The bronze chest, which Jensen placed on the ground, made a "crackling" sound, like a water-drenched stone with a belt.

The chest has four trapezoidal sides, embellished with black and flame-red crystals that sparkle with pulsations that seem to breathe.

This container has the narrowest front and the two sides on the side.

Its lid is made of several pale blue crystals that form a special pattern.

To the surprise of the damage management soldiers and crooked mouths present, it was still behind, with the pulsation and sound of energy, the bronze box automatically lifted the lid, and the light blue smoke instantly poured out, and quickly condensed into shape.

"It's ...... A gateway to the otherworld?"

Crooked mouth, eyes wide. As an illusion mage, although his spell-casting ability is not high, he still has a certain amount of knowledge, "Your Excellency Pasha is ready to let those people come back and participate in today's battle?"

He was answered by a deafening burst of laughter.

"It's finally back," a huge figure stepped out of the gate of the other world, stepping on the flat land under the mooring tower, and after half a month, the ogre strong man Naru returned to the world of ashes again, "still in Beit City, the capital of the Medici Empire......"

"Be quiet, and watch around. ”

It was not someone else who reminded Nalu, it was the witch doctor Palu who followed him, and when he learned that the young blue dragon might have met their old opponent, he took the initiative to ask Ying to come back and participate in the battle, "Save some strength and turn back to deal with that demon lord." ”

The three ogre brothers have always acted together, and Blue, who "always has an idea", is behind the two brothers.

With a "whaling fork" in his hand and a "food box" behind him, he led a group of heavily armed polar bear warriors, several camel shamans, and some young people who looked like desert elves, and the last group to step out of the portal across the plane.

It has been cultivating in the island world for a long time, and with its orderly rule and management, the Scales of Eternal Order Chamber of Commerce has not only gained a firm foothold, but also gained a group of fans. They will come to the battle as mercenaries of the alien race.

Originally, according to Quest's plan, the secrets of the existence of the island world would still be hidden for a long time.

However, with the sudden appearance of the Worm Tyrant, a demon lord who hates him may come at any time, and the young blue dragon, who has always expected the enemy to be lenient, naturally does not have the stupid intention of "keeping a hand".

Of course, before leaving, he still asked the half-lich Snead to add a "insurance" himself - every "mercenary" who came in front of him had to sign a curse contract to ensure that no information about the island world would be revealed.

And Quis also made a guarantee: anyone who participated in this battle with the demon lord and was able to return to the island world alive would all be able to obtain the status of "agent" of the Chamber of Commerce and enjoy the lowest discount on purchasing goods.

You must know that the goods dumped by the Scales of Eternal Order into the island world are all strategic items that are of high value in that world.

Whether it's papyrus to hold knowledge, or steel to craft weapons and armor, if the local aborigines can become "agents", they have the right to enjoy the monopoly of those "in-demand goods" in a certain area.

And this, until now, in the island world, is a special treatment that belongs to the top nobles. Therefore, even though they know that the trip is extremely risky, many people still flock to it.

Among them, most of them are shamans from the original Camel Empire, as well as the children of the Polar Bear nobles who are on the edge of Houjian Island.

The former, who want to be able to pass on knowledge, need a lot of papyrus, while the latter, who want to be able to improve their status, need a lot of steel to arm their warband.

Some of these "dream-bearing" visitors from the Alternate Plane felt a little uncomfortable when passing through the portal. However, the Polar Bear and the Hump are far superior to ordinary humans, and they only recuperate for a while.

"There's something wrong with these smogs, it's better to hand them out some of those pig-nosed gas masks. ”

As soon as he arrived, the sour smell in the air made Palu, who was accustomed to the fresh, humid air of the island world, feel a little pungent. Out of an abundance of caution, he pulled out a gooseneck bottle with a special breath-extraction device and pulled the piston on it to extract some air.

The air that was pumped into the gooseneck flask immediately reacted with the voodoo solvent at the bottom of the bottle, as if someone had performed a magic trick, and the colorless and transparent solution turned pale green, and a twisting acid mist worm appeared in the belly of the bottle.

"What's going on?" asked Paladin Jensen as he walked over, looked at him for a moment, and then asked.

"It has been established that this haze is caused by the gas leaking from the Acid Mist Canyon plane, and that 'old friend' ......" Palu paused, poked his finger at a device at the mouth of the bottle, and another voodoo solvent sprayed out, killing the larvae of the Acid Mist worms struggling in the bottle...... I'm afraid it's not very peaceful. ”

In the city of Beit, there is an undercurrent.

The chaos of last night seemed to have faded, and the people whose minds had been filled with anger had become sober, and they no longer gathered together to push and fight each other, but quietly dispersed like snowflakes that had fallen secretly on a winter night.

There are also some bold vendors who have already set up stalls in the bazaar. But it was the low tide of the day-night cycle, and after a night of patrolling and driving away the troublemakers, the weary and languishing guards dozed off with their spears.

On the west side of the city center, there is a bell tower. Every day at dawn, the bell would ring there to wake up the city's citizens, but the bell of dawn that used to be punctual in the past came much later today, and it has not been sounded until now.

The bell tower in the mist was reflected by a glimmer of light from the blazing sun on the horizon, dragging a shadow obliquely.

Shrouded in deep darkness, no one saw the equally dark shadow, climbing the wall with spider-like agility and lightness.

One, two, three...... At first glance, those ghosts look like worms.

In the recital room of the bell tower, dark shadows gather in one place, stacked layer by layer, and gradually have a "thickness".

On the floor next to them, the two attendants who were responsible for striking the bell, along with their colleagues outside the door, were lying on the ground in a row with no wounds on their bodies, but they were forced to embrace death.

The faces of these victims were blue, as if they were telling, wanting to tell others what terrible things they had witnessed before they died.

If you want to enter the material plane from the bottomless abyss, even those scum demons who do not enter the stream, it is as difficult as the blue sky.

Ordinary Great Demons, if they did not induce mortals to perform a large amount of blood sacrifice in advance, with their own strength, could not resist the resistance and banishment of the plane itself against this evil and chaotic creature.

But the Worm Tyrant took a different path.

He used the two-dimensional world as a transit point, and first let the clone enter the two-dimensional world, but only borrowed a small amount of chaotic power brought by a limited degree of riot as his own help.

By changing from a two-dimensional creature to a three-dimensional creature, he cleverly "smuggled" into the world of ashes.

"It's dawn here," said a humanoid creature in pitch-black robes as it finally finished stacking up, breathing in the more sour air, and said with satisfaction, "It's quiet." ”