm.

Yes, she wouldn't be affected at all, she doesn't have normal emotions anyway.

After following these people for a while, Linde confirmed that they were indeed not coming for the undead, and the news of the undead's disappearance had not yet spread.

The Mechanicus team over there started to advance again, crossing the mountain, and some of their members had begun to lose control, quickening their pace and heading towards the mountain ahead.

Their sudden action left the two most special people in the crowd behind.

"Both of them are quite strong." Linde glanced at William and made an evaluation in his mind: Judging from the aura alone, the one that is half an iron lump is as strong as two Williams, while the one that is pure iron lump is as strong as three Williams.

William was looked at by Linde, and immediately understood what Linde meant, so he said: "Sir, if we go further, we will reach the territory of underground ghosts."

Lind immediately took out the map he had obtained, which contained the forces and villages recorded by the beast merchants as they traveled around the beast land. The map would be updated every time the caravan did business, so it was very timely.

Among them was the underground ghost that Lind had previously tried to get the undead to contact.

There is also a ghost named Selina beside him.

"Do you know the Far East School of Magic?" Lind suddenly remembered and asked the Beast Lord casually.

"I haven't heard of it." The Beast Lord answered without thinking, "With so many material planes, isn't it normal that there is a magic school that I haven't heard of?"

That's normal, but letting a wyvern pull a cart is not normal.

Just like the Demon Land is already considered an advanced map, but here 3rd-ring players can also be called strong, and 2nd-ring players also have a chance to emerge, and they will definitely not be sent to pull carts.

"What about the Far East Continent?"

“None.”

While the man and the beast were chatting, William beside them suddenly exclaimed.

Linde turned his head and saw that the scenery in front of him had suddenly changed. The undulating low slopes suddenly turned into an extremely wide and thick mountain range that covered the sky. The black and yellow sky was connected by the mountain range.

Thinking back to why he didn't see such high mountains when he came here, Lind turned around and looked back, only to find that they had unknowingly walked into a huge downward basin, as if they had walked into a copper hot pot. It seemed that the mountains in front of them blocked out the sky, but in fact they were staying in a depression.

"There has been a war here." Lind squatted down and swept the dirt with his palm, revealing the remains of the stone wall under his feet. There were patterns carved on it. It is believed that it was once a powerful civilization.

When he turned to look at the Beast Lord again, the other party shook his cat head.

When you don’t understand, just pretend you didn’t hear it, so as not to embarrass yourself as the Lord of the Beasts.

After walking for a while, they followed the Mechanicus from a distance. Unexpectedly, those people went from walking faster and faster to gradually slowing down and kneeling on the ground. Only the most special two were still standing.

"Those are ghosts, right?" William said.

Unreal figures began to appear in the mountains. They were dressed in lavender robes and breastplates, holding swords, javelins, and shields. Their armor had long, winding horns that stretched backwards like longhorn beetles. Their equipment looked like some kind of sacrificial guard.

"It's a ghost, but it doesn't seem to be planning to take action." Lind nodded.

He knew that there were underground ghosts among his neighbors, but he could only rely on hearsay to know what they looked like. Seeing that both parties were strangely calm, Linde suppressed his doubts.

Look again.

Then the ghosts watched quietly as the people of the Mechanicus placed various sacrificial items on the scene, built altars and magic circles, and the two sides really did not disturb each other.

"Sir?" William looked at Lind again. The voice made him more eager to fight.

"Don't worry."

If it was a summoning of the evil god, Lind would turn around and run without saying a word. If not, he would like to see what these guys who were suspected to be followers of the Mechanicus wanted to do, and then kill them all at once.

The entire "copper furnace hot pot" suddenly began to vibrate.

Something is coming.

　It’s not that I don’t want to update more, but I have facial paralysis due to staying up late.

　　In short, let’s stay up late less.

　　It's really annoying to listen to the truth, and you don't know to be careful until you fall into the trap yourself.

　　I'm just glad that between facial paralysis and sudden death from staying up late, it was the former.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)