When this group of strangers appeared on the battlefield, the tide of the battle changed dramatically.

General Field witnessed their great strength, and those ferocious wolves could barely withstand a single attack in front of this group of strangers.

The attack of the strangers can only be described as brutal, and General Field saw one of the spellcasters raise his hand, and a cold blizzard fell from the sky and landed on the densest part of the wolf pack.

Instead of being frozen into frost, the wolves were smashed to pieces and then turned into smoke and vanished.

Under their unreasonable attack, the giant wolf was quickly wiped out, and the danger of his army's demise was successfully lifted.

While General Field breathed a sigh of relief, he was also thinking about where this group of powerful spellcasters and warriors came from.

The names of countless mysterious organizations flashed through his mind, but none of them had such strange hoods on their heads, and there were more than one.

General Field walked over to the nearest spellcaster, who was wearing a blue robe with a pattern that looked very delicate and should be a valuable robe.

"Thank you for helping us." As General Field thanked the spellcaster, she turned around.

General Field was eager to pay a serious tribute to the benefactors, but the caster was wearing a valuable robe, but she wore a fluffy white cat hood on her head.

The hood is very large, almost as wide as the shoulders of the caster, and the cat's eyes are round and the mouth is a simple inverted triangle.

General Field's cheeks twitched, and he held back a smile and held out his hand to the spellcaster, but at that moment he suddenly noticed a line on the caster's head.

It wasn't a delusion, and General Field saw a line on the cat's hood that read, 'No sleep tonight.'

Is this some kind of magic text? And can you really see your surroundings clearly with this kind of hooding?

A lot of question marks popped up in General Field's mind, and as he pondered how to continue the conversation, three more warriors and spellcasters ran up to him.

Only one of the three was normal, wearing a black suit of armor and his face was covered by an equally pitch-black helmet, with a faint glow of fire blooming through the gaps in the helmet.

This outfit is intimidating just by looking at it from the side, and as for the other two... General Field cared most of all about a hunter in purple pajamas with a horse's head on his head.

Compared to the heavily armored warrior, this outfit is completely from two worlds!

"Where are you from?" General Field asked tentatively.

No one answered General Field, they just stood in front of General Field and watched him silently.

"These are the characters we summoned."

The silence was eventually broken by the archers from the Serpent of Jevrk, who gave way to the three men standing in front of General Field as the archers spoke.

"Summoned characters?"

General Field looked at the members of the Serpent of Yevrk who were walking towards him.

"It's hard for us to explain, General Field isn't the real world, it's an illusionary world, and everything you see is an illusion."

Rona came out to explain to the general.

"Vision." General Field touched his neck, which had been torn by a wolf not long ago, and healed in the next second.

Except in his dreams, he really couldn't explain the phenomenon.

"Staff Officer Rona, what the hell are these characters you are talking about?"

General Field also got to know some of the members of the Serpent of Yevrk during these ten days.

"This will take some time to explain."

As soon as Ronna's words fell, the gray mist of the distant grassland gathered again.

The huge black shadow appeared at the end of the grassland.

"You will all become my sustenance." The shadow's voice was filled with rage, and the ground began to shake slightly, and a large group of twisted monsters appeared beneath the shadow.

The archer flicked his wrist and walked towards the group of twisted monsters, although he didn't know why he was able to summon his character in the rift of the world, but he enjoyed the feeling of slaughtering the wolves just now.

He hadn't even taken a few steps before his sister Hughis grabbed him by the neck.

"Sister, don't stop me, I want to..."

Before the archer could finish his words, the twisted monsters at the end of the steppe began to become more and more numerous, at least close to tens of thousands, and some of them were so large that they seemed to be able to trample him to death with a single kick.

"Retreat!"

Reyek gave the order to the regimental members behind him, but the most crucial problem was that they had no way to retreat.

"Portal! Mage players, hurry up and use the portal! "In an emergency, Rona thought of a way to run through the rift in the world.

There are twelve mage characters in the Serpent, and after a brief chant, they summon portals that Rona doesn't know where they lead, but at least they're better than this meadow full of monsters.

The members of the mercenary group and the soldiers of the land of the sea ran into the portal, and Rona only felt that his vision was dark, and the next second when he opened his eyes again, it was blue sky and white clouds.

There is also the familiar sound of the sea tide.

Are they back?

Rhona opened his eyes and stood up from the deck, glancing around as the others gradually woke up from their stupor.

"This is the real world?" Rhona came to the side of the ship and looked into the distance, where only a small part of the Isle of the Hanged Man was left, and the giant island had disappeared without a trace.

While they were unconscious, the tide took them away from the building... An island of terror.

"Is anyone hurt?"

Reyek's voice echoed across the deck, and none of the other members of the mercenary group were injured, and they all woke up from their coma unharmed.

But there was a situation among the soldiers of the land of the sea.

"Tyri! Wake up! ”

General Field kept shaking his lieutenant, who had fallen unconscious on the deck, and although he was still breathing, General Field did not respond to any shaking attempt.

"General! We have two soldiers here who are still unconscious. A soldier shouted on the other side of the ship.

"How so?"

General Field slapped his lieutenant twice, but the other man still did not respond, as if he had fallen into a nightmare that he would never wake up from.

"He's been killed by those wolves too many times in the dream world."

Reyeke came to General Field's side and said.

"Too many kills?"

General Field suddenly remembered that he had been killed by the wolves, and that he had been so exhausted that his spirit seemed to be drained after he had been resurrected again.

"Reyeke... What the hell are the strange characters you've summoned in that world? ”

General Field's hands trembled as he put his lieutenant back on the deck and looked up at Reyeke again.

"The beast is heading out onto land, trying to stop it, I'm afraid... The battlefield was on that strange steppe. General Field said.