Chapter 827 The Disabled Magic Puppet
Opening his eyes, he looked at the endless grassland, but within his perception, there were layers of death in front of him.
"Lord, this should be where you want to come." Kyle stood aside and said.
Verin 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: "Lord, do you believe what I guessed?"
"I believe it."
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 take a guess, you might miss it.
"Now let's go to that place."
After hearing his master's words, Kyle pointed forward and said, "This direction."
"Then let's go."
Weilin did not question and flew forward.
Kyle saw this, left a mark here, and followed immediately.
I don’t know how long the flight lasted, but there was no end to the grassland.
Landing on the ground, Kyle sensed the mark he had left. When he learned the location of the mark, his face showed a look of shock.
Seeing the expression on his guardian knight's face, Verin couldn't wait to ask, "What happened?"
"Lord, how long do you think we have been useless?" Kyle said in a deep voice with a serious face.
Weilin's heart sank, and he answered: "It's at least two hours. Could it be that the mark you left is nearby?"
Under Weilin's shocked eyes, Kyle nodded and grabbed the left side. A cursor used as a mark was photographed in front of the two of them.
"Have you ever felt the fluctuations of illusion, time, or space?" Weilin looked at the cursor filled with Kyle's magic power and asked.
"That's not true. Maybe our strength is too low to see through the restrictions set by the legendary strongman." Kyle's heart sank and he showed a serious expression.
Seeing this, Weilin put his hands behind his back, walked back and forth, and began to think about how to get out of this ghost place.
Kyle sat on the grass, looking down at the grass, lost in thought.
There is no information at all, so it is not that difficult to break the situation 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 people.
At this moment, Kyle looked confused, just like his master who was wondering why he could open the entrance to the stone turtle statue.
"This is it."
When Weilin saw the three hundred magic puppets placed in the pit, his tone was relaxed. He thought the secret order was something, but it turned out to be used to break the boundless space.
Then, Verin turned to look at Kyle with an expectant expression.
When Kyle saw this, he naturally understood what he was waiting for. He looked helpless and said, "My lord, how did you find out."
Weilin smiled and said impatiently: "Hey, of course it's a guess. Do you believe it?"
"Believe it, how can you not believe it? You are my most beloved Lord. If you don't believe me, who else can you believe?"
Looking at Kyle's half-smiling expression, 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 hurriedly changed the subject.
He came to a magic puppet and knocked it with his hand. The other parts were solid, but the chest was empty.
He removed the iron plate from his chest with his bare hands and saw the empty chest with a clear look on his face.
He always felt that something was wrong. It turned out that the core components of the magic puppet had been dug away, leaving only the body here.
"I'm afraid my uncle will be busy when we get home."
Repairing the war puppet behemoth, repairing the magic puppet, plus the idea of building a floating city, his uncle's work tasks have been filled up by him in the past hundred years.
At this moment, Kyle, who was studying magic puppets, mentally mourned a few minutes of silence for Lord Odor. It was his misfortune to have such a nephew.
After a while, Verin loaded all three hundred magic puppets into the demiplane.
As for the flooring and other decorations, as always, take them all down and take them back.
It can withstand the precipitation of time. It is a useful thing after all. There is nothing wrong with taking it back.
Looking at the cave that looked like it had been gnawed by a dog, both Kyle and Verin had expressions on their faces, without a trace of guilt.
"Gone."
"kindness."
Following the entrance of the cave, the two of them walked out.
Standing on the altar, light emerged, sending the two people away from here.
…
In the cave, the stone turtle spit out the two people, and then began to collapse into pieces.
Looking back, Weilin couldn't help but gasped: "I originally wanted to take this stone statue back as a decoration, but I didn't expect it to break like this."
Kyle saw this and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, this stone turtle statue is used as a decoration, and it has a rich history."
The two chatted while walking 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 cliff saw this scene, they held their breath and waited for the opportunity.
As soon as those two terrifying strong men left, they rushed in to pick up the leaks.
Back to the surface of the underground city, Weilin searched for the last time. After finding nothing valuable, he and Kyle left and flew to Baston City.
At this moment, dozens of adventurers could no longer bear the loneliness and rushed to the underground city along the cliff.
Baston City, one of the important fortress cities in the southwest of the Gasde Empire, shoulders important missions such as resisting monsters, transferring materials, and stationing troops.
Flying to the edge of the city, Weilin's first impression was rough, and the second impression was tall and big.
Landing on the muddy road, he walked into the city.
Bought a book "Baston City Travel Notes", looked through the information on it, and Weilin got the information he wanted.
On the street, countless adventurers were selling the antiques, magic potion plants, strange minerals, monster eggs and monster cubs they brought out from the Tira Forest.
Seventy percent of the people in the entire Baston City are adventurers, and the remaining 30% of the population are relatives of the garrison.
As a fortress city, Baston City basically has no civilians.
Following the travel guide, Weilin and Kyle came to Kempt Manor, the residence of Alvia, the cold wind earl of the Northern Issi Kingdom expeditionary force in Baston City.
Arriving outside the manor, Weilin reported his name.
The officer who had already known the order saw this and sent someone to inform the earl while inviting him to the pavilion in the front yard of the manor.
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