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The conversation with Xing Shang gave Lynch a preliminary grasp of the current situation of the empire. The influence of demons and undead was quelled by the imperial people in just half a month, although many tragedies occurred during this period.

Now everyone knows that the Emperor of the Empire is leading the army to fight an orc war general in Sylvania. They are conducting some kind of mobile warfare. Yes, they, the greenskins, also know how to use tactics.

The passers-by did not mention the exact location of the main forces on both sides. Through their descriptions, Lynch could outline the general situation - the human army launched guerrilla warfare and counter-guerrilla warfare with the greenskins in the Sylvanian Forest. Now no one knows The specific strength of the other party cannot be determined.

There are often tragic reports of a certain company being surrounded and annihilated by greenskins, but there are also good news of thousands of greenskinned pigs advancing suddenly but being annexed by the empire.

This made Lynch doubt Sigma's command ability. Unless these humans were lying, there would never be a green-skinned warrior who knew how to use wisdom.

It's almost like a joke made by the ancient saints.

The green prophet who fucked Mao Ershen came to the empire? Lynch should have known it if it was coming.

In any case, this funny war must end as soon as possible, otherwise the longer it is delayed, the more greenskins will grow in number. If it is delayed for too long, the greenskins all over the world who like to fight will find their way.

The emperor of mankind must know this, and Lynch is only curious about when he will choose to fight.

If they hadn't finished until Lynch went south, the lizard people would definitely find an opportunity for Tigris to ridicule the human war leader.

This was a must-win battle, and they were able to reach a stalemate.

The carriage drove leisurely, not as anxious as other pedestrians.

The worst-case scenario is that the three people in the carriage will stay in the carriage for one night. Lynch doesn't care. It's not his turn to rest anyway.

The bumpy road limited the horse's speed, and it was not until dusk that Lynch saw an imperial town appearing at the end of the road.

It stands on the Middenheim-Erengrad Avenue. It should be prosperous, but in fact it looks like a run-down small fishing village.

The size of its area can be called a modern town, but most of its buildings are in decay, and Lynch is worried that when he passes by, many houses will collapse.

The statue standing in the town square can no longer be seen clearly. No one knows which hero of the Human Empire is under the moss.

Weeds stood on both sides of the houses covered with vines. If it weren't for the lights, Lynch would have thought it was a deserted village.

All in all, at first glance it is not beautiful at all. On the contrary, the refugee concentration camp deserves what it looks like now.

When the carriage arrived at the town's logging camp in the shadow forest, Lynch knew its name by identifying the sign on the side of the road - Sakaar Town. It was indeed a legal town, not a cultist's town in the wild. stronghold.

The camp, which originally had lights, fell into darkness in the blink of an eye when the sound of creeping and creeping carriage wheels was heard.

Lynch could understand their fear. They were the only ones still moving on the road at this time.

I'm afraid they are the only serious carriages still operating on this road. No, the carriage under Lynch's name does not seem to be a serious carriage. The mere existence of Teclis is enough to make it a new strange story in the Shadow Forest. , not to mention Lynch, who is invisible to ordinary people.

After passing the camp, the carriage drove to the wooden railing of the town. The defenders on the guard tower poked their heads out sleepily, observing the group of people with torches.

Please go back! Or just find a place to rest. Sakaar Town does not welcome visitors at night unless Sigma allows you to enter the city.

Sigma will allow it! You blind bastard! Open the door quickly! Let your dwarf grandfather in! Thorian jumped out of the carriage unceremoniously, but due to the bad road conditions, he almost fell into the mud.

He always refused to take off his ancestral armor.

The dwarf's voice disturbed the other defenders, but no one wanted to go out at this time except those on duty.

The sentry saw the dwarf's appearance clearly and was a little unsure for a moment, but he would definitely not open the door. There was no precedent for this.

Uh, a dwarf? Well, this is rare. I have reason to suspect that you are disguised by a cultist. I'm sorry, but I still can't open the door for you. You should understand that those wizards always like to be active at night.

Hahaha~ Wizard? Are you talking about the elf? There is one behind me! Sorian laughed inexplicably, his waist bowed like a shrimp, and he almost burst into tears.

Even Teclis was embarrassed to get off the carriage at this time, but Eugen dug out his old clothes. After getting dressed, he tensed his face, borrowed the Archmage's crystal lantern, and got out of the carriage under the light. .

Perhaps at this time he should be called the Servant of Eugen Morr instead of the Servant of the Ancient Saint. Lynch thought irresponsibly. This cunning guy put on Morr's black robe, put on a priest's scythe, and... He had a copy of Raven Elegy pinned to his chest in a decent manner.

If someone didn't know his true identity, they might really think that he was Pastor Moore.

He was holding the lamp in his left hand and holding the Holy Emblem in his right hand. It really looked like that.

I am the servant of Eugen Mohr of the Doomsday Prophecy Society. You can invite the local bishop here and he will recognize my identity. Mohr will let us know each other.

Please forgive us for visiting at night. I was attacked by the undead on the road, which caused us to arrive a little late. For the sake of Moore, please open the door.

Lynch can be sure that none of this guy's words are true, and there will be no results if he really invites Bishop More. As far as Lynch knows, the relationship between More's followers only occurs once every ten years. You can tell it only sometimes, and most of the time they don't even bother to check on each other.

But the guard of a small town obviously didn't know the relationship, and he didn't have the courage to visit More's temple at night, so the corpse would listen to More's sermon at this time.

I don't want to offend you, Mr. Reverend, but as my duty dictates, I cannot open the door to you unless you allow the door to open on its own.

The iron mesh city gate is stuck on the ground by a mechanism. It cannot be pushed open, but is controlled by the mechanism to take off and land.

Both Lynch and Tigris had a way to make it rise, so when Eugen gave Lynch a subtle wink, he knew how to cooperate.

Eugen stuck the Holy Emblem to his chest, took out the Holy Scripture, and slowly dragged it upwards.

Lynch cooperated and dragged the city gate upward with one hand, and the mechanism creaked under the load. When Eugen raised the holy book above his head, Lynch also stuck the city gate back upward.

The sentry obviously couldn't see Lynch, so in his eyes it was just the priest who lifted the city gate out of thin air.

He nervously checked the city gate's mechanisms, fearing that the brute force would damage the structure of the city gate.

Fortunately, there was nothing serious between the gears, but the lever used to fix the gears was deformed.

He hurriedly hailed the carriage into the city, then picked up the hammer and began to hammer nervously.