ATPnovel Chapter 580 Level 1 Main City Guide
Chapter 580 Level 1 Main City Guide
He nodded, his expression unchanged.
The old man looked at him and remained silent for a moment.
Those cloudy eyes lingered on Lin Tian's face for a few seconds, as if they were looking at something very important.
"Go back and prepare," the old man said.
"No need to prepare," Lin Tian said. "You can leave anytime."
The old man was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.
The nod was very light, but very forceful, as if it had been done with all the strength.
"Then tomorrow morning," the old man said. "The teleportation array plaza. Don't be late."
Lin Tian nodded.
He turned and walked towards the entrance of the council chamber.
The boots made no sound as they stepped on the dark red carpet. The carpet was thick and soft underfoot, like walking on autumn leaves.
He stopped at the threshold and turned his head.
The old man behind him picked up the glass of ice-cold tea and took a sip. The bitterness of the cold tea spread on his tongue, and his brow furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed.
He didn't turn around, but stepped over the threshold.
A night breeze swept over me.
The fountain in the courtyard was still spraying water tirelessly, and the sound of the water gradually faded away behind him.
Lin Tian walked through the front yard, pushed open the ironwood gate of the city lord's mansion, and stepped into the night.
The sound of the door hinges turning behind me carried far into the night sky, bouncing back and forth a few times in the quiet neighborhood before dissipating.
Starlight spilled onto the stone path, illuminating the way beneath his feet.
Lin Tian strode towards his small courtyard.
tomorrow.
Teleportation array.
A new journey is about to begin.
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The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Tian arrived at the teleportation array plaza.
The teleportation array in Star Moon City is located slightly east of the city center.
Dozens of guards from the city lord's mansion stood in a circle around the square, their armor gleaming coldly in the morning light, their spears held upright at their sides, their expressions solemn.
They were not just maintaining order, but also on guard—the guides came from a level-one main city and were military personnel from that city, so there was no room for error.
In the center of the plaza, next to the teleportation array, stood five people.
As Lin Tian approached, his gaze swept over them.
They wore uniform standard armor, but the color of the armor was not the silver-gray of the Starmoon City guards, but a deep iron black. The shoulder armor and breastplate were engraved with the emblem of a soaring eagle—the symbol of the first-level main city, Great Gorge City.
The person standing at the very front was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a burly build like a moving city wall.
He wore a set of silver-white plate armor, each plate polished to a mirror-like shine, reflecting the shadows of those around him.
The edges of the plate armor are inlaid with gold threads, not for decoration, but for runic loops—in battle, these gold threads glow, providing the armor with additional defensive bonuses.
A longsword hung at his waist, its scabbard black, its hilt wrapped with a dark blue leather cord, and its guard shaped like a cross with a dark red gem set in the center. The scabbard was devoid of any superfluous decoration, but the sharp aura emanating from it made those around him instinctively keep their distance.
He had a scar on his face that stretched from his left eyebrow to his right jaw, covering most of his face.
The scar was wide, clearly cut by some kind of serrated weapon, and after healing, it left a raised, pinkish-white fleshy ridge.
The scar didn't make his face ugly; instead, it added a chilling aura, like a veteran who survived the battlefield, each scar telling a story.
His eyes were sharp, like an eagle's.
When he looks at someone, he doesn't "look," he "examines"—from your face to your shoulders, from your shoulders to your hands, from your hands to your weapon, from your weapon to your posture, and then in a fraction of a second he can determine your threat level.
Lin Tian could tell his level at a glance.
Level 80.
Behind him stood four people: two warriors, a mage, and an assassin.
They were all between level 75 and 78, well-equipped, and their positions were well-organized—not just randomly placed, but a standard five-person tactical squad formation.
A fist-sized blue crystal floated at the top of the mage's staff, glowing faintly, indicating that he was always ready to cast spells.
Two warriors stood half a step behind the knight, one on each side, their right hands resting on their weapons. It wasn't nervousness, but habit—their hands only left their weapons when they slept.
The assassin stood the furthest away, in an inconspicuous corner. If Lin Tian hadn't specifically tried to sense him, he would have been almost imperceptible.
The guide.
Lin Tian walked to the teleportation array.
The knight with the scar on his face turned around, his gaze falling on Lin Tian, scanning him from head to toe.
His expression remained unchanged, but Lin Tian's senses detected a subtle shift in his pupils—not surprise, but confirmation. He was confirming whether the person before him matched the information he had previously received.
"Lin Tian?" the knight asked.
His voice was deep, with a hoarse quality that comes from long-term shouting on the battlefield.
"Yes," Lin Tian said.
Without any further pleasantries, the knight took out a token from the leather pouch at his waist. The front of the token was engraved with an eagle emblem, and the back was engraved with the two characters "Lin Tian".
He glanced down at the token, then at Lin Tian, and then put the token away.
"Verification confirmed," the knight said. "I am Colin, the deputy captain of the third garrison of Great Gorge City. I have been ordered to escort you to the first-tier capital city."
Lin Tian's gaze lingered on Colin's face for a second.
Colin stepped aside and made a "please" gesture.
"The city lord is waiting for you, go on."
Lin Tian turned around, and the city lord—the white-haired old man—was standing at the edge of the teleportation array plaza, his hands behind his back, without a single follower by his side.
He wore a dark blue robe, the silver patterns on the collar and cuffs gleaming slightly in the morning light. His back was straighter than usual, as if he wanted to leave Lin Tian with one last impression through this posture.
Lin Tian walked over.
The old man's gaze fell on Lin Tian's face, his cloudy eyes reflecting the morning light like two frosted glass beads.
He didn't say anything polite. He simply raised his right hand and patted Lin Tian on the shoulder.
The hand was old, the skin loose, and the age spots on the back of the hand were particularly clear in the sunlight. But the slap was very hard, so hard that Lin Tian's shoulder slumped slightly.
"You are the most talented young man I have ever met," the old man said.
The sound wasn't loud, but every word was clear, echoing in the quiet square in the early morning.
His tone was calm, but a glimmer of light flickered in his cloudy eyes.
Lin Tian nodded.