Chapter 827 The Disabled Magic Puppet

I opened my eyes and looked at the endless grassland, but I could sense that there was a lot of death in front of me.

"Master, this should be the place you want to come." Kyle stood aside and said.

Weilin turned to look at Kyle and asked curiously, "How did you find the entrance?"

Hearing this, Kyle spread his hands and replied with a smile: "My Lord, do you believe my guess?"

"I believe."

Although he did not witness the entire process of Kyle's research, he saw the second half.

His expression at that time was obviously cautious, not as confident as before.

However, sometimes if you don’t guess, you may miss it.

"Let's go there now."

Hearing his master's words, Kyle pointed forward and said, "This direction."

"Let's go then."

Weilin did not question and flew forward.

Seeing this, Kyle left a mark and followed.

I don’t know how long I flew, there was nothing but grassland, as if there was no end.

After landing on the ground, Kyle sensed the mark he had left behind, but when he learned the location of the mark, an expression of astonishment appeared on his face.

Seeing his guardian knight showing such an expression, Weilin couldn't wait to ask: "What happened?"

"Master, how long do you think we have been wasted?" Kyle said in a deep voice with a serious expression.

Weilin's heart sank, and he answered, "At least two hours. Could it be that the mark you left behind is nearby?"

Under Weilin's astonished eyes, Kyle nodded and grabbed to the left, and a cursor used as a mark was moved in front of the two of them.

"Do you feel the fluctuations of illusion, time, or space?" Weilin asked, looking at the cursor filled with Kyle's magic.

“That’s not the case. It may be that our strength is too low and we are unable to see through the restrictions set by the legendary masters.” Kyle’s heart sank and he showed a serious look.

Seeing this, Weilin put his hands behind his back, walked back and forth, and began to think about how to get out of this hellhole.

Kyle sat on the grass, looking down at the grass, lost in thought.

Without any information, it is extremely difficult to break through out of thin air.

Suddenly, Weilin remembered something and whispered, "The calamity of eternity."

Hearing his master's whisper, Kyle looked up and saw the endless grassland beginning to collapse.

In an instant, darkness enveloped the place. After a moment of silence, light emerged and hundreds of puppets appeared in front of the two.

At this moment, Kyle was confused, just like his master wondering why he could open the entrance to the stone turtle statue.

"This is it."

Weilin saw the three hundred magic puppets placed in the deep pit, and his tone was relaxed. He thought it was a secret order, but it turned out to be used to break the boundless space.

Then, Weilin turned to look at Kyle with an expectant look on his face.

Seeing this, Kyle naturally understood what he was waiting for. He looked helpless and said, "Master, how did you find out?"

Weilin smiled and said impatiently: "Hey, of course I guessed it. Do you believe it?"

"I believe you, how can I not believe you? You are my most beloved Lord. If I don't believe you, who else can I believe in?"

Glancing at Kyle's half-smile, Weilin instantly felt that he was at a disadvantage.

"Okay, okay, let's go take a look at these magic puppets first."

Seeing this, Weilin quickly changed the subject.

I came to a magic puppet and knocked it with my hand. The other parts were solid, but the chest was empty.

He removed the iron plate on his chest with his bare hands and saw the empty chest cavity with a look of understanding.

He always felt that something was wrong. It turned out that the core components of the magic puppet had been dug out, leaving only the shell.

"I'm afraid my uncle will be busy when we get back."

Repairing war puppet behemoths, repairing magic puppets, and adding the idea of ​​building a floating city, my uncle's work tasks in the past hundred years have been filled up by me.

At this moment, Kyle, who was studying the magic puppet, mourned for Lord Odor in his heart for a few minutes. It was his misfortune to have such a nephew.

After a while, Weilin put all three hundred magic puppets into the demiplane.

As for the floor and other decorations, as usual, they were all removed and taken back.

Anything that can stand the test of time is a useful thing, so it will definitely be a good thing to bring back.

Looking at the cave that looked like it had been gnawed by a dog, Kyle and Weilin remained calm and did not feel a single bit of guilt.

"gone."

"kindness."

The two walked out along the cave entrance.

Standing on the altar, a light emerged and sent the two away.

……

Inside the cave, the stone turtle spit out the two people, and then began to break into pieces.

Looking back, Weilin couldn't help but gasp: "I wanted to take this statue back as a decoration, but I didn't expect it to break like this."

Seeing this, Kyle nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, this stone turtle statue is used as a decoration and has a sense of history."

The two chatted as they walked towards the upper level of the dungeon.

Outside the underground city, as the stone turtle statue shattered, the red shield that had protected the underground city for tens of thousands of years shattered.

When the adventurers hiding on the edge of the cliff saw this scene, they held their breath and waited for their opportunity.

As soon as those two terrifying strong men left, they rushed in to take advantage of the situation.

After returning to the surface of the underground city, Weilin made a final search and when he found nothing valuable, he and Kyle left and flew towards Baston City.

At this moment, dozens of adventurers could no longer bear the loneliness and rushed along the cliff towards the dungeon.

Baston City, one of the important fortress cities in the southwest of the Gasde Empire, shoulders important missions such as resisting monsters, transferring supplies, and stationing troops.

Flying to the edge of the city, Weilin's first impression was ruggedness, and the second impression was tall and big.

Landed on the muddy road and walked into the city.

After buying a book called "Travels of Baston City" and looking through the information on it, Weilin obtained the information he wanted.

Along the streets, countless adventurers were hawking antiquities, magic plants, strange minerals, monster eggs, and monster cubs that they had brought out from the Tira Forest.

Seventy percent of the people in Baston City are adventurers, and the remaining thirty percent are relatives of the garrison.

As a fortress city, Baston City has basically no civilians.

Following the travel guide, Weilin and Kyle came to Kempt Manor, the residence of Alvia, Count of Cold Wind of the Northern Issi Kingdom expeditionary force in Baston City.

Arriving outside the manor, Weilin gave his name.

Upon seeing this, the officer, who had already learned of the order, sent someone to inform the Earl and invited him into the pavilion in the front yard of the manor.