blogombal Chapter 118 Neighborhood Committee, open the door!
Chapter 118 Neighborhood Committee, open the door!
Chapter 118 Neighborhood Committee, open the door!
Forced by the two men's tyranny, the silver dragon girl had no choice but to comply.
The silver dragon soared into the night sky, its scales shimmering under the bright moonlight, making it exceptionally beautiful.
Unfortunately, every household in Hongyingling kept their doors and windows locked, and no one saw this scene.
Sitting on the dragon's back, Modi took one last look at the shrinking town, a matchbox appearing in his hand.
Push open the matchbox, take out a match, light it, and toss it down.
The match burned to ashes in the air, and an invisible dream quietly enveloped the entire Red Eagle Territory.
Good night, and sweet dreams.
This dream is not fatal; it only slightly alters the residents' memories, causing them to forget certain things.
When the sun rises, they will wake up as usual and naturally accept that the lord has been overthrown by the citizens' council.
"Mortis, throwing objects from high-rise buildings is wrong," Elena said sternly.
Modi's lips twitched, and he argued, "I was using an ancient god's relic to cast a spell; I would never have hurt anyone."
"An ancient god's relic? What is that? This is the first time I've heard you mention it."
He took out the ancient god relics he had previously confiscated. "These are the ancient god relics. Each of them has a unique function. You can think of them as objects that carry the power of the immortals."
The five items were a matchbox, red dancing shoes, a chain blade, and a crystal shoe and tinderbox found in Eliza's mansion.
Having been tempered by the River Styx, they were already completely submissive; if Modi called them, they would even respond.
"These are the so-called relics of the ancient gods?"
Elena took the crystal shoe in her hand, compared it with her foot, and found that if she wanted to wear it, she would have to cut off a part of it.
"These are glass slippers. Anyone who wants to wear them has to cut off their own foot."
Mordy explained, retrieving the crystal shoe as he did so.
"Where's this tinderbox?" Elena held the tinderbox in her hand, the barking of hunting dogs faintly reaching her ears.
"This thing can summon three types of hounds, but those hounds are all pretty weak."
"What was the purpose of these relics?"
"Their power all originates from the same ancient god and is essentially a distortion of reality. If I can piece them together, I might be able to obtain an artifact comparable to the Holy Grail."
As the two talked, the silver dragon had already crossed a small part of the Northern Territory and flown over Winter's Throat.
Its arrival alarmed the demon guards, and so alchemical cannons were aimed at the silver dragon.
They will open fire at Bazett's command, letting the silver dragons feel the power of modern alchemical creations.
"Wait a minute," Bazett frowned. "The master has ordered that this dragon is an ally."
All the demon soldiers stopped what they were doing and went about their own business.
"Is that your territory?" A chill ran down the silver dragon's spine. "I sense something terrifying is aimed at me."
"Don't worry, I've already put your name on the whitelist," Modi reassured him. "Even if I hadn't, they would at most give you a few holes; it shouldn't be fatal."
Hearing his uncertain tone, Yinlong almost lost his balance and nearly caused a plane crash.
"Take it easy, I don't want to end up in jail like this," Elena said, displeased.
The silver dragon landed on the gentle slope behind the Throat of Winter, transformed into human form, and the three of them went directly through the back door into the Frost House.
"gold!"
As soon as the silver dragon girl entered, she rushed straight to the treasure vault, plunging headfirst into the pile of gold coins, a blissful expression on her face.
"Aren't you just going to leave her here like this? Aren't you afraid she'll cause some trouble?" Elena speculated maliciously.
"I have cursed every gold coin here. If anyone misappropriates it without permission, they will be haunted by my curse."
Modi revealed a wicked smile.
"The Curse of Death, the Curse of the Dead, the Curse of the Withered Diamond, the Curse of Distortion... these will surely give those who embezzle public funds a pleasant surprise!"
The construction of Frost Tomb proceeded rapidly, with demons and flesh monsters working together, and various spells and alchemical devices participating in the process.
The prototype of an underground city gradually emerged.
The already massive Frost Tomb became even larger and more complex after rounds of expansion.
Without a map or someone to guide you, an unlucky person who wanders into this place is likely to get lost.
Or they might crash headlong into dangerous areas like demonic conversion pools or undead altars, only to be torn apart by newly spawned monsters.
This is considered a relatively good situation.
The truly terrible thing is that the River Styx changes its course.
The residents of Xinbaihe Town all know that beneath the town lies not only a massive ancient tomb, but also the River Styx, which connects to another world.
Every night when the whole town is asleep, someone will hear the sound of running water in their sleep.
It is said that that is the sound of the waves of the River Styx.
If you hear screams coming from the river at this time, then without a doubt, some unfortunate soul has slipped and fallen into the river.
"Listen, that's the sound."
"What's that sound? Isn't that the butcher next door slaughtering a pig?"
