"Sergeant, what do you think they are doing? I felt something was wrong. The chubby military reporter prostrate, to be precise, rolled over to Sergeant George and whispered.

"How do I know? It's not like an Easter festival anyway. The sergeant shrugged his shoulders and chewed his cigar to check on the condition of the weapon in his hand, while the other soldiers beside him were skilful in their final preparations before battle.

In the distance, the scholars of the Northern Society are debugging a strange device made of several rotating rings, beneath which protruding coils and responsible cables form a strange structure that resembles an altar but is full of its own mechanical structure. Everywhere around the altar can be seen patrolling the undead armies with Roman eagle flags, and the flags with red backgrounds and black borders are imprinted with the inverse swastika formed by the cross of the initials of the German word "state and society".

"I don't know exactly what those machines do, though. But judging by the symbols they painted on the ground, it seemed that those Germans wanted to open a door to other worlds. Oh, astrologically speaking, this is indeed the right place to be. Professor Brutholm wiped the mud spots off his glasses, uncertainly. Hearing his guess, the sergeant slowly furrowed his eyebrows.

"You mean that the Germans are going to open a door with something weird that looks like a magic prop. Moreover, they also think that this will save the defeat of the war? Well, Professor, if you're telling a joke, then I have to admit that you succeeded. In the end, Sergeant George had to put half of his palm in his mouth, trying not to let himself laugh out loud and alarm the Germans in the distance.

"No, I'm serious. It depends on which world they want to open up, and perhaps there are some Entente members on the other side that we have not been in contact with. Professor Brutholm whispered an unpleasant protest. At this moment, he felt that his heart was becoming more and more uneasy, but for a moment, he could not tell where this uneasiness came from.

"Entente members? Oh, "praise" the axis of evil, I hope you're talking about the Italians. The reporters accompanying the army let out a strange laugh, and the performance of the Italians on the European battlefield in recent times was nothing short of a comedy. His colleagues who traveled as far away as Europe were quick to write the battlefield accounts related to the Italian army as humorous short stories.

"In short, we should stop them from continuing. It is very dangerous to connect two worlds at will. ”

Professor Brutholm held his forehead helplessly, although he had been given the position of special adviser by President Roosevelt, he was more often seen as a liar to others who did not believe in the paranormal. Hearing the solemnity in Professor Brutholm's words, Sergeant George finally became more serious. He stretched out his hand to signal the soldiers to prepare to attack, and lowered his voice to ask the professor.

"To put it simply, what would happen if the Germans succeeded at worst?"

Professor Brutholm swallowed, and subconsciously clenched the cross hanging from his chest.

"If it's serious, it could lead to the destruction of the world."

Sergeant George opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.

Just as the American GIs were preparing to save the world, the last remnants of the Northern Society had completed the preparations needed for the ceremony. Gregory changed into a heavy black robe, embroidered with gold threads on the cuffs and collar of the robe, and the wide black fur lapels made Gregory's bloodless skin look as white as a dead man.

In the sky, the rain poured down. Isa, a beautiful female officer in a military uniform, stretched out her umbrella and walked quickly to Gregory's side, the cold female devil now showing a vulnerable expression like an ordinary woman. Looking at his mistress, who had been with him for several years, Grigory fumbled to shove an old book into her hand.

"I love, don't grieve. No matter what happens tonight, this book will bring you to me. ”

"I won't leave you."

"......" There was silence for a while, and Gregory's eyes flashed with a strange light. He reached out and touched Isa's face, and the purple magic light left a mark on the female officer's face.

"I will grant you immortal life, undying youth, and magic that will continue to assist me in the future."

The light was fleeting, and the trail disappeared under Isabeth's skin.

"Isha, Gregory, it's almost time." Reminded by another senior leader of the Northern Society, the two quickly ended their final warm-up.

Standing beside an altar made of machinery and the occult, Grigory and the rest of the guild waited in silence for the perfect time for the ceremony to begin.

"It's been five years, and the association can't afford to fail a single one." Watching the machine gradually start to operate, a senior cadre of the Northern Association wearing a full military dress said categorically.

"There will be no failure, General. I promised you a miracle......"

Gregory pushed away Isa's umbrella, and the rain reflected the cold light on his face, but the black eyes suddenly burst into a brighter magical light.

"I'm going to do a miracle."

The terrifying light caused all members of the Northern Society to bow their heads involuntarily, and then another member of the Guild wearing a strange gas mask respectfully placed a mechanical glove made of multiple electrodes and heavy metal on Gregory's right hand, the heavy mechanical glove completely enveloping his right forearm. White-robed researchers nervously hook up the cable to the mechanical gloves.

Grigory looked up at the sky, then turned to face the last remaining members of the Northern Society.

"Tonight, our deeds will live on forever."

"I will open the gates of hell and awaken Ogdu. Jihad. ”

"The Seven Gods of Chaos!"

"Our enemies will be destroyed, and ...... in the ruins"

Grigory took a deep breath, a look of frenzy in his eyes.

"A new Garden of Eden will be born."

Under the equally fanatical gaze of all, Gregory began to chant an ancient and evil incantation. With the creepy sound of incantations, blinding blue lightning began to beat between the pillar-like electrodes of the mechanical wrist and the cones of the fingers polished from natural crystal. Soon, the protruding solenoid coils on the glove also quickly began to rotate. Correspondingly, the metal rings in the center of the altar also operate at different speeds and in different directions.

The incantation grew louder and louder, and the blue lightning light mixed with magic and massive amounts of electricity pierced the air, spreading from the mechanical glove to the entire altar. The ritual proceeded slowly, and finally the speed of the metal ring increased to a certain tipping point. At Gregory's roar, a blinding light erupted in the center of the ring.

The light receded, and a ring of blue flames suspended in mid-air, and in the center of the ring revealed a deep universe, apparently leading to an unknown space.

An invisible attraction continued to emanate from within the Flame Gate, and an unanchored searchlight around the altar swept into it. Searchlights with uncut cables float around in this gravity-free space. Finally, it illuminates a wall made of crystal. And inside this huge transparent wall, a frozen yellow-brown eye was revealed. Under the light, the eyeball of astonishing size turned abruptly. The narrowed pupils stared at the "gate of hell" in the distance, which could only be regarded as a gap for it.

In the dead cage universe, the sound of squirming suddenly sounded.

And the ceremony continues.