Hill's mouth twitched sharply.
His expressions had always been rather restrained. Even when the corner of his mouth twitched, his temperament meant that he would almost immediately smooth it away.
One could only imagine how speechless he was now.
Sure enough, the longer old-timers lived, the more they resembled old children.
The River Styx had distracted him just so he would not see the City of the Dead being rebuilt again!
But with such a huge commotion, how could Hill possibly fail to notice it?
It was not as though he were deaf.
Clearly, the River Styx merely wanted him not to see it at the exact moment it acted... the rest was simply burying its head in the sand.
In any case, given Hill's usual temperament, he would not expose it to its face.
Hill silently looked at the new City of the Dead... and deeply suspected that the River Styx had just gone to William for blueprints.
There had not been enough time for it to seek out the Undead and issue a quest, right?
Besides, he was truly familiar with this map. It was also a city where he had gotten lost as a child, died countless times, and even killed himself... an Undead metropolis called Undercity.
At the center of the circular ring stood a tall, mysterious Bone Tower covered in patterns.
Four arched bridges extended from this round area, leading toward a circular passage filled with gateways of light.
Beneath the bridges lay deep, shadowy pits.
Beyond the circular passage stood walls covered in archways... both above and below the bridges.
Undead emerged from these light gates leading to worlds everywhere, then underwent an initial assessment by the magic formations in the passage beneath their feet.
The evil were tossed into the pits below, then