The sound of whining and whining like the wind and the sound of brushing and breaking the sky are echoing between heaven and earth.

The soldiers of the Fourth Legion, who had been paraded through the eternal night, were marching south in a neat formation, and they would appear at the outlet to the north in two weeks' time, and launch a strong assault to open a safe passage through the north.

And Raymond and Willard, who were standing on the top of the third peak of the Ice Crystal Mountain Range, watched them go away, but they had different moods.

Willard, whose eyes were reddish and his breath was a little heavy, looked very excited with his fists clenched and hanging down on the sides of his legs, so today was the day of the counterattack on the northern frontier, and she firmly believed that the northern frontier would be recaptured just around the corner.

And Raymond, who was standing beside her, didn't have any special feelings about the recapture of the northern frontier, but after witnessing the incomparably strong strength of the Fourth Legion, he had a deep emotion, and there was also a strange emotion piling up in his heart.

The eternal night, which had been dormant for more than 300 years, had awakened three days earlier, and according to Meredith's plan, when the outlet connecting the Far North and the northern frontier was recaptured, the Second Army would also be quickly mobilized and used as the main force for the counterattack on the northern frontier.

The two legions that are expected to be dispatched have more than 50,000 Nightmare Sons with strength above the dawn-level wizards, two thousand Dawn-level commanders, plus the high-end combat power sent by those powerful forces attached to the Frozen City, which suddenly showed the combat power data in front of him, which made Raymond deeply shocked.

Although Eternal Night himself will not appear on the battlefield in the Northern Frontier, according to Meredith's speculation, this time the battle to recapture the Purple Plains, recapture Hurricane City, recapture the entire Northern Frontier, and then expel all the Sith tribes back to their original plane will be fully assured.

Under the light of the midday sun. The huge army of dark clouds that was gradually fading away was finally about to disappear from sight, and Willard, who breathed a long sigh of relief, let out a sigh of relief. "Just one-third of the strength of the Eternal Night is already equivalent to more than ten times the combat power of the original northern frontier, and the end of the Sith tribe has arrived......"

Raymond, who turned his face sideways, looked at Willard, who was so excited that his face turned red, and smiled. "Among the people who came with Meredith from the north, except for her mother and daughter and the sick beauty Misiah, it seems that you and I are the only ones left who have not joined the battle, why are you unwilling to set foot in Hurricane City in the first place. Take back everything you've lost?"

"Cut...... I'm not a native of the Nightmare Realm in the first place, and after losing my beloved Evely, the entire Realm doesn't mean anything to me......"

Willard, whose face had lost his blood, made Raymond lose his words, but she smiled after her. After taking two steps back from the corner of her skirt, she spun around under Raymond's gaze. There was a silver bell-like laugh. "It's okay. Do you think this image is still in line with my identity?"

The upper body is wearing a red hollow tight-fitting leather armor, and under the slender waist is a white floor-falling long dress, with Willard's rotation of the flying skirt corners and Yang long purple hair scattered, making Willard seem to be a blooming gorgeous lily, leaving aside her slightly contrived expression, but very much like a lady's appearance.

I saw that Willard's eyes had wings of expectation. But his expression was still with a hint of sadness, but Raymond, who hesitated, laughed loudly. "If I can get rid of your contrived expression, I can have a little bit of a lady's taste, but unfortunately I haven't seen other dark elves. But there seems to be something missing from such a figure......"

Willard, who stopped spinning at the corners of his skirt, glared at Raymond and pouted, but her deliberate cuteness made Raymond feel even more weird, and his face couldn't help but show a handsome expression.

"It's really no vision, the dark elves are known for their beauty, how come they can't get any praise when they come to you......"

As he spoke, Willard, who had regained his original hearty appearance, raised his hand after thinking about it, condensed a memory light ball, and threw it directly to Raymond. "This is the plane information I got from the Abyssal Beaver Clan, and they can't even pay for the broken magic weapon I repaired, so I have to use this to pay!"

"Abyssal beavers, are they so poor?"

"They were also captured from the abyssal plane, just because they have some special abilities, so they are saved from the fate of being treated as food like succubi, and they always have a little relationship with my dark elf clan, so ...... There are a little more resources to be exchanged for them......"

Willard's explanation also reminded Raymond of the old patriarch of the Abyssal Beaver, the race that had relocated from the Far North and the Western Regions had come to seek refuge in the Frozen City, and it was almost impossible for these alien races to survive in the far north of the Nightmare World, and it was almost impossible for them to be independent, and it was a blessing for them not to be reduced to the fate of slavery or food.

It's not easy to survive, but many times you have to make a choice.

Thinking of what Willard said before about 'seeking refuge', Raymond was also a little helpless for a while, not to mention that with the eternal night waking up from its deep sleep, the battle of dimensional plundering would not be too long away.

And......

With the awakening of the eternal night, he and Willard, who did not join the ranks of the counterattack on the northern frontier, could not always be under Gracie's protection, so the requests made by Meredith when they met yesterday must be carefully considered.

While thinking about it, the dimensional data in the memory light ball thrown by Willard was stored in the chip, and as the chip completed the examination of these dimensional data, Raymond, who received the chip warning, began to check it.

Abyssal beavers are a race with a unique talent, and although they do not have the ability to travel between planes, they can locate their spatial location relatively accurately through the remnants of breath taken from items from other planes.

Wizard Plane, Abyss Plane, Spirit Lake Plane, Sea of Bones Plane......

There are dozens of dimensional information stored in this memory light ball given by Willard, and among them, Raymond is familiar with the fairy plane and the wizard plane, but unfortunately there is only a general introduction but no specific spatial coordinates!

Stunned and then excited, but then Raymond was confused and suspicious!

"As far as I know, all spatial coordinates are time-sensitive, according to the law that the plane is in motion, it is necessary to carry out accurate positioning to be able to teleport in space, otherwise it is likely to enter the space-time turbulence or even an inexplicable space-time gap, and it will never be able to return!"

Raymond's words caused Willard to glance at him in disgust before she screamed. "Be content!, the Abyssal Beaver Clan regards these dimensional data as wealth at the bottom of the box, and if it weren't for the extremely high value of the magic weapon I repaired for them this time, they would rather be in debt than reveal it!"

Willard's tone puzzled Raymond a little, and he thought for a moment before asking. "Why do you want them to come up with these plane coordinates in return?"

"What else can you think, this is the extreme north of the Nightmare World Realm, although the northern frontier is likely to be quickly recaptured, but I myself am thinking of paying some price to obtain this information, and I may be able to return to the abyssal plane to live in the future......"

"Although the Abyss Plane is a middle and high plane, it is connected to the Extreme Hell Plane, and the introduction I have seen in the classics makes it even more difficult to survive there!"

"But it's always the birthplace of the Dark Elves, and I always feel like I've been summoned there, so I'll go back if I have the chance......"

Seeing that Willard said solemnly, Raymond still asked with a pretended relaxation. "This ...... Is it a kind of homesickness?"

Turning his gaze to the direction in which the Second Legion had disappeared in the distance, Willard, who had paused for a long time, lowered his head and sighed. "Maybe...... It seems to have some kind of similar feeling......" (to be continued......