The sacred Goddess statue shimred with light as one Elf Chosen One after another slowly erged from the void.
And each ti the teleportation completed, they would be montarily bewildered, but soon, with excitent, followed the "seniors" who had been teleported ahead towards the black vortex.
One after another, group by group, they instinctively ford a perfect cycle.
There was no need for the Dwarf Pope to reorder the new Chosen Ones.
The Dwarf Warrior, who had never seen such a formation, looked astonished, but the battle-hardened Grey Robe and Tonglu were unfazed by it.
The Chosen Ones were like this, highly motivated and proactive.
Pope Grey Robe looked around, casually stopping an excited Chosen One rushing toward the vortex, and said:
"Elf friend, please wait a mont."
The Elf he called out to got a jolt, quickly stopping in his tracks.
He flew to the Pope’s side with excitent and said:
"My Lord! Do you have a task for ?"
The Dwarf Pope nodded:
"Go inside, observe the situation, and then return to tell what’s happening in there."
"Alright!"
The Elf, being called out to, nodded excitedly before rushing into the black vortex under the envious gazes of others.
The Chosen Ones were still being teleported, while the Dwarves quietly waited.
About five minutes later, a tall figure burst out of the black vortex, instantly disrupting the line of Elves and causing a series of curses.
However, the person who rushed out did not care at all, instead excitedly approaching the Dwarf Pope:
"Dwarf Lord! I’m back!"
"How is it inside?"
Pope Grey Robe asked hurriedly.
"Demons! There are lots of demons! They are currently battling those being teleported inside!"
The Elf said.
"And the environnt?"
The Pope asked again.
"The map is vast, with no end in sight, and it’s eerie like an undead world, with serious abyssal corruption."
The Elf answered.
Hearing his report, Pope Grey Robe and Tonglu exchanged glances.
"It’s relatively safe, I think we can go in."
Tonglu said in a deep voice.
The Pope pondered for a mont and said:
"Then let’s prepare to enter, just to prevent Balot from closing the Door of Xiyou."
Although they can maintain the teleportation outside the sealed space, it would be troubleso if the Door of Xiyou were closed, so the best choice is to enter the vortex with the Chosen Ones.
Once they enter the vortex, there is no turning back; it’s either Balot’s death or theirs.
But the Dwarves have no choice left.
This is the last chance and also the best chance!
"Everyone pack up, bring the Goddess statue, and prepare to enter! Be careful not to leave the statue’s illuminating range to prevent abyssal forces from corrupting you!"
The Pope said to the Dwarves.
After saying that, he smiled at the reporting Chosen One:
"Thank you for your hard work."
Receiving the Dwarf Pope’s gratitude, the Chosen One scratched his head and laughed sheepishly.
However, he did not leave, but instead looked at the Pope with bright, expectant eyes.
The Pope, realizing his intent, nodded at Tonglu, who then took out a precious gemstone from his pocket and handed it to the Chosen One, saying:
"This is your reward."
These Chosen Ones are very obedient.
However, a reward needs to be given afterward.
Otherwise, they might cling persistently or show clear dissatisfaction, even granting them glares and complaints...
This was also what Pope Grey Robe and Tonglu discovered after several summons.
The reward doesn’t need to be substantial, as long as there is one.
Of course, more is better as you can clearly feel the change in the Chosen Ones’ attitude.
They beco more amiable and even encourage more Chosen Ones to take a liking to you, vying for the chance to be assigned tasks.
Receiving the gemstone, the Chosen One bead with a wide smile.
He bowed to the Dwarf Pope and Tonglu before laughing heartily as he turned and dashed towards the vortex.
The Dwarves were also quickly ready for battle.
They guarded the beautiful Goddess statue, advancing towards the black vortex under the Pope and Tonglu’s leadership.
Tonglu took the lead.
As the strongest in the group, he was obliged to lead the charge.
This "Sky Knight" took a deep breath, heightened his vigilance, and entered the vortex...
In an instant, the vision turned pitch black.
As though passing through a layer of viscous liquid, Tonglu felt an indescribable pressure coming from all directions.
This pressure ca swiftly and dissipated just as quickly, and after a few struggles, he sensed himself passing through an unseen barrier.
The howling of demons and the battle cries of Elves ca from all around, accompanied by the scent of blood and a nauseating stench that filled his nostrils, while his darkened vision gradually beca clear.
What greeted his eyes was a desolate world, the sky dim and dark, with pitch-black clouds roiling and flickering with lightning.
On the ground lay an endless wasteland, tainted with a deep blackness.
This was the result of abyssal energy corrosion.
Skeletons and bones were scattered everywhere, clearly aged, likely remnants from the Dwarf army during the sealing of Balot.
The Chosen Ones who had already been teleported stood firm, forming a circular barrier, battling an endless mass of demons...
"The Sealed Land! This is the Sealed Land! It was the Divine Country before Balot’s fall!"
The Dwarf Pope said solemnly as he caught up.
The Goddess statue was also brought inside, emitting golden beams of light, like a beacon in the dark, slowly dispelling the surrounding abyssal aura.
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