Han Dong had to admit, his eyes were truly useful.
The moment the team broke through the "atmosphere," they caught sight of battle fluctuations taking place hundreds of kilometers away, hidden within a swamp.
Under normal circumstances,
the Mystic University Professors, who leaned toward absolute neutrality, would not have cared, much less gone looking for trouble... but the situation was different now.
Even after the known traitor, Morgan, had defeated the Lower-ranking Old King M.O. head-on,
any outsider who still dared to search for clues and enter this special planet through the Seventh Rift had to possess considerable strength.
Such strength could potentially affect the Seal Plan.
If other forces were confirmed to be involved, it was necessary to issue a declaration and warning in advance... and just as Dean Dale had said, if the warning proved ineffective, they could be directly eliminated.
As everyone rushed toward the swamp at top speed,
they discovered that this swamp covered an astonishingly vast area, with ancient temples of all sizes scattered throughout it.
Moreover, the entire swamp was shrouded in a dense, highly poisonous aura, while skulls symbolizing plague and death continuously condensed in the skies above.
This Poison Gas did not even need to be inhaled. It would take effect as soon as it came into contact with the skin,
and it could rapidly corrode even protective membranes.
Dean Dale extended a finger wrapped in a worm-like membrane. After lightly touching the Poison Gas, he issued his instructions:
"The battle here has only just ended.
The plague permeating this place has reached the level of a high-level restricted zone... bring out your highest-grade protective measures. We need to infiltrate and identify the other invaders.
If necessary, eliminate them immediately."
Plague was hardly a problem for Han Dong.
After all, he had