From the information he described, the City Hall sketched out a rough map, roughly identifying the direction of Molten Iron City.
This is enough to determine the direction.
After the Rhino-man leader returned with the army, Lear didn’t hesitate and traveled directly through the air.
Heading straight underground.
Seven Great Demons flapped their wings and followed on either side.
Due to their large sizes and the imposing Dragon’s Might, the Two-headed Giant Chief and the chanical Flying Dragon were also taken by Lear into the Shadow Cage.
In this way, their presence was greatly diminished.
For safety’s sake, he concealed his own aura, and the Shadow of the Mist released a faint black fog, covering most of his body.
Outsiders could only see a vague face, unable to see clearly.
The exit of the underground passage is about a three-day walk from Molten Iron City.
The actual journey is about 200 kiloters, neither far nor close.
Lear passed directly through the sky, heading toward the target.
There is still a week until the Dark Auction, but arriving a few days early allows for gathering more intelligence.
The detailed situation of the Dark Auction is of utmost importance, especially this ti’s main objective—the Lizard Demi-God Eye, which can promote the Cold-blooded Cavalry to a 4-star unit.
Flying in the dim and shadowy Underworld, the landscape of the Earth Surface swiftly slipped away behind.
In the dimly lit environnt, vegetation grew in a very peculiar and twisted manner.
There was none of the lively vigor of surface plants that grow toward the sun, but rather a kind of dark style that instilled fear.
The branches and leaves were mostly irregularly deford, like withered hands wildly and recklessly spreading.
The colors were all gray-brown, or tan, or even black... looking like a large schene of gray, devoid of any bright colors.
A strange sense of oppression hovered over the heart.
Living in such an environnt for a long ti, even without enemies, would likely cause a psychological distortion.
Flying overhead, one could occasionally sense the presence of life within the vegetation on the ground.
So were intelligent species, such as cave dwellers, Underground Dwarves, and Dark Goblins...
But most were ferocious beasts.
Giant rats with fangs, tigers with bodies covered in thorns and spikes, snakes with seven or eight heads... bizarre and twisted, lacking the beauty that normal creatures ought to possess.
Midway, Lear had the Great Demons capture a few Underground Dwarves for questioning, confirming the direction of Molten Iron City.
As for the rest of the intelligence, those dwarves were completely blank, not even knowing where to run if the sky fell.
Lear could only shake his head at this and didn’t waste ti on it.
He increased his traveling speed.
The closer he got to Molten Iron City, the more abundant the surrounding creatures beca, and their levels were relatively advanced.
He even saw a few Underworld tribes along the way, but most had already been deserted.
One can clearly feel that everyone was heading toward Molten Iron City.
Finally, after more than two hours of flying, Lear’s eyes lit up.
At the end of his field of vision ahead, an extrely grand Underground City appeared.
It was carved into the mountain, gigantic and majestic.
The top of the city directly reached the sky walls supporting the entire Underworld.
On the outside, the hundred-ter-high city walls spread across the land like a heavenly rift.
One after another, sinister, distinctive heavy siege weapons stood atop the city walls.
Even the high mountains connected to the sky behind were filled with siege weapons.
At first glance, it looked like a super massive porcupine.
Anyone who attacked would have their teeth shattered.
On the outskirts of the city, ant-like black dots could be seen continuously converging into the city.
It appeared bustling and lively.
Is this Molten Iron City?
Lear imdiately perked up.
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