Chapter 568: Duke Yegu and Artus, Soul Summoning

This was a giant mobile city standing tall upon the earth.

Its height alone reached over a kilometer.

It was currently docked at the edge of a towering cliff.

Between the cliff and the mobile city, a marble suspension bridge connected them.

Various supplies traveled back and forth across this bridge between the cliff and the mobile city.

And not far from the cliff stood a massive city built upon a mountain range.

Three large characters were written on the city gate—Nightfall City.

Nightfall City was the logistical base built by [Yegu], one of the five great Dukes of the Blood Clan.

It was specifically responsible for handling war spoils, farming, breeding, cultivating slaves, and Blood Offerings (humans).

And that giant mobile city, over a kilometer high, was none other than the [City of Night on the Move], which was also the foundation of his survival in the wasteland game.

At this moment, inside the lord's chamber of the [City of Night on the Move].

Duke Yegu, dressed in a legendary-tier tailcoat, stood before an oval-shaped ancient mirror.

His expression was solemn, his complexion pale.

But his eyes, in unguarded moments, would reveal a piercing gleam, as if black whirlpools were swirling within them.

"Artus, what's the status on that Yu Yuan Shelter I asked you to investigate?"

Ripples like water waves appeared in the oval-shaped ancient mirror, then a middle-aged man emerged—wearing a wizard's hat, a black robe, with a gaunt face and sinister eyes.

His triangular eyes looked at Yegu like a venomous snake, yet the moment they met Yegu's gaze, a grim and awkward smile crept onto his face.

"Oh~ Honorable Duke Yegu, my esteemed super-super VIP client, your will is the direction of my service." As a well-known Broker, Artus considered himself to have professional integrity.

"Enough, Artus. Get to the point!" Yegu cut him off, his tone laced with impatience and contemplation.

Seeing this, Artus stopped his nonsense.

"Duke Yegu, the Yu Yuan Shelter is indeed shrouded by some kind of peculiar power, making it impossible to probe. Whether through prophecy, divination, or star tracks, nothing can be traced."

Hearing this, Duke Yegu's brow had already furrowed involuntarily, a trace of impatience appearing on his face.

Artus immediately caught this change, a slight smirk curling at the corner of his mouth as he shifted gears.

"But this doesn't stump me!"

Duke Yegu raised an eyebrow and looked over.

Artus raised the staff in his hand, which looked like a charred tree branch, lightly tapped it on the ground, and moved his lips slightly.

A shadow rose from the ground, circled the room with black smoke trailing behind it, and then appeared at the head of Artus's staff.

It then morphed into a human face.

If Yu Yuan were here, he would immediately recognize it—it was actually the player from 'Scorching Underground Castle.'

Only his expression was vacant, his form flickering in and out of reality, clearly summoned by Artus using some special ability.

Duke Yegu glanced at it, then turned his gaze back to Artus, waiting for his next words.

"Duke Yegu, this is the player eliminated by the Yu Yuan Shelter a few days ago. He was ranked around five-thousand-something on the Bronze Leaderboard, with decent strength.

I used a [Soul Summoning] method to gather his residual soul. You can personally question him about the Yu Yuan Shelter?"

Duke Yegu was now somewhat tempted.

To be honest, a mere Bronze-rank player wasn't worth his personal attention.

But the speed at which Yu Yuan Shelter had risen from joining the game to advancing to Bronze rank was too fast.

And just a week after reaching Bronze rank, it had already climbed to the top five-thousand.

This was something unprecedented.

At least in his memory, no one had ever advanced this quickly.

He believed that at this moment, he wasn't the only one watching the Yu Yuan Shelter; many old-timers had also secretly set their sights on it.

If Yu Yuan really was a follow-up plan from the Wolf Clan, then he needed to be careful.

After all, weakening the strength of the Wolf Clan's Silver ranks was his primary goal.

This was tied to the power struggles and resource grabs at the Gold-rank level.

And eliminating the Wolf Clan's Bronze-rank reserve forces was the first step in Yegu's plan.

