Dark Regions.

Disentas also arrived at the cliff pass, but was more than ten minutes behind the Great Demon King. When he arrived, he saw that the top of the cliff was full of the corpses of war demons and undead, and without saying a word, he entered the passage, but after climbing halfway, he had to retreat.

There was a scorching breath in front of the passage, and there was a faint red light, the further he climbed, the higher the temperature seemed to have no limit, he didn't dare to try, he could only retreat.

Less than two minutes after exiting, a hot, sulfur-filled air stream erupted from the tunnel, followed by hot lava that glowed red.

After the lava reached the dark area, because the ambient temperature dropped and the cold wind was blowing on the top of the cliff, the lava began to condense and accumulate rapidly, and finally blocked the entrance of the passage.

It's nothing to just block it, just find a way to dig it up, the point is that Disentas feels that the space around here is starting to fluctuate. He soon realizes that a large amount of high-energy lava is destroying the stable structure of this natural portal, and if he doesn't take action quickly, this portal will most likely disappear!

This is the only known way to connect the surface world and the dark region, if it is closed, with the boiling state of the force in the surface world, he is very likely to lose contact with the surface world forever, trapped in this terrible world full of goblins.

Disentas is a great mage, and he is the master of portals, and he is responsible for the construction of the portals used by the Dark Church several times before and after. His achievements in the spatial portal were not inferior to those of the dragons, and he naturally knew how to stabilize the portal.

The situation was urgent, and he immediately went into action. Cohesion spirit. Recited the obscure spell of ancient spatial magic.

As the incantation progresses. The tip of the staff began to glow, but this time the brilliance was not the purple-black of death magic, but translucent curling ripples like water, which seemed chaotic, but when you looked closely, there was an indescribable pattern hidden in it.

The incantation was long, and it took more than three minutes for Disentas to swing his staff violently. The weight of the staff was so heavy that the necromancer used all his strength.

He raised his staff high and shot it a little more towards the rock wall next to the passage, and a cloud of water flew out of the tip of the staff, crashing into the rock wall, making a 'click' sound full of texture, and printing an extremely complex rune.

This was the first one, and then the staff in Disentas clicked in succession, and five runes were arranged near the entrance of the passage.

When the last rune was imprinted on the rock wall, all six runes glowed together. Connected in one breath and constantly spinning. A translucent glow poured out and flowed into the passage, and the natural portal, which had been crumbling and about to shatter, suddenly became solid.

After doing this, Disentas let out a long sigh of relief, one did not pay attention, the other stumbled, and almost fell.

It is not magic that is needed to stabilize the spatial portal, but the soul power of the caster, and casting these six spatial runes is already the limit of Disentas's ability.

After doing this, his strength dropped greatly, and it would take at least a year to recover.

As for this portal, it can't be used for the time being, and someone must dig it through.

In order to prevent the energy fluctuations when digging through the passage from interfering with the stability of the portal, no magic or any large machinery can be used during the excavation process, but only a steel shovel and iron chisel, and the most primitive and safest method is used to dig it through little by little.

But since this lava can overflow to the mouth of the passage, it means that the underground passage inside is basically blocked, which is definitely a huge project, and Disentas feels a headache when he thinks about it.

However, now that he was exhausted, the consumption of soul power made the ice blue light in his eyes very dim, and he had no time to think about it for the time being, so he fell to his knees and began to pray to the Lord of Death, reciting the prayer dozens of times before he felt that he was in better spirits, stood up again, reluctantly blessed himself with a flying spell, and flew down the cliff in a fluttering manner.

After about half an hour, Disentas returned to the hidden camp in the Forest of the Silver Moon. The camp is built on a natural underground cave tens of meters deep, and the location is very secluded, so you don't have to worry about being discovered by goblin airships that often fly in the sky.

After entering the underground cavern and walking in the circuitous underground passages for more than ten minutes, I finally arrived at a huge underground hall, where at least more than 3,000 dwarves were working, and they collected all kinds of mechanical technology from the wreckage of the goblin airship, sorted out, analyzed, and then absorbed and transformed into the dark mechanical technology of the dwarf demons.

Needless to say, this is a huge project, and it will not come to fruition for a while, and it takes patience to see the results of this project.

After watching it for a while, Disentas thought of the tragic situation of the passage, and felt a burst of discouragement in his heart, even if there was a result, the passage back to the surface world had been blocked, and he didn't know when he would be able to go back.

Just as he was watching, an undead general appeared in this hall, watching left and right, as if looking for someone, and immediately rushed over after seeing Disentas.

Disentas was angry when he saw it, and reprimanded: "Gold, haven't you been following General Samael all the time? What are you doing here? ”

He knew the undead and was one of Samel's lieutenants.

