The Black Knight and Sayil walked along the street towards the center of Rat Death Border City, followed by tall elite Hammer Skeleton Warriors on both sides.

This was Sayil's first time to go deep into the Rat-Dead Border City. All previous transactions were completed in a small house next to the city gate.

He looked around curiously at the buildings. Each building was almost the same and very neat, with vegetation, flowers, and some trees.

Judging from the basically similar species of these plants, they were probably not planted randomly by citizens, but were planted in a planned manner.

The undead we see and the undead in legends become disconnected.

The difference is too big.

According to legend, the undead are beings that destroy everything. Wherever they pass, all living things will become extinct and all life will return to death.

But the undead we see in reality not only abide by the rules and do not kill indiscriminately, but they even build cities for living beings to live in.

It is true that what you hear is not as good as what you see.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed what others told Sayil, saying that the undead would not kill indiscriminately.

They came to the center of the city, where there was an isolated area with metal fences and iron gates blocking their way.

Sayil looked up and saw a sign above the iron gate with the word "cemetery" printed on it in the language of the dead.

The language of the dead is what surprises Sayil the most, because this language has its own magic.

It is not normal text, but a kind of rune-like existence. Even if you don’t understand the language of the dead, as long as you see the text, you will naturally understand its meaning.

The language of the dead acts directly on the soul.

Sayil looked very strange.

Is this a cemetery?

The grass is green, the flowers are blooming, and there are rows of green trees, exuding the sense of life everywhere.

Whose cemetery looks like this?

Shouldn't a cemetery be a place where graves are piled up next to each other with tombstones next to them, a place where you feel a chill in your heart as soon as you get close to it?

Why is it the opposite here among the undead, making it look like a big garden?

In the center of the cemetery, there is a huge building, which is pitch black and built of stone strips. It exudes majesty and grandeur everywhere.

This kind of building is embossed with various skull patterns, which is in line with the characteristics of the undead.

Several skeleton undead walked forward and opened the iron gate. The black warrior signaled Sayir that he could continue forward.

Follow the walking path in the cemetery all the way to the Hall of the Dead.

"Is this a place to worship ancestors?" Sayil couldn't help but ask as he looked at the building getting closer and closer.

"The undead have no ancestors." The black warrior replied calmly.

"Is that the place where the god of the dead is worshipped?" Sayil asked again. Apart from being a temple, he couldn't think of any other use for that building.

"That's about right." The black warrior thought for a moment before answering. What was enshrined in the Hall of the Dead was actually a statue of Li Ziyu. Was his master a god? He should be, at least he summoned these undead.

Why does the city lord live in the temple?

Could it be that the lord of Rat Death Border City is a shaman or a priest?

It seems quite possible.

It is said that the mayor of the Rat Border City is a human. The undead let a human be the mayor. He doesn't believe that there is nothing going on.

The only possibility that can convince people is that this human is a believer in the God of the Dead and has a very high status, so he has the possibility of becoming the city lord.

His identity may be a shaman, priest, necromancer, lich, etc.

The Dark Lord took Sayir into the Hall of the Dead.

The hall is very tall, more than ten meters high. After entering the hall, Sayil saw the tall statue standing in the hall at a glance.

"Ah, you are so majestic, the great God of the Dead...?"

When Sayil saw the statue, he praised it without thinking.

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He blinked his eyes, looked at the standing statue seriously, and couldn't continue speaking.

The God of the Dead is a human?!

My ancestors, are you kidding me?

Sayil's face twitched and his mouth opened and closed twice, like a fish out of water.

The largest statue placed in the center looks completely like a human being. Although its face cannot be seen clearly, it still looks like a human being no matter how you look at it.

The black warrior turned his head to look at Sayil who was dumbfounded and said to him, "Go forward, the city lord is waiting for you."

"Huh? Oh."

After being reminded by the black warrior, Sayil came to his senses and hurriedly continued to move forward.

Walking past the statue, Sayil couldn't help but look at the statue twice, and then looked at the black warrior beside him. He really wanted to ask why the God of the Dead was in human form, but he didn't say anything and just walked forward honestly.

There was a long corridor at the back with many rooms on both sides. The black warrior took Sayir to a room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Zhang Peng's voice came from inside, and the black warrior pushed the door open and motioned Sayir to go in.

Sayil straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the room.

The room was spacious and arranged like an office. Two humans were talking. When they saw Sayir come in, they stopped talking and one of them stood up.

"You must be Sayil, welcome. I am Zhang Peng, the mayor of Rat Death Border City."

"Greetings, City Lord Zhang Peng. From the city-state of Ilemaha, the rat-man merchant Sayil salutes you."

Sayil saluted hastily, and at the same time looked at the human in front of him who claimed to be the lord of Rat Death Border City.

This human was not very old and was dressed very ordinary. Compared with the rat nobles, he was just a commoner, with messy hair, sunken eye sockets, dark circles, and a listless and dispirited look.

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