Lin Shen and Catherine exchanged a glance, then entered the ancient city together. When they reached the tower gate and looked inside, they froze in shock.
The tower was filled with metal pillars, and a person was locked to each one. There were several hundred of them.
Looking more closely, Lin Shen noticed something strange. Those locked to the metal pillars were not humans of flesh and blood, but more like wax figures with glossy, oily skins.
"Enter the tower and reach the seventh floor, and you may take the treasure of World King Prison City," Thinker said to Lin Shen.
"What treasure? Who left it here?" Lin Shen asked.
"If you can reach the seventh floor, you will naturally know when you see it. If you cannot reach it, then there is no need for you to know," Thinker said.
"You should at least tell me who you really are, shouldn't you?" Lin Shen asked, looking at Thinker.
"I am merely a statue that can think, nothing more." Thinker glanced at the gates of the World King Prison Tower. "Less than a minute remains before these gates close. Whether you enter or not is your own decision."
Lin Shen and Catherine exchanged another glance, then the two of them walked into the tower.
"Whose wax figures are these?" Standing inside the tower, Lin Shen turned back and asked Thinker outside the gates. "Those are not wax figures. They are World King Oil Corpses—World Kings captured from different Ancient Realm Regions. They had names, but I do not know them."
"World King Oil Corpses..." Lin Shen was somewhat puzzled. What exactly were oil corpses?
"To point to heaven and mark out the earth—that is what makes a World King. Since ancient times, there have been no more World Kings in