"Okay, good, you can go in."
The Death Knight took the black soul wood, weighed it in his hands, and let out a proud laugh.
Immediately, he waved his hand, and the two subordinates behind him automatically stepped aside to make way for us.
"Thank you, sir!"
The bald man wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked back at me. I nodded. Then, a group of people filed in and entered the city of the dead without any danger.
The city of the undead is not large in scale. Strictly speaking, it is only equivalent to a small town in the outside world. All the buildings are covered with a layer of black mist. The entire city is lifeless and filled with endless aura of defeat.
In the city, all kinds of lonely ghosts, zombies and monsters passed by us in twos and threes, all with their heads lowered and saying nothing.
On both sides of the street, there are stalls lined with all kinds of rare genius treasures, exotic herbs and the like.
The stall owners who set up the stalls are also ghosts and spirits. If a visitor is interested in the things on the stall, the visitor will take out the things he carries and show them to the stall owner.
Through bargaining, the two parties can exchange items if they reach an agreement, and everyone is happy. If they do not reach an agreement, they will leave and continue to look for the next suitable buyer.
And in the sky above the town, countless green will-o'-wisps floated, lighting up the entire city of the undead.
"Master, you have entered the City of the Dead, can you let us go now?"
When we came to a secluded street corner, the bald man whispered to me.
"No problem, you have helped us a lot, so I won't embarrass you."
I said calmly: "However, I have one more question, I hope you can tell me."
"You want to know anything, but it doesn't hurt to say."
Knowing that he was about to regain his freedom, the bald man said with expectation.
"I want to know, where is the King of the Dead?"
I looked around: "Although this undead city is not big, it is a city after all. We have limited time and need to find the undead king as soon as possible."
When the three Liaodong brothers heard that we were looking for the Undead King, their eyebrows suddenly moved, and a look of astonishment appeared on their faces.
However, I didn’t say anything, and they didn’t dare to ask any more questions. They just shook their heads.
"Expert, the King of the Dead is here and there, and no one knows his movements."
One of the three Liaodong brothers said sincerely.
"Yes, and I heard that the King of the Dead has a surly temperament and is very wary of outsiders entering the City of the Dead. He often randomly arrests people who enter the City of the Dead for questioning."
Another of the three Liaodong brothers added.
"Yes, if the answer is not satisfactory to the King of the Dead, it is very likely that his life will be lost, and both body and soul will be destroyed!"
The bald man finally said: "The three of us entered the City of the Dead because we wanted to enter the Snowy Mountains through here, find Bingtilian and leave as soon as possible. We don't want to deal with the King of the Dead."
"Master, although you are quite powerful, I still advise you not to come into contact with the King of the Undead."
I nodded and said, "I know, I don't need you to worry about this."
"Now, you can leave."
When the three Liaodong brothers heard this, they were overjoyed and bowed to me repeatedly.
"Thank you, Master, for not killing me!"
After saying that, the three of them disappeared in a flash.
"Brother Cheng, these three guys are not easy to deal with. You just let them go. Aren't you afraid that they will reveal our information?"
Looking at the backs of the three of them, Bai Ze asked with some confusion.
"It doesn't matter,"
I said calmly: "Don't forget, this is the City of the Dead. If they reveal our information, they themselves will be arrested and interrogated."
"I think these three guys are self-aware and would not do such stupid things."
Seeing how determined I was, Bai Ze didn't say anything more. The group of people stood on the street corner, not knowing what to do for a while.
The Undead King only imprisoned Wei Nanshan but did not kill him. Obviously, he knew the importance of Wei Nanshan very well.
I guess the purpose of the Undead King's doing this is also to bargain with the Secret Service one day.
The place where such an important hostage is being held will naturally be very secret and not accessible to ordinary people.
If I don't go through the Undead King, I really don't know which direction to start looking for Wei Nanshan.
When several people were at a loss what to do, a chaotic sound of kicking and the neighing of war horses suddenly came from the distance.
I turned the corner and looked around, only to see the street in front of me filled with black fog. Countless undead knights riding tall horses were passing along the center of the street!
There are a large number of these undead knights, and they are densely packed at a glance. A rough estimate is that there are at least nearly a thousand, which is a powerful army!
All kinds of ghosts, zombies, and spirits walking on the streets hid aside and lowered their heads.
The stall owners also quickly put away their stalls, not daring to block the march of the undead army.
hiss-
When they reached the middle of the street, the leader of the undead knight suddenly pulled the reins, and the black horse neighed and stopped.
"For all visitors who enter the City of the Dead, His Majesty the King of the Dead has something important to announce. You must go outside the city within ten minutes to listen."
The undead knight announced loudly to the ghost spirits on both sides of the street.
Except for a few of these visitors to the City of the Dead, like the three Liaodong brothers, who came from the outside world, most of the rest came from other areas of the Land of the Dead.
Most visitors enter the City of the Dead with the purpose of exchanging the rare and exotic herbs they control for some genius treasures that can help them improve.
Speaking of which, this undead city is just used as a trading place. Everyone just gets what they need, but no one wants to deal with the undead king.
"Lord Black Ling, there is something urgent in the little human clan, so I will leave first."
I saw a zombie covered in white hair, saying to the undead knight.
After saying that, he took stiff steps and wanted to leave.
Whoosh!
The undead spirit called Black Spirit flashed and stood directly in front of the zombie.
"Bai Mao Zheng, our City of the Dead is not a place where you can come and leave whenever you want!"
The white-haired zombie was startled, and then said angrily: "Lord Black Ling, don't go too far!"
"We, the Bai Mao Zong clan, haven't been oppressed enough over the years?"
"Every time we are summoned by the King of the Undead, we are either used as cannon fodder in wars or turned into puppets. I'm really fed up!"
"I'm determined to leave today, no one can stop me!"
After saying that, the white-haired zombie continued to move forward regardless.
Several undead soldiers rushed over to stop them, but were knocked away by Bai Mao Zheng, and even their horses were knocked to the ground.
This white-haired zombie looks honest, but I didn't expect that he is not weak in strength.
I couldn't help but squint my eyes, wanting to see what the Black Spirit Knight could do to stop Bai Mao Zheng.
"court death!"
