The closer they got to the True Ancestor of the vampires, the more likely they were to complete their mission.
Following behind the dwarf, Roland and the others pushed the cart and walked slowly, very slowly.
This couldn't be helped. The dwarf was short, and he was already skipping and jogging, but it was still very slow for normal people like Roland.
The dwarf seemed to be quite famous in this place, and wherever he passed, some people greeted him warmly, while others smiled coldly and sarcastically.
Either way, it showed that Ragnar had a wide network of contacts.
And Roland and the others following behind Ragnar were naturally the center of attention, and even some residents who didn't get along with Ragnar would look at the five of them with unfriendly eyes.
But Li Lin, Raffel, and Brazil glared back even more fiercely.
Although they had spent more than half a year in a pink tent and leveled up, the three of them had also crawled through a sea of blood before.
His glare was so ferocious that most of those who dared to sneer at them were scared away.
In the Ten Thousand Stones Abyss, it was very cold, even with a lot of people. For one thing, this was the sinkhole world, and for another, there was no sun here to begin with, so it was difficult for the light generated by the mental energy in the air to shoot into this giant sinkhole.
So it was quite cold here.
But the people here were used to it and didn't think anything of it.
In a place that could protect order, staying here was far, far better than staying in the wilderness outside, and it didn't matter if it was a little cold.
On the side of the street, there was a huge stone pillar every hundred meters or so.
These stone pillars were naturally formed and varied in size, but even the smallest stone pillar was more than a hundred meters in diameter.
The large ones were three or four hundred meters.
A stone pillar, as long as it was left with a weight-bearing wall and carefully chiseled away, would become a huge high-rise building.
After passing a dozen or so pillars, Ragnar led Roland and the others to the largest stone pillar.
In fact, Roland had already seen this stone pillar from a distance, and he already knew it was huge.
But seeing it now, he was shocked.
The black stone pillar blocked all sight. It stood tall, and looking up, one couldn't see the end of it, as if it was a tower that supported heaven and earth.
And there were many windows on the surface of the pillar above, through which faint lights shone.
Right in front of them was a large entrance, guarded by more than ten soldiers.
The dwarf Ragnar skipped over and bowed to one of them.
Very soon, a man whose skin was as pale as plaster came. He circled around the handcart, looked at it for a while, took a few pieces of jerky and put them in his arms. Then, he stared at Roland and the others for a while.
"They must have just arrived from the outside. No wonder they have such good stuff." The soldier's face was full of arrogance. "Oh, there's even a believer of light. You can go in and sell things inside, but remember, don't go above the sixth floor. Those places are the territories of the Blood Breeds. If you barge in recklessly and get sucked dry, don't blame me for not warning you. "
Ragnar bounced at the soldier's feet and cried, "I understand, I understand."
The soldier stepped aside and gestured with his hand.
Ragnar immediately walked forward, and Roland and the others pushed the cart forward.
When they passed through the gate, a dozen other soldiers came over and each of them took a piece of jerky. Their movements were very skillful, as if they had done this countless times.
The jerky on the handcart had already been emptied.
After entering the gate, they saw an open square in front of them, and beside the square, along the wall, there were many windows and doors, densely packed like the holes of a beehive.
Escalators went up, connecting the doorways of these rooms.
Many people were walking in and out of the rooms, shouting at the same time.
The noise of people echoed in the place.
Ragnar pointed to a higher place, which was already densely packed with holes, and on the other side of the wall, there were also circles of slanted plank paths.
Higher up, there was a ceiling, separated from the top by thick black rocks, with only a plank path leading up.
"That's the sixth floor," Ragnar said enviously. "Only vampires and selected blood slaves can go up. It's said that there are forests, rivers, and fruit trees up there. It's a place almost as beautiful as the divine realm. "
At this point, Ragnar suddenly looked back at Roland and the others. "By the way, you were just 'thrown' down from the main plane, right? Is the main plane like the legends say, with warm sunlight, never cold, endless food, and never having to worry about starvation?"
"No." Roland shook his head.
There's also cold and hunger, not much different from what you have here.
"How is that possible!" Ragnar wasn't quite convinced. "How can a place with sunlight and a lot of fruit trees not be warm and not have enough to eat?"
Roland chuckled and shrugged. "But it's true."
Ragnar still didn't believe it, and the way he looked at Roland began to gradually become suspicious, even as if he were looking at a liar.
In the livestream, the netizens burst into laughter.
"Summer insects can't talk about ice."
"It's not that exaggerated. It's like when we looked at the bald eagle country back then, there was a natural filter, and it felt like everything they did was right. Now think about it …"
"Roland, don't destroy a child's dream, you're too cruel."
