Chapter 1850

Prisoner · Chila held the Zhan Checking Zhan Long Shan tightly with one hand. That rotten, withered face had no expression. The necrotic muscles under the skin were striped, without elasticity, but unusually hard.

Although the Ahoge King had a negative impression of Su Xiao, she knew she couldn't watch the show now. Just as she was about to step forward with her sword, the Old Mystic raised his hand to block her.

"If you don't want to die, don't get close to Chila. Without the Black King's protection, you will definitely die."

The Old Mystic wasn't joking. Dead Silence City wasn't a place that nourished monsters, but a huge 'cage'. The residents inside wouldn't weaken after leaving Dead Silence City, but instead could affect the vitality of other creatures.

Just like Zos, he had been in close contact with Prisoner · Chila just now, and his face was bloodless, so weak that he couldn't even stand still.

The reason Su Xiao could confront Prisoner · Chila was because of the existence of 【Black · King's Meteor Sacrifice】. This piece of equipment was helping Su Xiao repel a kind of fluctuation. That wasn't energy, but a kind of fluctuation that could affect biological vitality.

'Go back, roll back, this place doesn't belong to you, this is the territory of the living, we, order you to go back!'

Confused babbling sounds appeared around. Prisoner · Chila covered his head with one hand, let go of the Zhan Checking Zhan Long Shan, and retreated a few steps, finally retreating to the door of a shop.

Gray-black threads emerged from Prisoner · Chila's arm, clinging to that wooden door. The texture of the wooden door changed, turning into a metal door covered in black rust.

Boom, boom...

The black rust door opened. Prisoner · Chila walked into the door step by step. Through the gap beside him, Su Xiao saw a large area of buildings inside the door. The style of these buildings was peculiar, all pointed-roof buildings, and the roofs were like black cones.

The black rust door didn't close immediately. The civilians who had fallen on the street before all stood up. Their clothes rotted rapidly, turning into the texture of that kind of black hemp clothes. Their skin also withered rapidly, and their pupils turned gray-white.

"King."

Dozens of civilians spoke at the same time, and they all walked toward the black rust door step by step.

Zos, whose face was as pale as paper, pressed one hand on the ground. He looked at Su Xiao, and Su Xiao nodded to him. This strengthened Zos's determination to court death. He was curious about that kind of weird fluctuation.

A mass of black energy appeared in front of the black rust door. At this time, most of the civilians had entered the black rust door, leaving only a seven or eight-year-old girl. One side of her cheek withered and cracked, revealing yellow teeth, and her hair also turned yellow and became sparse.

With a plop, the girl fell into the mass of black energy as if falling into a swamp.

Ka da da...

The black rust door closed slowly.

Bang!

A pale arm gripped the black rust door. The closing momentum of the black rust door stopped, and a gray-white pupil stared at Zos from the crack in the door.

"Give it... back... to us, it already... belongs to... Dead Silence City."

A hoarse voice like sandpaper rubbing against each other came. Just hearing this sound made Zos's scalp tingle.

Puchi!

A long sword pierced into the crack of the black rust door, and with a boom, the black rust door closed. Zos sat on the ground with a thud, panting heavily.

"Ha, hahaha, too exciting, worth dying for."

Zos not only didn't fear, but sat on the ground laughing, even secretly reaching toward his crotch. He had been so nervous that his bladder was swollen, afraid that if he relaxed, he would wet his pants directly.

The one who stabbed that sword was of course Su Xiao. He stared at the black rust door in front. The rust on this door peeled off rapidly, turning into dust in the air, and finally dissipated.

The black rust door turned back into a wooden door, and the dilapidated buildings around also recovered rapidly, the traces of dilapidation evaporating out of thin air.

The world returned to its original color, and the sun shone on the street, giving people a sense of safety from the heart. The breeze blew away the smell of decay, but there was no one on the street.

"That is Dead Silence City?"

Su Xiao sheathed the Zhan Checking Zhan Long Shan. He looked at the street block on the right. Most of the buildings had cracks. He rarely caused such destruction when fighting enemies. After all, most of his abilities were applied to a line, which was slashing. If the power scattered, his sword skills would be practiced in vain.

"Right, that is Dead Silence City, the resting place of the King..."

When the Old Mystic said this, his expression was somewhat sad. The residents of Dead Silence City had left Dead Silence City, which could only explain one thing: the Black King had also been assimilated, becoming a resident there. No, he should have become the king there.

"Dead Silence City... really exists?"

Zos stood up from the ground. Gray Mouse and Number 10 were no longer there. They had all entered that black rust door. Gray Mouse was because his will wasn't firm enough, and Number 10 had no independent judgment ability at all, so assimilation was inevitable.

"Dead Silence City of course exists, and unlike folk rumors, Dead Silence City doesn't exist in illusion, it is somewhere on this continent. We must hurry. Someone must sit on the Black Wang Zuo within half a month, otherwise, the assimilation range of Dead Silence City will become larger and larger, eventually swallowing the entire continent, and we will also become residents there, living forever between death and life."

The Old Mystic had always been worried and afraid of something. Now the things he worried about appeared, and the things he feared were also about to descend.

Zos recalled the humanoid monster before and couldn't help but shiver. He asked:

"If, I say if, this continent is assimilated by Dead Silence City, wouldn't we have to exile to the sea? Become the Sea Clan?"

Hearing Zos's somewhat whimsical words, the Old Mystic was amused.

"Child, don't worry. When this continent is assimilated, you won't have any chance to escape at all. You will also become a resident of Dead Silence City. That feeling... is like being put in a bag. You can vaguely see the outside, but you can't control your body. Every day you wander in Dead Silence City, gradually being assimilated, and finally becoming a part of it."

The Old Mystic scanned the empty street. This situation had appeared once before, when the Black King was in his later years. The scale of that time was larger. Fortunately, the Black King repelled the residents of Dead Silence City and promised something.

'I will go back, but not now. Let it wait for me for at least one month.'

This was the last sentence the Black King said. Only the Old Mystic and Chila heard it. In the rumors, the Black King left alone, but in reality, his Left Imperial was following, following without the Black King's permission.

"Rahan, do you know where the Black Wang Zuo is?"

Su Xiao felt that he had some misunderstanding about the second part of the main mission. The Black Wang Zuo didn't seem difficult to find.

"Of course, the Black Wang Zuo is in the palace, but before the new king appears, no one can set foot there, not even royals."

"New king..."

Su Xiao thought rapidly in his mind. He had already gotten rid of one opponent. Now he only needed to get rid of Princess Sayeto and Bloomer. As for the little duke, that would be put last.

Before, he had discovered the rule-breaker's trail on the little duke. Even if the little duke wasn't disguised by the rule-breaker, he had contact with the rule-breaker.

The abnormal situation in this street block soon attracted the City Guard. Before the City Guard arrived, Su Xiao had already led people away.

Just as he arrived in front of the Right Imperial Manor, Su Xiao saw a tall figure surrounded by soldiers.

"Amu."

Hearing Su Xiao's voice, Amu in the crowd mooed, and those soldiers immediately retreated.

Although he lost temporary helpers Gray Mouse and Number 10, the more reliable Amu had arrived... m.