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Chapter 398: The Cursed City! The Mechanical Pioneer

"Senior White Night, we can set off now!"

White Night nodded.

And the moment Lynn finished speaking, he immediately felt White Night's hand grasp his shoulder.

In an instant.

Right before Lynn's astonished gaze.

The scenery on both sides began rapidly receding backward at an unimaginable speed.

And before he knew it, White Night's body had become completely ethereal, like an evil spirit whose outline could only vaguely be seen, treading upon shadows and black mist, moving like a phantom, covering a hundred meters with each step.

Lynn immediately saw that even his own body had become just as intangible as White Night's.

It was as if, the moment White Night made contact, he had been briefly transformed into an evil spirit as well.

Seemingly noticing the astonishment in Lynn's eyes, White Night smiled as he sped along, saying:"Don't be surprised. This is actually my true original form. That great fire from back then burned everything to death. Everyone in that school building that fell into the Dark World is actually dead, and I am no exception."

"The reason I can exist is because of the hatred and resentment in my heart. It was only because that senior granted me redemption that I gained a new obsession to sustain myself."

He turned his head, smiling as he looked at Lynn.

"But I am still human."

Lynn took a deep breath, his gaze becoming complex and difficult to put into words.

Actually, he wasn't that surprised.

Because back when he first saw him, the race displayed on his status panel did indeed partly show 'Evil Spirit.'

And any creature dragged down into the Dark World has almost invariably become a twisted entity of resentment.

And it must be said.

He truly suffered hardships beyond what ordinary people could endure, only then achieving the glory he has today step by step.

...

In less than ten minutes.

In a corner of a dilapidated building within the Cursed City, Lynn and White Night's bodies slowly materialized.

"We're here."

White Night raised his head, put on the Plague Doctor Mask, and rotated the gear on the lens with his finger to activate stealth mode.

"This is one of the most fiercely contested blocks between the Mechanical Cult and the Flesh and Blood Cult. Be careful not to stray too far from me. The Mechanical Cult is extremely sensitive to changes in information flow. If they detect our intrusion, we'll likely face a wave of carpet bombing immediately!"

Lynn immediately sensed that around White Night and himself, there seemed to be some kind of special field, completely masking their presence.

Lynn also immediately began observing the surrounding environment.

What surprised Lynn was that.

The architecture of this city was not the Western fantasy style or the morbid style of the Dark World he had imagined. Instead, it more closely resembled a special, highly technological style imbued with a sense of advanced science.

The collapsed skyscrapers in the distance were not made of concrete or stone, but of pure, decaying metal structures.

Even on the chaotic, broken streets below, one could see mechanical-style lighting measures like tracks and street lamps. Among the long-ruined and decayed building debris in the distance, one could vaguely make out sci-fi style wreckage resembling aircraft.

Clearly.

Before this city became the Cursed City, it must have been incredibly glorious.

And judging by the scale, the founders of this city were likely the product of a mechanical or technological civilization.

Could it be...

the influence brought by that Colossus civilization?

Just as Lynn was pondering this, White Night, crouched in the corner of the ruins, gazed at the street below and said:

"Don't get distracted! Mechanical units are coming."

Lynn immediately snapped back to attention and peered through a gap in the ruins toward the street below.

In an instant, the scene on the street appeared before Lynn's eyes.

It was a mechanical squad.

Two humanoid mechanical units in full armor, holding firearms, were cautiously advancing forward. Around them, several mechanical spider units about half a person's height were swiftly scouting the area.

Their bodies were a pale metallic color, with streams of blue light brimming with a technological aesthetic flowing across their surfaces.

Compared to the mechanical constructs Lynn had seen before at the Demonkin Association, they more closely resembled high-tech machines straight out of a sci-fi movie, their entire bodies exuding a streamlined, technological sheen.

Lynn's eyes instantly displayed their status panels.

[Mechanical Pioneer]

[Race]: Mechanical Intelligence

[Alignment]: Absolute Lawful

[Combat Ability]: Powerful weapons and mechanical construction grant them extremely strong long-range firepower.

[Introduction]: The Mechanical Cult's basic mass-produced humanoid mechanical unit. Constructed entirely of metal, equipped with long-range firearms with high penetration power and scanning devices. Possesses strength, agility, and endurance far surpassing equivalent humanoid lifeforms. Also equipped with extremely high-strength energy field shields, granting them formidable comprehensive capabilities on the battlefield.

[Mechanical Fold-Jumper]

[Race]: Mechanical Intelligence

[Alignment]: Absolute Lawful

[Combat Ability]: Extremely fast speed and close-quarters assault capability.

[Introduction]: The Mechanical Cult's mass-produced assault close-combat unit. Bio-mimetic all-metal construction. Four sharp metallic limbs grant it terrifying mobility. Under high-energy load conditions, it can cause devastating harvests against numerous targets in an extremely short time. Simultaneously equipped with powerful scanners that can quickly detect signs of lifeform activity and eliminate them.

A total of 7 units.

Two humanoid, five arachnoid.

Lynn stared at those mechanical units on the street, observing carefully.

No level.

Indeed, for mechanical units, something like level truly holds no meaning.

Because they rely purely on mechanical armaments and combat weaponry.

And this makes them even more frightening.

Because even a five-year-old little girl can easily kill a grown man with a gun. For these cold mechanical existences, they can obviously maximize the effectiveness of their weapons.

"See them?" White Night's gaze was profound as he said:

"Those are the Mechanical Cult's basic units. The reason the Mechanical Cult can rank among the most powerful factions in the Dark World is precisely because, for them, even the most basic unit possesses strength capable of overwhelming most flesh-and-blood creatures."

His gaze swept toward a certain corner across the block.

"However, the Flesh and Blood Cult is no pushover either. They've been fighting the Mechanical Cult for thousands of years and have long since developed many methods to deal with them. Don't blink next; you're about to witness a bloody skirmish."

Lynn's heart stirred, and he asked:

"The Flesh and Blood Cult has set an ambush here?"

White Night's eyes flickered. "Many, and they're all lying in wait underground. They used some special method to block the mechanical units' scans. The technique is very sophisticated; even a Transcendent-stage evil spirit would have great difficulty detecting them."

After saying this, he said no more, because those mechanical units were getting closer.

*Clang—*

The metallic limbs made contact with the hard ground, emitting a series of sharp metallic sounds.