278 Three Kings Part 1 (1/2)

Saleen was scaring Daniel, because he wanted to use this opportunity to acquire some obscure materials. Even though these abyssal creatures were not of a high grade, they were still unique and precious to the mages of Myers in this day and age.

Had these abyssal materials been acquired earlier, Sregl Island would not have had to employ an extreme method such as sealing the island to deal with their complicated situation in the first place.

However, there had been no alternatives either. After all, Sregl Island could not fall out with Alchemy City, but heat-tolerant equipment could be produced from the materials from the abyssal creatures, and they would have no issues entering the volcano anymore.

Saleen looked at the dead abyssal creatures with much regret and said to Daniel, ”In that case, you don't have to do any other work anymore. Just concentrate on summoning the creatures in the death dimension during this period of time.”

The mages from the Sregl Island had thought of a question. If the Myers plane ran into this planar collision, what would they do? These mages might have only been grand mages and could possibly even die before becoming sorcerers, but they had rather high self-regard.

If such an event really took place, the creatures from both planes would fight to their deaths, and only less than one percent of the population would survive. Eventually, this little bit of remaining life would reproduce and their powers would flood the entire plane.

If such a thing happened, would the humans on the Myers Mainland be able to survive until the end? Humans had long lost the tyrannical powers that they had possessed tens of thousands of years ago.

Saleen pondered these questions for a moment, but did not become fixated on them. He felt that this was not his business. A planar collision would only occur a few million years later, and by then he would have passed away, so there was simply no point to thinking about these issues.

The history of humans only went back for about tens of thousands of years. Even if Saleen found a solution now, the people who were around millions of years later would not know about it anyways.

The most important matter at hand now was killing the lightning dragon and extracting its materials. After selling them, the money obtained would greatly lessen the financial burden of constructing the city.

Even so, Saleen had forgotten about one thing. All of their thoughts were only assumptions. The planar collision was indeed unrelated to Saleen, but what about a planar invasion?

Within a narrow mountain crack in the death dimension was a pile of bodies belonging to the death creatures. An insane fight was taking place on the mountaintop. The few intelligent death creatures were commanding countless spirits in the fight against the strange-looking abyssal creatures.

As countless skeletons, ghosts, dolls, and bone beasts clashed with the abyssal war weapons, an earth-shattering sound filled the air.

This war was about to end. As the number of death creatures greatly overwhelmed that of the abyssal creatures, all of the abyssal creatures were massacred.

A blood-red sun in the overcast sky shone on the horrifying scene on the ground. Every single intelligent creature was focusing on the final battle, as the flaming dragon from the abyssal plane was bombarded by the bone holy beast. Now that the powerful flaming dragon had left the abyssal plane, its power was only that of level-8 or level-9. As it struggled with all its might, it spit out flames which were hundreds of meters in length.

However, all of its efforts were in vain. A brilliant light from the sole horn on the forehead of the bone holy beast managed to negate the flames from the flaming dragon in midair. Across the withered land, hundreds of giant arms emerged from the ground and grabbed onto the flaming body of the flaming dragon.

These arms were not afraid of being burned. Furthermore, the flames on the flaming dragon's body were already very faint, and being clawed at by those gigantic arms now, the flames were gradually extinguished.

Under the blood-red sun, three zombie-like death creatures were engaged in a conversation. They spoke in impeccable death language. They were the death creatures of the highest grade who ruled over the death dimension. The reason they had gotten together was solely because they had run into a powerful adversary.

”Banchajanna, how did you transform the teleportation portal into a dimensional passageway?” A spirit dozens of meters tall said to another spirit who was just as tall.

The spirit named Banchajanna had a human face, but had six arms, looking like a spirit.

”Why must it be me who caused that thing to appear? Diyabannersa, what do you mean by that?” Banchajanna replied unhappily. He could not have known that an ancient manmade magic array would be transformed into a permanent dimensional passageway. Such a thing like this could not be predicted, and he did not have the power to accomplish it either. This strange thing must have been created by the humans in the past.

”Okay, that's enough. Banchajanna would never cause such a thing to happen. This time around, he has lost the most people, while we have only lost one third of our manpower. Diyabannersa, stop talking. We should quickly think of a solution to destroy this passageway.”

”It isn't possible!” Diyabannersa was anxious. That was a dimensional passageway which possessed the ability to tear through space. If it was forcefully destroyed, a dimensional storm would occur which would result in the deaths of at least half of the death creatures. Furthermore, the other half which survived would also be left in a very terrible state. The dimensional storm could shred the soul, and those death creatures did not have the protection of human flesh. While in the dimensional storm, they would simply disappear slowly, and that was scarier than dying.

”Let's throw that thing in. It will surely clog the passageway.”

”Judikaka, that thing is shared among the three of us. Can you bear to throw it away?”

”Of course not, but the abyssal plane is much larger than the death dimension. If an invasion like this happens repeatedly, our losses will be greater,” the spirit named Judikaka replied.

Diyabannersa was rendered speechless. Fortunately during this invasion, the abyssal monarch had not appeared. If the abyssal monarch appeared, it was highly likely that a death creature of the same grade as it would have also fallen.

The abyssal plane had countless levels, but the death dimension only had one level. There were too few monarch-grade spirits. Including the three of them, there were only less than ten spirit monarchs.