"The spatial fluctuations have stabilized and teleportation is possible!"
The guard's reminder lifted everyone's spirits, and they put down what they were doing or opened their eyes from their slumber.
Mo Bei and others looked at each other and smiled, feeling that it was better to come early than to come by chance.
"Advance transmission of supplies!"
The guard added, calling those who acted as human backpacks together.
The maximum transmission limit of this teleportation station is ten people. If you teleport five times within half an hour, the formation base will overheat.
If the space fluctuations are still stable when the formation base cools down, then others can continue to teleport, but if space ripples appear again, those who failed to teleport away will have to wait for the next time.
The crack in the space barrier is inherently unstable, and in many cases this relative stability can only last for more than ten minutes.
This situation makes the guardians of the Demon Fortress a headache, but after all, this is considered an interdimensional teleportation, and it is not easy to achieve teleportation.
Before he actually arrived there, Mo Bei already felt the pressure of being restricted.
If the situation is critical and the transmission here is delayed, it will be simply helpless.
But then I thought about it, those of them who were the last to arrive would probably have to wait for the next teleportation, and I couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Happy early.
Unexpectedly, the thin middle-aged man patted him on the shoulder and said:
"What are you doing standing around, go quickly!"
Mo Bei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
yes! The supplies he carries on his body are much more than those twenty or so people combined!
Thinking of this, how could he be polite? He led his teammates to stand next to the teleportation circle. As a result, he attracted sideways glances from the people around him.
There was nothing I could do about it. Standing next to these low-level job transferees, my group felt a little out of place. It even made people wonder whether the welfare at Lu Gaoyin's place was particularly good.
There was nothing unusual about the teleportation. After a while, the six people appeared in another unfamiliar environment with a change of light and shadow and a strong sense of distortion.
It is surrounded by gray-white stone walls. Under the flickering firelight, it reflects a cold and hard luster similar to metal, making it look extremely solid.
However, the cracks on them are mottled, and they have obviously experienced a cruel baptism of war. Some of the columns were even directly cast from fine iron as a replacement for repairs.
As the base point of a stable space barrier, few people know where the true core of this fortress is located.
"Let's go to the storage room together after they calm down."
As soon as he saw the surrounding scene clearly, a rough voice sounded in his ears. Mo Bei looked around and saw that the speaker was not handsome in appearance and not tall in stature, but his words were extremely sonorous and powerful.
Seeing six eyes converging on him, the person who spoke was also stunned.
This is a true inter-dimensional teleportation, and the sense of space distortion is stronger than that of ultra-long-distance teleportation. The other twenty or so people, without exception, are all stuck in the lake.
What is the situation with these six?
"Where is the storage room?" Mo Bei asked.
"You're also here to deliver supplies?"
"Yeah, just a little by the way."
Hearing this, the man nodded slightly, his eyes a little more scrutinizing. The more he looked at Mo Bei and his group, the more unusual they felt.
But Mo Bei told several of his companions that they should go and get familiar with the surroundings first, while he was the only one who stayed.
The man looked at Mo Bei again, feeling a little guilty.
How much can this person carry with him?
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Mo Bei wanted to take this opportunity to learn something first. After announcing his name, he asked:
"What is the current situation of the Demon Fortress?"
"Not too optimistic!" The man named Fleet frowned and said in a deep voice:
"The central area of the City of God's Punishment suffered another large-scale collapse more than ten days ago. Countless monsters surged out along with the lava. Until now, the fighting there has not subsided. If this continues, I'm worried that this place will be destroyed in the future. It’s going to be surrounded by flames and lava.”
The ever-expanding River of Fire is the biggest threat facing the Demon Fortress today. Mo Bei still knew something about this, but he didn't know about this latest incident yet.
Without being at the scene in person, he didn't know how accurate the large-scale collapse mentioned by Fleet was, but he could still roughly grasp some information from the duration of the battle.
After a while, the twenty-odd people recovered from the discomfort of the teleportation, and each one covered his head and kept wailing.
But with the mission in hand, they could only stand up and follow Fleet out of the teleportation station.
Mo Bei walked among them, thinking that he could run a few more times when he felt that he was fine.
The area of the entire fortress is less than a quarter of Harrogas, and there are not many people active inside.
But looking out through the huge stone pillars, we can see that there is a strict war camp surrounding the fortress, with firelight flickering, smoke rising from many places, and ant-sized figures walking back and forth, busy but orderly.
It was built by human pioneers using local materials, because the area inside the demon fortress is so large that it is not enough to accommodate many people. Now it mainly relies on the camp below as a base for combatants to rest and supply.
At the edge of the camp is a dark steel barrier. It looks a bit messy due to repeated repairs. It feels like you can just pick up something and weld it up. After breaking it, it can be melted back again.
There is no natural light source, and the situation outside the camp can only be illuminated in a small area by the braziers on some sentry towers.
But further away, there are still some faintly visible cracks in the ground glowing red, which should be churning magma.
It can be seen that the situation that Fleet is worried about is not impossible.
If the plain of despair where the demon fortress is located is completely swallowed up by the river of flames, the situation here will definitely be more difficult and even unsustainable.
Except for the war camps around the Demon Fortress, the biggest difference between this place and what Mo Bei knew from the game is that Tyrell is not here.
Not only that, he had never heard anyone mention the name Yizuer before, so he took the initiative to ask Kane. Kane only said that there was a very inconspicuous record in the Horadrim ancient books, Tyrell. When mentioning Yinaris, he once mentioned another one of his lieutenants named Yizuer.
Mo Bei found this connection a bit strange.
Why did Tyrael's right and left men betray the High?
In this way, wouldn't the Archangel of Justice lose face in the Anglis Council?
If you have the chance, you can dig deeper into the reasons.
At the same time, he was also secretly vigilant, and he certainly could not ignore Yizuer's existence.
This time he came to the Demon Fortress to search for clues about this fallen angel, which was one of his main purposes.
It would be fine if there is no gain, but I am afraid that the opponent is secretly holding back a big move and has to guard against it.
Fleet led a group of people into a closed stone room inside the fortress, and motioned to the leader to take out the list of items they had stored.
The two job transferees each took out the letter paper with the lacquer seal and handed it to the guard here.
It can be seen from the emblems branded on it that the two teams are from Enstinger and Alcanas respectively.
Mo Bei took out two scrolls and handed them out.
Everyone was stunned.
What does this mean?
But soon their faces were filled with complex expressions of shock, speechlessness, and disbelief. They were shocked to see Mo Bei take out supplies that could only fit in two three-masted sailboats by himself.
Is this what you mean by the way?
