"Beautiful lady, instead of wearing armor and risking your life against those beastmen, why not spend a night with me? I guarantee you'll live in luxury in the royal capital from now on—"
A man dressed in gaudy aristocratic attire held a wine cup in one hand as he staggered toward Altria. His murky eyes, filled with desire, never left the Knight King's graceful figure. Anyone could tell exactly what he wanted.
Yet not a single drinker present was willing to step forward to help. The cliff was deep, bottomless, but amid its darkness, he saw black figures sitting there in silence.
So far, Pu'er had gotten several of her former friends killed, and none of them had ended well, but Karen did not find that strange.
Just as Kuroki Ryuji finished sighing, he felt an invisible ripple sweep rapidly across his body. Then they entered a strange space. Kuroki Ryuji knew clearly that they had entered the world of yokai.
However, the forbidden spell cast by the undead summon Norton, which Molindi had activated by sacrificing her life, essentially exploited the connection between Norton and Tyrannus, using a clever shortcut to reduce the difficulty of casting it.
Rathma glanced at it, smiled, took out five one-hundred-rupee notes, and placed them on the counter.
"Honored guest, if you wish to go to the Changsheng Gang's headquarters, leave from Juxian Tower and walk straight for a hundred paces. You'll come to a three-way intersection. Turn left, then walk another fifty paces, and you'll reach the Changsheng Gang's headquarters. It's just that the place has long since been abandoned and lies in ruins," the attendant said.
"Six, seven, eight." Leng Xin's death-dealing count reached Yi Jianhan's ears. Yi Jianhan's mind was in turmoil, yet he had no idea what to do.
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