Chapter 73: Underground Tunnels

Chapter 73: Underground Tunnels"Cough! Cough!"

Despite coughing blood and feeling his aura wane significantly after the attack, City Lord Langenberg maintained a smile of satisfaction, knowing he had killed his foes.

The wind-thunder domain around him disappeared, and everything seemed to return to normal, but another sage from Dark Heaven Court, who was looking from a distance, saw this, and his face changed.

He wanted to attack the weakened City Lord, but the other Sage from City Hall was standing close and was ready to stop him from trying anything.

Now he was in a dangerous situation, as although the other sage from city hall wasn’t as strong as Lord Langenberg, he was still a sage, not to mention the exhausted Lord Langenberg, who maybe is not in full strength, but if he sneaks attacked him, he might also fall here.

City Lord Langenberg and the other sage from City Hall didn’t attack, as he was in a weak state. A desperate attack from a sage can be fatal to him.

The Sage from the Dark Heaven Clan was hesitating about what to do, but suddenly, the runic transmitter glowed and a piece of information came into his mind.

"Dark King’s Crown isn’t in City Lord’s mansion; City Lord’s son seems to run away with it; everyone quickly stops fighting and finds him."

His eyes glowed knowing this piece of news, and he immediately flew in a random direction and left the place, surprising the two of them.

But in a moment, City Lord Langenberg figured out the situation, and a grave look appeared on his pale, exhausted face.

"They should have understood that the Dark King’s Crown isn’t with them here; that’s why he left without endangering his or our lives for a meaningless battle."

"Yes, the spies must have gotten the news; hopefully your kid can survive this."

Both of them talked while feeling anxious for Ragnar, but they still believed he had a chance, as they had given him so many treasures for saving lives and running away that even sages could not catch him.

After flying a bit far from there, the Sage from Dark Heaven Court felt safe and immediately contacted other sages who had also come for this and let them know about the strength of the City Lord.

He then proceeded to join other sages, as after such a long time, today he felt fear of death that he almost forgot after becoming a sage.

At that moment, Apollo, Master Aaron, and Old Man came to one of the walls in the corner of the underground training hall.

"Aragon, What are we doing here instead of going outside to hide somewhere else?"

Master Aaron asked as he couldn’t understand what Old Man Aragon was going to do from here.

"Here it is."

Old Man Aragon didn’t say anything, but he looked at the wall and found something.

Bang!...

The wall got pushed and opened like a secret door, which surprised Apollo and Master Aaron as to how many secret doors or hiding places were in this single old shop.

"Damm! Old Aragon, I didn’t expect you to be so into those things, like secret place traps and hidden doors. You must have too much free time to do all that."

Master Aaron could not help but comment on the behavior of the Old Man.

Old man Aragon had an expressionless face for the sarcastic words, "Follow me."

And Apollo, with ten alchemy puppets, and Master Aaron silently followed him and entered the secret door.

As they went in, they saw large tunnels without ends and couldn’t figure out how Old Man could make such big tunnels under the eyes of everyone without noticing.

And not to mention, doing this in Frostheld City, filled with strong people and even sages, was practically impossible.

Old Man Aragon noticed this and cleared their doubts.

"You guys don’t think that I can create hundreds of miles of wide underground tunnels throughout the city."

"These tunnels have existed for ten thousand years, created simultaneously with the construction of the City."

"So everybody knows about these tunnels; then why are we going through them? Won’t it be more dangerous if enemies encircle them here?"

Master Aaron asked the question since it was not some unknown secret passage.

"Indeed, maybe not everyone knows about this, but still, a lot of people should know about it, but it doesn’t change much as these tunnels are extremely complicated, as throughout the history of thousands of years, many changes have been made in these tunnels."

"Making it extremely difficult to know the true layout of these underground tunnels."

"So, don’t worry, there wouldn’t be any ambush, at worst some bad luck if you meet others, and even if we met, it would be other group’s bad luck if they met on the course we were going to take."

"What do you mean by that, Mr. Aragon?" Apollo asked this time.

"My master, although a good and loving person, still had a little bad hobby where he liked to see idiots die in pain and despair."

"So, he had quite an interest in alchemy tools and liked to lay traps or other things for fun, and a hundred years ago, for fun, he tried various things in these underground tunnels that go miles, as it was the perfect place for that."

"And I had the map of that, which had a marked area as well as its workings; also, since it is just a hundred years old, there shouldn’t be much change in it."

Hearing this, Apollo and Master Aaron had a weird expression on his face, especially the Old Man’s word of his master being a good guy, but he likes to see people get tortured in various traps.

He was clearly a psycho who liked killing people for fun, and Old Man Argon still labelled him as a good guy; they had to say shamelessness about him being able to say that with a straight face.

"Don’t look at me with that kind of look. Nobody is perfect; everybody has some kind of problem, just like you, Aaron. You masturbate a little too much about thinking about your first Milf love, which is a serious problem."

"You!"

Master Aaron was going to lash out, but he calmed down, feeling this wasn’t the time to talk sh*t about each other.

"The traps in the shop were also based on the master’s knowledge. Apollo, you already saw how good they were, and we will be safe if we follow this map, so stop nagging and let’s go."

With that, all three let go of their thoughts and followed the Old Man Aragon, who led them into these gigantic underground tunnels that were more difficult than mazes.

Outside, the whole city had turned into a mess as all the executives and members of the three halls of the Dark Heaven Court were searching for young city lord Ragnar.

But they seem to have found nothing, as he seems to have disappeared from the city without leaving any sign.

"Look like he went into underground tunnels, and don’t worry, sir; everything is ready on that side. Even with the underground tunnels, he cannot leave the place."

The group leader that appeared outside the shop before and was tracking Ragnar looked at the runic transmitter and said.

"What about those four who went to check the shop? What are they doing and still not coming back? That brat wasn’t cocky about his talent and not giving him the required task, but he still cannot do simple work."

He shouted with anger, feeling annoyed by such pathetic subordinates.

"Let’s go, and ask other teams nearby to find them and bring that trash to the meeting point."

He commanded the subordinate next to him, who quickly followed the order and contacted the team nearby.

Following that, the group hastened their pace, slipping into the underground tunnels through an ancient passage concealed within the city’s sewers.

Slowly, numerous group friends or enemies were moving towards the underground tunnel, trying to find Ragnar.

At that time, within the underground tunnel, a young guy was moving ahead with a grave expression on his face.

"I have to leave the city as fast as possible, but damm, these tunnels are like mazes; even with the best map of these tunnels, it is still difficult."

There was still a difference between the map and the actual number of tunnels.

The young person was none other than the young Lord Ragnar, who came to the old Blacksmith store, but currently, he was not injured as he drank the miraculous healing potion that Apollo gave.

Wandering through vast, labyrinthine tunnels with no apparent end, his anxiety mounted as he anticipated the imminent movement of enemies lurking within the subterranean passages.

If he gets caught, his life will be in danger. He couldn’t help but sigh and think about his father, the situation at City Hall, or what happened to their battle.

He continued to go deep into the underground tunnels while thinking about the dangers.

Apollo and others on the other side have also moved, but their luck is quite bad as they meet a group of people.