Dark area...,

Disentas also arrived at the cliff passage, but more than ten minutes later than the Great Demon King. After he arrived, he saw that the top of the cliff was full of corpses of war demons and undead, and entered the passage without saying a word, but after climbing halfway, he had to retreat.

A hot breath came from the front of the passage, and a faint red light. The more you climbed forward, the higher the temperature, the higher it seemed, there was no limit. He didn't dare to try and could only retreat.

Less than two minutes after exiting, a hot, sulfur-filled airflow gushed out of the passage, and the hot lava with red light followed closely behind and continued to gush out of the passage.

After the lava reached the dark area, due to the ambient temperature drop, the cold wind was still blowing on the top of the cliff. The lava began to condense and accumulate rapidly, and finally blocked the passage entrance tightly.

It’s nothing to block it, just try to dig it open. The key is that Disentas felt that the space nearby began to fluctuate. He quickly realized that a large amount of high-energy lava passing through the passage is destroying the stable structure of the natural portal. If he does not take measures quickly, the portal is likely to disappear!

This is the only known way to connect the ground world and the dark area. If it is closed, with the boiling force of the ground world, it is very likely that he will lose contact with the ground world forever and be trapped in this terrible world full of goblins.

Disentas is a great magician and a master of the portal. He is responsible for building the portals used by the Dark Church several times. His achievements in the space portal are no less than those of the dragon clan, so he naturally knows how to stabilize the portal.

When the situation was urgent, he immediately began to act, gathered his spirit and recited the obscure mantras of ancient space magic.

As the spell progressed, the tip of the staff began to shine. This time the light was not the purple-black magic of death, but the translucent curling ripples like water. It seemed chaotic, but when you look closely, there were indescribable rules that were hidden in it.

The spell was very long, and it took more than three minutes before Disentas swung the staff. The weight of this staff was so heavy that the undead master used all his strength.

He raised his staff high and leaned heavily towards the rock wall next to the passage. A ball of water flew out from the tip of the staff, hitting the rock wall, making a "click" sound full of texture, and printing an extremely complex rune.

This was the first one, and then the staff in Disentas's hand was twitched repeatedly, and five runes were arranged near the entrance of the passage.

When the last rune was printed on the rock wall, the six runes emitted light together, forming a gas and constantly rotating. A translucent light surged out and flowed into the passage. The natural portal that was originally shaking but about to break suddenly became stable.

After doing all this, Disentas breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't pay attention, staggered and almost fell down.

What is required to stabilize the space portal is not magic, but the soul power of the spellcaster. The casting of these six space runes is already the limit of Disentas' ability.

After doing this, his strength dropped greatly, and it would take at least one year to recover.

As for this portal, it is impossible to use for the time being, so you have to find someone to dig it through.

In order to prevent the energy fluctuations during the excavation channel from interfering with the stability of the portal, no magic or any large machinery cannot be used during the excavation process. It can only be made of steel shovels and iron chisels, and the most primitive and safest method can be used to dig it through bit by bit.

But since this lava can overflow to the passageway, it means that the underground passage inside is basically blocked. This is definitely a huge project. Disentas felt a headache when he thought about it.

However, he was so insightful that he was now exhausted. The consumption of soul power made the icy blue light emitted in his eyes very dim. He had no time to think about this for the time being. He knelt on the ground and began to pray to the Lord of Death. He kept reciting the prayer dozens of times before he felt that he was more energetic. He stood up again, barely blessed a flying spell on himself, and flew off the cliff in a floating manner.

About half an hour later, Disentas returned to the secret camp of Silver Moon Forest. The camp was built on a natural underground cave that reached dozens of meters deep. It was very hidden, so you don’t have to worry about being discovered by a goblin airship that often flew over the sky.

Entering the underground cave, walking in the detoured underground passage for more than ten minutes, finally arrived at a huge underground hall where at least 3,000 dwarf demons were working. They collected various mechanical technologies from the wreckage of the goblin airship, sorted, analyzed, and then absorbed, and converted into dark mechanical technologies of the dwarf demons.

There is no doubt that this is a huge project and will not be able to achieve results in a while. To see the results of this project, patience is required.

After looking at it for a while, Disentas thought of the tragic situation of the passage and felt discouraged again. Even if there is a result, the passage back to the ground world has been blocked, and I don’t know when I can go back.

Just as he was watching, a deceased general appeared in the hall, watching from side to side, as if he was looking for someone, and after seeing Disentas, he immediately rushed over.

Disentas was angry and scolded, "God, haven't you been following General Samar? What are you doing here?"

He knew the undead and was one of the adjutants of Samar.

The undead general saluted humbly and said in the hollow voice unique to the undead: "Sir, I have something to report to you."

