"We have no ill intentions. We are here to pay our respects to the Lord of the Undead City on behalf of our Lord."
After waiting for a while and seeing no movement, the mole man hesitated and mustered up the courage to shout to the undead in front of him again.
Li Ziyu has always been wary of the dark jungle laws of the other world, but now he has been discovered. Instead of being timid, he might as well listen to what the other party has to say. If the other party is not a fool, he should not expect a group of mole people to attack his undead fortress, right?
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, waved his hand, and signaled the undead to let the mole man in to talk.
After the mole man shouted, there was no response from the undead. His legs trembled even more violently, and he became more and more panicked and his mouth was dry. He had heard that the undead were the enemies of all living things. They came from death and represented death. He was actually sent by the city lord to provoke such a creature. He was afraid that he would die here today.
Click, click, click…
The sound of bones rubbing against each other made the mole man shudder. His whole body shook, his ears perked up, and he stared at the front. He saw the bone wall in front of him twisting, and the pale bones overlapped and pressed together, expanding a passage right in front of him.
In the passage made of white bones, clusters of soul fire lit up, slightly illuminating the interior of the passage, but making it look even more eerie and terrifying. The mole man swallowed his saliva, looked cautiously at the skulls on the walls on both sides, leaned forward, twitched his nose twice, and then retracted it.
The Undead City Lord wanted him to pass, but did he dare to go?
That was a passage made of bones by the undead. Walking in would be like putting your own flesh and blood into a pile of undead. Once the entrance was blocked, there would be no way to escape. All kinds of horrific scenes of being torn to pieces and bitten by the undead emerged in the mole man's mind, making him shiver unconsciously.
crisis!
Big crisis!
The mole people are not a brave race. On the contrary, they are very timid. Their forte is digging holes. They dig out a lot of passages underground to hide. They will never live on the ground because there are too many dangers on the surface for them. If it were not for finding food, they would probably never go to the surface in their entire lives.
If it weren't for the city lord's order, the mole man would have turned around and run away long ago, no matter how far he ran, and would never appear in front of the undead. The problem is that he now has an order, and the city lord asked him to meet the undead city lord.
Damn it...
No matter how scared I am, I have to complete the mission. I can't just turn back, otherwise I will be expelled from the tribe, which is no different from death. I am just a weak chicken with almost no fighting ability, and it is impossible for me to survive in the wilderness where the strong prey on the weak.
If you move forward, you will die; if you move backward, you will also die. Since you will die anyway, you might as well take a gamble and bet that the Undead City Lord is not as cruel as you imagined.
The mole man ground his two big teeth hard, his expression became firm, but the tears in his eyes that seemed to burst out at any time proved his inner feelings. He clenched his fists, stepped forward, and walked into the passage made of bones.
The bone passage was filled with an eerie atmosphere, as if one had walked into a tomb. The soul fire used to illuminate the area was even more frightening. Once one entered it, there was no way to turn back. The bones at the back were recovering and had returned to their original appearance as walls.
The mole man just looked back, his heart almost stopped beating. Woo woo woo, there was no turning back... He had a bitter face, tears welling up in his eyes, and he took small steps and walked forward reluctantly.
In the main building, Li Ziyu, who had been observing the mole people, raised his eyebrows when he saw this scene. Such a cowardly guy, let alone coming to attack his undead fortress, even coming to issue a declaration of war would not be qualified. He felt relieved.
However, if the mole man continues to walk so slowly, how long will it take to finish walking through the passage? What's the point of his steps getting smaller and smaller and slower? Do I have to keep waiting? What a joke!
In the passage, the soul fire began to jump violently. The sudden change scared the rat man so much that he jumped up on the spot and looked around in horror.
Just tell me, tell me it’s dangerous, tell me these undead won’t let me go, here they come, here they come, they’re going to attack, my life is going to be lost!
Thinking of this, the mole man subconsciously hugged his head, squatted on the ground and curled up into a ball, not daring to look up.
"hurry up!"
“Hurry up!”
"Hurry up!"
"Hurry up and leave!"
However, the expected attack and pain did not befall him. Instead, messages were transmitted into the soul of the mole man, urging him to move forward.
Eh?
The mole man slowly put down his hand and raised his head blankly. The soul fires were still jumping around him, and urging messages kept coming.
Is this... because you think I'm walking too slowly, rather than wanting to kill me and eat my meat?
The speed at which information arrived was accelerating, like a dense barrage of bullets, constantly passing through his soul. It seemed that the undead around him were becoming more and more impatient, and the bones on the wall were rubbing against each other, making a teeth-grinding sound.
The mole man finally came to his senses, jumped up, and ran forward for his life on all fours. He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be eaten by the undead because he walked too slowly. That death would be too unfair. He had to leave the passage and at least meet the undead city lord and complete the task assigned to him by the city lord!
Although they are not good at fighting, the mole people are still very confident in their speed of running away. Their round bodies and short legs are very suitable for moving in passages.
As he ran, the skeleton undead behind him also quickly recovered to their original state.
Light appeared in front of him, and the mole man had seen the entrance to the cave. He then realized that the passage was not long and the undead did not attack him. It was just that he scared himself and caused so many problems.
The mole man leaped towards the exit and rushed out of the passage. He turned his head back in mid-air and sealed the place where he had just come out again, turning it into a bone wall. When he fell to the ground, he curled up into a ball, rolling around, then turned over and stood up.
Looking up, I met a calm gaze looking down at me.
That was a human sitting on a large bone chair. According to human aesthetic standards, he was a little handsome, with short hair and a short-sleeved shirt, and was looking at himself quietly.
Is this the Lord of the Undead City?
He looks just like his own city lord, not the monster he imagined, rotting all over with exposed bones and smelling of corpse.
The mole man was lost in thought and was stunned for a moment.
Li Ziyu sat on the big bone chair, looking curiously at the "ball" rushing out of the passage.
The guy in front of him looked like a mole wearing adventurer's clothes, standing upright. Its head was still that of a rat and had not turned into a human head. It was short, almost up to the height of the knees. Its claws were not small, and three of them were particularly long and protruding, which made them very convenient for digging holes. At this moment, it was showing its two big teeth, looking stupid and not very smart.
"I heard that you wanted to see me?" After waiting for a while and seeing that the mole man didn't say anything, Li Ziyu asked in a calm and steady voice.
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