"Do you know what kind of penalty you'll face for delaying my journey?" Without even glancing at it, Lynch casually said as he passed through the gate, "Go accept your punishment yourself!"
The guard widened its eyes, and finally, aimed the spear at itself. After stabbing, it lost its current form and weakened into the lowest-level creature with self-awareness here—a small Imp. Who knows how much time will pass before it can regain combat power from this diminutive Imp form.
Lynch strode into the gate of the Bronze Fortress, but soon he chose to disappear from the busy construction site. Lynch tried to avoid drawing any attention from the devils, and his Eye of Insight was a huge help. The mage passed through wall after wall, trying to move deeper into the Bronze Fortress, because the further out he was, the more likely he would become a casualty in a blood battle.
