As early as the traversers gathered around the bay, Norman Speke in the underground cavern had already known about their arrival with the help of reconnaissance magic on the ground.

He wasn't surprised, he had been successfully divined twice, and he had already known that he had been exposed. However, it was not a group of priests who came, and even the proportion of priests among them was less than half, which made him feel a little puzzled.

Supposedly, after discovering his demon, shouldn't it be the clergy from all walks of life who flocked to him?

This unexpected change made him a little distressed - most of the defenses in his lair were aimed at good camps such as the clergy, but many of the people who came didn't look like good people at first glance...... In this way, many of his defenses will fail!

So, Norman Speke is busy adjusting the defense system of the cave**, temporarily modifying some of it, to make sure that there is no joke about letting the enemy pass all the way and easily come to him.

He was confident in his strength, but ...... As the only demon powerhouse in the world, he always wants face. If you are really rushed in front of you by the crusader without hindrance, even if you slap the opponent to death, you will already lose face!

At this moment, he was standing in the middle of several fiery red crystal pillars that had suddenly risen from the ground, his right hand raised, and a flaming flame gathered into a skeleton-like shape, trembling in his palm. With each shake of the flames, the light on the surrounding crystal pillars flickered brightly or darkly. And every flicker of these crystal pillars will cause the flickering of those large and small crystals on the nearby stone walls, echoing each other and exuding an unsettling aura.

Manu, a slave trader who had turned into a giant, sat on the ground not far away, chewing on an arm in his mouth, but his eyes fixed on the pool of blood in front of him.

In a pool of scarlet blood, "Thunder Knight" Breve Sellers lay quietly with his eyes closed, motionless, as if dead. Red veins flowed everywhere on his naked body, as if the veins under his skin had burst out, and it looked quite hideous.

However, Manu looked at him with only a greedy appetite.

In the past years, he had encountered situations where he had been captured by legendary powerhouses who were extremely talented and able to resist erosion and transformation with their own will. In the end, the legendary powerhouse came to a miserable end, not only did it become his food, but until his body was completely consumed, his soul was able to clearly feel the pain from his body - the soul finally collapsed under the torture and became a magic item, and Manu was given previously unimaginable powers, and gained a long life.

The slave trader was not proficient in magic, but he had a thirst for power.

So, he was looking forward to seeing Brev wake up after successfully resisting the erosion, which might mean that he could get a meal and increase his strength - now he was just eating a mortal he had caught, and there was not much power in his flesh and blood, at best, grinding his teeth and quenching his hunger.

Norman didn't bother to pay attention to his slave's thoughts, he was busy now! It's not easy to temporarily adjust the defense system of the cave!

While this side was busy, the traversers overhead had already begun to attack.

At the forefront was the Berserker Reading, a lion-headed, unarmored creature with a deafening roar and a wind under his feet, like a meteor, rushing into the dark cavern.

Then, with a bang, he slammed into the obstacle in the air, where there was obviously nothing, and fell out solidly, just as he collided with Yunero who followed him, and the two of them turned into rolling gourds together.

"What's going on?" exclaimed someone in the back.

It was this time to say a word, boom, and several traversers rushed in one after another, crashed into the invisible obstacle, and fell out.

The only one who didn't fall out was the half-demon Heck, a small but powerful warrior who was completely unhindered and easily rushed in. Instead, he stopped suspiciously, looking back at his companions who had been stopped outside.

After thinking for a few seconds, he sensibly chose to step back and walked out of the cave.

"What's going on?" Yunero asked, surprised, who had just gotten up, "why were you stopped?"

"I wasn't stopped. Heck said.

Whether it was the one who noticed this scene just now, or the one who didn't see it clearly in the back, everyone's eyes fell on him.

What is the difference between Heck and others?

Short?

Gondor the Stalker, who was taller than him, tried to take a few steps inside, and sure enough, he was unhindered.

Loma, who was about the same size as Heck, noticed that the eyes of the crowd were looking at him, muttered a few words of dissatisfaction, and walked in, also unhindered.

"Damn! There's actually an enchantment here that specifically stops big men?" everyone was stunned and looked at each other.

Among the traversers, the vast majority of them are not small - a distinctive feature of the legendary race is that they are tall and big, among them, those who are about one meter eight tall are considered short, and the pandas that are close to two meters are only of medium stature, and two meters three or four are relatively tall.

In this way, wouldn't everyone except a few who were small in stature have to be stopped outside?

"Looks like a lot of fun...... I'll try!" Raisa, who was also short in stature, or rather petite, folded her wings and ran merrily towards the cavern, only to stumble into the invisible obstacle with a "bang" and stumble back as she clutched her forehead and screamed.

"What's the matter? Isn't 1.6 meters too tall?" she complained loudly.

More than one person laughed out loud.

After laughing, everyone began to study this strange enchantment.

Panda passed, no.

Half-giant Long Biao passed, no problem.

The bard Wang Tuhao passed, no.

Sheen the Minotaur passed, with some resistance, but still passed without a hitch.

......

After one experiment after another, more than half of the more than 50 traversers were stopped outside, and there were not even twenty people who could pass.

And the traversers also summed up the law that it blocks everyone: the clergy are all blocked regardless of race, and the rest of the people, who usually do good deeds, are blocked, who do both good things and bad things, and are generally inclined to good, are also blocked, and those who are generally inclined to evil are resistant but can pass, and there are relatively many people who can pass through the homecoming faction who farm monsters all day long......

All in all, this enchantment only stops the good guys and not the bad guys, and the worse it is, the less resistance there is.

Traversers, look at me, I look at you, and I don't know who couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "It's really worthy of being the territory of the villain Great Demon King......