He absolutely could not allow any mistakes.

His gaze locked onto the shadow, and a cold voice rang out.

"Tell me, how did you die."

Artus uttered necromantic words to relay Yegu's meaning.

Soon, Naz's residual soul also let out an intermittent, faint hissing sound.

At the same time, his originally vacant eyes flickered with a hint of madness and despair.

This change made both Yegu and Artus narrow their eyes slightly.

When his voice stopped.

"He said he was killed by a spider that simply couldn't be killed..." Artus frowned slightly.

"That spider left a deep grudge in him. He keeps muttering about it being unkillable... unkillable... how it kept recovering."

"That's it? No more detailed intel?"

"Duke Yegu, this is a residual soul! It's lost a lot of its memory. Getting this much out of it is already quite difficult." Artus looked troubled.

"Then ask him about the environment of the Yu Yuan Shelter, how many people are in its faction, what equipment they have, how many werewolves are there?"

Duke Yegu didn't want to waste any more time and directly threw out all the questions he wanted answered.

Artus didn't drag his feet and immediately translated in real-time.

Naz's residual soul answered each of Artus's questions one by one.

Perhaps because there were too many questions, it took several minutes for Naz's residual soul to finally finish explaining. By then, it had become extremely ethereal, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

Artus then looked at Duke Yegu and spoke rapidly:

"It's very cold there, temperatures down to minus sixty-something degrees Celsius. A frozen wasteland.

There are many enemies, at least hundreds to thousands of them. They're extremely crazed and fear no death.

As for the werewolves, he didn't state it directly. Perhaps due to confused memory, he just kept emphasizing that the enemies possess formidable regenerative abilities, and each enemy has sharp claws and agile movements."

Artus observed Yegu's expression, a habitual professional smirk curling on his lips.

"Duke Yegu, in my opinion, you should already have the answer in your heart as to whether the enemy is the Wolf Clan. Otherwise, you wouldn't have directly asked about the werewolf situation. And sharp claws, agile movements, plus the ability to survive in extreme cold environments—not many things fit all these conditions at once."

"And the Wolf Clan happens to be one of them. Although their fur isn't enough to withstand temperatures of minus sixty-something degrees, as long as they obtain some high-quality cold-resistant items, moving around in extreme cold for short periods is still possible. For the Wolf Clan, that's far too easy.

And from the time this guy started the invasion until he was eliminated, it took less than two hours..."

Artus fell silent.

Because he knew his meaning was already clear, and Duke Yegu understood the implications of his words.

Now it was only up to him to make a decision.

Duke Yegu had actually already concluded that the Yu Yuan Shelter was the werewolves.

But the words from that residual soul merely confirmed Moon Shadow's Breath's intel.

The reason he was lost in thought was because of the number of werewolves the residual soul had just mentioned.

Hundreds to thousands...

That number was terrifying in the eyes of a Bronze-rank player, especially one who had just ascended to Bronze rank.

Hundreds to thousands of werewolves—even if they were all Mixed-Blood Werewolves, it was still a terrifying number.

He let out a long, deep breath of stale air.

"Is the Wolf Clan insane?"

"With so many werewolves, it seems he really is the lifebuoy the Wolf Clan found to stabilize the Bronze-rank situation!"

"Pouring all their strength to boost his power, no wonder he entered the rankings right after advancing."

A mocking smirk curled at the corner of Yegu's mouth.

"I'd like to see how you all react if this lifebuoy gets snapped."

"It should be quite interesting, don't you think?"

He looked at Artus on the other side of the mirror, an invitation letter appearing in his hand.

"Artus, help me eliminate him. How about this [Civilization Relic Invitation Letter] as the reward?"

Artus's eyes lit up instantly.

"A Civilization Relic Invitation Letter? Deal!"

As if afraid Yegu might back out, Artus completed the contract signing at the fastest possible speed.

A genuine smile spread across his face.

"Honorable Duke Yegu, rest assured. Your will shall be fulfilled..."