At dusk, the train stopped once more.
The car door opened, and Wu Heng stepped off the train.
He swept his gaze around and saw Serted Fortress in the distance, along with skeletons patrolling atop its walls.
The northern wall that his Electromagnetic Cannon had blasted down was still being repaired. Skeletons and workers bustled about, making the place look unusually lively.
He released the Three Wraiths, who floated around him and looked toward the distance as well.
"You got here so fast!"
"Are we there?"
"Uncle, where's the Second Prince?"
The Three Wraiths spoke one after another from both sides.
"We just arrived at Serted Fortress. Where would I find the Second Prince?" Wu Heng said.
Xiaoxiao lounged lazily in midair. "Uncle, this place has such a hard name to remember. It feels like it'll twist my tongue just saying it."
"Can't help it. Different cultures." Wu Heng walked toward the fortress.
"Let's change its name!"
"How? What if we change it and the Ghost Train doesn't recognize it? We'd still have to remember the original name."
"That's true." Xiaoxiao agreed.
Wu Heng smiled. "Help me check around the fortress and see if there are any enemies."
"Okay."
The Three Wraiths nodded, discussed how to divide up the scouting routes, and flew off.
Wu Heng put on his mask to change his appearance, then quickened his pace into the city.
He entered the fortress.
A few scattered people could be seen on the streets. Shops and taverns along the roads had reopened, while temporary platforms had been erected at some intersections and in the Central District.
Bards loudly read out proclamations issued by Luntam City.
Hardly anyone listened. Passersby acted as if they had not seen them.
The fortress had been occupied for quite some time. The residents already