"Say." An ominous premonition appeared in Disentas' heart.

"What happened to General Samar. He encountered a large number of goblin ambushers in the Black Dragon Plain 500 miles east of the capital of the Sly Kingdom. The general was unfortunately captured and did not know his life or death." Although this was a big deal, God's tone was almost exactly the same as usual, and he could not hear any anxiousness. This is the case with the intermediate undead, and they lacked strings in their heads.

Disentas was stunned when he heard this, and then his anger surged out of his heart: "What is Samar doing to the Black Dragon Plain?"

Damn, does this guy think it's not too much trouble?

"The general is going to investigate the situation in the Kingdom of Slae."

"How could I encounter a goblin when I investigate the situation?" Disentas couldn't understand. Since he was near the Black Dragon Sect, he should have encountered a Black Dragon.

"The general killed many goblins on his way north. He said he wanted him to hate this gray-skinned gadget. By the time of the Black Dragon Plain, he had killed more than three hundred." Gold said in a dull tone.

However, Disentas was furious and roared: "How could I meet such a fool!"

Of course, ordinary goblins are very weak. Any skeleton soldier can kill them, but the problem is that those real goblin warriors are terrible. This Samair is not unaware of this. He actually killed more than 300 goblins all the way. It would be strange if this did not arouse public anger.

A top sword saint, who never talks about the ambush when he encounters an ambush. He was even captured. He has never seen such a stupid thing in his life!

"How did he get captured?" Diesentas asked gritted his teeth.

"The goblin developed a brand new musket bullet. After being hit, the magic of death will quickly be lost and become very weak. Generals and others were captured like this. At that time, I was still watching the skeleton war horses from behind, so I escaped." Gold's tone was as plain as ever, as if he was talking about someone else's affairs.

Disentas was shocked, but now he was exhausted, but he had no strength to get angry. He shook his hand and said, "Okay. I understand, that's it."

Fortunately, the idiot didn't know the specific location of the underground hall, otherwise it would be not difficult to pry Samir's mouth with the strange means of goblins.

"Sir, are you going to save the general?" Gold asked.

"No need. That idiot is looking for death by himself, no one can save him." Disentas waved his hand. He knew the terror of goblins, and he also knew the power they had now. Want to save people? That was simply delusion.

"yes."

Goblins' Kissing City, Volandisburg, Mechanical Alchemy Laboratory.

A dead soul was fixed on the metal bed by a high-strength alloy material. The dead soul was shaking its body left and right, but its movements were weak and powerless, and could not shake the metal bed at all.

The undead is tall and has dry skin and muscles on the surface of the body. It is the captured Samar.

Beside the metal bed, several goblin alchemists and engineers were surrounding Prince Gogel, explaining to the prince in an easy-to-understand manner what they were going to do.

"Your Highness, this undead is very powerful. He also has a magical martial arts. If we can apply this martial arts to our motorized armor, our strength will definitely be further improved."

"Not bad." Prince Gogel nodded: "What level can it reach?"

He doesn't care about the specific process, he only cares about what benefits he can get when doing this.

"It is very likely to surpass the King's 'Wrath of Thunder' armor."

"Very good!" Prince Gogel was very satisfied with the result.

Another goblin engineer said: "Your Majesty, this undead itself is also very powerful. We are also trying to control him and use it for us. There are some results at present."

"Oh, let's hear it." The prince was in a good mood.

Seeing that the prince was willing to listen to these obscure things, the goblin engineer hurriedly sorted out his thoughts and said as simple and clear as possible: "Your Highness, you see, the body of this undead is driven by the magic of death. We can change it to the magic of flame. This is not difficult. Then, we use the ultra-micro lattice krypton alloy that we have just developed as his skeleton, and then use ultra-high temperature steam as the driving force. Finally, we brand a slave contract in his soul to make you his only master, and then you can get a brand new motor warrior who is even more powerful in Wittstan!"

"No!!!" Samar was shocked on the metal bed and roared loudly. He struggled hard, but in the end it was just in vain. His strength could not escape the calculations of the goblin engineer, and the alloy shackles that fixed him had enough strength.

Prince Gogel laughed happily, stretched out his thin arm and patted Samar on the bed: "Don't be afraid, slave species, I won't abuse you. At most, I just want you to learn a few fluorescent dog barking, haha."

Samar struggled more and more powerfully, but he was useless at all.

The prince ignored him, and he encouraged his precious talents with kind words: "Okay, okay, you do your best. Just talk to me if you lack anything, and I will try my best to satisfy it. I only have one requirement, which is to be fast!"

"Yes, Your Highness, we will do our best!" The alchemist and the engineers were very happy. There were not many opportunities for the prince to support him so strongly. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!