Alien world

Chapter 893 124. Evidence
"The devil built a devil's gate underground!"

As the words fell, Naga beside him and Olmedo standing by the portal looked at him at the same time.

Marshal Galkin leaned forward: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"No, I didn't see it..." Annan shook his head, "But I saved a Durikan daughter in the devil's dungeon, and she said it herself."

"What about her?"

"We got separated when we escaped."

"There are no witnesses, no personal sightings, just hearsay... You want me to put this answer into the hands of the king and ministers?"

Annan's black eyes flashed with determination: "Don't worry, I will bear any consequences."

"you……"

Grand Marshal Galkin closed his mouth. He suddenly realized that the boy standing in front of him was the King of the North, the Lord of Liberty City, and a good friend of the Tatooine Empire.

"Heh..." Marshal Galkin snorted, "Whatever you want..."

He is qualified to take responsibility.

"What is the Devil's Gate?"

"That abominable red dragon warlock really has a conspiracy, and he actually wants to have a truce with us!"

"Ilimoyas and the others are still in the black rift, we are separated..."

"Okay, I'm on the Anna River east of the mountain city."

Annan showed hesitation in letting Liberty City go to the battlefield.

"Let's talk about old times later." Grand Marshal Galkin stepped forward and stood in front of the portal. "Annan Reeves accepted my secret mission last night and sneaked into the black rift to investigate. He just escaped from there. Come out because he discovered the Devil's Gate."

"What is the Mage Tower doing? How could the devil hide a devil's gate under our noses!"

After a moment of silence, Marshal Galkin spoke and stood up from the overburdened sofa. "Also, ask your foreign subordinates to stay away. The king and ministers may not like it after a while."

Naga puffed out his chest and was still burly, but the murloc was even lower because of his invisible and intangible nobility.

Annan refused: "They saved my life and they were also my witnesses."

"Open the door in three minutes."

"Understood, let's pick you up first, and then go to the Black Crack."

"Don't worry, we are just putting a little pressure on the Red Dragon Warlock, it will not know our true strength."

As the oval teleportation door opened, the magnificent parliament hall appeared in front of us.

An old man sitting third to the right of the king sighed: "I never imagined that the Reeves family could rise again in Middle-earth. When I went to your territory, it was your father who received me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion broke out in the council hall.

Counting the time, Marshal Galkin should have arrived at the parliament hall. Annan closed the portal here and opened the portal there.

Annan had seen these outlines in a circle when he first arrived in the mountain city, including the old king sitting in the middle - his precious jewel-encrusted crown was still fresh in Annan's memory.

Marshal Galkin took the heavy horse brought by Olmedo and left. Olmedo, who was left behind, asked: "What can we do?"

"My lord Misgma, please quickly destroy these demons who have desecrated the city of mages——"

"We must attack! Destroy the Demon Gate before it poses a greater threat!"

The big shots were talking a lot, and one of the voices made Annan feel a little relieved.

"Quiet!" The old king tapped the ground with his jeweled cane.

His majesty was still there, and the ministers and congressmen quickly became quiet.

"Annan Reeves." The old king looked at Annan kindly, like a neighbor's grandfather: "Did you see the Devil's Gate with your own eyes?"

"No, the one who saw the Devil's Gate was a Durikan daughter I rescued underground."

"What about her?"

"We separated when we escaped." Annan repeated what he had said to Marshal Galkin.

The old king stared deeply at Annan: "In other words, you didn't see the Devil's Gate with your own eyes, right?"

"Yes……"

wow——

There was another uproar in the council chamber, but this time it was dominated by complaints and dissatisfaction, and some people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shut up!"

Grand Marshal Galkin suddenly interrupted everyone's discussion: "You only need to talk about how to solve that damn Devil's Gate now. I will bear all the consequences."

Annan looked at the stalwart back of Marshal Galkin in surprise.

Compared with the care Marshal Galkin gave to his own people, that cousin was not even qualified to carry his shoes...

"Grand Marshal Galkin believes in you, I have no reason to doubt..." The old king smiled and nodded at Annan, looking around at the others: "Then, my subjects, how should we face that devil's door?"

Everyone was discussing again, and this time the focus was on how to destroy the Devil's Gate.

After all, it is one of the participating countries of the Snow Mountain Fortress, and there are no cowards in the Dimon Kingdom.

Annan finally knew what the Devil's Gate was - it was pretty much what he had guessed, it was a portal that directly connected the abyss to the main plane.

The hell gates are also divided into levels. The lowest level is the temporary portal, which is only stronger than the demon summoning and can only let low-level demons pass through. High-level demon gates can allow mid-level and high-level demons to pass through, and the most advanced ones can even allow the phantoms of legends and demon kings to appear...

Based on the emphasis the Red Dragon Warlock places on him, it is likely to be the latter two...

The big shots agreed that a thunderous strike was needed to destroy the Black Rift along with the Demon Gate.

The mountain city can do it, but it has to pay some price... So they didn't directly destroy the black rift before, but sent people to deal with the demon forward.

When they talked about letting the mage tower gather magic power to completely annihilate everything in the black rift, Annan suddenly said: "No, my people are still inside!"

Everyone frowned but said nothing. Marshal Galkin turned around: "The situation at the Devil's Gate is unknown. Every second of delay, countless demons will pour out. You are the lord and you should know that this is war.

"We have to choose the smallest price among countless losses. At this moment, the smallest price is your people."

Annan could understand, but could not accept that Ilimoyas and the Evil Legion died in ignorance: "But don't forget, we are reinforcements. You can't treat people who lend a helping hand to you like this."

Marshal Galkin was silent for a moment and asked without looking back: "How long does it take to prepare a spell?"

"thirty minutes."

Soon, someone gave the answer.

"You heard me, I'll give you thirty minutes. A full deployment will leave the mountain city empty. If something goes wrong at this time, it will be a big problem."

Annan said resolutely: "Not enough, one hour. There are not only the evil legions in the black rift, but also the soldiers who have dedicated themselves to the snow mountain fortress. I want to bring them back together."

Grand Marshal Galkin had a complicated expression, as if he had remembered something, and sighed, "In an hour, the energy condensed by the Mage Tower will completely destroy the black rift."

(End of this chapter)