"...Hey, who chose this location in the first place? Why did they choose it next to the butcher shop?"
Vida opened his eyes and cursed as he exited his meditative state.
He had just attempted to enter the etheric plane through meditation to glimpse what was happening deep underground, but clearly, he failed.
Not only because of the noise of the pig being slaughtered, but also because of the shadow below that blocked the view.
"There's definitely a powerful spellcaster down there," he said to his teammates with absolute certainty.
"You are already a highly skilled spellcaster, a rare find in this world. You only recently condensed your fifth mark. Can't even you see through what lies below?"
His teammate Finn frowned, a quiet turmoil stirring within him.
To receive such high praise from the mage Vida, could it be that a six-seal mage is hidden in that legendary underground city below?
The sixth seal is the limit for extraordinary beings; condensing the seventh seal will allow one to join the ranks of the immortals.
"I can't see through it, I can't see through it at all. You simply can't understand what I saw."
Vida sighed, still shaken by the sight he had just witnessed in the etheric layer.
Xinbaihe Town may appear peaceful on the surface, but beneath the surface lies a filthy place filled with all sorts of negative elements.
He had traveled for many years and had never seen such a dense concentration of negative elements, so dense that it was almost possible for elemental spirits to be born there.
Deep underground, darkness surges, shadows, murderous intent, bloodshed, and death weave together a giant web, encompassing the entire Winter's Throat. Dark forces are incredibly active here, leading Vida to firmly believe that a sinister conspiracy must be lurking behind the town.
This was precisely the matter that the nominal overlord of the North, the Grand Duke of the North, had asked them to investigate.
"Grand Duke Stano suspects that the rebel leader who calls himself the Lord of Winter is performing some kind of horrifying and evil ritual here, otherwise his troops could not be so powerful, even repelling three attacks by the Grand Duke's army."
Since the Dragon Worship Cult suffered a defeat here, this previously obscure place quickly became known to the world.
All the lords, and even Grand Duke Stano, turned their attention to this remote and impoverished area, and spies came in waves.
They only stopped this pointless activity when they discovered that all the spies they had sent out had disappeared.
oops.
The door was pushed open, and Vida and Finn turned around together to see a bearded man walk in.
"Guys, I have bad news and good news. Which do you want to hear first?"
"Same as always, Ivan, let's start with the bad news," Vida said.
The bearded Ivan smiled slightly. "It seems we've been discovered."
"How is this possible?" Finn exclaimed instinctively.
The young sorcerer was incredulous; their disguises were so perfect, so why...?
"You must be wondering, how could we have been discovered when our disguise was so perfect? Am I right?"
The bearded man gave a cold laugh. "That's because the whole town is a fucking enemy spy ring!"
His words sent a chill down their spines.
Vida swallowed hard. "Since the whole town is full of informants, doesn't that mean..."
"Yes, from the moment we stepped into the town, we were being watched by the townspeople."
Ivan's smile faded, and he sighed.
"Whether they are merchants, farmers, or servants, even the butcher next door is one of that lord's men."
He was puzzled as to why these usually indifferent and unruly people would be so enthusiastic here.
They even took full initiative to become the lord's eyes and ears. In other territories, when they encountered outsiders, they would at most look at them coldly and would not do anything.
The thought that every pedestrian who brushed past them, every passerby downstairs, the butcher next door and his customers were all secretly watching them sent chills down their spines.
"These troublemakers... Oh, right, what's the good news?" Finn suddenly remembered this and quickly asked.
Vida frowned slightly, glanced at him, and said nothing.
"Great news! The good news is that I've found the hidden entrance to the Frost Tomb."
Ivan answered while packing his things.
"Before those people react, let's sneak in and find out what's going on inside."
dong dong.
He had barely finished speaking when there was a knock on the door.
The three of them turned around and looked towards the door, where they heard a rough male voice.
"Hello, we are representatives from the Xinbaihe Town Residents' Committee. We're here to solicit residents' opinions. Could you please open the door?"
What kind of organization is the Xinbaihe Town Residents' Committee?
The three men looked at each other for a moment, and then Ivan made a gesture.
The remaining two nodded, and Vida quietly moved to the window and silently opened it.
The three men jumped out of the window one after another without making a sound, leaving the house empty.
A few seconds later, several scratches appeared on the door, and red, green, and blue paint seeped behind the door.
With a bang, the door shattered. Arken, holding a thick paintbrush, quickly glanced around, but found no one, and shook his head.
"They're gone."
Behind him, Gale, clad in armor and carrying a greatsword, also entered.
"They've probably found the entrance to Frost Tomb. Should I lead some men to intercept them?"
"No need," Arken shook his head again, waving his paintbrush in the air. "The master is there; they can't cause any trouble. I'll go."
With a flick of the brush, a blue trail formed on the ground, stretching all the way to the window.