"Doesn't Roland know Long-Distance Teleportation to take people with him? After the quest is completed, take this dwarf with you and let him feel the gap between reality and vision, so he won't think you're lying."
It was also at this moment that a woman came in front of Roland.
A very unique woman, with a green face and fangs, and a burly body.
A powerful female orc.
When Ragnar saw her, he happily went up to greet her and at the same time called out, "Sister, I've brought you guests."
"What guests?"
"Good people who are willing to rent your house as a hotel to rest." Ragnar pointed to Roland's group of five.
The female orc glanced over Roland, and when she saw Schuck, her eyes immediately lit up.
She was about two meters tall, and as soon as she spread her thighs, she walked up to Schuck in a few steps, her expression overjoyed. "Beautiful human, would you like to come with me? I can give you all the money I have at home to spend."
Her voice was quite pleasant, with a girlish tone, and the female orc's expression wasn't the slightest bit coy, only deep affection and excitement.
Schuck's face instantly darkened. Roland and the other three F6s laughed happily.
The netizens watching the livestream also laughed happily.
Resisting the urge to turn the female orc into ashes with a Sunset Judgment, Schuck grinned with difficulty and said, "Sorry, I already have a wife."
"What a pity." The female orc shook her head repeatedly, then tossed a bunch of keys to Ragnar. "My room is still the same, you can take your own people there."
Ragnar waved his hand, then hung the key ring on himself, just enough to go through his head and hang on his neck.
In the female orc's hands, this string of keys was simply a key ring, but in Ragnar's eyes, this thing was a collar.
Waving to Roland and the others, Ragnar then took them to the stone house about three o 'clock and said, "You'll rest here tonight, this is my sister's secret room, and you can only enter with her key."
"That person is your sister? Biological or adopted? "Roland couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Biological." Ragnar shrugged and said, "My father was very dissolute when he was young, gave birth to me with a gnome mother, and then in the third year, he got a few more female orcs, and ended up making such a sister."
Roland was surprised. "That's a big difference in body shape."
"As long as there's love, age and height aren't a problem." Ragnar sighed with a head full of green, as if he had been there.
"All right, let's go in."
Ragnar tossed the key to Roland and ran off himself.
In the chat room, the players were ridiculing wildly.
"He can break through deep paths, and he can stir up a large vat."
"Upstairs, I'm reporting him."
"Report what, he's just saying a few words."
"No one thinks that Ragnar's father might have encountered something heartless!"
"It's possible, after all, boys have to protect themselves, times are different now."
Amid the crazy comments of the netizens, Roland and the others entered the room.
Because it was where the female orcs lived, it was quite large, probably seventy or eighty square meters.
It was just that there was very little furniture, and it was all stone furniture.
After entering, Schuck smiled and said, "I didn't expect things to go so smoothly. We really got into the territory of the True Ancestor of vampires, and it seems that we're quite close to her."
Li Lin stretched. "What do we do next?"
"Get information, of course, but there's no rush to act first, let me scan the distribution of vampires on the sixth floor."
Schuck immediately went to close the door.
Roland sat cross-legged on the ground and began to release his mental power, expanding it in all directions.
Roland had tried probing with mental power many times, and the more still he was, the better the effect of mental power probing.
This time should have been no exception.
But just as Roland's mental power tentacles touched the rock wall of this stone pillar, a sudden burst of mental power emerged and pulled him into a rather unique place.
It was reasonable to say that when mental power was spread out, one could only sense things around them.
It was still a stream of consciousness kind, and one could vaguely know what they were touching.
But Roland encountered something different this time.
He actually saw something with his mental power.
In front of him was a white stone pavilion.
In the pavilion, two quite beautiful women were drinking afternoon tea.
Both of them were equally surprised to see Roland suddenly appear.
Especially the one with long black hair, who was clearly only a little over 1.4 meters tall and was clearly a young girl, but for some reason, she gave off the feeling that she could see through her.
One would even feel that this young girl was a lecher and easy to hook.
And the other beauty also had long black hair, but her body was exquisite, and there seemed to be no flaws on her body that wasn't beautiful.
Roland looked around … at the white misty world.
Only the pavilion where these two women were, and a diameter of more than ten meters around it, was free of white mist.
"Who are you?"
Asked the black-haired girl, her eyes wide.
And the other great beauty, seeing Roland, slowly stood up, her expression rather bad.
She waved her hand and took a long black scythe out of nowhere.
"Faithless shall be sent to the Wall of Sighs."
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