The undead general bowed humbly and said in a hollow voice peculiar to the undead, "My lord, I have news for you. ”

"Say." A sense of foreboding appeared in Disentas's mind.

"Something happened to General Samel. He encountered a large number of goblin ambushes on the Black Dragon Plain, five hundred miles east of Heilongze, the capital of the Slai Kingdom, and the general was unfortunately captured, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Although it was a big deal, Gord's tone was almost exactly the same as usual, and there was not a hint of urgency to hear. This is true of the mid-level undead, who lack a string in their heads.

Disentas was stunned when he heard this, and then anger welled up in his heart: "What is Samael doing in the Black Dragon Plain? ”

Damn, isn't this guy troublesome enough?

"The general is here to find out what's going on in the kingdom of Slai."

"How did you come across a goblin when you were probing?" Disentas didn't understand, since it was near the Black Dragon, it should have met the Black Dragon.

"The general killed a lot of goblins on his way north. He said he wanted him to hate the gray-skinned gadgets. All the way to the time of the Black Dragon Plain. More than three hundred have been killed. Gord said in a dull tone.

Disentas was furious when he heard this, and roared: "How could I meet such a fool! ”

Of course, ordinary goblins are very weak, and any skeleton soldier can kill them, but the problem is that those real goblin warriors are terrible, and this Samael is not unaware of this, and he actually killed more than three hundred goblins along the way, which is no wonder if it does not cause public anger.

A dignified pinnacle sword saint, let's not talk about an ambush. He was still captured, he had never seen such a stupid thing in his life!

"How did he get captured?" Disentas asked through gritted teeth.

"The goblins have developed a new musket bullet that, when hit, will quickly drain the mana of death and become very weak. Generals, and others were captured in this way. At the time, I was still looking after the skeleton warhorse, so I escaped. Gold's tone was as flat as ever, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

Disentas was shocked, but he was now exhausted, but he didn't have the strength to be angry, so he shook his hand and said, "Okay." I see, that's it. ”

Fortunately. The idiot didn't know the exact location of the underground hall, otherwise it wouldn't have been difficult to pry Samel's mouth open with the goblin's bizarre methods.

"My lord, are you going to save the general?" Golder asked.

"No need. That idiot is looking for his own death, and no one can save him. Disentas waved his hand. He knows how terrible the goblins are, and he also knows the power they have now, and they want to save people? That's just delusion.

"Yes."

Goblins' Kissin City, Fort Volandis, Mechanical Alchemy Chamber.

An undead was fixed to a metal bed by a high-strength alloy material, and the undead swayed its body from side to side, but its movements were weak and weak, and it could not shake the metal bed in the slightest.

The undead was tall, with dry skin and muscles stuck to its surface, and it was none other than the captive Samel.

At the metal bedside, several alchemists and engineers were surrounding Prince Goger, explaining to him what they were going to do.

"Your Highness, this undead is very powerful, and he also has a magical martial art, if we can apply this martial art to our vapor battle armor, the power will definitely be even higher."

"Not bad." Prince Gogger nodded: "What can be achieved?" ”

He doesn't care about the process, he only cares about what he can get by doing so.

"There's a good chance that it will surpass the King's 'Thunder's Fury' armor."

"Very good!" Prince Gogger was very pleased with the result.

Another goblin engineer said: "Your Majesty, this undead spirit itself is also very strong, and we are also trying to find a way to control him and use it for us, and we have already achieved some results." ”

"Oh, let's hear it." The prince was in a good mood.

Seeing that the prince was willing to listen to these obscure things, the goblin engineer hurriedly sorted out his thoughts, and said as simply and clearly as possible: "Your Highness, you see, this undead body's body is driven by death magic, and we can change it to fire magic, which is not difficult. Then we used the ultra-fine lattice krypton alloy that we had just developed as his skeleton, and then used ultra-high temperature steam as the driving force. Finally, we'll brand a slave pact into his soul and make you his sole master, and you'll get a new vapor warrior even more powerful than Wittstein! ”

"No !!" On the metal bed, Samael listened in horror and roared loudly. He struggled, but in vain, his strength could not escape the calculations of the goblin engineers, and the alloy shackles that held him in place had enough strength.

Prince Gogger laughed happily, stretched out his thin arm and patted Samael on the bed: "Don't be afraid, slave breed, I won't abuse you, at most I just let you learn a few fluorescent dog barks, haha." ”

Samael struggled to get bigger and bigger, but to no avail.

The prince ignored him, and he gently encouraged his precious talent: "Good, good, you do a good job, if you lack anything, just open your mouth and tell me, I will do my best to satisfy." I have only one request, and that is to be fast! ”

"Yes, Your Highness, we will do our best!" The alchemists and engineers were overjoyed, and there weren't many opportunities for the prince to support him so strongly. (To be continued......)